Frillian in the Elden Ring

To be honest, they have no feelings for the scarlet and corrupt land. They left the impression of a doomsday wasteland long ago, but as neighbors, they cannot help but worry about being infected at any time.

"I basically understand everything. I'll go first."

"Wait, Your Majesty."

Seeing Fulilian about to leave, Edgar hurriedly tried to stop her, saying solemnly:

"Just telling the soldiers to defend their homeland and save the border region is certainly true, and it's enough to inspire fighting spirit. But these are your majesty's troops. They come under the banner of the Soul Fire King, and they need a tangible symbol, a representative, a king. It's been a long time since they last saw you. Go meet them. Your Majesty, even if I lead the troops into battle several times, it won't affect their souls' submission to you."

It is not only to encourage the boss to perform better, but also to give yourself a break. Otherwise, who will lead the army to conquer?

Even the Lion Prime Minister, the partner of the first king Ge Fulei, did not have such full responsibility. Most of the time, the king himself went into battle together.

The silver-haired girl held her chin and thought for a moment.

"My first step is to capture the area along the Gale Fortress. After you reunite, we'll wipe out the corrupted creatures together... You're right. Let me see what's changed for you all."

Edgar smiled with relief, not realizing that he couldn't persuade His Majesty about one thing:

the study.

Fulilian's mind was filled with the desire to witness the crimson corrupted soil with her own eyes.

It was Melina who persuaded her.

"General Edgar has already explained everything clearly, so I won't repeat myself. You are more than just an adventurer, Flillian. As a king, you must respond to everyone's expectations, especially your legion."

"Knight Rodel, as the core team, brings you the Golden Conquest. Then the Southern Army will bring you the Cinder King Conquest."

"If it were in the past, I wouldn't have warned you like this because it wouldn't be necessary. But now the Southern Army has the temperament to sweep across the land. Don't let them down."

Melina believes that the weak soldiers of the past have all been transformed.

Fulilian also agreed readily.

Under the guidance of a group of officers, she walked out of Stonewell City and came to the adjacent high ground, where the camp stretched for several kilometers.

woo-

The melodious sound of the horn awakened the camp area. Everyone gathered together and, as commands were given one after another, they formed into neat formations at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were seamless and full of momentum.

The crowd, like a surging tide, was orderly, with steady steps and heads held high.

There was a rumbling sound under their feet, the hillside and the high ground were shaking, and the smoke and dust rose straight into the sky like thunder.

The tremors were also felt in the city.

The residents couldn't help but look sideways. After all, they saw a lot of drills in their daily lives, but it was rare to see one as fast as today's. In addition, the flag of the black sun flame was raised, which meant that His Majesty was in the formation.

"Are we finally preparing to attack? To wipe out the corrupted creatures?"

"We can't let the danger from Galide continue to grow, or we will be in trouble."

"I know someone there..."

The solemn and murderous atmosphere rising into the sky made people aware of the upcoming action, but they were more expectant, hoping to witness the grand spectacle of the unification of the South.

Fulilian, riding on a spirit horse, was at the front of the officers, overlooking the forest of spears and various siege weapons, which felt quite oppressive.

well.

It continues the spirit of the Battle of the Church and goes a step further.

At the same time, Edgar next to her carefully explained the tasks undertaken by each unit, first giving her a rote learning experience, telling her details such as "which part is responsible for siege, reconnaissance, fortifications" and so on.

He was responsible for the objective introduction, and Melina behind him gave evaluations one by one, comparing them with the Red Lion Army, the Zunfu Knights, etc. that he had seen.

My brain is baptized by new knowledge.

The two men poured their experience into the new commander, Fulilian. It didn't matter. They trusted her talent. She just needed to understand the basics of the military and not be completely clueless. She just needed to continue being an invincible demigod. We'd take care of the rest.

The silver-haired girl nodded thoughtfully while witnessing the on-the-spot drills of these arms.

Learned a lot.

She certainly didn't have much experience in large-scale wars, but all of them were of great value, and at least her vision was correct.

Even in reality, the combined armies of humans and demons in the Battle of North Wind Fortress are no match for the current powerful Southern Army, which is enough to flatten a small country.

I have indeed neglected this knowledge in the past.

Melina was proud of her and said with emotion: "Do something, say something, this is the best mobilization."

Inspired by a sudden inspiration, Fulilian raised her staff, summoning all her magical energy, even a touch of the power of the First Fire. In an instant, a brilliant light burst forth, enveloping the entire camp. Dewdrops descended, nourishing all things.

Unprecedented blessing enhancement.

One move drained her magic power, forcing her to drink elixirs to replenish it, but her momentum only grew.

"Praise Your Majesty."

Everyone felt the energy surging from their chests, their passion was overflowing, and their loud voices were carried far and wide by the strong wind from the hills.

"Everyone, I want this blessing to blossom in every corner of the borderland."

"From Nimgefu, to the Weeping Peninsula, to Lienia, to Galid, and in the future to the Yatan Plateau... Have you endured the torment of the Broken Age? We will end it all. The Age of Plenty will follow us."

She rode her horse past the front row of the team, her eyes sweeping over the thousands of soldiers and horses, and the flags covering the sky behind them.

"Gallid's Crimson Corruption will soon end. I will set out ahead of you. We will reunite when necessary, and together we will annihilate the corrupted creatures and purify the entire South."

"Your Majesty is eternal!"

Although Fulilian's words were brief, they all hit the nail on the head, precisely addressing the most pressing crisis.

The entire army was filled with anticipation, rubbing their hands in anticipation. Edgar and the other officers then gave her specific orders and arranged to meet her at Gale Fortress, saying they would consider the rest later.

"Then we'll see you in Gayleed."

The silver-haired girl waved goodbye, leaving behind an impatient back as she headed towards the scarlet sky.

The soldiers on the high ground watched him go for a long time, somewhat reluctantly, looking forward to fighting alongside His Majesty once again. This would no longer be a legend of ancient myths, but a myth all their own.

After leaving Stonewell City, Fulilian felt a gust of air coming towards her.

The storm hills still howled in all directions.

Looking out into the distance, the dilapidated huts of former warriors have been repaired and even further transformed into a bustling inn, creating a lively atmosphere. The hut where I once met Roderica has also been renovated and turned into a resting point for the sentry, echoing the Storm Checkpoint.

Things and people have changed, so much so that even she looks around with nostalgia.

I have changed a long time ago, learning to measure time with change, instead of treating it all as passing clouds like the pure elves.

"At that time, I advised you not to attack the Storm Level."

Melina showed up on her own initiative, "You ended up tearing down the fortress, and now it's building higher levels."

"It's become stronger."

"I won't try to persuade you this time. You're right, Fulilian. Only through adventurous experiences can one become stronger."

"You mentioned earlier that the entrance to the underground river in the misty forest is also sealed. If the stars start to flow again, wouldn't it be like a super maze with the path opened up?"

"A labyrinth? That really fits your way of thinking. Yes, there are civilizations underground that date back to the Eternal Dynasty or even earlier."

"how far?"

"The exact time is no longer verifiable, but you'll find some large skeletons or statues that reveal the passage of time. It's said that in ancient times, humans were strong and tall, but now they've weakened."

"We have to hurry. I remember there's also an underground entrance in Galide."

She pulled out a map with the Confederate Army's reconnaissance markings from years past.

First goal:

"Into Corruption" Dragon Aegis.

If they had stayed inside Gaileed, they could have lived for a while longer, but they chose to come to the edge of the Fire Wall and wreak havoc, causing considerable losses to the border troops.

Due to its appearance, the Southern Army had to delay the troop deployment process and had to send its elite troops first.

No need to go through so much trouble, now Fulilian decided to lead the way.

After a whistle, the spirit horse Torret appeared. She fed her good friend some Roya fruits to satisfy his hunger. The latter chewed them and immediately raised his head and neighed, rubbing his hooves against the ground, ready to go.

"let's go."

Before it finished speaking, it took a step forward, moving towards the scarlet and corrupted land like a whirlwind.

Melina, sitting sideways behind the saddle, was feeling uneasy. After all, various reports indicated that the enemy forces were also gathering in Gaileyd.

Hope everything is safe.

While on the road, Fulilian kept teleporting through the blessing points, so her speed was quite fast, and she almost flashed all the way to the border of Nimgefu.

Even so it took three days.

Although the blessing points appear densely packed on the map, they are actually quite far apart. After all, it spans an area equivalent to the territory of a country, so it's considered efficient that it only took such a short time to cross Nimgfu.

The journey was smooth, passing several villages and patrolling troops or faded people.

Without exception, they welcomed him, and the two sides exchanged greetings harmoniously while exchanging information: the small reinforcements from the south that were sent to Gaileyd have temporarily returned, and preparations for the battle festival are underway.

The city lord Jie Lian gave everyone enough time to assemble and invited heroes.

"It seems that the Nimgfu area is developing well."

Even the usually aloof Melina couldn't help but say, "Everyone lives and works in peace and tranquility. This is probably the best life that can be achieved after the shattering war."

"It will get better."

"What you are doing now is not only to fight for power in the Great Rune, but also to save lives. In the past thousands of years, countless powerful people have not had such a heart."

"Thank you for the compliment. I simply can't stand it."

"You are higher and more ambitious, and are destined to surpass the peak in the future. So what I mean is, Fulilian, anyone who is your enemy is a stumbling block to the world's recovery. Ruthlessly annihilate him, no matter who he is, do it."

Melina rarely came to such a firm conclusion. She already agreed with what the Faders did from the bottom of her heart.

As the golden tree withers and the lingering effects of the Demigod War linger, there's only one person working diligently for the fate of humanity.

Then she should be the greatest justice in the world and truly a king with grace.

The scale in the heart of the Fire Girl slowly shifted, from blindly believing that the Golden Tree could save everything to also believing in the path of Frelian. The two were almost equally important.

After the Broken War, solutions to several disaster factors appeared one by one.

Zombification has been declared conquered. What if the Crimson Corruption is also solved? Then it will be Melina's turn to wonder whether it is better to follow the Faded Ones or the Mission. How much troublesome pollution will remain in the borderland by then?

"Of course, Yu starts here."

Fulilian expected the scarlet flower to absorb the effects of Gallid's corruption, which would bring about a new look.

"The place ahead is not a good one. Look, it's very lively—"

"Roar!"

The roar of a flying dragon echoed from the edge of the flame wall.

It was covered in scales, but swollen lumps of flesh squeezed out from the gaps, with pale pink mixed with hideous blood vessels, and every move it made exuded a polluting force.

The border garrison soldiers below were on high alert, taking turns using shields and shooting crossbows, while another team of people took the corrupting moss medicine in a hurry to at least suppress the scarlet corruption from breaking through the threshold of body transformation, so that they could be saved.

However, after a series of beatings, Aegkiss was unharmed, with only scratches on his armor.

No, it’s hard to say whether it can be considered as scale armor, because blood and flesh are overflowing from it, and the red mist is simply a source of pollution.

The next moment its throat bulged.

Oops!

As expected, the breath was about to come out, but at the same time, a Dragon Eater roared and released a prayer of flaming dragon breath, and the two energies exploded and dissipated in the air.

He escaped the disaster and barely offset the scarlet breath of corruption with the help of fire.

The soldiers quickly retreated further to keep their distance.

They displayed strong tactical prowess, worthy of being an elite force tasked with defending the border, but ultimately their forces were stretched thin. The challenge lay not with the flying dragons but with the pervasive scarlet corruption.

Unable to hit the target with one blow, Aegis calmed down and observed carefully, circling around and constantly reducing the radius of his detour.

It looked at the people on the ground who were frantically working like ants, and couldn't help but let out a high-spirited cry, immediately preparing to exhale again.

call!

This time it was too late to dodge the vertical fall, as the air was spreading out in a way that made it impossible to avoid it.

The fate that awaits them is a fate worse than death.