Frillian in the Elden Ring

Before she finished speaking, Fulilian suddenly inserted the two staffs into the ground, each of which was amplified and strengthened by a large rune.

The flower field magic, unprecedented in its full power, instantly spread across the Weeping Dunes.

The burning sensation of the aftermath of the battle in the air was replaced by a fragrant breeze. Flowers bloomed, grass grew lush, and thousands of roots extended into the soil, firmly grasping the land from collapse.

Then, Fulilian pointed at the coastline in the distance and made a violent grabbing motion.

Up!

Gravity magic forcibly raised the seabed by more than ten kilometers, sending people and horses careening off in the rumbling tremors. But they couldn't even find the time to stand still, simply staring in amazement as the skyscrapers rose from the flat ground and the seawater was forcibly pushed back.

There is nothing better than moving mountains and filling the sea.

Who was the one who just won the Four Gods' Battle? And still had some energy left? Even the magic power replenished by the new Great Rune would be incredible.

Every time they thought Fulilian had reached her limit, the opposite was true.

The sea-blocking dam and the magic of the flower fields held back the waves.

The Weeping Dunes are no longer polluted red soil, but a vibrant and fragrant landscape, the best commemoration of the war.

After completing all this, the silver-haired girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and put away her staff and Great Rune. Even with the power of the magic ring fragments, she had consumed too much magic power and had truly drained it of all its energy.

"Tired."

"It would be troublesome if you were to get into danger in your current state. I will assign you runes."

"Please, Melina, but this time you have to add it evenly."

It's been who knows how long since the last average stat increase, so Fulilian needs to address her shortcomings. While the Stargazer account might appear to be a Heroic Mage, it's too specialized. Once she has to use her main stats to improve her in high-level matches, she'll be more prone to fatigue.

The main body panel is mixed with a lot of dangerous items that need to be identified, that is, the numerical state of her activities in reality, which is not suitable for the rules of the border area, so she needs to be more careful.

Sooner or later it will grow into a bucket account.

The silver-haired girl actively absorbed the rune in front of everyone, and her condition quickly recovered, causing some spies in the dark to give up their thoughts.

Don't think about playing a trick on the number one magician in the border area.

She has grown a bit compared to before the war and is now the strongest demigod.

Witch?

The Southern Army is more concerned about Melina's performance. Although she cannot be seen, she is the one who is truly responsible for strengthening His Majesty's Rune. She is not some delusional friend in the air, and her influence is immeasurable.

Edgar stepped forward, bowed, and asked, "Your Majesty, the Blood Dynasty left behind a lot of equipment. Should we begin cleaning up the battlefield?"

"Of course, take it. And take a few prisoners for interrogation. We need intelligence."

"As you command. Also, since your friend is visiting, should we lower our guard?"

"Release it."

After the war, the Southern Army's Royal Guards imposed martial law on the scene to protect the king. The outer layer was surrounded by elite troops, fearing any sneak attackers. After all, Fulilian had experienced this several times.

The place of Gaileyd is unlucky and is often attacked by ambushes, especially the Blood King who has no martial ethics and no courage, so people have to be on guard.

But now she has recovered a lot.

The first one to run over was Millicent, who stroked the hilt of her sword with a lingering fear.

"You actually won the war between four demigods! That Water Bird Dance you used against Latarn and Monger was truly spectacular!"

"It's a pity there's only one level."

"That's quite impressive! It's said that the Valkyrie Marennia also practiced for many years to master the Flowing Water Sword Technique. Now she should be the strongest swordsman in the entire borderland."

"So you plan to change your target."

"No, in my opinion, you are more talented, Fulilian. Besides, the sacred tree is far away and closed, making it difficult to reach."

"Since you want to practice swordsmanship with me, why not join?"

After so much preparation, she finally had the chance to speak. After all, Millicent had a close relationship with the Valkyrie and was also involved in the matter of the Scarlet Goddess of Corruption. It would always be good to pay more attention to it.

"Don't worry, I don't mean joining the army. You can act like the Faded Guild in Stonewell. If there's a major incident, I'll call you."

"I consider."

Her eyes lit up when she heard that, and she actually agreed.

If you think about it carefully, there will be no shortage of battles if you follow the Southern Army, and it will definitely be lively.

Millicent stood silent, lost in thought, by the shore. She had a strange feeling of closure today, as if the death of General Shatterstar also marked the end of a cause and effect for her. Why? Continued travels would surely reveal the answer.

Meanwhile, Alexander greeted them while cleaning up the remains of Latarn's body and putting some of the minced meat into the pot.

"Then I'll leave him in your hands."

Fulilian never understood this hero's burial, but she respected it.

She also believed that Latan, whose soul was pulled by Michaela, had at least died physically, and if they could meet again, he might not be the same as before.

"It's an honor for a warrior pot to receive the corpse of a hero. Unfortunately, my performance was so poor, far inferior to yours. Perhaps it's because I haven't practiced enough... I will also embark on my journey next."

"Where?"

"Yatan Plateau, volcanoes, and even the Sky City—I want to see how magnificent they are."

"See you then."

Then she looked at Blaze who was not far away. The latter nodded and pointed in the direction of the meteorite's fall, then left in a hurry without saying anything more.

He should be acting as a scout for Lani and conducting preliminary investigations.

Although Flillian wanted to immediately enter the Eternal City of Nokron to search, her subordinates wouldn't allow their immediate superior to disappear immediately. Furthermore, there were still many areas of Gaileyd that hadn't been explored, and a series of follow-up arrangements needed...

With this thought, she scratched her head and realized that her hair was messy, so she used two Ionian flowers to tie her hair back into her ponytails.

perfect.

The fatigue from the battle was mostly gone, and he still had the Scarlet Corruption weapon in his hand, so he could face the two acquaintances.

"So you're here on behalf of the volcano?"

There was a hint of wariness in her eyes when she looked at Bernal and Patch. She still had some basic investigation work. Through the southern forces, she knew that the two had close ties with the Volcano Residence and had a very impressive background.

It is said that even the Fragment King Lakkad admires it, so it cannot be underestimated.

What's more, this combat skills teacher is a faded king, in complete condition, and possesses power no less than a demigod. In a sense, he is currently the strongest person present.

"Don't see anyone outside."

Patch rubbed his hands together. "We don't represent the volcano. We are just here to bear witness as free men."

"welcome."

"You believe it? That's why I tricked you."

Fulilian raised her eyebrows and released a little pressure. "Those are your little actions, which are harmless. Otherwise, I would use all kinds of magic to take care of you."

Hearing this, Patch's neck shrank and sweat broke out. He laughed it off and didn't mention it. He was just kidding. In fact, he knew when to stop. If he had really tricked the other side to death in the previous few worlds, he wouldn't have survived to reach the border.

"I will give you 1.5 times the friendship price for the mercenaries as promised, just to encourage your courage."

"really?"

"Go and claim your reward. I want to catch up with Bernard."

Although getting along with Patchy is always full of weird intrigues, everyone knows their limits and they are old friends due to some fate.

When Fulilian first got the magic of the game and immersed herself in it, she was indeed cheated. After inheriting multiple powers, she didn't dare to act rashly. The two sides even fought together for a time, so it didn't hurt to pay a friendship price.

The victory in the Battle of the Church was also due to the ominous prisoner tools he sold.

"What about you, Mr. Bernard?"

"I just taught you a few fighting skills on a whim. I don't deserve your respect."

"It doesn't matter."

She changed the subject: "I wanted to ask you what you were doing here, but your eyes lacked a firm sense of purpose, so you probably couldn't answer me."

"Yes, I just came to see the battle festival."

The two were silent.

As two people with faded royal status, they should have more in common, but they had both lost their original witches, which was not a good thing. If they discussed their respective identities, it would be even more complicated and involve a struggle for power.

No one could have expected that things would develop to this point after that meeting in the Storm Cabin. Times have changed.

After a moment's silence, Bernard asked, "I heard you have a spirit witch named Melina, who gave you the spirit horse Torret?"

Fleury nodded.

"...Since you fought against Outer Gods and Demigods in the swamp for her, she must be very important to you. I don't need to remind you to protect her. In short, don't lose your partner, even if it costs you something."

"You've hidden some of the story, but I accept that. What are your plans next?"

"Let's just muddle through in the volcano for now. Who knows what the war will be like."

Bernal mentioned some of the fighting on the Yatan Plateau and frankly discussed some of the arrangements at the Volcano Residence, which really surprised Fulilian, who had insufficient intelligence capabilities.

It was really Eldridge who came to the junction.

interesting.

The Fire Lords did inexplicably develop a connection with the land beneath the Golden Tree, but it was the subsequent changes that were important.

The new monster jointly researched by the Devouring Serpent and the Lord of the Deep performed well. Even the Royal City Army was troubled at one point. Many highland villages were destroyed. I guess Markit was in a state of panic.

"Thank you for the information, Bernard. I have the basic information."

"You'll find out sooner or later anyway."

"You give me a travel-weary vibe. Are you planning to go somewhere far away?"

"How perceptive! Yes, in the future I will go to Sky City to seize the destined death. The Golden Rule seal is wrong, and we must liberate it."

"I'll be there too. Maybe we can team up in the future."

"..."

Bernard shook his head and waved his hand. Fulilian, seemingly aware of something, responded with a farewell. Perhaps there was only one person who could challenge the Black Sword. This was his persistence in his years of searching, and he would probably be a rival by then.

The group did not stay long at the Volcano Residence. Except for Bernal who came and went without a trace, even Patch left early and ran away after receiving his reward from the mercenary group.

He is clearly here to make a quick buck, and will probably brag about participating in the battle festival and defeating the demigod later.

Fulilian also bid a solemn farewell to the other challengers.

Some planned to rest first, some hurriedly said goodbye, and some lingered for a long time, savoring the experience with emotion...

The dust has settled.

Everyone's farewells gave people a sense of closure, and even the Four Gods' Battle that shook Gaileed finally came to an end.

"Your Majesty, what do you do next?"

The Southern Army quickly cleaned up the battlefield and was familiar with the route.

"Stop being stunned."

Fulilian smiled and said, "At a time like this, we should hold a celebration banquet."

Edgar slapped his head and muttered to himself, "I've been so busy lately that I forgot the process. Yes, we need to reward everyone. But the supplies we brought might not be enough."

"Red Lion City has sufficient reserves. We are prepared to hold out for many years."

Jie Lian's answer was reassuring, everything was ready.

"let's start."

Everyone regrouped in Red Lion City, now bathed in the fragrance of flowers.

The collapsed area had of course been repaired, which was no problem with Flillian's magic. Even the area around the cliffs was covered with flowers and vines, which were fragrant. Perhaps the largest city in Gaileyd would become the most beautiful building complex in the area.

The last silver-haired girl left in the battlefield wasteland strolled on the beach, with her hands behind her back, leaving behind a trail of footprints that stretched into the distance.

The tide surged, the waves roared endlessly, and the waves submerged the craters on the shore, burying the memory of a great war. But no one will forget, the coastal flower fields tell the story.

She enjoys the quiet while walking past the player's advice:

I did it, I won.

Whenever I see something like this, I can't help but feel the same way. It is indeed a tough battle.

Fortunately, the harvest was quite rich. While everyone was preparing for the banquet, Fulilian had already returned to the Great Blessing without stopping, and went straight to the Two-Finger Room to exchange for Memories. She couldn't wait any longer. It is estimated that many Faded Ones did not realize that they had gone back once, after all, they were also busy paying attention to the battle festival.