Frillian in the Elden Ring

"Master, don't you realize this? Team Fulilian is now the strongest adventuring team in the world, surpassing all contemporary heroic teams. We will definitely overcome this challenge."

Volame declared with a grin, his eyes gleaming with confidence that came from his absolute strength, having gotten to know the members along the way.

"maybe."

The silver-haired girl also smiled, gazing at the distant royal city, which shone brightly even under the night sky. It was still shrouded in mist, but she said firmly:

"That's right. If you accomplish such a great feat, you'll be a hero at least. Consider it your debut battle."

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Chapter 186: Encountering a clone in the maze.

Early in the morning, outside the excavation site of King Lingluo’s Tomb.

Led by a group of nobles, the two people serving as the honorary president and the president's representative walked towards the magnificent white carriage. Four strong horses rode with their heads held high and the flag with the royal emblem fluttered in the wind.

The target is the royal city. It is said that King Ander has already prepared his supplies and is waiting for the visit.

Both the host and the guest deliberately ignored the question of "why the association's delegation and main personnel chose to arrive at different times". The focus was on the audience.

Some temptations and games can only be understood clearly after seeing them in person.

The gate to the excavation site.

The gates clattered open, signaling the imminent departure. Fu La Mei, freshly washed, trotted over, waved, and said with a smile, "Master, be careful over there too. Don't rush into anything."

"Yeah, you too. You can take your time exploring the maze, and try to wait until I get back."

Fulilian gave a warning and exchanged a glance with Wayne, who nodded. As the two oldest and most experienced members of the team, they certainly had to shoulder the responsibility of being steady and cautious.

Then she turned around and got into the gorgeous carriage with Lehman.

The inexplicably serious atmosphere between the master and the disciple made passers-by somewhat puzzled. Why did they seem like they were going to some adventurous place?

"drive!"

As the groom cracked his whip, the steeds galloped at full speed, carrying the carriage forward. The tall knights escorting them followed suit, their banners held high and resplendent, as they headed for the towering city walls in the distance, estimated to arrive within a day.

For most people this is just a visit.

"So? Could it be that the people from the Magic Association came here just to investigate the tomb of the Lingluo King and to pay him an audience?"

"You got it wrong. The key point is to persuade His Majesty, who is against the popularization of magic. The conservative royal family won't agree if there is no exchange of interests."

"Hard to say."

"Your Majesty has been very resistant to advice lately. I'm afraid he won't change anytime soon."

"If we use our achievements in rescuing the fallen king's tomb to lobby a few members of the royal family, there should be a slight possibility."

"Let's just wait for the results."

A considerable number of the nobles who were discussing the matter were not confident. Although they got along well with the people in the Magic Association and did agree with the trend, their attitude towards their superiors was uncertain. Ultimately, they had to listen to the king's decision.

It doesn't matter to them what side they take; the key is which side has the upper hand.

Volame was disgusted by what this group of people said, so he simply gave up trying to find out and turned his attention to the Tomb of the Scattered King.

At this moment, some workers have reopened the collapsed entrance of the corridor, revealing a dark, deep and narrow passage, which is of course still being cleared and expanded.

"Everyone, get ready."

The foreman said loudly, "We plan to begin preliminary exploration today."

Then he waved a signal.

Boom!

The pulley crane suddenly lifted a huge rock. Due to the calculated chain reaction, this immediately caused other rubble to slide down, and then rushed out and finally cleared a spacious entrance.

As expected of a professional, everything went much more smoothly as long as there were no monster threats.

While they continued their final cleanup, the mercenaries, adventurers, and troops nearby were all gearing up and quietly gathering their strength.

Especially for magicians, it is necessary to accumulate magic power.

Because of the energy they'd used up yesterday, Volame decided to meditate a bit longer before exploring, a decision that Wayne also approved of. Their primary goal was to gather intelligence on the maze, far from completing a complete conquest.

She needs to act steadily.

It is for your own safety and also to avoid giving the master the impression that you are reckless, otherwise he will keep a closer eye on the apprentice in the future.

"Mr. Fenton, how long do you estimate it will take to enter the main body of the mausoleum?"

Wayne asked the noble in charge.

"It seems you've done some research beforehand. Many people think we're excavating a tomb. Indeed, we've only reached the outermost perimeter of the outer perimeter. It's more like a large, complex maze, layer upon layer, and has covered buildings several times in history. So, we should still have three days to excavate the main structure."

"According to the intelligence, the edges have been nested by underground-dwelling monsters. You've witnessed this, but the most troublesome insecticides were all taken care of by Lady Fulilian."

"So we will easily cross the monster layer. Thanks to their years of digging holes, we will definitely be able to advance our progress significantly."

He pointed and saw that some mercenaries had already brought out monster materials, and they were all killed with one move without any chance of survival.

many!

Basically, they were all wiped out by Fulilian alone yesterday.

It is hard to imagine what kind of perception allows her to accurately kill monsters through layers of tombs. The attack path she can drive at will is exaggerated enough. These monsters did not die unjustly, after all, it was the magician of the Age of Gods who took action personally.

The situation was better than expected, as the monster layer was cleared thanks to Fulilian.

Keep going.

Reports of new discoveries gradually came in, with responses such as "There is a coffin here", "Make rubbings of all the murals", "Copy the text and take it back", "Take away any intact objects that can be taken away first", etc. It was obvious that the harvest was quite fruitful.

Volame felt itchy after hearing this, but she cared more about the battle and was not interested in the detailed archaeological work.

In this way, people continued to move the cultural relics.

They dug with great interest, and found many valuable things such as gold, silver, and jewelry. Even if they only relied on dividends, it would be a windfall.

At the same time, some people simply took out the coffin, placed it on the ground with a bang, and made the coffin lid drift away to reveal the corpse. Of course, the personal burial objects inside were also taken away one by one.

"is this okay?"

Seeing this, Volame's mouth twitched.

"If you hire this bunch of cheap guys, you should be aware that they are unprofessional and unqualified, but efficient."

Fenton said disapprovingly, "Judging from the size of the burial objects, we're almost at the main mausoleum. Perhaps we can find out about the white shadow you're worried about..."

Boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard in the corridor, followed by a burst of noisy shouting and wailing.

Wayne immediately concluded, "Someone triggered a mechanism and got shot, but it's probably not a vital hit. It can be cured."

"Lord Volame, as President Fulilian's true disciple, you should be the most skilled in healing magic here. I am willing to pay a high price. Please heal them."

"I would have done it even if you hadn't told me."

The red-haired girl took the initiative to walk towards the stretcher that was stumbled out.

As expected, Wayne's guess was correct: it was a standard arrow wound. Due to the mechanism's age and rust, combined with tetanus, it was enough to be fatal. However, sunlight healed it, and the bleeding and scab formed in minutes. The wounded man thanked him profusely, grateful to have been spared.

"You're welcome. Just rest and recuperate afterwards."

She is happy to seize the opportunity to hone her abilities, whether for others or for herself. The higher the efficiency, the higher the practical value.

High-level healing is what Volame pursues, such as recovery without scars like his master.

"Someone!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from inside the mausoleum, followed by an explosion that raised a cloud of dust.

Volame, who was not far from the entrance of King Lingluo's Tomb, suddenly felt a strong vibration under his feet. The dust from the explosion washed his face, causing him to cough violently.

Her first reaction was to activate the magic barrier and roll to create distance.

Wide range perception!

The magic scan extended, and indeed, someone was killed by the shockwave. A single encounter had resulted in a fatality, a ruthless act. But there were no other figures. The opponent seemed to have hidden deeply, having escaped with a single blow.

The sudden loss caused everyone to evacuate in a hurry.

The workers and scholars who were digging for treasure inside ran away. Fortunately, they remembered to take the wounded and the dead away. Their terrified behavior undoubtedly amplified the panic.

There were cries, wails, and gibberish repetitions at the scene, and then there was a white shadow again, no other information.

"quiet."

Fenton said coldly: "Treat the wounded, perform autopsies, and compile reports."

"Hurry up."

He pointed at the mercenaries. For those who were paid to do things that often involved blood and knives, this scene was nothing. They immediately acted according to their employer's instructions. Of course, there were experts in the investigation and tracking team, and they quickly began to check the process.

Volame took the initiative to treat the wounded.

Thanks to her efforts, as long as they didn't die on the spot, they could breathe a sigh of relief. With the help of other priests, the casualties were minimized.

During the era when Fulilian taught magic, healing magic was the most advanced.

The autopsy results soon came in: "Report, the deceased died from magical bombardment, a standard method used by magic users. In addition, there were also sword injuries, a single blow killed him, and there are traces of assassins. Therefore, there is an ambush team in the mausoleum, or a monster with corresponding abilities. The specific form should be..."

The doctor even roughly deduced the enemy's outline based on the location and strength of the wound and the description of the witnesses.

people?

All intelligence indicated that it was at least a monster with a "human" appearance, and ruled out the possibility of an insider because everyone was watching each other and no one had the opportunity to commit the crime.

The strange thing is that even the technique seems to be human.

Even the coroner was puzzled and almost doubted his own judgment.

Everyone became suspicious of each other, their eyes were wandering, and the atmosphere gradually became one of mutual caution and alert.

"It's a monster similar to the Phantom Ghost, and the copies it creates are even more powerful, with an unknown upper limit. This is the master's judgment."

Volame's statement caught everyone's attention: "Now is not the time for suspicion. We must follow the plan for fighting monsters."

"Yes, that's right."

The first person to express support was Fenton. As the person in charge, he did not want the project to be interrupted.

He solemnly warned the adventurers:

"It's your turn. Make sure to eliminate all the traps and monsters inside, leaving no one behind, to create space for further exploration."

Of course, the employees nodded in agreement. After all, the Labyrinth Kingdom had always been generous in offering such services. It was like mining for gold, so there was no loss anyway. Therefore, the fighters recruited were all top-notch.

If they have no work to do, they will worry about not getting commission.

"Lord Volame is going in?"

"You should also know that President Fulilian just instructed us to pay attention to safety, and that the association will not accept any employees for the time being."

In response to Fenton came Wayne's rebuttal.

However, he turned to look at the red-haired girl and added:

"I just want you to remember your master's reminder, Volame. You have grown up now. Ultimately, it depends on your choice."

Hearing this, she took a deep breath, recalling Fulilian's words from the previous night... Perhaps her master had anticipated the dangers ahead. She couldn't be timid, then. She'd already promised to achieve heroic feats, so she couldn't give up halfway.

"Let's go."

"Since you've made up your mind, that's fine. I'll go with you so I can at least look after you."

The two had already teamed up several times along the way, familiar with each other's styles. A temporary team-up was no problem; a warrior and a mage were a perfect match. Fulilian had deliberately preserved the current situation; her team, on the other hand, was unhealthy. How could a mage and an assassin work together? This sacrifice couldn't be wasted.

Fenton was of course overjoyed to see such a strong man joining, and he welcomed him with open arms.

"Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. I'll pay you double the commission. Oh, and add to that the reward for protecting the excavation site."

"We'll go ahead."

After a polite nod, the red-haired girl strode towards the entrance of the corridor, her back determined.

Money has no meaning to Volame. She often lives with elves and has little feeling for it. It doesn't matter to her what you can't bring with you when you are born and you can't take with you when you die.

What's more, the remuneration for daily commissioned teaching assistant jobs is very generous, so there is no shortage of money to spend, and some people even curry favor with you and give you gifts.

The goal of this trip is to explore the maze.