Frilian at Elden Ring

Moreover, upon closer observation, she discovered that the direction was unclear, and a deeply hidden illusion was interfering.

"As you can see, I used minimal illusion magic to alter the sense of direction, and added some fog to make it easier for intruders to get lost. The spell is actually very basic; it's mainly to buy time for defense. There was a chase here not long ago."

"Is it because the basics are harder to detect and erase? The teacher seems quite adept at creating complex effects using various common spells? Is that even possible?"

"As long as you have enough knowledge."

"However, I've heard that a person can never master multiple high-level spells in their entire life..."

Vlame had seen many so-called human archmages active on the front lines of the battlefield, but unfortunately, each of them had their own shortcomings and were far from being as effortless and versatile as their teacher.

"I believe in your talent, and I believe in my teaching ability. Once we get to the Elf Village, I will help you improve quickly."

Before she finished speaking, Frilian waved her hand, and the mist dissipated, revealing a wide, open road.

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89

Chapter 89 The Future Genius Mage

Spectacular!

The instant Frilian waved her hand to disperse the mist, Vlame witnessed the giant trees stretching out in a line before her.

It was more expansive than I had imagined. Without the miasma, the fog allowed the entire forest to be revealed, its verdant green stretching to the horizon. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and far from the hustle and bustle of the city, there was a touch of birdsong.

Apart from some traces of explosions, there was no indication of a battlefield atmosphere.

When I was a child, my family's descriptions of the forest were nothing more than wolves and monsters, which made the children afraid to run around. But today, I find it full of wonder.

At this moment, Vlame was carrying his luggage and dressed in travel clothes. He never expected that his first trip with someone outside his family would be to this mysterious forest.

"This place can actually be enveloped by magic? Teacher, how much magic power did you use?"

"a lot of."

This is from a human perspective. In reality, Frilian's magic power is unfathomable. Not to mention that it is almost inexhaustible, her mana regeneration speed is also top-notch. Many of her attacks are replenished in the next second after being unleashed in one go.

Constructing a large-scale illusion within the forest is not difficult, and the careless demons didn't even notice it.

Despite their rapid advancement, their mastery of magic is inferior to that of humans, and even to hers; their main strength lies in combat.

The observant Vlamé looked around and murmured, "There are many traces of residual magic, a reaction unique to the teacher. It must be General Azart and his demons, right? They died here?"

"Correct."

It sounds as mundane as killing a chicken.

"One day I will also reach a level where I can contend with the Great Demon Clan."

"Your goal is too low, Vlame. I will help you reach a level that no human has ever achieved before. Look to the world. That Demon King is the one you should be pursuing."

The red-haired girl was slightly taken aback. She was about to ask if her teacher had reached the level of a demon king, but upon closer inspection, it was difficult to determine. It was hard to determine who was the strongest among them, as they probably didn't even fully understand the comparison of their own strengths.

As they pondered, the two ventured deeper into the middle of the forest.

If there are a few narrow paths or animal trails ahead that are barely passable, then there are no roads in the conventional sense here. All that's visible is dense bushes, and you'll have to clear a path with a knife. Even flying magic might not be convenient, because the canopy is even denser at higher altitudes.

As he moved forward, Vlame often felt that the light would suddenly dim, making it seem like he couldn't see his hand in front of his face even in broad daylight.

"This will be your training environment from now on. How does it sound?"

"To be honest, it's quite remarkable that the elven race can live in the forest for so long. I certainly can't last that long."

Upon hearing this, Frilian nodded. "I wholeheartedly agree, but I am actually one of the minority who go out like this. Don't worry, I won't let you stay in the forest all the time. Apart from daily lessons, I won't restrict my apprentice's activities."

"Assuming I can pass through the illusion?"

"of course."

Vlame felt a pang of anxiety at the prospect of a challenge. Despite the seemingly basic structure of the technique, it was anything but simple. The designer had cleverly concealed the flaws and compensated for them.

Even the Demon General perished here; it will probably take me quite a while to pass its test.

Half a day later, the two leisurely arrived at the entrance of the Elf Village.

Millie Adele, as always, sat drinking at the village camp entrance, a staff beside her, looking every bit the part of a guard. Upon seeing the silver and red figures, she instantly sobered up and couldn't help but ask:

"They're back so soon? Looks like those demons weren't very strong at all?"

She took the opportunity to give her people a sense of security.

"Yes, things went quite smoothly. There won't be any demonic threats for a while."

"Soon?"

The elves' conversation opened Volame's eyes; he had clearly spent half a month with his teacher.

During this time, Frilian often dawdled, such as spending a whole day strolling through the shopping street and another whole day wandering around the city walls, claiming to experience the local customs and culture as if she had come from afar. Only when she had free time would she teach her some magical knowledge.

Of course, it often had an enlightening effect, and thanks to the guidance of a good teacher, she made rapid progress, far surpassing the so-called magic apprentices of the nobles in the city.

"Have you taken on an apprentice?"

"Her name is Vlamé, a child I rescued by chance, and she has quite a bit of talent."

"Hello, Lady Milie Adele. I've heard my teacher mention you. You're one of the most powerful magicians in the elven village."

"Actually, I'm not good at fighting; I just have magic power."

The drunken elf, unfazed by the flattery, said, "Everything is normal in the village, feel free to move in. We're not xenophobic, especially towards short-lived species; we won't get along for long anyway."

Despite this, Vlame's expression still darkened.

As for Frilian, she gave her old acquaintance a slightly reproachful look before leading her apprentice into the village.

As mentioned, the elves treated her with great courtesy after hearing that she had taken on an apprentice, and were very interested in this whim, but then turned their backs on her.

I was initially worried about being ostracized as an outsider, but that didn't actually happen, especially since the target was a short-lived species. Even the most mischievous kid can't outrun a mosquito compared to humans; they'll just die out in a summer.

indifferent.

This is the feeling most elves give off: they will never bother you, but expecting to have a heart-to-heart talk with them is wishful thinking.

For Vlame, the village had a lot of people, but it was not very lively. Perhaps it was very lively in the time scale of the elves, but to humans, many residents had been lying down for a long time without moving around.

She made her way into the workshop.

What comes into view is a dazzling array of utensils and materials.

Frillie casually laid out a huge pile of related items she had purchased from the magic shop, too lazy to categorize them, just using whichever was convenient, since she had memorized them all anyway.

"Wait, don't you make any labels? I heard that every mage has to compile basic information and put it on, just like in the shop."

"Isn't it enough to just memorize them all? Besides, it will understand once it senses them."

High-level strategy is something Vlamé cannot understand.

Since that's the case, she joined in the arrangement work. After a while, the table, cabinets, and even the floor were full of bottles and jars, as well as some monster materials that looked rather dangerous. It was hard to imagine how many troublesome creatures were hidden there.

"It's all set. Let's get started. Your current strength is enough to receive my blessing and enhancement."

Frillie has already fine-tuned the amplification of the magic ring fragments over the past few days, and it's worth a try.

"what?"

“I’m not referring to magical power or how many muscles you have. The key is will. I’m cultivating in you the belief that you have the qualifications to match it. You are a genius, Vlame.”

"No, no, I'm still far from good enough. Can't I be a little more conservative?"

"Then how much time do you think the demons will give humanity? Maybe ten years, no, they'll be at our gates again next year, and you'll still be powerless."

After a moment's hesitation, Vlame nodded firmly.

The red-haired girl stood there with her eyes closed and her lips bitten, looking both afraid and expectant, ready to receive the so-called blessing and enhancement at any moment.

"There's no need to exaggerate like that."

Frilian said easily, "In principle, I strengthened your soul and fed it back to your body, which amplified it across the board. It also improved your soul magic adaptability, making you the human in the world most compatible with soul magic."

"You may feel some discomfort, but it won't hurt. Just focus on letting your guard down and accepting the magic."

Since returning to reality, she has meticulously studied the powers related to the Great Rune every single day. Of course, she has figured out the patterns, making it incredibly easy for her to strengthen the still-developing child's body.

In the new world, the fragments mainly rely on the user's blessings rather than the Golden Tree.

That's simple.

Since Frilian possesses the most complete soul power system and has immense magical power, choosing a recipient for her blessing would be easy. Giving it to her own apprentice would be a natural choice; the key is whether she cooperates.

"I'm ready, teacher, please come on."

After taking a deep breath, Vlame watched as the silver-haired girl held up a mysterious golden fragment in her hands, its shimmering light dazzling and captivating.

The next moment, it suddenly burst forth with light, enveloping its body.

At that moment, Frilian picked up the Great Rune in one hand and gently touched her apprentice's brow with the other. Instantly, the latter felt a warm sensation flowing through his meridians, as if his soul was resonating and leaping with joy, eager to ascend to a new stage.

She fully embraced the power as instructed, and sure enough, a large amount of soul power entered her body.

Wow!

The power, though seemingly internal, burst forth as a whirlwind, sweeping through the entire workshop and nearly lifting Volameh off her feet. Yet, Frilian remained unsatisfied and continued to channel excess soul power into him.

She has no shortage of these soul-enhancing materials, and they don't affect her, since her true form constantly exudes a powerful soul aura.

With increased force, a gust of wind, carrying magical power, rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

The villagers kept glancing at them.

Even with the elf's lazy style, one can't help but pay attention, because the commotion is indeed quite big. How come they've made such a big news so soon after returning?

However, they were used to seeing Frillie conduct experiments.

The workshop storm lasted only a moment before it began to weaken. The originally weak and scattered soul power was not wasted; it was all recalled by Frilian and finally slammed into Vlamem's forehead, reaching its peak energy!

Boom!

At the same time as a loud explosion in his mind, Vlame opened his eyes. What he saw was a gust of wind that had blown away and shattered tables, chairs, bottles and jars, leaving nothing behind.

At the same time, a continuous stream of power rose within him, and he subconsciously tried it out.

"I tracked the soul crystal fragment, and I did it!"

“Yes, to be honest, according to the standards of our world, soul magic is a semi-systematic, semi-exclusive magic of mine, which is difficult to teach to others. Therefore, I directly gave you adaptability, and the problem was solved. But you were able to use it immediately based on just a few words I said before, which shows great talent.”