Frilian at Elden Ring

Then she gathered her strength on the spot and unleashed a torrent of water.

Comet Azrael!

Almost simultaneously, Water Mirror Illusion used the exact same move to counter it. The two energies reverberated in all directions, and although it was a single-target linear attack, the shockwaves were terrifying.

During this round of exchanges, the Tomb of the Fallen King collapsed with a rumble, the ground cracked, and the buildings disintegrated layer by layer.

It was all just the aftershocks of the two comet energies. No one dared to imagine the immense power that was condensed within. If it were swung around carelessly, it could probably wipe out a street, comparable to Vlame's Thunder Blade from before.

"The power is enough, now let's try the defense."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Frilian, who had been evenly matched just moments before, suddenly overpowered the opponent and struck the Water Mirror Illusion hard.

Many people didn't even see that it had actually created a defensive barrier, but it couldn't even hold out for a moment. The terrifying energy wave blasted it away, breaking through the sealed earth and rock to completely reveal the temple's full appearance.

This is a brutal attack! Don't they care at all about the precious baby they just created?

Wow!

Water Mirror Illusion sprang to its feet from the rubble with a somersault. Its arm was broken, its thigh was scraped, and its torso had a bloody hole. If it were a human or a demon, it would have died several times over.

Born and then dying?

However, everyone stared wide-eyed as the white-clad girl grasped a golden miracle, unleashing the maximum power of sunlight healing. In the blink of an eye, she was completely healed, its speed of activation, duration of effect, and healing performance second only to the original version.

"Don't be too surprised. Its body is specialized for healing, and it only works well on itself."

Even so, everyone was still deeply moved.

The clones currently exhibit formidable attack, resistance, and recovery capabilities, not to mention other techniques.

Unfortunately, after Frilian made a gesture, the other person stood with both hands in front of him holding his staff, closed his eyes to rest, and entered a deep sleep. He probably wouldn't have the chance to open his eyes except during battle, and his master didn't seem to intend to continue testing and revealing information, so it was probably very useful.

"See that? Vlame, you need to practice your barrier sealing technique and high-powered magic more, otherwise you won't be able to beat the Water Mirror Illusion in the future."

"I've already beaten it once, and I won't be any different next time."

Just wait and see.

What would be awe-inspiring to ordinary people is considered a target by Vlamé.

She realized that even if her master was asleep, it wouldn't prevent her from finding clones to train with, since there weren't many targets in the world who could train with her all the time.

"From now on, the Water Mirror Illusion will protect the Elf Town and can also help everyone practice, which should be very convenient."

Although it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, Frilian was quite satisfied with the result. It provided an extra layer of insurance, making her feel more at ease managing the border area. With basic security, the elven village would develop rapidly.

The second team arrived late.

The person in charge, Fenton, was also among them. He was so concerned that he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the other party, and he only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone was alright.

He had just heard about what happened in the capital:

The credit for annihilating the two demon sages belongs to Frilian, who is destined to enjoy immense prestige. Moreover, she is said to have a list of demon spies, which is equivalent to having leverage over all the great nobles, making her incredibly powerful and flawless in both strength and status.

She is now in a position to decide the selection of the new heir to the kingdom, making her an indispensable center of power.

"President, I will definitely provide substantial compensation for this incident, what do you think..."

"Actually, it's unavoidable to explore the maze, but I don't want you to worry if I don't ask. Just leave the records about magic books and the like to me."

"As ordered."

"We've been busy enough today, let's just tidy up a bit and then have a celebration banquet. Everyone deserves a celebration."

"Definitely, I'll pay."

Frilian nodded with satisfaction, her admiration for the perceptive nobleman undisguised. The latter, sensing the superior's condescension, immediately broke into a forced smile, finally settling the matter.

The prestige and benefits gained from this battle will leave an indelible mark on the Magic Association within the country.

By making arrangements in advance, the family will continue to prosper.

The rest area of ​​the excavation site outside the tomb of the King of Lingluo.

On the night of the second day after the Battle of the Royal City, the campfires were bright, wine cups were clinked, and the band played melodious tunes. Laughter filled the air, and worries were temporarily forgotten.

Although the Labyrinth Kingdom suffered a heavy blow from the demon turmoil, it survived after all. Moreover, the new super-large labyrinth is like a gold mine, enough to quickly restore its strength. In any case, tomorrow must be looked forward.

Respect to meritorious officials.

As the primary force that defeated the Water Mirror Demon, Vlame became the focus of the entire match and was frequently honored.

"If it weren't for you, I would probably have died several times over by now."

"Fortunately, the power of the Water Mirror Demon was not allowed to dissipate, otherwise the entire excavation site would have been destroyed."

Everyone was still shaken, but also relieved and full of praise for the young genius. This humble yet strong young man was destined to shoulder responsibilities, and they were deeply moved by everything they had witnessed today.

On a land ravaged by demons.

The future leader of the human magic world has ushered in a battle to make a name for himself, and from here he embarks on a journey to truly stand tall and proud.

Things are unpredictable.

Their antics, far from hindering the development of magic, actually accelerated the process of the central nations uniting against a common enemy, and even gave rise to iconic heroes. These included not only Vlamé, but also the legendary exploits of Wayne, who, despite his advanced age, distinguished himself once again, and the promising young archmage Lyman.

This land remembers their names and will carry them to even farther places.

As for Frilian, aside from her theoretical knowledge, she had already earned a reputation that would be difficult for anyone to achieve in a lifetime. What she lacked was not fame, but the height of her achievements.

Defeating a team of powerful demons, including two sages, single-handedly is an achievement of exceptional quality.

An unprecedented achievement.

Among the verifiable battle records of the past few centuries, she is undoubtedly the strongest, and the marks she left behind will surely be remembered.

After a series of battles, Frilian was too lazy to socialize anymore. She sat alone in a corner of the banquet and flipped through a magic book. It was unearthed from the Tomb of the Fallen King and did contain some records about the Water Mirror Demon. Adjusting it according to this should make it stronger.

"...I hope you can replicate more techniques."

The silver-haired girl glanced at the water mirror phantom kneeling beside her, eyes closed in meditation.

Ordinary noises are not enough to activate it, because Frilian is set to be a passive type to avoid being too active and destructive, which also fits the original demon's personality, emphasizing defense.

Yeah.

If it were monsters like those in Dark Souls 2, which have high hatred and like to hunt, then we wouldn't dare to release them indiscriminately to bite people, so Guardian Elf Town is the best place for them.

In addition, she discovered some ancient magical inspiration.

"It should come in handy."

After quickly finishing one book, she continued flipping through others, and piles of magic books were thus recreated in Frilian's hands.

Since the celebratory banquet won't bother you, you might as well hand over the stage entirely to Vlamé.

The red-haired girl is now being adorned with flower wreaths and surrounded by admirers; at least to everyone at the excavation site, she is a true hero. She not only prevented the spread of the demonic disaster but also ensured that everyone kept their wages and jobs—otherwise, they would all be in deep trouble if things got out of control.

It's good for her to experience being adored.

Vlamé will undoubtedly achieve even greater things in the future; he's far from where he is now, and his future is limitless. Moreover, this apprentice's theoretical research and teaching abilities are even more outstanding, making him an excellent pioneer of the magical era.

"Speaking of theory, we need to deduce the magic of killing demons and the magic of flight."

Frillie took out her notebook and started writing and drawing, constantly scribbling down fragmented magical runes, her thoughts jumping around in a jumbled mess.

It will work!

Since she has successfully used two spells, there must be a possibility that it could be incorporated into the knowledge system, but it would require rewriting to suit the human magic system, perhaps with some minor modifications...

The silver-haired girl, engrossed in her work, quickly composed a lesson plan, hoping to summarize it before returning to the branch campus.

It's easier than I imagined; you can often apply the knowledge to other situations.

While he was pondering, the Water Mirror Illusion on the other side was writing and drawing in a daze. It was also some distorted spells, but it was very similar to the logic by which the demons expressed magical knowledge.

"Interesting, let's try it together."

I don't know much about the specific spells of the demon race, but we can supplement each other's knowledge.

Immersed in the festivities, Frilian paid no heed to the lively atmosphere of the banquet until the laughter and chatter gradually subsided, and everyone—some drunk, some retching, some fast asleep—became quiet throughout the camp. The deepening night provided more insights, and the deductions accelerated.

After a moment, she closed the notebook slightly and murmured, "Next comes the derivation and annotation. Phantom, how are you..."

An uninvited guest had entered the room at some unknown time.

Vlame placed her hands on the Water Mirror Demon's shoulders, rested her chin on the top of the other's head, and stared at him with her cheeks puffed out.

"And me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I usually assist Master with his calculations, right? Even if I'm busy with other commitments, you should still call on me. We're the only ones who work together seamlessly."

"Okay, okay, I won't do it again."

Frilian smiled faintly, "Today is just a bit special, consider it your real debut victory celebration, right? Don't forget your starting line, the encouragement you receive now will turn into strength in the future."

"That's an exaggeration. Some people even said I was a hero."

Vlame shrugged.

"We haven't even found the legendary holy sword yet, and even if we did, there might not be a savior who could pull it out."

"To them, you are already a hero, but it's just a title. What matters is the fundamental principles a person upholds. In particular, never give up, no matter what environment you are in."

The silver-haired girl said meaningfully.

"My master has been giving me a very emotional vibe lately."

"Yeah, this is also my first time traveling far from home and encountering such a big event. I find it quite amazing. So this is what a realistic adventure is like. It turns out there's no difference."

Frillie let out a long sigh of relief.

The world I live in is better than Dark Souls, but I can't let my guard down; I must stop the demons.

She would pour her heart and soul into either side, regardless of any sense of belonging; she wouldn't stand idly by if she saw them. Perhaps it was because she'd been a spirited person for so long that she should find a cause to dedicate herself to.

"The instructors are much more enthusiastic now; they seem to be really motivated!"

Vlamé clenched his fist at the mural, his eyes sparkling.

"I don't have any."

She smiled and patted the red-haired girl's head, reminding her, "It's time to rest. We're leaving for the royal city tomorrow."

"..."