Frilian at Elden Ring

As a crucial central location in the south, equivalent to the capital of a country, it naturally gathered a large amount of intelligence data.

They are indispensable for taking over a vast territory.

Although she had no interest in ruling personally, she enjoyed collecting books to broaden her knowledge, and staying up late to read had been quite beneficial. Given time, Stoneville should be thoroughly renovated; after all, some of the things that had been stored away for years might have some useful applications.

Sometimes elves forget about a small item, and finding it again years later is a novel experience, creating a treasure hunt atmosphere.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it later."

Frillie, still half-asleep, dressed and washed up as usual. Before she knew it, Melina had appeared and expertly combed her hair. Similar scenes played out several times during the journey.

She initially disliked the fading person for being too slow, especially for combing their hair, so she couldn't help but go up and help them. As a result, it became a routine. This guy seems to easily turn the care of others into a regular practice.

It turns out they weren't slow at all; despite their slow pace of life, they were unstoppable when it came to fighting.

They were now resting in the best room in Stoneville, something they couldn't have imagined back then in the King's Chapel.

"The bed board is too hard, I didn't sleep well."

"There aren't many people using beds in the border area. Those who have turned into zombies just sit down and rest. Sometimes you can't even tell if they're dead or alive."

"It's okay, things will gradually change in the future. With the Great Rune, I'll try to fix some people's zombie symptoms."

"Really?"

"The fragments of the Elden Ring symbolize the embodiment of the world's rules and are full of inclusiveness. They can serve as a medium for me to unleash different powers. Their connection and amplification can further advance my research on soul magic."

Frillie never slacked off in her magical research; she always strived for perfection.

Knowing this, Melina felt more confident. Compared to saving more lives, repairing the Elden Ring was equally important, because the law could not reverse the undead.

"By the way, they made a preliminary confirmation of the road leading underground last night, but they didn't go in; they're still investigating from the outside."

"It's better to wait a bit."

"There's one more thing: let me know if you want to go to the Round Table Hall. We've already established contact with the Great Blessing Space."

After speaking, Melina vanished in particles of light, merging into the body of the faded one, as she always did. She briefly explained the situation and then hurriedly disappeared, seemingly too busy to engage in further conversation.

The way the two interacted suited the slow pace of the elven race.

With a moment to herself, Frillie checked the game panel's hints and, sure enough, there were new changes:

The [Cloud Save MOD] has been obtained, allowing you to save your progress at any time without affecting the game's progress. It will retain the previous moment when the user returns next time.

[The Miraculous Gift of the Power of Time]

One of the supreme powers

Perhaps your existence is meant to salvage those regrets that are impossible to grasp.

Even the descriptions are the same. Based on the pattern from the previous few times, the MOD unlocked for the first major BOSS battle is fixed, while the rest are all random. However, having a save file and your own accumulated resources is enough.

Theoretically, Frilian could leave now, return to her elven village home for decades to study magic, and return to her bedroom in the tower of Stoneville the next time.

hold on.

There are still some things to be done. It would be too disconcerting to just quit now. At least get the troublesome coronation sorted out first, and don't leave it for next time.

This city needs careful planning and some rest, and so does the Ningmgford region. Let's wait until things get back on track. Anyway, the elven race is never in a hurry, and even if we return to reality, it's not a big deal.

Aside from dealing with the threat from the demon general, I shouldn't be too busy.

"Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well go to the armory and collect some items..."

With this thought in mind, Frilian put away her equipment, put on her mage's long robe and boots, which were light and loose.

Only in game boss battles or real-life combat will she be fully armed and prepared with all means; otherwise, she'll do whatever is convenient for her.

Crunch!

Upon opening the door, one finds a group of busy maids cleaning the room, seemingly determined to clean the entire tower. As they see the silver-haired girl emerge from the room, they immediately greet her with a good morning and bow.

"So many people have come in just one night?"

“Your Majesty, you have actually been asleep for two days. It was Lord Kenneth who sent us to Stoneville to clean up the city. He said that in addition to taking care of Your Majesty’s daily life, we also need to make this place a vibrant place worthy of your rule.”

"Let's skip the housekeeping. I'm more familiar with you than they are."

Melina whispered these words in his ear.

Frillie nodded in agreement with her witch partner, while also verbally declining:

"I travel frequently and rarely stay in one place for too long. Your main task is to organize the books, be careful of insect damage, and it would be best to copy them all."

"As you command, you are destined to be the King of Elden."

Although he has only recently declared himself king, his reputation for destroying the Demon Sword has already spread throughout half of the borderlands. Everyone knows that this newcomer, the Faded One, has lofty ambitions and believes that only the royal city is worthy of being his target.

Even after the devastation of war, the magnificent and splendid Asian Altar Plateau still possesses a rich heritage that remote places cannot match.

That's where the king's stage is.

Whether the maids understood or not was of no concern to Frilian; instead, they headed to the armory with great interest.

The area had been taken over and reorganized by the Southern Army, so access was unimpeded. The guards immediately showered the new city lord with flattery. Frilian, however, paid no heed, focusing instead on whether there were any valuable items she could collect…

Its semi-underground, massive elliptical domed interior space was filled with a dazzling array of weapons, and more importantly, it stored scarce resources.

Forging stone.

Frillie picked up these small, angular forging stones. They were whitish in color, cool to the touch, and quite heavy.

As far as she knew, there weren't many craftsmen who could use forging stones.

Therefore, the King of Nymgford's current equipment is actually all unenhanced, and he basically makes up for it with skillful play. Otherwise, the damage he deals to a demigod would be negligible.

Just then, Edgar walked in.

"Do we have any similar forging stones? I think they're all pretty low-grade."

"It no longer exists. In fact, many of the forging stones here were collected by Grek from the Altan Plateau. They are part of the rich heritage of the royal city of Rodel. They control the most weapons and equipment and the corresponding forging resources. Legend has it that they once attempted to forge a god-slaying weapon."

Because his family had inherited a halberd that had been reinforced eight times, Edgar knew quite a bit about it, more than the average nobleman.

"I've heard that the best forging stones are in the legendary Sky City."

"In the territory of the ancient dragons? You'd have to find an ancient dragon first, like becoming an ancient dragon knight? But that only existed during the heyday of the Golden Dynasty."

Frillie couldn't help but recall her death battle against the Nameless King atop the Ancient Dragon in the Dark Souls world, fighting amidst thick fog and thunder. That battle was extremely difficult; the enemies flying in the sky were very troublesome, especially since it was a combination of a dragon and a king.

The ancient dragon knights in the border region must have been very strong, but unfortunately they haven't appeared for too long and are only active in history.

"That's too far in the future... What are you doing now?"

"Your Majesty, we are unifying, compiling and maintaining these weapons. Although there are many of them, the weapons and armor in Ningmgefu have been neglected for too long and are difficult to use."

"is it serious?"

"Please rest assured, as long as we use a large number of craftsmen, we can still maintain the basic performance. But to be honest, with the current accumulation, we can't expect to conquer the Asian Plateau region."

Edgar, whose ancestors had faced the army of the first king, knew very well how great the difference in strength was.

Serving Frilian, he didn't mind organizing an army immediately; fighting a losing battle was not a good option.

In the long run, we should hold onto Lake Lienia as a natural barrier and prepare for a protracted war, with the main battlefield located in the Magic Academy area. If we need to launch an attack, it can also serve as a rear base, provided that the chaos there is resolved.

It's impossible for a magician not to be interested in a magic academy.

After all, since taking control of the region, Frilian had been ordering the collection of all sorts of magic books, scrolls, and tomes, eagerly seeking knowledge.

The nobles were happy to present the treasures.

An academically-minded supreme ruler is always better than one who likes to mess around randomly. Spending extra energy on magic is a win-win situation, and her greatest value lies in her contributions to magical research.

Whether from a strategic perspective or from a personal preference standpoint, the new Fragment King will head north.

"You guys go ahead with your work, I'll gather some supplies here."

As she spoke, the silver-haired girl repeatedly picked up weapons, stuffed them into her bosom, and disappeared. In the borderlands, runic power exists in all things, and some powerful individuals can use it to carry weapons, especially those with blessed spaces.

As is well known, Nymgefur's new generation of kings has a collecting obsession and wants to pick out the best of everything to bring with him.

While most of those who have faded from the limelight are suffering terribly, she is enjoying the world, and this mindset is enough to inspire her subordinates.

I won't bother you any longer.

After saying goodbye, Edgar went to check the other equipment. He needed to complete the reorganization of the combat force as soon as possible, such as reorganizing the Southern Army and the city defense army to ensure their loyalty to the lord of Stoneville.

All a ruler needs to do is possess power and hold the legitimacy of the Great Runes.

These nobles had many more things to consider.

After looking around, Frillie found nothing new except for better quality equipment among the existing standard equipment; there wasn't even anything that could trigger a notification sound.

"Could it be that the Ningmgefu region in the south, the Sobbing Peninsula area, is actually quite poor?"

Melina replied, "It wasn't like this before, but with the defeat of the Storm King, his forces were scattered to various corners of the border region, and a large amount of essential resources were transported to the royal city, almost draining Nymgford of its lifeblood."

"It was supposed to gradually recover, but the Night of the Black Knife came one after another, and you know what happened next. The whole world seemed to freeze at its most decadent moment."

"Pity."

Frilian couldn't help but show her disappointment, not expecting that the main city of a great nation's region would have so little of value.

"Is the southern border region always remote and plagued by disasters?"

“Indeed, the neighboring Galid region is more like the apocalypse than anywhere else, full of crimson-covered creatures and monsters that depend on its ecosystem... Otherwise, it should be more prosperous than Nymgford, after all, it is the fiefdom of General Rataen of Shattered Star, and the quality is not bad.”

On the other side of the wall of flames lies death.

The only active and normal living people are the Red Lion Knights who faithfully protect and cleanse the corrupt; otherwise, disaster would inevitably spread sooner or later.

At this point, Frilian took out a map and examined it carefully.

With the addition of maps from the Stoneville City database, we no longer need to copy inscriptions from all over the place. At least we have a general understanding of the surrounding areas, such as the Galid region.

The crimson soil was so striking, filled with an atmosphere of death; it was the land of the apocalypse.

"Elaborate."

Melina was long accustomed to the Faded Ones' insatiable curiosity, and thus skillfully recounted Galid's information. Unlike those who kept their distance and only relied on hearsay, she had indeed been there during her travels.

Even spirits felt uncomfortable on the land where the Crimson Ionian Flower bloomed.

"Actually, I feel from the bottom of my heart that the wall of flames is unreliable. One day, pollution will definitely come to Ningmgefu and cause great suffering to the people."

"I really like flowers. I wonder what the Flower of Ionia looks like?"