Frillian in the Elden Ring

I didn't expect that the Fader had been worrying about this matter and had finally achieved results. Each of the elements was shocking when taken alone, but he tried to combine them and succeeded. It was simply incredible.

Hard work pays off. It is the Soul Fire King's persistence day and night that has promoted technology. His enthusiasm for both people and Magic Flillian is unquestionable and contagious.

Melina also secretly looked forward to the feeling of truly walking in the world.

After all, the several times of being powerless during the Gaelid War were too frustrating. A true witch has another responsibility:

accompany.

You should really go through this long journey with her.

"However, the key ritual must be performed by the Full Moon Queen to increase the probability."

Seren added.

"How is she doing?"

"Everything is normal. While you were away, Lani came back to see her mother. Now, Lenara spends more time meditating. The only thing holding her back is probably her heart disease or the secret from the past, but operating the basic life secrets shouldn't be difficult."

While communicating, Freellian releases her magic sense to explore the attic area, so don't disturb her in person. Just make sure that the Full Moon Queen is safe.

In the library, Lenara opened her eyes slightly and looked up, then continued to sleep while hugging Amber.

In autism.

But he was much better than his previous unstable state, so Fulilian felt a little relieved. It seemed that the mother-daughter chat was effective. As for the truth of the marriage, they had to go to the royal city to investigate.

According to the communication with Pastor Turtle when they got together at the church, he should know something, suggesting that the clue was in Rodel.

"Just keep pushing forward with this project. Leave the high-level tears to me."

Seren warned: "The surface and underground have long developed different historical trajectories, and their technologies are very different. Be careful of the traps in the Eternal City when you go there in the future."

"I know what I'm doing."

"Since you've finally come back, why don't you join me in researching the Origin Sect?"

"Although the stars are moving again, rash observations are dangerous, and I don't want the teacher to be in danger."

Fulilian immediately warned: "Remember my Soul Blessing Magical Protection. At least it can prevent you from easily transforming into a Magician's Ball, which is very serious."

"...You're just worrying. Don't worry, you've inspired me. The Origin Faction needs to develop further instead of just blindly pursuing the stars."

"I can help the teacher research the rest."

After completing the basic report, Se Lian returned to his laboratory, and all work will revolve around the return of the first researcher.

Although this apprentice often disappeared or fell asleep, he could make rapid progress in his research as long as he prepared the necessary materials so that the work could be carried out quickly.

Yeah.

Fulilian still approves of the current direction of the School of Origin.

Melina said, "So you're planning to start some long-term research? Like the secrets of life?"

"Indeed, I need a large amount of teardrop material to test the compatibility of souls. This has nothing to do with theory, it depends purely on proficiency. Only then can I safely guide your soul. Don't worry, I will minimize the danger."

"I mean, don't be too tired. Think about it, don't you still have to worry about Dragon Feast, Crimson Corruption, and the Deathborn's technology?"

"It doesn't matter."

Seeing the silver-haired girl's enthusiasm, she stopped reminding her. No one would doubt King Soul Fire's passion for magic. He was probably the best researcher of all time.

The days that followed gradually returned to peace.

Apart from Frelian's visit to Stonewell to boost the morale of the clearing troops, she usually stays in the laboratory of Rhea Lukalia Academy. It is rich in resources, has a good atmosphere, and is not short of outstanding talents in various magical fields. It is the best choice.

Her research topics are naturally the several projects mentioned at the conference, all of which are included.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

We couldn't just face the various oddities at the border with nothing in sight. For example, the Scarlet Corruption and Cursed Blood had taught us a lesson; it was easy to be ambushed without prior investigation. This time, we were safe, but that might not be the case in the future.

So the Soul Fire King's schedule became staying in the laboratory, occasionally going out to clean up the scarlet corruption.

At the same time, she urged the Southern Army to explore cave mazes as much as possible.

Leave the tough ones and clear away the weak ones.

However, with their current strength, there is no dungeon that they cannot pass, and they can basically complete it. Of course, they still need support occasionally.

For example, the Ring Bead Hunter and the sleeping giant golem caused some commotion.

Their strength did take some effort on the part of the army, and before they could mobilize more forces, Fulilian set off with interest. Of course, they ended up being wiped out, which was a minor episode.

The investigation at Gway's Cottage yielded little, as the corrupt followers had vanished or simply died, leaving the land covered in flower fields uninhabitable.

There is another landmark in Gayleed.

The Beast Priest Temple in the north still stands tall, and Edgar has issued a request for instructions regarding this special being:

"Your Majesty, do we need to take the initiative to contact him? We need to know his attitude."

He knew Fulilian's schedule. "Since you are about to sleep for a long time, let the army eliminate the threat first."

"No, I should see this familiar face before I go back."

"We did hear that when His Majesty first started his activities, he provided dead roots to the Beast Priests, and we happened to have collected quite a few."

"That's good."

The silver-haired girl took the heavy bag of dead root materials, which should be enough to exchange for all of them.

Seeing this, Edgar looked even more puzzled.

"Actually, there's no need to trouble Your Majesty to make a trip. We can just go and deliver it, right?"

"Before, I was a fledgling Faded One whose stance didn't matter. Now that I'm a rebellious Fragment King, I wonder if his judgment will change. He's very powerful, so his stance needs to be considered."

After saying this, Fulilian entered the blessing and disappeared. The officers who remained there looked at each other in confusion. Who could be considered powerful by His Majesty?

……

Beast Temple.

On the high platform, the priest, dressed in coarse cloth, was sleeping, just as always, no different from the long years in the past.

He just collected dead roots day after day, year after year, and encouraged everyone to clean up the deadborn. Otherwise, he didn't care much... Not entirely, because Gayleid was so busy recently. It was like a completely new place.

Suddenly, the Gulang priest opened his eyes, his pupils shrank into a thin line, and his gaze was sharp.

A very scary aura came to visit.

The instigator has arrived.

The blessing point at the entrance of the temple is shining.

Although they hadn't appeared yet, there weren't many people he could interact with after just a brief encounter. Seeing this, he winked at the Black Sword followers, telling them to just be statues and avoid unnecessary movement.

As expected, a white wizard walked out of the light, along with a silver-haired girl wearing two Ionian flowers on her head, revealing her subhuman ears without any concern.

She never cared about the rumors in the border area, not to mention that her beauty and power overwhelmed the entire audience.

"What are you doing?"

"Gulanger, I have collected a lot of dead roots and want to exchange them with you."

Fulilian stated her purpose straight away, and asked tentatively, "What do you think of Gallid now?"

"First of all, congratulations on defeating Latarn and taking the two Great Runes to become a Quasi-King. His previous title of the strongest demigod may have lacked a few achievements, but you are the real deal. The one before me is the most powerful demigod of our time. Fulilian, you are not far from the Elden Ring."

"You must be very knowledgeable?"

"Forget it, but I just want to collect the dead roots to avoid this disaster. The past has nothing to do with me."

"From what I understand, you clearly support Malika and the corresponding Golden Rule. In the eyes of the world, I probably haven't chosen this path. We should have our differences."

"of course."

The Beast Priest stood up with great momentum while giving an affirmative answer.

The simple movement was like the stance of a battle-hardened warrior, filled with murderous intent and unparalleled brilliance. Ordinary heroes wouldn't have been able to stand a chance. A cold wind blew through the hall, whistling away the dust.

He looked directly at the silver-haired girl, who stood there leisurely and contentedly.

"That's all the reaction?"

"You don't have any strong fighting spirit, so we can't fight. Grang, you have a lot of concerns."

Having said that, Fulilian was prepared, as the injuries she suffered during the Four Gods Battle had fully recovered.

"You were right."

The beast plopped back down and muttered, "This body is meant to atone for sin. I shouldn't start another war or cause chaos. If I disappoint my lord, I should settle the score and commit suicide."

"Although you may not belong to Lady Marika's camp, we have a consensus on repairing the border area. As long as you don't cross any red lines, you can proceed."

"If you become a real threat, I will take responsibility for eliminating you."

On the surface, the priest gives people a melancholy temperament, but in reality he is always imposing, like a sharp knife.

Always be prepared.

He will rush to the battlefield immediately once he receives the order.

Fulilian smiled faintly and responded, "I look forward to that day. By then, your true identity will be revealed."

It was pointless to ask now, so she withdrew her probing intentions. Provocation was even more unnecessary. Gallid, with so much to rebuild, needed to recuperate, and avoiding a fight with such an unfathomable powerhouse was a plus.

Besides, she was thinking about quickly resolving the matter at the border and returning to reality.

The two of them, neither wanting to cause any trouble, looked at each other and continued the previous exchange process.

"enough?"

"As expected of a prominent figure in the borderland, having so many people helping you collect dead roots is certainly enough. I have to bring out some of my powerful stock."

The beast priest first handed over the scroll containing the prayer:

Ordinary prayers such as [Beast Stone], [Beast Claw], [Beast Roar], and [Beast Vitality] were meaningless to Fulilian. There were more than one way to restore similar effects. At first, she was not very interested and mainly focused on the players' evaluations.

According to the messages, the dead roots they can collect are very limited, and they often have to go to later maps, but they can collect precious materials that have been passed on several times.

Some of them even came from volcanoes and fell into our hands through layers of transactions.

Fulilian was not surprised by the difference in mechanisms between the two sides. The key was that the reward level offered by the beast priest was not high enough and was not very good... But when it came to the high-level prayer, even she was surprised.

First of all, the prayer that allowed him to hand it over to the Soul Fire King was unusual, and he could view the item description himself.

【Gurlanger Rock】

[The prayer taught by the Beast Priest Gulanger is a high-level prayer]

[Can throw huge rocks forward, can be performed continuously]

[It is said that in the past, the Gulang was a terrifying beast]

[His ancient name means the death of a demigod]

This description!

The silver-haired girl's gaze grew sharper, her heart tightening, and she almost couldn't hide her fighting spirit. Ultimately, she remained calm and continued to examine the remaining prayers. She couldn't confirm anything yet, so she needed to gather more evidence. There was no need to rashly confront them.

However, the rest of the information is not very informative. Well, it doesn’t matter whether Gulang is the “existence that controls the death of demigods” mentioned by Lani.

Fulilian's target is the destined death, but she is not sure if this person is the Black Sword, and even if he is, he may not be carrying it.

Moreover, the consequences of releasing the Death Rune are too great and must be carefully considered.

So she just pretended nothing happened.

Forget it.

Little did he know that Malikus had sensed a flash of murderous intent directed at him? Such a terrifying aura, it made even the strongest killer's hair stand on end, almost bursting with fear, but he managed to hold it in. Then he noticed the silver-haired girl still studying her prayers, calm and composed.

Although I don't know what she discovered and changed her mind, it's good that she was spared a life-and-death fight.

All is well.

"...Thank you very much, Grang. I have already got what I wanted. Excuse me for now. See you later."

"I'm looking forward to you sending me more dead roots. Also, your activeness has brought more vitality to the border area. I wish us all the best. I'm happy to hear about the outstanding performance of my partners."

Fulilian nodded, walked into the blessing point and disappeared.

She returned to her room at the Magic Academy.

Since the Beast Temple intends to abide by the law, there is no need to worry for the time being. All matters have come to an end, and there is no need for me to worry about them anymore.