Frilian at Elden Ring

Beside the battlefield ruins on the coast of Moen City, the presence of Frilian and Edgar amidst the ruins creates an atmosphere of confrontation.

Their subordinates looked at each other with a hint of embarrassment.

It was quite enjoyable to fight side by side just now, but we have to face a question: Is the Faded Ones really going to drag the nobles of the Sobbing Peninsula into raising the flag of rebellion against the Fragment King?

But he had no way to repay the life-saving grace, and now he was caught in a dilemma between loyalty and righteousness.

How to do?

The two in the eye of the storm remained calm and composed. The silver-haired girl picked up the greatsword as promised and wielded it with ease, as if it were an extension of her own arm.

“The relic is rightfully yours, Lady Frilian. I beg you not to let it be buried. But whether you will stand by and watch you provoke Lord Grek is another matter.”

Instead of answering, she summoned a living corpse, a person who was dazed and stiff.

There are too many people like this in the border region, living a life worse than death, yet still retaining some labor power to do some work. In any case, it is a portrayal of a desolate and dead world, a symbol of decay.

The silver-haired girl unleashed a sun-healing magic, which, unlike before, now exuded a rich spiritual aura.

Accompanied by a wisp of flame.

It was the fire of the soul that was reforging the target, and a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the undead, a few syllables came out of its mouth, and its body even recovered slightly...

Everyone stood up in astonishment, their pupils dizzy. What did this mean? The magic to repair the soul? It replenished the side effects of the long-term absence of the Tree of No Return, and even had a converse effect on physical recovery—it was simply miraculous!

Moments later, the zombie went from severe to just decaying.

This is already a historic leap forward.

This means that many workers, such as soldiers who have developed resistance to zombification, can directly return to normal, while many others will no longer experience the anxiety of zombification and will have no worries about the future.

“A miracle, a miracle that surpasses any magic,” Edgar murmured.

"Thanks to you, Melina, your existence has allowed me to understand the soul rules of the Borderlands."

"You are exceptionally talented."

"I also want to thank Teacher Seren for helping me understand the magic system here, which in turn inspired my research on soul magic."

The sparks held in Frilian's palm carried hope, shining brightly, and in everyone's eyes, they were no less than a giant tree scattering golden light as the sun rose.

"I can't reverse mild zombification yet, and it's difficult to do large-scale operations because I lack a kind of resonance with the laws of the borderlands. And there is only one best medium for resonance: the Great Rune."

"I need fragments of the Elden Ring and the best prayer teacher to help me complete my soul magic."

She expressed her stance in terms of righteousness rather than mentioning any personal interests.

Everyone knows the significance of soul healing magic.

Take a gamble!

The few who had wavered earlier now had a firmer look in their eyes. Since a miracle had happened before their eyes, why not try to believe it? Let the Faded Ones get the Great Rune, even if it's just wishful thinking.

Elena spoke up at the opportune moment, saying, "Frilian has saved many people and has made outstanding contributions. I think she is a reliable leader."

No further words are needed; the deeds that have led to the destruction of the Demon Sword so far speak for themselves.

After a moment, Edgar took a deep breath and replied, "There's too much to do today. Let me think about it. How about we clean up the battlefield together first?"

The silver-haired girl nodded.

The city lord was a smart man and knew very well that he should not make decisions based on the environment. He bought himself time to think, and the fact that everyone was working together increased understanding and supported the decision.

So she also ordered three hundred noble soldiers to join the work.

In some people's eyes, Edgar had already agreed. Otherwise, would you really turn a blind eye to the person who saved your daughter and yourself? That would be even less in line with the chivalry of a knight.

Frillie chose to leave the father and daughter alone, believing that they could come up with a solution together.

Melina waved from a short distance away.

The two partners arrived at the most remote part of the coastline, where the remnants of the mad fire lingered behind a broken wall, and there was a dried-up eyeball.

"Sometimes the actions of the Madfire forces leave traces, such as this, which is generally known as the grapes of Shapleyli."

"Who?"

"The spokesperson for Mad Fire, who likes to entice those who have faded to join him, can possess different bodies and is therefore difficult to kill. He was once punished by having his eyes crushed for slandering a great man, and those eye sockets became the storage point for Mad Fire."

"There seems to be some kind of special magical enhancement effect on him..."

"Is that the legendary Shapoli Roar? It can accumulate buffs at the cost of going berserk. Faded One, don't get interested in strange things."

Okay, I know you hate them.

“It’s not that I hate it, but the entire border region should condemn the Madfire villains.” Melina corrected her very seriously: “Those who wield forbidden power should be punished, and we must be careful.”

Frillie didn't know why the witch cared so much, but she would understand eventually.

She closed her eyes.

Although it's a bit strange and unusual, it accepts all kinds of collectibles, and among its dazzling array of items, it's far from being the most wicked.

Meanwhile, the cleanup of the battlefield in Moen City went smoothly, eliminating some dying hybrids and leaving behind some who had never rebelled.

They were originally servants, and now that their value has been proven, they can be locked up and domesticated, especially the winged hybrids which can serve as transport soldiers.

In short, the fighting gradually subsided at the southernmost point of the border area.

Some civilians who had been hiding or imprisoned were also rescued, much to everyone's relief that the city hadn't reached the final stage of being massacred. People couldn't help but think: the Grik soldiers might have delayed until the entire city was wiped out.

Fortunately, Lady Frilian led her army to provide support, otherwise everyone would have surely died.

"Long live!"

It's unclear which survivor first waved and shouted to the silver-haired girl, but others responded, and the call spread quickly.

They were genuinely grateful for the help from the Faded Ones, and Frilian responded by waving back. This exchange made the ordinary people feel even closer to them, since most important people wouldn't bother with such things.

Despite the hardships it had endured, the castle quickly recovered.

Suddenly, Elena came over: "I have already persuaded my father, and he has invited Lady Frilian to the city lord's pavilion for further discussions."

Instead of being overly respectful, the silver-haired girl went to a simple office. On the table was a map, even more detailed than the inscription she had copied.

Edgar performed the knightly ceremony.

“I won’t answer you right now, but I can offer some advice: there are several nodes that need to be opened up if we want to fully mobilize the power of the Sobbing Peninsula. For example, the underground labyrinth and the sealed prison, which separate the different settlements.”

Tell me in detail.

Chapter 48 The Plan: Unifying the Weeping Peninsula

The mention of the dungeon labyrinth instantly energized Frillie, boosting her morale and making her eager to loot the treasure chests within.

Since the auto-loot mod was introduced, she can focus solely on exploration, and some equipment that was previously easily overlooked will be automatically added, making things much more convenient and making her even more eager to try it out.

Edgar pointed to the center of the map.

“In the central part of the Sobbing Peninsula lies a diseased village contaminated by the Mad Fire, which separates many settlements. Some villages are difficult to integrate with Moen City, and the local minor nobles are also suffering greatly.”

"It's time to make up my mind to wipe them out completely. I will eradicate the disease village."

"In addition, the Moen Tunnel in the central and southern parts will be cleared, which will open up a longitudinal route to integrate the peninsula and make full use of resources..."

He presented information about the Moen Tunnel:

The strongest one is nothing more than a mixed-breed monster with scales; the other monsters are not worth mentioning, and it is not difficult to defeat them if you focus on them.

The city lord's plan targets the two major sources of rebellion, the Mad Fire and the Hybrids. He clearly has no intention of playing it safe and wants to take the initiative to eliminate the threatening factors. Otherwise, it will not be enough to support the future front-line battlefield and make the peninsula the most peaceful place.

"Lady Frilian, the premise is that you are willing to send out combat forces. After all, apart from Blighttown, the terrain of the Moen Tunnel is rugged, and it is best to have a strong person to support you when dealing with the labyrinth."

"can."

"Thank you very much. Then we can reserve this half of the center line."

"What area should I be responsible for?"

“That’s exactly what we’re going to talk about now.” Edgar pointed to two places: “The upper half of the central line is more troublesome. On one side is the more complex Pit Cave Cave, and on the other side is the demi-human forest ruins.”

"The former is occupied by Rune Bears, which are not strong. The main thing is to be wary when clearing the maze. As for the Demi-human Forest, we need to focus on conquering it."

"Leave the cave to my men. After all, the Black Knife Assassins can handle a maze on their own, the Farron Undead Legion can split up, and I'll be in charge of the demi-human monsters in the Forest Bell Ruins."

Some low-level dungeons are not worth wasting time on.

Normally, Frillie would have been eager to explore each area one by one, but the Elden Ring world is more interconnected than the Dark Souls world, and opportunities are fleeting, so they have to split up.

This also serves as a chance for the Farron Undead Legion to get used to the battles at the border, as they will be tasked with attacking Stoneville later.

Moreover, the elven race tends to be a little lazy if they can do something for someone else.

Edgar continued, "Once we open up the central line, we can connect with the western part of the Sobbing Peninsula, where there is a large lowland plain with a significant population, making it an indispensable fighting force."

"But there is a prison in the west that is often affected by frost and strong winds, and it is the place where the ancient hero Samir is sealed, which is very troublesome."

"She was one of the heroes of the War of the Giants, and there was no choice but to either subdue or reclaim her."

"understood."

Upon hearing news of the powerful figures, Frilian became extremely interested, believing that only through more battles could she better grasp the level of the powerful figures in the border region.

Otherwise, we still wouldn't know what level the demigod Grik is at. According to legend, he's not powerful, but his gameplay should be stronger than Bernal and Granger who appeared earlier? Unless both of them are hiding their true strength.

Samir's hero deserves a fight.

"Since you're willing, that's perfect. We can use this to truly control the Sobbing Peninsula and fully unleash the power of the most peaceful area on the border... So you're not worried?"

Edgar asked, puzzled, "Aren't you worried that I'll use you to unify the peninsula but then refuse to pledge allegiance?"

"It doesn't matter. I don't care about loyalty. I'd be happy if we could just restore this corner of the border."

"Your level of skill puts me to shame; you are the true strongman."

"No need for formalities. Let's rest and prepare first, and then set off to attack after we've recharged our energy."

"Alright."

Unbeknownst to him, Edgar had completely followed Frilian's advice. In fact, his actions had already made his choice; he just needed time to accept it psychologically.

Moreover, as the city lord, he knew very well that once he pledged allegiance, he would have to participate in the siege of Stoneville, so it was better to accumulate some troops before discussing future strategies.

The weeping peninsula will be unified in their generation.

Upon leaving the office, Frilian was shocked to see that many hybrid corpses had disappeared, either buried or turned to ashes, and the stench of blood in Moen City finally dissipated with the wind.