Frillian in the Elden Ring

He gave a detailed account of the whole story and some inferences.

For example, Fulilian likely possesses the technology to purify the soil of scarlet corruption, which is why she's so bold. Furthermore, she likely isn't just targeting Great Rune; she's also planning to annex the resources of the Gallid region, completely unifying the south and forming a secure base.

"We can't let her succeed."

Monger rested his chin on his hand and muttered, "With Fulilian's penchant for burrowing and exploring, she'll eventually uncover the Blood Dynasty's location."

"How to do?"

"Of course, we're going to stop her on the surface. It's a perfect time to have a grand battle festival and send both Shard Kings away in one go!"

"Does His Majesty already have a plan? You are indeed the mastermind of the bloody conspiracy."

"This requires the cooperation of the Royal City's Rodel. Contact my pedantic brother and have them provide support to at least contain a portion of the Southern Army."

The strategy in Monger's mind gradually became clear.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The blood nobles almost trembled with excitement when they heard the arrangement. They had overturned the momentum of the coalition of kings and caused no one to win the Fragment War. Now they were going to defeat a powerful king. What courage!

Even the Soul Fire King could not have imagined the dark hand hiding in the dark.

Victory will ultimately be theirs. If all goes well, wouldn't they be able to annex Fulilian's former territory and complete the consolidation? They could also launch the Rodel War. Let Mungat see who truly deserves to be the King of Elden.

At this moment, the more Monger thought about it, the prouder he became. It was such a surprise to get two big runes at once.

"But we still need more preparations to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

With this in mind, he called other confidants to make further arrangements.

139

Chapter 139 Lani, I want to kill your brother.

Great blessing, round table hall.

In the corridor, Xiu Gu continued to hammer the weapon in front of him as usual, making crisp sounds and sparks flying, and the temperature next to him gradually rose.

Suddenly he stopped the hammer in his hand. Nothing could divert his attention except the old customer he had agreed to meet.

Fulilian greeted politely: "I'm here to get my armor."

It has been a long time since we last saw each other, but the silver-haired girl is still full of high spirits and enthusiasm. There is no trace of fatigue on the face of the immortals. She is either fighting or rushing to the battlefield. Now she has the momentum of someone going to an expedition.

"Just waiting for you."

Xiu Gu solemnly took out the armor parts and carefully wrapped them with silk. They felt heavy in his hands.

Since the soft armor and details were handed over to other craftsmen, there are only disassembled parts, but he is confident that he can't lose to anyone and is serious in his professional field.

Fulilian felt a chill as she stroked the metal surface.

"Thank you very much. It will give me more confidence."

"It is said that Latarn's Star-Smashing Greatsword is second only to the God-Slaying Weapon-level enhancement. You must be careful."

It was rare for Xiu Gu to speak and warn: "You are wearing a light half-body armor, you can't withstand a few attacks, you must be careful to dodge."

"Head-to-head confrontation isn't my style, and besides, there will be other heroes participating in the festival to help us, so don't worry."

"It's not that I'm worried about you, just don't ruin your new armor."

"Yep."

"Lady Fulilian, please don't talk about dueling philosophy. If necessary, just overwhelm the enemy with the Army of Ashes."

Rodlika next to her suggested excitedly, even making a fist gesture.

As a spirit trainer who participated in an unprecedented ashes enhancement project, I am very confident in my work.

"Where they're at in action, you'll hear about it."

"Hey, see you at the battle festival."

Nepheli, who came after hearing the news, greeted them cheerfully, obviously not wanting to miss this big event. The two looked at each other and nodded.

"My intuition tells me that Gallid is brewing an unusual change... We must act quickly, but it doesn't matter. I will report the good news after I obtain the two fragments of the magic ring."

Fulilian turned and left, disappearing in the Great Blessing Transmission.

She maintains her usual energetic aura, and seems to be rushing in a world where everyone is slowly decaying. This sense of urgency does not put pressure on people but instead becomes a powerful appeal that wins the hearts of the people.

Magic Academy.

After returning to the palace, the silver-haired girl went straight to the forging workshop. The sound of metal clashing was endless, sparks flew, and the temperature rose sharply.

Most of the craftsmen in the Lienia region gathered here, and they were a star-studded group, constantly providing the army with a steady supply of equipment to prepare for emergencies. Some even modified captured Royal City Army equipment to make it more suitable for the local army.

Burke in the corner spotted Fulilian immediately and ran over.

"Sir, I have done what you ordered."

"It looks like you're doing well."

"This place really gave me more time to hone my skills, and with His Majesty's golden sewing needle, I was able to create this work."

The short demi-human held up a blue cloak and soft armor that was not in proportion to his body size. Even when folded, it was full of aesthetic value and was eye-catching.

She wasn't familiar with the expertise of armorers and tailors, so she asked the forge to assemble it. Since it was demigod-level equipment, it certainly wasn't to be missed, and everyone quickly gathered around.

Good weight!

The first thing the craftsmen felt was the weight. Although it was light armor, it gave people a sense of texture.

Therefore, it must contain the protection of many forging stones, and there is a shadow of magical tempering.

They are meticulously assembled, seamlessly fitting together. Although crafted in different locations and by different artisans, they are meticulously crafted, demonstrating the convergence of cutting-edge weaving techniques.

"Better than the blueprints, enough to support the Demigod War."

A group of craftsmen sighed sincerely.

The final step was for Fulilian to don the armor herself, under their guidance. She layered a layer of armor over the lightly fitted mage's coat, letting some chain mail drape down the hem. The waist was then trimmed to create a more fitted silhouette, creating a graceful curve like a work of art. It perfectly complemented her figure, and when the half-shoulder cape fluttered in the wind, it gave her a sense of elegance and a sharp edge.

She adjusted the armor on her forearms, straightened her crown and Ionian flowers, and replaced her traveling boots with armor, making her fully armed like never before.

The neatly dressed silver-haired girl is full of heroic spirit, with a sharp gaze, and an air of being ready to strike is eye-catching.

Fulilian tried to do simple rolls, jumps and rebounds, and her movements were smooth and effortless, without any delay or loss of mobility.

perfect.

My only requirement for the armor was a little tolerance, and it was exceeded.

"Everyone who participates in the project will receive rune rewards, blessings of grace, and more forging stones. I'll also leave the future repairs and improvements to you. Thank you."

"Your Majesty is kind and generous!"

After a lot of cheers and celebrations, everyone went back to their respective places.

Burke said anxiously, "It would be a huge loss if anything happened to you. Please return safely."

Fulilian nodded and waved goodbye. There was no need to elaborate. It was obvious that everyone was afraid of General Shatterstar and felt that they had little chance of winning this battle.

Just wait and see.

In the past, I had rarely encountered such a situation when dealing with so many powerful enemies.

This time, in order to be worthy of the standards for fighting with the strongest demigod, she even invested a lot of resources and strengthened all her equipment. It was no longer a level of forced compensation by technology, but an all-round enhancement.

If they were only facing Latarn, perhaps Freellian would save resources, but intelligence from all sides indicated that Gaileyd was ready to make a move with his bloody fingers.

Don't forget the Blood King hiding in the dark.

The power of the Southern Army has reached a point where it is worth a joint attack, so the Fran Undead Corps and a group of Lienia's elite troops have to be left in the Elevator Chasm. There are not many troops that can rush to the southernmost part, and they must not be delayed too long.

Suddenly, Melina showed up and interrupted her thoughts. She looked her up and down with interest.

"Now you're finally not a faded being anymore. You really look like a demigod."

"I haven't met many demigods."

"In fact, their weapons and armor are all named after legends. Bards tell all kinds of strange stories about them. Fulilian, your image will also be passed down in this way."

"Suit...even one like Greg has a legend?"

"Even him."

Thinking carefully, the portraits of Greg and Market that she had seen seemed tattered, but the portraits of other demigods that she had seen did show them to be truly heroic and extraordinary.

"Do you want to go to Gallid immediately? I have prepared a map to guide you."

"Before that, let's meet the target's family first."

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The Magic Academy's library attic.

The sleeping Full Moon Queen remained oblivious to what was happening outside, as if nothing could disturb her. She glanced at the sudden visitor and lost interest, not to mention listening to Latarn's story...

Or perhaps she didn't want to hear it. Many years ago, in the eyes of this poor mother, the children's situation was miserable, no different from death.

Fulilian said hello and teleported away, her figure disappearing in the blessing.

The real person I want to communicate with is not her, it's just a by-product.

The Three Sisters Magician Tower.

Hidden in the Kalia Castle, this area is always surrounded by huge minerals, emitting light and mist, becoming a natural hiding place, indeed suitable for hiding in and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

The pyroxene dragon at the door was yawning lazily, but when it felt the breath emerging from the blessing, its whole body tensed up.

What? I thought it was an enemy, but it turned out to be a familiar face.

Even the friendly Fulilian made Feilong retreat a few steps. The silver-haired girl, fully armed, was now showing her edge, as if she was about to unleash strategic magic. Like a strong bow stretched to the full moon, she was finally going to test her skills.

"You're welcome and safe."

The guests who walked up the stairs and passed by greeted with a smile, causing Feilong to growl in response.

His Highness had indeed found a reliable ally, one who was no less capable than those top demigods, and who seemed to have grown even stronger in the short time he had been away.

Its perception was correct. In fact, when it was active in the border area, Freellian mainly displayed the power based on the Stargazer. Now it has reached the level of an ordinary hero. In addition, some power leakage that cannot be concealed at all makes it appear stronger. The dragon that can avoid flying away is considered capable.

Take the elevator all the way to the attic of the Magician's Tower.

The puppet witch sitting on the chair slowly raised her head, revealing her puppet face and shadowy face under the pointed hat, and her gentle gaze fell on the uninvited guest.

"You look ready and truly majestic, Your Majesty, Fulilian."

"After all, the opponent is General Latarn, or even more than him."

The silver-haired girl changed the subject: "I need some basic information. If you need me to bring anything, I can pass it on."

"I heard you have a method to cleanse corruption. Will it work on him?"

"No."

She continued, "In reality, the Crimson Corruption has always been a neutral force, neither good nor bad. Its unleashed force, Marennia's obsession with destruction, has made it overbearing, and the infected creatures are evolving in a different direction. Since that doesn't constitute harm, how can one talk of healing? Even if one were to force a cure, it wouldn't be the Ratan you're familiar with. Furthermore, the Great Rune is too deeply fused with it to be gently extracted."

Fulilian frankly explained the reasons and mentioned some of the research results of Scarlet Corruption.

Lani, who is also a top magician, immediately understood. In fact, she just mentioned it and had already given up hope in her heart.

What a shame, a hero has fallen.

The worst case scenario is that the allies are also severely damaged, which is terrifying. After all, the strongest demigod cannot be easily defeated even if he is unconscious.

"I know a thing or two about gravity magic. Listen carefully..."

Out of a sense of responsibility to help her allies, she explained all the relevant knowledge about gravity magic in detail, and even directly taught some basic principles, which were enough for the talented magician Frillian to learn how to use them.

However, when Lani further explained the specific moves of Latan, she was rejected:

"I'll bear witness to it myself."

"you sure?"

"Yes, knowing the gravity magic is enough. The rest is up to me to improvise. Defeating a hero like that requires a real fight, not strategizing."

"If my brother is sane, you two will definitely get along well."

Lani sighed, "You truly have the heart of a king."

The more she understood Fulilian, the more she discovered that the burning fighting spirit in her heart had never been extinguished for thousands of years.