Frillian in the Elden Ring

The city lord coughed lightly and said, "Since you have accepted the position, you should meet some of my colleagues. Many of them have come here because of my reputation and have been waiting for a long time. I hope Lady Fulilian can make time..."

"Of course, it will be helpful for the association's network resources, right?"

It didn't matter when I was a free man, but now that I have a fellow elf and an apprentice's organization, it is certainly worth trying our best to help.

Seeing that things were going smoothly and Flillian was willing to cooperate, Wayne immediately summoned the noble representatives present. After all, they were originally invited to a public banquet, and now that everyone was here, it was a good opportunity to meet them and allow the association to extend its influence to the central region.

Can it work?

Volame looked at his relaxed master with great suspicion, and then everyone was dragged to change into dresses and put on makeup, highlighting that he had to cram at the last minute and did not know any aristocratic etiquette.

With the help of the maid, the two of them changed into complicated formal attire.

Surprisingly, Fulilian was quite skilled, while he was unsurprisingly clumsy.

"Sir, you just need to cooperate with us."

"Oh, sorry."

Fortunately, the maids were very patient and took the time to give some instructions on what to pay attention to. As for the master, I didn't have to worry too much about it.

The silver-haired girl's headdress remained unchanged, her hair simply combed. A sapphire necklace graced her swan-like neck, framing her delicate collarbone. A midnight-colored dress perfectly framed her curves, while high heels made up for the height difference. Her figure was flawless. She needed no extraneous embellishments; minimal makeup accentuated her natural beauty, worthy of being the elves with the highest average appearance.

What was even more surprising was the coordination. At this moment, Fulilian and the outfit matched perfectly, and the nobility hidden under her tired appearance emerged naturally.

The first impression given is that she comes from a noble family, but isn’t the master a country girl?

The corners of Volame's mouth twitched.

Every time I thought I understood my master, he would reveal some unusual qualities, unpredictable and unfathomable. Who knew what the magicians of the Age of Gods had experienced? It had long been buried in the years.

"It's rare that you're willing to chat with that group of people. What's your plan?"

"Of course I'm going to get them to invest in the Magic Association. After all, I'm already the president, so I have to take responsibility."

"That's not like you."

"Yes, I might not be interested next time, so let's take this opportunity to promote the development of the association. In a broader sense, the popularization of magic will benefit all of us."

Fulilian’s idea is very simple: the more people who have basic knowledge, the more geniuses will emerge.

Just imagine, if a talent like Volame had not been buried on the path of magic, wouldn't it be such a pity?

One of the few benefits of war is that it promotes technological progress. Since the major kingdoms are willing to add fuel to the fire, they might as well get involved and take advantage of the threat of the demons to quickly root magic in people's hearts and even affect the form of civilization.

"understood."

"You don't look like you understand. Just watch later."

When it comes to magic, Volame has a mindset that surpasses his peers. These profound propositions can only be understood through experience and accumulation, and it takes time.

The two then made their way to the banquet hall, where they were greeted by a bustling scene. Under the glow of crystal chandeliers, long tables were laden with delicious food. Nobles in suits and ties clinked glasses, laughing intermittently. Clearly, everyone had enjoyed today's meeting.

The next moment their eyes focused on him.

Anyone would be drawn to Fulilian's unique aura, naturally standing at the center. Who possesses such depth and heaviness?

Everyone present was knowledgeable, but no one expected the guest of honor to be so special.

People first noticed the silver-haired girl's temperament, and then noticed the magic, like a scorching sun in the sky, and the smoke column was not only floating but spreading into the sky.

Look closely and it's slightly wobbly. Is it an illusion?

In any case, the actual magic power is definitely greater than this terrifying display, and it is not comparable to that of all the people present combined.

Wayne took the initiative to step forward and said, "President Fulilian, let me introduce you..."

"I am an envoy from the Southern Kingdom."

Everyone came to their senses and started talking to each other one by one. Some of them also greeted Volame, but she quickly declined.

Since she couldn't get a word in, she just chose to eat. If nothing else, the food was absolutely delicious, and some of the special cooking methods were unheard of.

The food here is much better than the average cooking level of the Elf Village. It is colorful, fragrant and delicious, with fish, mutton, beef, pork and other precious ingredients. Just eat as much as you want and you will have enough of everything.

The red-haired girl sitting at the dessert table looked around at the whole place while eating, her expression becoming more and more surprised.

I didn’t expect that Fulilian was so good at this kind of social occasion!

She chatted with countless nobles she met for the first time, talking about everything, her face beaming with joy, nodding from time to time...

"Aren't you a stay-at-home elf?"

"Did she travel around before I became Master's apprentice? Sister Adele didn't say anything."

Volame realized another powerful talent in the God-Age Magician.

She seemed to understand the nobles' tricks very well and easily fooled them. With her keen hearing, she could tell that a considerable number of them planned to invest in supporting the association, and the amount was so large that the red-haired girl almost spit out her food.

what?

Could it be that the master was using some kind of hypnotic magic? But none of the methods for identifying hypnosis matched up, and all signs indicated that they were willing, which was even more outrageous.

Either the magic was so advanced that no trace remained, or Fulilian's negotiation skills were comparable to magic.

At this time, Volame saw the tired Wayne sitting opposite him.

"Your master is truly amazing. Those nobles who even I couldn't persuade are actually willing to support the association. Now we have more funding."

He changed the subject, "Did you know that Lady Fulilian might have been active in the mythological era?"

The red-haired girl shook her head in confusion.

"Those who haven't experienced the ups and downs of life can't develop that kind of temperament. It might even make the communicator forget the elves' indifference."

"Even if it was just polite social skills, it was at an extremely high level."

In this case, Wayne felt much more relieved. He had been thinking about the construction of the association, but now it has been pushed forward a lot. Lady Frillian is worthy of her all-round talent.

It doesn't matter when she developed the skill. What matters is that she can help the entire association, and she also gained an additional title.

"I think a lot of things are things that the masters are unwilling to do or are too lazy to do, but when they really get down to it, they're really good."

"That lord doesn't show any elf dullness."

"Except for feelings."

Although Fulilian looks smooth and tactful, she is actually very calm and has an indifferent expression in her daily life. Few things can touch her heart.

Anyway, as an apprentice, I don't see anything worth caring about her. She is just doing magic experiments and now plans to popularize magic.

Part of the consideration should be to observe the effect of one's magic after it is popularized, which is also a kind of experiment.

Wayne nodded continuously, "That's really reliable."

The two chatted while eating, and the banquet ended in a short while, with each of them gaining something.

Volame planned to leave early, as he thought his master and the city lord would discuss some key topics with the nobles who came here to admire his reputation... However, he himself could not escape the attention, because the youngest magician in history was born.

She even had no choice but to show off some magic skills, and everyone was immediately amazed. Moreover, as the number one genius of her generation was already famous, everyone was convinced.

If he grows up a few more years, he will be the true number one genius, without any qualifiers.

“Human genius is truly endless.”

"The demon war may seem fierce, but I believe victory will eventually be ours."

"Mr. Volame, I look forward to your guidance in the future."

Seeing this, the red-haired girl had no choice but to respond one by one. Fortunately, Fulilian, who had noticed this, rushed over in time to discuss it, finally sharing the pressure. Is it really that tiring? I should have known not to come.

As Volame was about to slip away, his master stopped him and said, "Watch and learn more. You'll have to go through this sooner or later anyway. Didn't you claim to bring human magic to new heights?"

"necessary."

She was aroused and then pulled back. She cursed herself in her heart for being naive and how could she be so easily fooled.

A banquet of great significance to the development history of the Magic Society is underway. After this, it will enter a period of rapid expansion, and the main figures among them will naturally become famous, and the news gradually ferments from the North Wind Fortress.

But what caused the greatest earthquake in the wizarding world was Frillian's public lectures.

It's not just about teaching one or two magics, but about bringing in new schools of magic.

135

Chapter 135: Fulilian preaches.

North Wind Fortress, Magic Association branch.

Although the name sounds impressive, it is actually just a newly renovated estate that has been idle for a long time, overgrown with weeds and rust. Vines climb up the fence, swaying in the sunlight, wantonly and wild.

It was originally donated by a nobleman who looked down on it, and now the newly established association is in such an embarrassing situation.

Even the location is not great, being in the old town.

Just across the street from the civilian residential area, you can clearly hear the hawking, card playing, loud chatting, and children playing from time to time.

The gate of the manor, which had not been opened for a long time, creaked open today. It was Wayne who arrived with Fulilian and Volame.

"Cough cough!"

The red-haired girl coughed violently due to the dust and fanned herself in front of her.

"I'm sorry, both of you."

The city lord, as the introducer, was the most embarrassed. "I didn't expect it to be so shabby! It's too shabby for a future branch and the first open class for the Age of Gods magicians. I'll find another one right away..."

"I think it's good."

Fulilian snapped her fingers, and the originally overgrown vines bloomed with flowers, exuding fragrance. With her current proficiency, she could even create a sea of flowers on the spot.

And she is studying ways to restore it at the border area, as that land needs more color.

"President, this place is too remote. We'll probably lose a lot of listeners. They might not be willing to come to a street that's too...busy."

"You mean the audience? Aren't there a lot of people here?"

The silver-haired girl pointed at the manor gate, and before they knew it, many civilian children came over out of curiosity, and even some parents couldn't stop them. Some servants tried to intervene, but Fulilian glared at them and they gave up.

No wonder.

For them, the treasure land that they often explored when they were young suddenly became the property of someone else.

What's more, a flower field suddenly appeared here, and children love this colorful feeling the most.

"If they're willing to listen, I'd welcome that too."

Fulilian said disapprovingly: "Volamei also started his magic enlightenment at this age."

"Well, I see."

Seeing that the other party did not change his mind, Wayne had no choice but to let things take their course.

He felt that it didn't matter. If this little inconvenience prevented the nobles from coming, it would be their loss.

Although I haven't heard of Frelian's teaching level, a teacher who can teach the top genius of his generation should be good. Don't underestimate the long accumulation of an elf magician, it should not be underestimated.

Everyone started cleaning, each doing their own job.

At the same time, he did not forget to use magic to move tables, chairs, blackboards and other equipment.

Such a lively scene naturally attracts people, and more curious people gather here.

On a whim, Volame gave candy to the children. Since she often visited North Wind Fortress and was well-known, everyone trusted her. Hearing that the heroine Fulilian, who had saved the fortress, was coming, many people came.

Unfortunately, I have already rushed to the library of the temporary branch and am carefully reading every magic book, not allowing outsiders to interfere.

Doorway.

"Mage Volame, are you just giving lessons? Can we listen together?"

"It's free, so I'll definitely come and support it."

"My child is quite smart, maybe he can join the association..."

The red-haired girl answered all the questions with grace and grace, in an orderly and cheerful manner. She was good at interacting with ordinary people, but she had become distant at the noble banquet a few days ago.

Moreover, these people actually changed their address to call her Your Excellency the Magician, which sounded more pleasant and she could be considered a person with a title.

The association is great.

So when Volame was in high spirits, he spared no effort in promoting it and performed some interesting magic tricks, which caused everyone to exclaim in surprise. After all, it was so rare to see such a thing.

Most magicians today are so arrogant that they believe knowledge does not need to be revealed to mortals.

However, it was not the place for gossip about Fulilian's only direct disciple, not to mention that he himself was already a famous magician. Whether it was his battle record, character or prestige, he was impeccable and perfect.