Frilian at Elden Ring

That's all.

In reality, many strong-definition concept magic spells are ineffective. For example, seemingly simple spells like cleaning utensils or making books smell fragrant are ineffective because they involve rules.

Frillian believes it's better to continue using the power of the game to deal with the game.

“My magical research has reached a bottleneck. Among them, the research on the soul is the most important. It is related to my repair of the borderland, my teaching of Vlame, and the possibility of giving Melina a physical body... I should go to the magic academy to take a look first.”

"Get the Nymgford cave sorted out as soon as possible before that happens..."

She had a general plan in mind, prioritizing tasks according to their importance and urgency. At worst, they would conquer Lake Lienia, with Gelid pushing forward a little at a time, working together to achieve their goal.

Yeah.

After all, the Ionian Flower, which becomes more and more convenient to use, needs more research samples. Going to the battlefield ruins of that time is the first choice. There are a lot of things to do. After a short rest, it will be busy again.

The silver-haired girl stretched and began tidying up the various materials on the table, at the same time Millie Adele pushed open the door and entered.

"We accidentally damaged a barrier during training just now. Do you have any replacement materials?"

"Wait a minute, Vlame will go buy it."

She's getting more and more used to having an assistant. It's so easy. No wonder so many mages in real life like to take on disciples. Are they just doing hard labor?

However, he had taught Vlame real skills, imparting almost everything except for the dangerous parts. Once he mastered them, the short-lived creature's growth rate would definitely give the demons a headache.

"Speaking of which, are you planning to go into a long-term sleep for several years?"

"No, I will wake up often, but the activity time may not be as long as this time."

"That's good."

"Is something the matter?"

"I simply feel insecure without you."

Millie Adele said worriedly, "I don't think the demons will give up easily. They might send a Seventh-Rank Sage."

Upon hearing this, Frilian nodded. "That's a possibility, but don't worry. If it happens, I'll handle it. Rather, I'm in a deep sleep to acquire more methods and find a more reliable power to deal with the unsolvable curse."

If one can further refine soul magic, one can even actively unleash a trace of the power of the Primordial Flame, enough to protect the body.

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In Frilian's view, "later" in "later sleep" is of course the standard of the elves.

If the village is a small world with a slow sense of time, then the border area is a place where everyone is a long-lived race with a slow pace. They are not in a hurry. The magic ring has been broken for more than a day or two, so they can wait and don't even feel that anyone is in a hurry.

Since that's the case, she'll focus on practical matters first.

Vlame's teaching went very smoothly; he grasped the basics almost instantly. In particular, his physical strength improved rapidly after his soul was enhanced, allowing him to accommodate stronger soul magic.

This child's talent is at the level of being favored by goddesses, and with the blessing of the magic ring, he can be considered top in both worlds. It would be difficult for him not to be strong.

However, Frilian believes that her style is more suited to practical combat and that she should spar more.

Training Course.

After several expansions and modifications, it became comparable in size to a village, with bedrock paving the ground and a powerful defensive barrier surrounding it to ensure the dissipation of any residual effects. In addition, some monsters were captured and imprisoned for future experiments or as sparring partners.

In order to collect sandbags for her true disciples, she traversed the forest and captured most of the monsters.

During this time, the monster world was in complete chaos, with silver-haired girls flying around capturing one monster after another, even the regional overlords were no exception.

Nowadays, the training ground has also become a place for many elves to gather. After all, once you decide to become stronger, you can't afford to be lazy. The building under your feet, which resembles a gladiator, is arguably the most active place in the elf village.

Frillie was the first to arrive at the very center.

She held a basic, beginner-level staff to avoid using too much force, and in her other hand she held a wooden sword, which was also wrapped in a layer of cloth.

"It's time to assess your basic combat skills. Once you pass, you'll begin the next stage of systematic magic instruction. Vlame, remember to call out if you get seriously injured."

"learn."

"It's good that you can wear such heavy clothing. The stronger the defense, the better, as long as it doesn't hinder your movement."

The red-haired girl in front of him wore a breastplate that fit her petite, still-developing body. Her arms and calves also had varying degrees of armor, making her look like a lightly armed warrior. Yet, the staff she held was full of magical energy.

To maximize the margin for error, you should wear armor.

Her magical reflexes are comparable to those of a novice human mage, surpassing the apprentice level and qualifying her to participate in battle as a support.

But who would have thought that Vlamé knew martial arts?

The next moment, Frilian launched a magical shockwave, not even considered magic, but simply using magic as a cannon to create a physical impact, which was relatively safe and enough to train her opponent. But then the red-haired girl activated her endurance, along with a defensive barrier.

In real combat, fragile mages are easily interrupted and lose their rhythm of battle, so it's better to just withstand one attack and then counterattack.

"What kind of mage is as tough as you? What kind of magic do you and your master use?"

Millie Adele, watching from a distance, raised an eyebrow. She had long been unable to hold back her anger at these two; they were becoming increasingly outrageous.

Whoops!

The tracking soul crystal from Vlame concealed its form, while a dark mass enveloped it, prompting Frilian to use the same defensive barrier to resist.

However, it can only slow things down; most of the time, you have to dodge.

Why did she teach special magic that can penetrate defenses? Training her is exhausting too. There are actually dozens of ways to deal with it, but most of them require abandoning interaction and becoming a "you do your thing, I do mine" situation—what's the point of training then?

A powerful mage can only be cultivated through sufficient back-and-forth combat.

Suddenly a long sword emerged from the dust and aimed straight at her face, but Frillie dodged it by tilting her head.

Still unwilling to give up, Vlame pressed his advantage with several more moves, his blade as fast as lightning, while simultaneously launching a ferocious offensive in conjunction with the crystal blocks.

"Not bad, it's good enough for mid-range."

Hearing the praise, she dared not relax for a moment, because it meant the teacher would check her performance in the next stage. Sure enough, Frilian used a flight spell to create distance and looked down from above.

Despite learning magic from demons, he's becoming increasingly proficient, and it'll probably be written down and spread soon, while I still don't know how.

"Be careful."

Centered on the silver-haired girl, countless beams of light swept across the training ground, intertwining like a spider web, dense and impenetrable.

Faced with such firepower, Vlame was unable to dodge and was sent flying backwards, crashing to the ground. But the next moment, she gritted her teeth, got up, and barely managed to block the attack with her defensive barrier. She subconsciously touched her armor and found that there was indeed a large dent.

Fortunately, it was a pure magical impact, seemingly impressive but actually weak.

A contest of mobility wouldn't work, so she chose to hold her ground, trying not to leave any openings, carefully observing Frilian's attack gaps, and then launching a long-range crystal block sniping attack, so fast that even Frilian had to activate a defensive barrier and dodge.

One of the major advantages of the Soul Magic attack mechanism is its armor penetration. Opponents can't just stand still and rely on barriers to deal with it. You have to use dodge in conjunction with it, which will definitely slow down the attack.

Even a novice like Vlamé found a chance to catch his breath and launch a large-scale counterattack.

Rumbling--

The magic of the master and disciple collided from a distance, intertwining like raindrops, annihilating the light rain from both above and below.

The speed was too fast; such a collision relied almost entirely on the caster's subconscious reaction, yet their astonishing synchronization demonstrated the sensitivity of their reflexes.

At the same time, the two continuously moved and bombarded the area.

Both its mobility and firepower were breathtaking, leaving the surrounding elves dumbfounded. They knew perfectly well that it had left them far behind, and that only a few could probably match Vlame at his current level.

She was clearly someone everyone was watching cultivate, yet her progress was incredibly rapid.

"So this is what Frilian meant when she said the age of humanity was coming..."

Even the most oblivious Millie Adele realized that a powerful mage was destined to rise, and not through self-study or incomplete knowledge as is common today. She received a systematic and comprehensive education, taught not through rote learning but through a set of research logic instilled by her mentor, Frilian.

Vlamé will carry on this legacy; his own talent combined with his teacher's guidance will likely produce groundbreaking results, provided, of course, that he grows up safely and peacefully.

It's still not quite there yet.

Sure enough, Vlame suddenly lost her power in the next move, coming to an abrupt end. Her magic was exhausted, and she lay there stiffly, without any strength left.

The intense battle was over, but the biggest weakness in magic power was exposed. In contrast, Frilian, who had been using the most wasteful methods throughout, recovered completely with just a breath, and her magic power remained unchanged.

She slowly landed and walked up to the red-haired girl.

"You're already very impressive. Magic power can only be improved over time, so don't be disappointed."

"No, I'm very happy. I feel like I've seen a bit of the teacher's back, and that kind of power isn't out of reach."

"Fool, this is just a beginner's illusion. One day you will know how profound my power is, and then you can go back to the realm that you think is within reach."

"Will I prove my true skill then?"

"of course."

91

Chapter 91 It's time to return to the borderlands.

Upon hearing the teacher's comments, Vlame burst into laughter, and her fatigue was greatly relieved.

According to Frilian's assessment, she had just reached the level of "arrogantly believing she could catch up with the magicians of the Age of Gods," at least she had some discernment, and her observational ability was on par with those blind demons.

Her true strength remains unknown.

She was aware of this herself. Although the villagers said she was a young elf, her body had actually grown stronger at a human pace.

Vlame even speculated that his teacher was among the strongest.

Besides, Frilian grew up amidst the lingering influence of the mythological era, giving her some knowledge and experience. Furthermore, her awakening of the unique magic "Dream Training" only advanced her further. So how does she compare to the Demon King?

However, fighting against the demons is her mission, and it is up to her to change her fate of being slaughtered. Even if Frilian is strong, she shouldn't ask her for help. Master and disciple have their own goals...

boom!

Suddenly, the silver-haired girl flicked her forehead, as if a wisp of magic flowed through it.

"Teacher, what is this thing?"

"A little trick about soul magic: if your injuries become severe enough, it will trigger protection and summon me. With your current strength, you won't be easily threatened with death. If you are, it's probably because of an ambush, being hunted down by a powerful figure, or some other form of bullying. I will avenge you. Of course, don't think you can rest easy, because if I arrive late, it will be because I've already avenged you."

"You don't need to protect me like this, and what if it's someone like Qi Bengxian, a user of curses?"

"Volatour joked."

"That's exactly what I'm going to teach you how to deal with them."

"How can it be!"