Frilian at Elden Ring

"Unfortunately, they fired a flare warning shot."

"It doesn't matter, there are no living people within a ten-kilometer radius anyway. They're just using this as a way to find meaning in their deaths."

Azart was well aware of the situation here, after all, he was the commander who personally carried out the extermination mission.

But it’s not over yet.

My primary task should be to exterminate the elves. Even if I kill a few here and there, it's far from meeting the Demon King's orders. I must find a settlement to completely wipe them out, otherwise this race will inevitably grow into an uncontrollable threat. Fortunately, the interrogation yielded results. Some elves mentioned the existence of villages, indicating that there is a high probability that elven settlements with complete social systems still exist in the world.

Having one troublesome Serie, whom you can only pretend doesn't exist, is troublesome enough. If another one comes along, even the Demon King will be restless, and the demon race will not tolerate any threats.

The mission should be the top priority; clearing out the army is just a side effect.

He asked seriously, "How much intelligence have you gathered? Can you pinpoint the exact location of the legendary elven village?"

"I'm sorry, sir, this information is either too outdated or too vague. It only vaguely mentions a forest in the current direction, but it's too vast, and it would take an unknown amount of time to investigate everything..."

"It is better to kill the innocent than to let him go."

Alzate added coldly, "Keep going, set fires, burn some parts and explore others, that will be much more efficient."

"Reporting to the general, Yunus, the frontline commander attacking the fortress, wants us to hurry, otherwise his single warrior is not enough to damage the walls."

"Yes, so we are already stepping up our efforts."

He paid no heed to his colleagues' urging; after all, he was a formidable demon warrior, and his personal guard was equally well-trained, enough to raze a large fortress and surrounding towns. The reason he was sent back to defend was probably to minimize losses to his core forces.

Yunus, a mere mortal, had no idea of ​​His Majesty the Demon King's far-sighted plan to annihilate the elves. He had to eliminate potential threats first, and even the All-Knowing One awaited good news from here.

The mission cannot be compromised; as for causing a little environmental damage, it's really not worth mentioning. Just go for it.

Upon receiving the order, the demons immediately began to take action.

The commander was not idle either, quickly sending messages to his troops, ordering them to assemble. Soon, the pressure on the surrounding battlefield would ease, but the human army would also realize: an ancient and long-standing race with magical talents was about to be wiped out.

……

The elven village deep in the forest remained peaceful and tranquil until a whistling signal flare shattered everything, and even the most oblivious person knew that something was wrong.

They shaded their eyes with their hands and looked into the distance, estimating that the explosion must have occurred several kilometers away. This stretch of road was difficult to traverse for the forest, and the problem was that there shouldn't have been any noise at all.

"It's a warning from the army, indicating that the enemy is pursuing us and we're surrounded."

"They might be deserters who escaped. Think about it carefully. There has been fighting outside the forest all along, so it's normal for there to be conflicts."

"No, it's too close, it's coming for us."

"Where is Lady Flillian?"

"They've been researching in the magic workshop for three days and three nights now, and I've heard there's been progress on barrier magic..."

"Tell her quickly to let the village guardian make the judgment."

The decisive village chief looked around and said, "Everyone, be prepared."

Many elves had received healing or magic from Frilian, and she could easily overcome any obstacle, so they trusted this guardian and knew that her strength was unfathomable.

Despite being someone everyone watched grow up, his talent has actually grown explosively in recent years, comparable to a top human genius, yet he possesses the foundation of an elven race.

The village chief's talk of enlightenment could potentially lead to a fatal conflict.

Without Frilian's strong support, they certainly wouldn't have made it through.

Even if people can't change their slow-paced lifestyle in a short time, they know that another crisis is coming. Will it be like before, where they just tough it out and it will pass? Or will it be a matter of life and death?

Magic Workshop.

It was actually a misnomer; it was a simple, rustic cottage with a thatched roof and a chicken coop nearby. The real secret lay underground, where magic had hollowed out a full 20 meters to create an experimental field within the rock layers. It was multi-layered and cultivated with a large quantity of magical materials, such as herbs, which smelled wonderfully fragrant.

At this moment, Frilian was experimenting with a barrier in an isolated room, and a diamond-shaped chip rose from the silver-haired girl's hand.

"...The most basic barrier still works."

She had actually reached the level where she could deploy defenses, but her desired standard was to make the Great Demons feel troubled and even stay away. Currently, she was far from that level, only causing some mages some trouble, as her defensive capabilities and resistance to analysis were insufficient.

Providing the villagers with an extra layer of protection should be sufficient; let's ask for everyone's opinions.

She had made up her mind: at worst, she could proceed in phases, setting up barriers according to the experience of the first and second versions, ultimately creating a multi-layered protective fortress.

Boom!

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks came at the door, followed by a warning: "Lady Frilian, there are signs that the demons are heading towards the village."

80

Chapter 80 Monsters.

"This day has finally come."

Frilian wasn't surprised to hear the news; in fact, the demons should have found traces of the elven village long ago, if the war hadn't destroyed so many trade routes.

In peacetime, one could determine a vague location by asking around among merchants.

After all, they were never deliberately hiding away from the world; they occasionally exchanged goods and resources and were not completely isolated.

Whatever.

The reason I temporarily left the world of "Elden Ring" is because I'm not at ease until I've dealt with the demons' aggressive attack. Only after resolving this matter can I seriously begin to conquer the border region.

With this thought in mind, Frillie increased the power of the barrier magic in her hand.

What was originally a small rhombus-shaped magical energy quickly split into two, then four, exhibiting exponential growth, and instantly protected the underground part of the workshop.

Millie Adele and the others who were acting as assistants were immediately dumbfounded. How could it be so fast?

Everyone witnessed her research over the past few days, and they clearly exchanged ideas and studied together. How could you suddenly cause the defensive barrier to expand to this extent? It's unbelievable!

hum!

The unabated barrier leaped out of the ground-level hut.

The elves, who were chattering amongst themselves about the demon attack, clearly saw the white rhombus rapidly spreading. There was no mistake; it was Freylian's magical energy fluctuation. Everyone was familiar with it, so they weren't worried about anything. Sure enough, it quickly enveloped the area surrounding the village.

Basically, a magical barrier was formed around the outermost edge of the camp, and it was specifically designed to identify demons to ensure its defensive capabilities.

"Great! Now we have another line of defense. This works!"

"As expected of Fulilian."

"Upon closer inspection, the structure isn't actually that complex, but who can blame her for having so much magic? Directly analyzing such a large input would probably be asking for trouble..."

When the structure is insufficient, power compensates. This is the current solution for barrier magic: reinforcing the defense with a high concentration of magical energy. Even analysis is ineffective because it involves facing a super energy level of a thousand years. Ordinary magic would cause light to tremble in front of it, let alone the continuous pressure. One would experience the suffocating and shocking feeling of being in a raging storm.

Yes, Frilian's current magical power is actually at the level of a thousand years of accumulation, after all, it is enhanced by different accounts, and countless souls and runes are gathered in one body.

The "millennium level" refers to the current upper limit of physical strength, not the true upper limit of magical power.

She had no idea how terrifying it was to have things like the Moon Goddess, the First Flame, and the Cherry Dragon all mixed together.

Suppressing one's own magical reaction is certainly to feign weakness to the enemy, but it is more about sealing magic to improve safety; otherwise, it is unknown whether this young elf's body would explode.

If someone at Frillian's level were to experience a magical power outage, the fate of those around her wouldn't be much better than that of Gailid.

In short, there is enough energy to supply the barrier.

"It is still being reinforced."

The elves, sheltered in the village, couldn't help but marvel. To be honest, there weren't many barrier experts in the village; it was all thanks to the research led by Frilian.

In terms of talent, even among the elven race, they are extremely rare.

The reinforcement and expansion of the barrier ceased after a short while, eventually stopping at a distance of over ten meters from the edge, resembling a super fortress. When the silver-haired girl appeared, the crowd erupted in cheers, almost raising their arms in celebration.

However, she made a shushing gesture.

"I sensed it. There was the aura of a demon general at the very edge of the forest, and he had quite a few companions."

"The intelligence is correct; they're definitely heading for the village. Prepare for a defensive battle. Keep quiet and minimize activity to avoid being exposed. I'll use illusion magic."

As they were talking, the silver-haired girl raised her staff and waved it to create a cloud of smoke. From the outside, it looked like a forest after a rainstorm, with mist rising and obscuring the view along with miasma. However, the elves inside were unaffected.

let's start.

The elves, having grasped the meaning of war, immediately sprang into action, but they also faced a dilemma: how should they arrange their troops? In the end, it was up to Frilian and the village chief to work together to prepare and arrange basic defenses and patrols.

Her deployment of firing angles, trenches, and fortifications was impeccable, even taking into account drainage and fire prevention for villages and camps...

How come you suddenly know even trivial matters like marching and fighting?

It seems that every time Frilian goes into a long slumber, she brings everyone a surprise, something truly unbelievable.

Is it magic cultivated in a dream?

In any case, the professionalism is impeccable, as if they had actually handled complex military deployments.

Otherwise, given the elves' poor weaponry, lack of discipline, and disorganization, they probably wouldn't even be able to put up a decent defense.

In fact, she herself did not expect that the experience of the series of wars in Ningmgford could be used in the Elf Village. Indeed, knowledge is interconnected, which is always easier than learning from scratch. Those experiences are also arming her.

"Today, everyone should familiarize themselves with the security measures and not be too nervous. Considering the distance, even if the demons insist that this is the location of the village, it will still take some effort to get there."

"We just need to conserve our energy now."

Frillie had said all she needed to say, which finally put her companions at ease.

Regardless, the village was now on high alert, needing to give it their all, lest they reveal a weakness. Thinking of the consequences, they gripped their weapons tightly, donned their armor, and prepared their arrows. The mages, too, kept their staffs close at hand, constantly using their magical senses to probe every nook and cranny, ensuring no one could sneak in unnoticed.

In fact, their combined perception was not as good as Frilian's passive intuition; she reacted very clearly to the demonic aura at the edge of the forest.

hold on.

Sniping from this distance at extremely long range isn't impossible, but it's easy for some to slip through the net and escape, which would be a huge loss. Besides, Frillie doesn't want to alert them too early; she can't be completely certain of their target yet. What if they just circle around and leave?

It's wrong to rely on luck, but you have to consider the situation. If you're alone, you can certainly go and fight your way through.

For the Elf Village, "avoiding war is better than engaging in war" and avoiding conflict is the best option.

Therefore, she would not act unless absolutely necessary, and the real choice actually lay with the demon general.

boom!

Suddenly, a magical explosion erupted from the other end of the forest, startling birds into flight, shaking the earth, and flattening vegetation. Amidst the rumbling, flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed—was this attack merely intended to ignite the forest itself?

The fire, fueled by the wind, was exceptionally fierce today. The flames spread rapidly under the influence of the gale, expanding with lightning speed.

Admittedly, they were still far from the depths where the elven village was located, but everyone's face was cold, because the enemy's murderous aura was like a blade held to their necks.