Frillian in the Elden Ring

The next major enhancement will depend on the technology of the Eternal Dynasty. As long as there is relevant research data, tracing the source will not be a problem. Anyway, she is best at this area of magic experimental theory, so she can just follow the steps.

"Thank you very much. I'm sorry for taking up quite a bit of your time."

As she was speaking, Fulilian paid a large sum of runes as a reward, and after all the trouble, she was almost left penniless.

"It doesn't matter. It's my job. Besides, you always give me so much."

"I'm sure I'll have more trouble with you later. After all, the ashes need further adjustment for different functions, but unfortunately, we don't have enough materials... There are quite a few lily of the valley in the cemetery, but I've hardly encountered any high-level ones. Could they also be on the Yatan Plateau?"

"Don't worry, just visit more ruins. The older the better. You'll always find materials there."

"Then I should probably leave soon."

Seeing the silver-haired girl Roderica preparing to leave, she nodded reluctantly. They had been training spirits together for such a long time but had barely spoken a word. Everyone was probably too busy and was always spurred by the drastic changes in the world.

This is especially urgent for the Fragment King. It is said that Lienia has been recuperating for ten years and will probably start organizing armed forces in the latter half.

"Wait, your armor parts are all made."

Xiu Gu solemnly handed over a cloth bag and said, "This is the longest piece I've ever made."

"I'll take care of it."

"Well, I hope this equipment will become as famous as the other demigod armors."

Fulilian waved to her two companions and headed for the Great Blessing. In the entire Round Table Hall, they were the most trustworthy. The others had their own agendas and didn't necessarily share the same path.

The long warm and safe time is over, and it's time to go back.

She took one last glance at Sir Baizhi's room before disappearing into the Great Blessing, and the atmosphere in the hall finally relaxed.

After watching the silver-haired girl leave, Ofnir took a deep breath. He finally got rid of this guy. Who knew if this farewell would bring news of death or another piece of good news?

The sunny days in Lienia are clearer than ever before.

When Fulilian arrived at the academy's blessed spot after a long absence, she found that the town had expanded again and the thick fog that lingered all year round had thinned out.

"It seems I've been gone for a while, but it shouldn't have been long."

For the immortal species, the difference of one or two years is too lazy to calculate, so she doesn't care how much time has passed. As usual, she returns to the academy to deal with accumulated government affairs, inspect research, and cure zombies.

as usual.

No news was the best news. She had been traveling for too long these days, so she decided to take this opportunity to stay at the magic academy and continue her daily activities. The nobles were also happy with this, after all, there were always some matters that required the king's authority to decide.

During this period, the Southern Army's cleanup of the entire Lienia region went smoothly, and they would occasionally ask Fulilian to join them in conquering difficult mazes.

For example, the sealed prison of thieves, used to deal with Adam, the fire thief.

His death brought a precious gift: [Flame of the Evil God], and it was a prayer that was currently in limited supply.

One of the prayers that directly manifests the power of the Fire Giant is one of the "Legendary Prayers."

[Can throw a blazing ball of fire, said to harbor an evil spirit. The ball slowly flies toward the target, exploding and blazing all around.]

This is the prayer that Adam stole.

[This is the secret hidden by the "Head of the Observers" Arganti]

[It is said that the evil god still exists in the body of the fire giant]

There are simply too many abilities in Fulilian's hands to release flames, but the evil flames from the giants seem to be more corrosive and have some special spreading effects. No wonder she was feared by the goddess Marika in the past.

However, she tried several times but was not as powerful as the legend said. If he was really strong enough, then Adam the Fire Thief would not lose to her so easily.

There is no shortage of powerful abilities at the border area that are terrifying in nature, but the users have lowered their lower limits. Over time, successors who learn them will lose some of their brilliance and have to slowly recover.

There is also a small episode where Melina warns the giant that fire is dangerous and even repulsive.

Forget it.

In that case, Fulilian could only pretend that the evil flame didn't exist, but she silently remembered that the giant was guarding the treasure, and these cultists were causing trouble. Then again, what flame could be stronger than the First Fire?

In addition, the Dujuan Sealed Prison was taken down by the army, and the Black Knife Mark was indeed dropped from the maze ruins.

The current strength of the Southern Army is enough to deal with most enemies, and occasionally send ashes to help. There is no need for a demigod to take action.

Therefore, Frelian spent most of her time in the academy studying various kinds of magic with teachers Serlian, Tops and the apprentices of the Mystic Creation of Life. With the help of mages from other academies, she immersed herself in the ocean of knowledge every day.

Lienya's business entered a period of steady growth.

Time flies...

Therefore, Fulilian's frequency of returning to reality has increased significantly.

As the direct disciples grow older and are about to enter the golden period of magic study, they must be given the best training, so let Volame lay a solid foundation.

When it soars into the sky, it will be enough to make the demons feel what pain is.

……

Elf Village Forest.

The spring sunshine is bright, the warm breeze is gentle, and the mountains are covered with lush greenery.

The picturesque scenery is full of tranquil beauty, but this may not be the case for the birds and animals living there. Almost every day, there are rumbling noises coming from the depths, which often stir up smoke and dust, and can be seen even at the edge of the forest.

It turns out that time brings adaptation, and even the most timid sparrows gradually become comfortable staying on the branches and looking out, or even ignoring it.

Although I don’t know what happened, the monsters disappeared, which is good news.

They were originally causing destruction and occupying different areas, but were defeated one after another, and the area became increasingly quiet. The vacated ecological niches naturally provided opportunities for the forest to flourish.

Warehouse outside the village.

A girl with an orange ponytail dragged over the remains of a monster. It resembled a hippopotamus, with thick, rough skin and flesh. However, its body was covered in a dense web of fist and kick marks, some even piercing wounds. It was likely killed by a powerful beating.

The hunter Volame clapped his hands and threw it to the ground, and at the same time began to decompose the different materials skillfully.

Millie Adele, who was guarding the village entrance, sighed with a twitching mouth:

"It's really tragic, not elegant at all."

"My master made me major in warrior combat techniques and magic theory when I was young. Only a strong physique can accommodate stronger magic."

She laughed out loud, full of heroic spirit.

"Flillian is probably just looking for a durable human flesh vessel for magic. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to withstand her bizarre research."

"And with your appearance."

The elf took a sip of wine and laughed, "Who would believe someone who claims their age in a novel? Humans grow up so fast."

Compared to the short and thin red-haired girl in the past, Volame is now tall and straight, almost the same height as Millie Adele, gradually showing the graceful curves of a woman. In addition, she has been exercising all the time, and her skin is delicate and her facial features are exquisite. Her bright eyes seem to see through everything.

Her magic power is even more different. In just a few years, she has refined it to the level of an adult magician, and it is increasing more and more, faster and faster. In terms of magic power alone, it is not inferior to others.

Moreover, Volame was mainly studying the theory of magic, and his main focus was combat skills.

This is scary!

Now that he is so powerful without magic, what will happen in the future?

As far as Millie Adele knew, whenever Frelian had free time, she would teach her apprentice new fighting skills, such as endurance, footwork and other basic skills, as well as various magic uses, dozens or even hundreds of them.

You really teach so much? Maybe you treat your apprentice like a living library, but Flame has learned it all.

Faced with her master's generous teachings, she truly mastered the art of integration, integrating the strengths of various schools without mixing them up. She harnessed seemingly disparate powers for her own benefit, becoming a mage warrior rather than a magician.

Now Volame's physical fitness is unfathomable. Since he can kill a monster with his bare hands, it can be imagined that he is no less than a powerful warrior.

As usual, Fulilian studied magic while sleeping for long periods of time, sometimes for several months.

Come on, both the master and the disciple are outrageous.

"Speaking of which, the magic she brings has been getting more and more exaggerated lately, like the Tops force field."

Millie Adele sighed, and ripples appeared in her hands as she repeatedly flipped a fireball over a spoon. This was a training method she had invented. She needed to cultivate proficiency, unlike the monster master and apprentice who could do it right away.

Although the force field is not strong enough to launch mass attacks, it greatly improves the mage's survivability when combined with the twisted light wall, making it easy to use in daily combat drills.

"Master's unique magic is indeed powerful and very suitable for her."

"It's good enough for a mage to find his own path, let alone one so extraordinary."

"In my opinion, Master's magic is not inferior to those ostentatious demon sages, and he can even compete with the Seven Collapse Sages who are above them."

Volame's eyes lit up.

However, Millie Adele shook the wine jug boredly, as if asking if she was drunk.

"You're such an ignorant kid! Those guys are truly at the top of the world. No one knows who will win without a fight. Besides, Fulilian's unique magic isn't good at direct combat. Responding to the power generated within her means she's still a ways off from the demons obsessed with fighting."

"Then what other similar magic is there?"

"According to the principle, Freellian possesses the ability to 'dream of new magic' and is said to 'know all the magic in the world'. This is Celie's ability."

For example, if I have magic related to wine, it can be considered as responding to my inner heart.

In short, mages with a unique or specialized magic are already rare, let alone those with strong enough unique abilities. Furthermore, it's easy to find powerful mages who aren't good at direct combat.

For example, magic like Celia and Frillian requires long-term cultivation, otherwise it is meaningless for ordinary people to possess this kind of magic.

The demons have been fighting from beginning to end, and their awakened magic can easily transform their combat power. Therefore, Miriadelle has only one thought for them:

Stay away.

I don't want to think about anything else except the most basic magic training.

The Elf Village is much more martial than before, and people are gradually starting to practice, without having to take risks themselves.

What's more, the most powerful sleepyhead, Furlian, often sleeps in the village. Once there is any disturbance, she will wake up at the first time. Together with herself, she can definitely protect the village.

She was thinking comfortably when she saw Volame with a mocking look on his face after he had decomposed the Warcraft materials.

"Kid, what do you think?"

"Master said that magic relies on power and imagination, but when considering the broader realm of combat, there's another factor: will. Or perhaps it's called courage. If a person doesn't possess a superior courage, no matter how powerful the force is, they won't be able to respond."

Millie Adele snorted coldly: "What a twisted logic! She hasn't really had much willpower even though she's been staying in the village all this time..."

Having said that, she was speechless for the second half of the sentence. After all, everyone had seen how Fulilian had behaved so far. She was just saying it as a friend, and at the same time, she was trying to establish her authority over the child.

As for how much effect it has, you can tell by looking at Volame's smile.

"Well, I drank too much."

"It's okay, Sister Adele. What I meant is that you made me realize that Master was right. A person also needs courage and determination. My determination is to drive out the demons and usher in the era of humanity."

"Why are you suddenly making such bold statements?"

She raised her eyebrows mid-sentence and asked, "Using me as a negative example?"

"what."

The innocent smile of the red-haired girl made the drunken elf unable to hold back. Today, he would use his sister's authority to teach the child a lesson.

In an instant, an astonishing magical power rose from the center of the village and quickly became active.

Dark clouds descended, the sky darkened, and even the sunny forest crept under this force. A certain lazy elf awoke, as if to demonstrate with concrete action what it meant to be full of powerful magic!

Lying on the bed, Fulilian opened her eyes and found that it was a familiar ceiling. It was not the majestic feeling of a castle, but the decoration style of a small wooden cabin.

"I am back."

After yawning, she slowly sat up and looked around:

The bedroom was plain, consisting of a carpet, a desk and chair, a large bookshelf, and a random collection of research materials. The only hint of life was the potted flowers, still swaying beautifully in the wind.

There wasn't much dust on the table, probably because Volame came to clean it from time to time. After all, no one else could avoid triggering the spell except her.

Even Millie Adele would be blocked by the barrier, because when she was sleeping, there was no way to be sure whether it was the drunkard who was having a tantrum. It would be difficult to deal with if her magical dream of the game was disturbed.

She immediately used her magic to sense it.

He even did not forget to verify it again by looking in the mirror, divination, stimulating pain, etc.

"It's reality."

Most people might find this inexplicable, an overreaction, but hunters who have experienced the Yharnam Dream believe it is necessary, not to mention that they still have the power of the related ancient gods firmly suppressed within them.

If it weren't for Yharnam's cursed journey that made Fulilian hate dream-related abilities, there would be an illusionist in reality who could make people fall into dreams in a second.

"I heard that among the Seven Collapse Sages there are magicians who can manipulate illusions. I wonder how they compare to the Ancient Gods?"

After collecting her thoughts, she began to wash up.

The water flowing over her face cleared her mind, and she combed her long silver hair, which took quite a while due to her slow movements. However, this rare moment of relaxation itself was a rest and recuperation, better than waking up at the magic academy to face a mountain of paperwork and meetings.