Frillian in the Elden Ring

"So you're planning on taking some time off?"

Melina sat in a chair beside the bed "Then I'll help you keep watch."

"it is good."

In fact, the magic in the game is much safer than the real world. However, if Miss Witch wants to help, there is no reason for Fulilian to refuse. She can just hang up for a while. The border area will still operate. She can just come and check it occasionally during this period.

The silver-haired girl closed her eyes and entered into meditation, actively separating her consciousness and heading to the other side.

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Chapter 176 Don’t sleep too deeply.

In the afternoon, at the Magic Association branch.

In front of the huge sliding blackboard in the fan-shaped classroom, the red-haired girl sat on a high stool and wrote the last spell, patting the chalk dust on her hands.

"That's all for this commentary on sunlight therapy. Everyone, go and rest."

"Thank you for clearing up our confusion, Assistant Instructor Volame."

The magicians in the audience said goodbye politely and left one after another. Each of them was older than the lecturer, but everyone knew that Volame's knowledge was superior and he was considered a senior in the field of magic.

Especially when the God Age magician Frillian was in seclusion for research, it was impossible to ask her some difficult questions.

Although she generously disclosed many magics, there was still a problem:

too difficult.

Most people only have a superficial understanding of it and have only learned the basics. Even if they can barely use sunlight healing, it is still far from enough.

At this time, further clarification is needed.

Unfortunately, Fulilian had been completely indifferent to the outside world since her last active period. No one dared to guess how long the elves would take a sudden break. So everyone had no choice but to seek out Volame, their personal disciple. It turned out that she truly understood the situation and had an even greater talent for teaching.

Therefore, the young girl became a teacher at the North Wind Fortress branch of the Magic Association, mainly responsible for further explaining and teaching the magic left by Frillian.

Thanks to the extensive annotations she left behind, most people would never have access to this kind of magic.

Squeak!

Volame jumped down from the high bench and landed steadily.

Then she took out her lunch box from her package and ate while reading the words on the blackboard. She was still not satisfied with the status quo and hoped to find room for improvement...

"Are you busy, sir?"

The man in elegant attire who walked into the classroom was none other than the city lord Wayne. He greeted everyone with a smile and a respectful tone.

"I'm not busy, what's going on now?"

"The excavation of the Tomb of the Broken King has made new progress. Exploration teams have appeared one after another, and exploration of the surrounding areas is proceeding in an orderly manner. However, a new problem has arisen, and the kingdom that controls that territory is considering closing it."

"Is it to protect cultural relics?"

Volame tilted his head and asked, "That's also an angle, isn't it?"

"Child, you think too highly of them. Word has spread among the aristocratic circles that after the closure, heavy taxes will be imposed before entry is allowed, and a series of restrictions will be imposed. The kingdom will monopolize the area."

"what?"

"They already have the title of Underground Palace Kingdom and possess a vast amount of resources. It would be very troublesome to disrupt them. Furthermore, I heard that they will impose restrictions specifically on members of the Magic Association, such as restricting exploration or requiring them to pay a high price."

"What the hell is going on here, Mr. City Lord? Please explain it in detail."

Wayne took this opportunity to give some general knowledge and tell the young people about the situation of the kingdom's top leaders so that they would no longer be in the dark.

Fortunately, Volame was quick to understand.

"They're clearly trying to make money, and they're specifically targeting our association. Are they being extra cautious?"

"That's right. After all, an organization that controls a vast amount of magical resources has expanded rapidly over the past few years, which inevitably causes concern among some members of the royal family. It's inevitable that His Majesty is suspicious and greedy."

"Don't they know the focus is on the demon front? I heard the demon prophet is planning a new operation, and the Underground Palace Kingdom is still plotting at this time?"

“It’s not as noticeable if you’re not at the border.”

"..."

Volame, who had come into contact with countless people and things during this period, also knew that many nobles considered magic to be uncivilized.

In the past, humans' weak magic left them with the concept of tricks and conjuring, and even banned research at one time. Even today, the prejudice is still difficult to eliminate.

After all, it has only been a few years since the elves Celiai of the mythological era promoted the development of magic.

"Not allowing Master to explore the maze is more painful than killing her."

Volame could already imagine that the silver-haired elf had been thinking about it day and night after hearing about the excavation of the tomb of the Broken King, wondering what good things were hidden in the treasure chest. With his personality, he definitely couldn't help it, and wouldn't help it. He would do whatever he wanted without any taboos.

ban?

When the elves were causing trouble on earth, humans were still eating raw meat and drinking blood. You are the latecomers.

It’s good enough that Frillian’s concept has been updated to “humans have started to follow rules”, but she has no understanding of “what is prohibited”.

There's no way to stop her.

Wayne rubbed his temple and muttered, "I'm worried about a conflict, so please pass on the message. As for me, I will continue to lobby His Majesty Ande V."

At the same time, he urged that the conflict be kept within the branch and not to be known to the headquarters.

Celia, who sits in the Magic City, is even more powerful.

If this combative, militant leader realized he was being targeted, it would be hard not to react. In contrast, the gentle and laid-back Fulilian was easier to get along with, and the honorary president was more understanding of people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, Volame nodded solemnly and agreed, but he was still worried.

The master didn't wake up.

Although she advertised herself as being in seclusion for research, in fact, Fulilian had been sleeping for a long time and had not come back once, at least for humans, it was a long time.

There should be a series of emergency situations in the dream.

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure when the master will be free. Once she starts researching, she ignores others."

"I understand. You eat first."

Wayne politely waved goodbye and left. As far as he was concerned, the only thing he needed to do was avoid any chaos. He especially needed to keep the superpowers like Fulilian and Celia at bay. While the elves had been well-behaved for a long time, it was best not to provoke them lightly.

He felt very relieved to entrust Volame to deliver the message. Although the child was young, he was well-educated and had a high level of comprehension. He understood things quickly and was easy to get along with. No wonder he was favored by the magician of the Age of Gods.

The red-haired girl who stayed in the classroom gobbled up the food in no time.

full.

Then she stood up and stretched. She had beautiful curves and a tall figure. She would be very strong in the future.

Volame's eyes lit up after he walked out of the classroom.

"Why are you here?"

I hadn't expected the neighbor's elf to actually be reading a book at the association. It was a rare sight for her to actually be out and about. After some inquiries, I learned that Millie Adele, who was even more reluctant to go out, had asked her to buy some wine and visit the association.

"Also, the village chief asked me to purchase some goods. We can't rely solely on traveling merchants for this in the future. Why don't we just buy them ourselves and bring them back?"

"That being said, isn't there any danger?"

"Where in this world isn't dangerous? As Fulilian once said, the more we isolate ourselves and guard ourselves, the more we appear different to others and are more likely to be ostracized. It's better to be more active and create influence. I didn't understand it before, but now I realize she's a very wise spirit."

"Then I'll go with you."

Upon hearing this, the neighbor elf readily agreed. It was great to have an acquaintance leading the way.

Although he had some magical skills that were enough to protect himself, he still needed a guide to explore the city of North Wind Fortress.

So Volame enthusiastically invited the guests to go shopping together.

Half a day later.

In the evening, the man and the elf finally finished the purchasing work, which was smoother than expected. This was thanks to the increasingly developed commercial activities in the North Wind Fortress, which had a dazzling array of goods.

Once difficult to develop as a frontier, it is now rapidly prospering by taking advantage of the peace period.

Finally, the two separated in front of the bronze statue of Frillian. The neighboring elf girl went to the hotel to sleep soundly since dusk. She was indeed a relaxed race and never accumulated fatigue. She had enough activities today.

Volame glanced at the bronze statue.

A circle of fountains was built around the edge, and more flowers were placed there than before. Even though the person was not around, the legend was growing day by day.

She leisurely returned to the association to pack her bags.

The main hall gradually became quiet, after all, it was time to take a break from get off work.

On weekdays, it is quite lively and even serves as a commission center. In addition, some pubs and hotels gather people from all over the world. However, at night, people have to go to special entertainment venues, which makes this place deserted.

It was just the right time for Volame to prepare for the trip, as she could get back quickly on foot.

"I haven't been to the Elf Village for a while. I have to go back and take a look. I also want to bring some wine to Sister Adele. I wonder when Master will wake up..."

"Who?"

Suddenly she looked towards the corner of the hall.

Seeing that the other party did not react, the red-haired girl condensed a lightning in her hand and said coldly:

"Sir, you don't think I'm deceiving you, do you?"

Before he finished speaking, a young man emerged from the shadows. Volame put away his magic because of the emblem of the wizard of the other association. Otherwise, he could have attacked immediately. This was the preemptive strategy taught by his master.

"It really lives up to its reputation. I chose this Concealment Shadow Magic experiment from Teacher Celia, but it was discovered."

"The user is the most important. You were negligent in your practice of concentrating your magic power, which is why it was exposed."

"Thanks for the advice."

Lehman bowed politely, a look of admiration on his face.

It's amazing that he was able to discover the problem, and he was able to point out the flaw in one sentence. I really blamed it on my negligence. I didn't expect that the most talented magician of the contemporary era already has such power.

I'm really looking forward to his future.

"My name is Lehman, and I'm a newly recruited first-level magician at headquarters. The relevant files should have been shared with the branch."

"...Yes, I remember now. You did come to the association to deliver a letter to President Celie before."

Volame nodded: "So, is this news from the president?"

"She heard about the Kingdom Striking Association."

The two fell into silence, looked at each other and sighed. In the end, that person found out, and it became difficult.

If it were ordinary affairs, Celie would not bother to care about them and would usually turn a deaf ear to what was happening outside. But if it hindered the development of magic, she would not sit still.

In her eyes, the Demon War promoted technological innovation, Master and Apprentice Fulilian was committed to promoting its popularization, and she herself was in charge of the association to train many great magicians. She had made comprehensive progress in background, grassroots, and senior management. Everything was thriving. Who would dare to be a stumbling block?

Damn.

Anyone who issues a ban without knowing their own limitations is Celie's enemy.

Although the older elves would not fight directly, they would definitely respond. For example, they sent their new disciple, the shadow magician Leman, to investigate.

"I've confirmed it, and it's true. Some conservative kingdoms in the central region are very hostile to the association."

Volame had not expected that the matter of a maze would become such a big deal.

The demon front isn't stable yet, and humans are clearly working tirelessly to strengthen their military, yet you're dragging your feet? If Master Fulilian knew, she'd probably be quite critical, even furious.

"What should I do?"

"Master's plan is to just 'teach them a lesson,' but this lesson is likely to be of Mythology-era standard..."

"We tried our best to stop Lady Celia, and she said she would let her apprentice mediate. But she felt our strength wasn't enough to intimidate us, so she hoped Lady Fulilian would come along to negotiate, just in case."

"It's well known that he lives in seclusion, so I came to you, his direct disciple."

When talking about this, Lehmann was also overwhelmed and looked tired.

Running back and forth is the most tiring, especially when you are caught in the middle. On one side is the rejection of the suspicious King Ander V, and on the other side is the tyranny of the magician of the Age of Gods. Both of them are difficult to deal with.

At this point, Volame could only nod.

Agree first.

However, I don't know when the master will wake up, or should I wake him up on my own initiative? It's not a matter of urgency, right?

It wasn't a demon invasion. But according to Fulilian's standards, perhaps being banned from exploring the maze was just as serious as being attacked by demons. Alas, the powerful elves had their own unique personalities. Even I couldn't truly understand my master.