Frillian in the Elden Ring

"The uncomfortable feeling of the potential for transformation into a zombie is completely gone. Not only that, even the strength of my soul is increasing."

"Only the miracle of blessing unleashed by Lady Fulilian is proof of a new era at the border."

Some even cried for joy. It is so rare. For the vast majority of ordinary people, it is a symbol of hope. As long as the blessing is still floating, it means that all things are reviving.

Becoming stronger again.

Melina held it up with both hands, feeling the blessed energy falling on the spirit. As the person most familiar with her partner, she had witnessed the evolution of this magic from beginning to end, and the power contained in it had increased.

As expected of a talented magician, any new gadget he gets will have an upgraded version.

It is not a rigid imitation of the Golden Tree Era, but a blessing unique to Fleury, full of comfort and tenderness to the soul.

The nobles half-knelt on the ground and saluted.

She is no longer an ordinary Fragment King, and has even replaced part of the power bestowed by the Goddess Marika. It is incredible, but she has achieved it with the power of the Great Rune and her own improvements.

Soldiers and civilians alike saluted together, for the great King Soulfire, and for the hope of world revival.

The silver-haired girl smiled slightly: "How is it, not bad, right?"

"Praise Your Majesty."

"You don't have to take it so seriously. It's just a greeting gift. We're already old friends."

By the standards of the elven race, this period of time together was barely worthy of being remembered.

But she increasingly leans into the human sense of time.

Hyde sighed sincerely, "Your Majesty, without you, I would never have a place in Stonewell City in my life, let alone be blessed with gold. Your kindness has changed me."

"Hyde, if it weren't for you, I'd probably still be a faded person that everyone hates, and a stray dog on the roadside would bark at me."

"Please stop joking."

From the perspective of the nobility, the ambitious Furlin will one day embark on the road to dominance, but little do they know that her personality hates tedious affairs the most and she will not take the initiative.

In the end, there is a high probability that he will become a tool to repair the magic circle, and there will not be the grandeur of thousands of troops.

Over time, she might be forgotten like the first few generations of the undead in Dark Souls, silently passing on the flame and saving the world, but not being remembered. Although she didn't care whether she left a name or not, it was good to try another way to pass the game.

"Let's get down to business. Let me see the situation in Stonewell City so I can understand the deployment against Gaileed."

"Please come with me."

Having said that, everyone knows that Your Majesty is more concerned about the specific population size.

After all, the constant wars in reality had already taught Fulilian a lesson: sustainable productivity was paramount, and the most important element of productivity was people. Therefore, the elves could only live in seclusion, and the demons had to face the endless stream of talented humans.

In reality, she is not worried about the extinction of humans at all. What she should worry about is the elves. If their reproduction threshold is below, they are doomed to be destroyed even if they live as long as the sky.

Therefore, if the elf village is in danger, Frillian will strike hard, while the human resistance can proceed step by step.

The silver-haired girl put away her thoughts and observed the details of the city:

They had already seen the villages and towns outside the city. When Hyde, as a guide, led them into the city gate, they suddenly saw a commercial street.

Aqueducts were erected overhead, their trickles nourishing every corner of the city. The number of wellheads increased, and the air became less odorous; some houses even had flower beds emitting a refreshing fragrance.

"It's much more spacious. I guess they've demolished the fortifications."

It turned out that it was right to give more space within the city walls to maintain productivity.

There's no point in being armed like a hedgehog.

Can maxing out defense protect you? Just don't count on the military function and focus on developing the economy.

After seeing the map of the royal city in the classics, she came up with a bold theory:

The city walls in other places except Rodel are just for show and cannot withstand the continuous attacks of the demigods anyway.

Fulilian had anticipated the outcome of the business. Even though she had not been to the south in person for many years, she continued to contact nobles such as Hyde through letters. She made plans based on some real information and actual conditions.

Who were they defending against by always being so heavily armed? Now that the strategic pressure from the north and south has eased, Stonewell City, nestled in the middle, should devote all its energy to farming.

In the future, it will be the first logistics contractor in the controlled area, serving as a safe rear-line blood transfusion to the front line.

Therefore, apart from commerce, the biggest feature is the numerous workshops, where the sound of hammering and banging can be heard constantly, and a wide variety of equipment is displayed, which is worn by soldiers coming and going.

They frequently exchanged ideas and strived for further improvement.

Hyde explained, "The mining project His Majesty ordered is in full swing. We've collected some forging stones that will be used for reinforcement."

“How’s the craftsmanship?”

"Since Your Majesty has been using the Sword Skeleton Greatsword for a long time, it should feel good."

“It’s very smooth, strong and impactful.”

"That's right. We have introduced weapons enhanced with limb-attachment technology, using the fusion of quantity to make up for the quality gap."

What was shown to Frillian in the workshop warehouse were a number of limb-attached weapons. Although they looked strange in appearance, they were sharp enough to barely collide with Rodel's weapon and would not shatter on the first touch.

It’s a good idea. We can’t let the forging stone advantage of the Yatan Plateau be too strong, otherwise there will be no victory.

call!

She wielded the weapons with great vigor and excitement, and tried out several of the reattached weapons. Even if they were not as good as the sword skeleton greatsword, they could still be excellent weapons and would be perfect equipment for soldiers.

"With such a good technical reserve, why didn't you use it before?"

A craftsman replied, "Your Majesty, you said it's just a technical reserve, far from actual production. Some of the current technical difficulties are actually being overcome by magic apprentices. Furthermore, our strength has also increased, all thanks to the blessing of souls. Not to mention the systematic forging, mining, and testing processes, which are vast and sophisticated. The minimum requirement is a peaceful city that integrates the resources of the south..."

The enthusiastic narration actually carried a sense of pride. The South was now powerful enough to stir up the power of the Storm King.

No, it's far better.

Hyde and his team nodded frequently after listening to the craftsman's introduction. Only those who were truly responsible for the execution knew how difficult it was. They had to sort out the details of ore and transportation one by one, and they couldn't handle it if the monsters were rampant.

Believing in the creativity that peace and stability bring, rather than constantly pursuing war, is what distinguishes Fulilian from other fragment kings.

Or perhaps she is more bellicose, prefers to fight alone, and undertakes most conflicts.

Generally, the Fragment King will lead a large army to conquer and stir up trouble.

Afraid of being besieged?

On the other hand, Fulilian welcomed the round-the-clock battle of using the few against the many. With only one person and one horse, and at most some invisible friends, she dared to roam across half of the border area and fight every enemy she saw.

Therefore, the city of Stonewell in the rear safely developed new inventions that even the locals did not expect.

“And there are a lot of faders joining in.”

Hyde explained: "The Round Table Hall and the Guild are working well together. Thanks to their active participation, the Deadborn and other monsters are no longer able to affect the south. Some of them have already gone to Gayleid."

As they were talking, some old acquaintances and colleagues came to greet Fulilian.

The South is now undoubtedly the most friendly area to the Faded. Everyone works together to encircle and suppress monsters, keeping this land peaceful and tranquil.

No wonder.

Reports of monster attacks from the south have been dwindling these days; I guess they've been taught a lesson. Even the bears in the Misty Forest have been taken for limb replacements, impressively. Sure enough, once humanity recovers, they'll be no match for them.

Sir Baizhi didn't even try to trip him up.

Forget it, no matter what tricks they have, it won’t be too late to solve them later. At least the two of them are cooperating well now.

She would not pay too much attention to a person who relied on spies to be active. His strength might be that of a demigod, but she could not sense any ambition from the leader of the round table.

It would be boring if people lost their spirit and fighting spirit, especially when the main theme in the border area is the struggle between kings, so he should continue to collect intelligence.

“Is the research on human limb replacement still stable?”

Normally, Fulilian would not ask about this aspect and would reject it openly, but the situation was different next time.

The main force was used to intimidate the King of Blessing and should not be mobilized. There were only a few elite troops left to command, and they would have to be newly created. The elite troops remained near the elevator to prevent the Royal City Army from advancing south, and they should not rely too heavily on the nobles of a single region.

Don't give the Lienia faction the impression that you can only rely on them or rely on them frequently, as this will be detrimental to your rule.

“The research went very smoothly.”

Hyde patted his chest and said, "I'll take you to see it."

"……All right."

She actually didn't like that kind of scene, but based on her full understanding of the strength of her troops, she still set out. A moment later, they arrived in front of a stone fortress, and the smell of blood hit them.

It gives people a spooky feeling in broad daylight.

The city of Stonewell has been in the world after a period of operation, but it still retains its murderous aura.

Just as Hyde went to push the door open, Fleury suddenly pushed him away.

"You stay away——"

Before he finished speaking, a strong impact accompanied by a roar broke through the door frame, and huge claws slammed the ground, dragging a dragon's body and emerging, looking extraordinary and majestic.

However, it got stuck with a clang, and they exchanged glances, embarrassed. It wasn't that they couldn't break it, but they were afraid that if the house collapsed, the researchers inside would be in grave danger.

"terribly sorry."

The earth dragon stuck in the door frame spoke in human language, and even had a hint of human embarrassment on his face, scratching his temple.

Seeing this, Fulilian withdrew her magic and nearly launched an Azrael Comet. How could a mere doorframe stop such a massive being? He had the wit to control his strength, but this also created a new problem.

A muffled voice came from inside: "How can we get out if you block the door, you idiot?"

"Don't worry about the details. First, restrain your magic power and don't further transform into an earth dragon. You will lose control."

Among them, the researcher was not panicked and was experienced.

Still apprehensive, Hyde wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, as the Dragon Eater Corps has expanded over the years, we've finally seen cases of Earth Dragonization. We're trying to maintain their sanity."

"The strange thing is that, so far, there have been people who have transformed into earth dragons but haven't actually gone crazy. That's strange."

"I guess I'm holding up because of His Majesty's frequent soul healing."

The earth dragon makes a muffled sound.

He spoke clearly, had a silly look on his face, and bowed his head, completely different from those crazy earth dragons on the border.

"Don't you mind being like this?"

Fleury asked.

"Your Majesty, what reliable way is there to pursue power in this world? We've been aware of this since we devoured the dragon's heart. Why not join the army in battle in exchange for even greater strength? Even if we take a step back, thanks to your protection of our souls, we can all return to the tree and reincarnate normally."

"As long as it aligns with your ideas."

In fact, the life or death of the body and the strange appearance are not so important to them. The most important thing is the peace of the soul. Now they have no worries.

The mighty Soul Fire King is the best at protecting souls, and this little thing is not worth mentioning, so they acted boldly.

The exception is when the opponent is Markit, where the Evil Horn will absorb souls.

The next time they meet will be the Battle of Rodel. By then, all the veterans who have fought in hundreds of battles will be considered their companions, and they cannot be left without reincarnation.

So I'll kill you first.

After watching everyone's lively performance, Fulilian made a judgment.

"Your Majesty, with a stable dragon heart and more perfect prayers, we can fight even if we become earth dragons. I have made up my mind and sworn an oath to accompany you in conquering the borderland."

"You are very brave, and I will not let your courage go to waste."

At the same time, Fulilian used soul healing, and sure enough, the target's violent look disappeared.

This tactic works immediately.

While he was thinking, people around him cheered, especially those who looked at Tulong from head to toe in amazement. The person involved, on the other hand, laughed heartily with his head held high, feeling refreshed.

His name was Finn, a captain of the Dragon Eater Corps, well-known within the army. He had initially thought his dragon transformation was about to fail, but his soul remained intact, which was certainly worth celebrating.

"Your Majesty, I propose the creation of an Earth Dragon Corps. This will not only enhance combat effectiveness but also serve as a haven for the Dragon Eaters. Imagine, there are Earth Dragons on the ground and Flying Dragons in the sky."

"Don't worry, I'm strong enough to fight against the elite Knight Rodel now, and I'll be even stronger—"

Tulong was beaming with joy.

The silver-haired girl held her chin in her hand as she thought. In everyone's eyes, His Majesty was likely to agree.

"You're lucky, Captain."

"No need to worry about dragon transformation anymore? Let's fight our way to the Yatan Plateau!"

Amid the soldiers' excited cheers, Fulilian hesitated. Wouldn't this make her look like she was condoning the increasing number of inhuman monsters?

Seeing her concerns, Hyde sincerely advised: