Frilian at Elden Ring

"Sir, we can buy the fruit we saw in central China here!"

How are they kept fresh?

The shop owner replied proudly, "Isn't this magic trick from the south that keeps fruit fresh for a long time amazing?"

“Name your price, I’ll buy it, I mean magic.”

"It's no secret. Besides, how could I possibly ask the town's guardian for such an exorbitant price? Here's a 5% discount, take it."

Such transactions further boosted Frilian's magical reserves, while Vlame could only buy fruits and vegetables to fill in the gaps in his master's supplies, since she didn't care about daily diet at all.

Especially when entering a deep sleep, it basically relies solely on magic for replenishment, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't eat or drink.

in the afternoon.

After their shopping spree, they returned to their long-abandoned cottage, and the first thing they did was to do a thorough cleaning. Although they usually entrusted the plants to Millie Adele, they still had to tidy up afterward.

The basic strategy of using Freyland's style involves coordinating with water flow operations, generating strong winds, and using magic whenever possible.

"Master, please be gentle."

In contrast, Vlamé meticulously tidied every corner.

In a sense, she spent half of her childhood here, and it was during the most golden period of her life, her youth, which has special significance for her and makes her cherish it even more.

The two worked together and quickly cleaned the place until it was sparkling clean, and even took out the dusty pots and pans.

To celebrate, Frillie cooked a lavish meal using today's ingredients. Thanks to a month of frequent banquets that broadened her horizons, her culinary skills had improved significantly. Vlame kept praising it as "delicious" and even worried that she might overeat and lose control of her figure...

after dinner.

After washing the dishes, the silver-haired girl stretched and yawned, saying, "I should probably rest now; it will take me a while."

"Master, just sleep soundly. I'm here, and besides, there's the Water Mirror Demon."

Vlame looked towards the window.

Sometime during the night, the white spirit appeared on the windowsill, tilting its head with a bewildered look, as if it had made this place its home. Although it served as a guardian, its presence was unimportant, for its perception was so vast that it could cover the entire city.

If the opponent can evade numerous defenses such as perception, barriers, and detection familiars, then there's no point in guarding the gate.

Frillie nodded, went into her room, lay down on her bed, and activated numerous alerts.

"It's been a long time since I've been back, border area."

She closed her eyes.

198

Chapter 198 The Return of the King of Cinder

The dormitory atop the central tower of the magic academy.

The silver-haired girl, who had been sleeping peacefully with her hands resting on her abdomen, slowly opened her eyes and saw a huge crystal chandelier in the style of Kalia, as well as the watchful gaze of the spirit witch Melina guarding her side.

Ultra-wide range perception.

A scan of the entire Reyallucalia Academy confirmed that there were no abnormalities, no problems, and it wasn't a dream; everything was normal.

Frillie was terrified that one day she would wake up and find herself back to Yharnam, which would be terrible and cause a lot of trouble.

Although she had set up a series of backup plans and constraints, the chaos, evil, madness, and corruption of the ancient gods had to be avoided. In short, she just needed to make sure things went smoothly.

The silver-haired girl reached out her index finger to poke the spirit Melina's face, but the latter quickly dodged, seemingly realizing she had been too distant, and then changed her words to make amends:

"What? Do you want me to comb your hair?"

"That's right."

"Then sit down. It's not difficult to manipulate the magical entity of the comb."

Upon hearing this, Frilian sat cross-legged on the soft bed. Beside her, Melina picked up an ornately carved silver comb from the dressing table in the room, lifted her long, silky hair with one hand, and gently brushed it through with the comb in the other, making it smooth and silky.

It seemed to be accompanied by a faint fragrance; of course, it would be even better if the other person wasn't about to put on the Ionian flower headdress.

"What changes occurred while I was asleep? For example, what were the movements of the royal army?"

She could actually use a save module to compress the time gaps between different worlds as much as possible, but it's unnecessary. Training large numbers of units, forging equipment, and conducting research and experiments all take time, so it's better to let the game run in idle mode.

"I don't know the specifics, but they haven't caused any more trouble."

"Ah."

"If I had to name a news item, it would probably be that the Forge Knights, who used to operate in the Galid region, have left and disappeared without a trace, as if they were summoned."

"Speaking of which, didn't the Forge Knights of Nymgford leave too?"

Frillian said thoughtfully, "They probably don't have any strong purpose; they seem more like they're waiting for an opportunity. But they still have fighting spirit; people who have lost their will don't behave that way."

"The rumors about the First King's return? Only Griffith can command all the Forge Knights."

"It's a real shame that I've never faced the prayer of the Crucible of a Hundred Faces."

"Shouldn't we be worried about the War King and the Forge Knights reappearing in the border region... Never mind, given your personality, you certainly wouldn't care."

Melina was not surprised by her partner.

"Any other news?"

"That's all. Contact your subordinates for a report."

Frillie guessed that the taciturn witch hadn't been very active during her slumber, and most likely hadn't left the castle, at most only hearing rumors. Although the other had traveled the borderlands for many years, she had remained to guard the place once she found her mission.

For Melina, those who have reached the level of a near-King are people she must keep an eye on, lest any unexpected events occur.

She was often worried during her partner's inexplicable sleep, but fortunately everything went smoothly. With the current abilities of the Faded One, there was no chance of any minor accidents, so she could rest assured.

Her long, smooth hair suddenly brushed through her fingertips, startling her slightly.

pity.

Maintaining a localized magical entity is not easy; the hands are now transforming back into spirits, and that's it.

Frilian, who was standing in front of her, naturally noticed this and solemnly promised, "Melina, I will find a suitable body for you this time."

"Although the Eternal City of Noklon holds many mysteries, we will have to go there sooner or later. Every ancient piece of land on the border may hold secrets, including stronger teardrop materials or manufacturing techniques, or even the advanced cemetery of Lily of the Valley..."

"I am waiting."

Melina wasn't in a hurry, only feeling a little regretful.

However, it's very touching to see how Frilian is considerate of me. She is actually very caring and has the determination to help you if she agrees to do something.

As for the Faded One's goal of collecting everything, this person is always full of motivation and never needs to be reminded; he is always energetic.

The two finished dressing in silence.

Finally, she tied her pigtails with two Ionian flowers, and that was about it.

Frillie sat up and got out of bed, heading to the armor rack, its gleaming surfaces suggesting it was regularly maintained. She donned her mage armor and light armor, stretched slightly, and prepared for battle.

Click!

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the layers of defensive spells, clearing them all away in one go, and a gust of wind swept through the castle.

Those in the academy felt a sudden jolt, as if they had been gazed upon by a gigantic eye. A vast spiritual force rose and swept across the surroundings, even rippling the distant lake. Some creatures cheered with joy, expressing their gratitude to the one who had bestowed the blessing.

That's right, that person finally set off again after resting.

The soldiers bowed deeply to the tower, drawing the attention of the crowd. Their armor clad in armor rustled as they performed the salute, like a prelude to a battle.

"Announce that the three rulers of Soul King, Lienia, Nymgford, and Galid, the near-king Frilian, have been resurrected."

Boom!

The long, drawn-out chimes echoed in the distance.

It was enough to be faintly felt across half the lake; even the Lani doll in the Kalia fortress, with her keen senses, slightly raised her head. That person's aura was very active, but unfortunately, there was no time to pay attention, as the two-finger assassin was at work…

The Knight Rodel, who had been keeping watch on the Alpine Plateau, rode back to the city; this was news worth reporting.

The volcano mansion, higher up, emitted a series of roars, which Eldridge seemed to sense.

The Great Blessed Round Table Hall also received the news from its informants. Sir Hundred Wisdom, who was sitting at his desk, took a deep breath and then opened the reports from the Galid region during this period. They were completely refreshed and would support the new actions of his excellent colleagues.

College.

As soon as Frilian stepped out of the attic, she was greeted politely by a host of servants.

"Welcome back, Your Majesty."

"You guys borrowed that bell-ringing ceremony for the Lord of Cinder from Stoneville, didn't you?"

The silver-haired girl murmured with a look of reminiscence, "Not bad, it had a certain feel to it."

It always reminds me of the experience of passing on the fire, and in the end, I'm still doing something similar.

Their eyes were filled with hope and gratitude. Many of them had even been rescued from the undead, so they naturally held Frilian in awe, seeing her as proof of their achievements in the Borderlands.

The silver-haired girl looked around and gave the order:

"I'll go to the lab to follow up on the results first. In the meantime, I'll issue a meeting order, listen to the reports, gather information, and then make a decision."

"As ordered."

The group immediately obeyed and left. It was easy to imagine that the three large fiefdoms at the border would soon be in turmoil; this emperor's power was enough to stir up a storm. The only question was how Frilian would choose.

Should we continue to consolidate our existing territory and strengthen our military, or should we directly attack the capital? Or something else?

Everyone knows that the silence has been broken and fate will change rapidly.

The laboratory area of ​​the magic academy.

What comes into view is a large hall, surrounded by several separate laboratory rooms. Various terrariums containing twisted creatures are placed on the walls, some dead and some alive, in order to collect as much material as possible.

Many of the monsters are quite incongruous, such as a lobster that has four claws.

Is it due to the effect of limb repositioning?

Frillian asked with great interest, "Now that Stoneville City is in charge of the specific application of this technology, while you are conducting research, what results have you achieved?"

The researchers replied, "Your Majesty, you are mistaken. We caused the monster to mutate and grow extra limbs by guiding some of the crimson corruption."

"What's the benefit?"

"More limb materials are available, and they can be cultured and customized over a long period, resulting in stable and robust conditions with good rejection rates in recipients. At the very least, they can serve as limb replacements for aristocratic limb-supplementing individuals. This technology can achieve the best possible results..."