Frillian in the Elden Ring

It is impossible to expect everyone to behave honestly for ten years. There must be someone behind the scenes plotting this. To be on the safe side, she'd better pay more attention to the situation.

There are new developments in the Scarlet Corruption research so don't delay.

After much thought, she believed that the demons were accumulating troops, Volame was growing, and Gaileed was brewing disasters. They happened to be in a period of inactivity, so it would be safer to continue staying in the Elf Village.

The clever and obedient disciple spoke first: "I need to practice for a while longer. Thank you, boss. See you later."

"Well, I look forward to your next visit."

The two parties have always had a pleasant cooperation. It is rare for a small shop to have stable customers, not to mention that they are the famous magicians of the Age of Gods and their direct disciples.

Everyone used to think that Volame was just lucky, but now they have to admit that this child is a genius. There are quite a few magicians, monsters and even demons who have been defeated by her. She is definitely one of the pillars of future human combat power.

Just as the two men walked out of the shop, they were met by a carriage escorted by soldiers and a waiter.

"Respected Lord Fulilian, my master, Lord Wayne, cordially invites you to attend the banquet."

"I don't like excitement."

"How about a private meeting? The topic will surely interest you."

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Chapter 134 President.

The palace of the city lord.

Wayne was waiting anxiously in the living room, not sure whether someone as aloof as Flillian would agree to come to the somewhat noisy manor.

While waiting, he looked at the invitation in front of him and instructed the butler:

"Put together all the information that needs to be passed on to Lady Fulilian. Even if she doesn't accept it, you still have to pass it on."

"As ordered."

Countless people tried to win over the Age of Gods magicians, but they were frustrated by their lack of connections. Originally, his disciple, Volame, was a possible avenue, but unfortunately, he was often absent and too good at evading requests, leading to a pile of letters to the city lord.

After all, he had some interactions with Fulilian when he was the commander, and together they won the battle that changed the situation in central China.

"There's nothing valuable in this. The only message I really want to convey is..."

Wayne took out a letter with a staff emblem.

The emerging Mage Association is inviting outstanding people from all walks of life.

And with Celia's presence behind the scenes, I never expected such a legendary figure to instigate this matter. A long-lost spark of interest has been ignited. This truly cannot be neglected.

No one can ignore this person's will. Similarly, we must also put in 120% of our energy to welcome another important figure who is no less powerful. It is quite lively in the mansion today.

Not only that.

In addition to him, there were also many envoys from the southern kingdom, nobles, organization representatives and other figures in the city who came to participate in the event.

On the one hand, he wanted to visit Commander Wayne, who was famous in the upper class circles, and on the other hand, he wanted to pay homage to the legendary magician of the Age of Gods.

Although Fulilian was far less active than Celia, her reputation and achievements were impeccable. Over the years, her fame had spread further and further, thanks in no small part to her apprentice's promotion.

Volame, the most talented among her peers, is her direct disciple.

"Come to think of it, the last time the flying dragon monsters wreaked havoc in the Elven Forest and along the trade route, it was all thanks to Volame's hunting, but I didn't have time to pay her the reward..."

Wayne opened the memo.

The steward reminded: "He will return to the forest after the operation, so you should pay him as soon as possible."

"Geniuses are always different from ordinary people."

From the perspective of ordinary people, Volame seems to be a bit of a homebody, even though he is already strong enough to be active and make a career.

"It should be Lady Fulilian who taught him. After all, the styles of master and apprentice are similar. Besides, the magician Volame is still young. If he is forced to come in, he would be considered a boy scout. He is not capable of fighting against the demons."

"I almost forgot her age!"

After all, he is just over ten years old, but his maturity, stability and strong strength always make people overlook this fact.

The potential of the human race is fully manifested in Volame. Every time they meet, there is a further magical reaction, which is increasing day by day, with no end in sight. Moreover, the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and it is sure to usher in another explosive growth around the time of adulthood.

Could it be that Fulilian, as a teacher, was planning to first train a student who could stand on his own? Even the magician level was not worthy of her attention?

Ring!

The carriage arrived at the manor gate with a crisp sound. Seeing this, Wayne quickly stood up and walked forward.

Inside the carriage, Volame stared at the luxurious courtyard with wide eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "Master actually accepted the invitation."

"Because it's about the Magic Association, it's at least a platform. You'll definitely come into contact with it in the future, so why don't I take a look at what it's like first? Besides, they provide magic books."

"I thought you were going to say there wouldn't be anything left after a few hundred years."

"Yes, so consider it as paving the way for my apprentice. Without you, responding to the whims of humans and organizing things would be a waste of effort."

Fulilian shook her head in boredom.

When she was alone, she had experienced the period when humans claimed to have established relevant organizations. She heard about it one time, but it disappeared the next time she inquired about it. She didn't know whether it could persist.

Volame, who was sitting across from him, sighed, also knowing this part of history.

She was like a link between her master and the civilized world. Otherwise, Fulilian would probably like to study magic until the end of time, occasionally showing her skills in major crises, and otherwise she would probably not be remembered by history.

But this time she finally has a chance to change, because the person who created the association is also an elf, and the oldest known elf.

In a sense, Celie is probably the oldest person in the world.

When the carriage stopped, Wayne greeted him respectfully.

He stood in the front row, with the butler and eldest son beside him, and a line of servants behind him. The red carpet under his feet extended to the hallway.

The specifications are quite high.

Due to the victory in the last defensive battle, Wayne's power has increased, but he has not forgotten who brought him here, so he showed great respect, just like the first time they met.

"Long time no see, Lady Fulilian, Lady Volame, thank you for your presence."

"Hello."

The red-haired girl responded with a skillful salute. After all, she had seen similar solicitations and hospitality many times during city events, and it helped her master avoid many trivial matters.

"I'm mainly interested in magic books, and you said it was founded by Celie?"

"That's right, go in and tell us in detail."

Upon arriving at the reception room, servants brought in tea and snacks, steaming hot and at the perfect temperature, clearly having been prepared for quite some time. Although they had no idea that the master and disciple would suddenly enter the city, they hurriedly followed the formalities.

Wayne, who was sitting in the main seat, ordered his attendants to hand over piles of magic books.

It's been a while since Fulilian last got the right to borrow books at will, and there have been new things in the meantime.

She immediately began to flip through the book without paying attention to anyone else, and the city lord did not take it as a surprise and continued to introduce:

The tremendous victory at North Wind Fortress prompted even the most conservative kingdoms to consider widespread magic adoption, leading to a surge in the number of individuals involved. Coincidentally, Celie, now in the Magic City, began gathering personnel to establish the framework for the Association. With both fame and power, she quickly secured the organization's expansion. The demands of war spurred the Association's growth, with numerous magicians joining and others being invited...

Gradually, Fulilian put down the magic book.

Because if you listen carefully, you can tell that these people are more serious than before. After all, there was no such big threat as the demon war in the past.

Nowadays, humans have enough motivation to work hard to develop magic technology. If they are not serious, they will really lose their lives. No wonder the association is booming, not to mention with Celia's endorsement.

So this senior is the worldly type? Or is he just looking for fun?

It is not her style to guess other people's motives. The key lies in how the organization is run. If the foundation is strong, she can go with the flow.

"Lady Fulilian, I heard that this letter was written by Lady Celia herself. Please take a look."

Wayne handed it over solemnly with both hands. In his opinion, this was an epic intersection between two magicians of the Age of Gods. There should have been no connection between the two parties in the past.

There is only one line of words when it is opened:

"I'm quite serious about the association's affairs and won't let it go easily. I'll discuss the rest in detail when I meet you."

After expressing her attitude, she didn't try to persuade anyone, just gave a vague invitation and ended it... It was very much in the style of the elves, and she really understood the concerns of the elves. Having her around meant there was an extra level of stability.

In addition, the letter also came with the emblem of the Grand Magician.

No.

It was a higher level, a strange style that even Fulilian was not familiar with.

"My Lord, that stands for Honorary President. While the title currently exists, no one holds it. Only Lady Celia bears the true title of President. If you accept, then every level of the organization will have corresponding personnel, and the structure will be complete."

"I accept."

Wayne had initially thought he'd have to spend some time conversing, but he didn't expect the other person to just glance at the letter and nod. It probably only had a few words, right? Was this just some elven understanding?

All in all, it's much easier. I just need to explain a few more things and get Fleury's signature.

He continued, "Currently, the association's governance is rather loose. Everyone does their own thing and maintains basic rules. In addition, local governments will provide some conveniences for travel, taxation, and so on. However, these will require some contributions. Of course, there are no special requirements for the president..."

"I do have some contributions to make to you. You can't take benefits for free. I will transfer some special magic to the association."

"It's not something dangerous, right? Others might not be able to handle it."

At this point in the conversation, Wayne couldn't help but think of the blooming scarlet flowers, and almost shivered.

In addition, the well-known Thunder of Destruction, Radiant Sword Circle, Angel Light Pillar, etc. are all large-scale, highly lethal types, and are definitely difficult to master.

Just hearing the name of magic from Volame was terrifying.

"Don't worry, it's just healing magic."

In fact, the most stable and potentially popular technology that Freellian has is only related to healing, because she did the most in-depth research in the early days, striving to make it available to all elves, and her development goal is to popularize it.

The rest are too unconventional and even dangerous.

"Speaking of which, I have also joined the Magicians' Association. On behalf of the local branch, I welcome you, President Fulilian."

"Ah."

Volame's eyes sparkled as he said, "So, Master is now the Guild Master? Suddenly, he's got the title of a big shot! Perhaps you didn't know this, but this is the equivalent of a top-tier noble."

"It's just a small matter. As long as you study hard in the future, becoming the president won't be a problem."

"The president is Lady Celie."

"She won't stay in that position forever. After ten years or so, she'll probably get bored and call it retirement."

Fulilian had indeed never seen what Celia looked like, so she didn't know much about her, but she knew elves very well.

Moreover, there is news that the president is recruiting disciples and should be looking for talents. Unfortunately, no matter how talented he is, he cannot compare to Volame's qualifications. This child is naturally talented and with training, he is definitely a genius of all ages.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired girl smiled.

At least I am better than Senior Celia in teaching apprentices. No matter who else you find as a genius, he cannot be as good as the only true disciple who has integrated many of my knowledge achievements.

"Since you are the president, do you have the authority to allow new members to join directly?"

"Of course."

"Your Excellency, City Lord, I believe that Volame already possesses the strength of a magician. There's no need for further scrutiny. Her battle record is sufficient, and I believe you've all seen Volame's performance."

"She's quite active. Some experienced magicians have been defeated by her in sparring matches, not to mention she's hunted so many magical beasts."

"So you, the local chapter president, also agree?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

The two of them arranged everything for Volame clearly, but the person involved was still confused. Is it that simple?

Well, she could just assume the association was being run in a rough and tumble manner, but it also meant she would be busier. If she used it as a task-finding platform, it would certainly be a good exercise, and she would be happy to take care of the surrounding commissions.

The impromptu invitation was successfully concluded. Neither party was a slow-moving person, and the registration documents were completed in no time.

As Fulilian's apprentice, Volame officially debuted in the magic world.

Wayne solemnly handed over an emblem.

He welcomed this with open arms. This meant the fortress's defenses would be further improved, and having one more magician meant a little more convenience. As for the elves, he couldn't count on them. They were often elusive, and only appearing once every three to five years was considered frequent.

"real!"

Volame, who never dreamed that he would obtain the qualification of a magician so quickly, felt it was unreal. He thought there would be some complicated certification process, but it turned out to be so easy?

I gradually understood why the master accepted the president's invitation and was indeed paving the way.

Wayne, who saw this, was willing to go along with it, not to mention that the strength of this heir was obvious to all.

She will surely step onto a bigger stage in the future.