Frillian in the Elden Ring

A short journey in the fortress was almost equivalent to the magic collected before, and it was almost free. It is worthy of being the palace with the most magic in the world.

Feeling the runes flowing into her body after the dragon's death, Fulilian was convinced that her growth in Lake Lienia would be dramatic.

"You are truly a genius. Few people can use magic as soon as they learn it."

"After all, I've seen all kinds of magic, so I can draw inferences from one instance to another."

"It's easy to say..."

Anyway, given the Faded One's magical talent, Melina wasn't surprised by this, and she also gained a bit of confidence in her so-called research into the secrets of life's birth. It probably worked. After all, besides her, there were probably no other normal demigod magicians in the entire borderland. There was no replacement.

At the same time, Fulilian found the key from the corpse. It was heavy in her hand and covered with traces of magic.

correct.

As long as you have seen the seal at the entrance of the magic academy, you will know that there is a connection between the two and it can definitely be opened.

"Shall we investigate the surrounding area first?"

"Yes."

The silver-haired girl stared into the distance. "And I've been sensing the presence of death east of the academy since sunset. There's a chance of contamination and the emergence of the Deadborn. We can't ignore it."

The two men looked at each other and nodded, then set off. After all, these monsters were a common threat that the entire border area had to face, and they should be eliminated when they encountered them.

……

At the defense line of the academy gate, a large number of Cuckoo Knights gathered here, their iron hooves trampled over the water grass, their flags fluttered, and the air was filled with the sound of metal armor rubbing against each other.

They were invited to come and fight against the covetous Southern Army.

The extra manpower built fortifications on the spot, surrounding the gate with three layers of defense inside and outside, leaving no loopholes.

The college’s idea is to give up control of the surrounding areas.

The focus was on consolidating defenses, especially creating as many magical barriers as possible. After all, they knew all too well the destructive power a demigod wizard could unleash. Setting up a large formation was tantamount to seeking death, and they needed to create layers of buffer zones.

The leader of the Azalea Knights dismounted and said coldly, "I don't understand how you could have gotten into this situation by provoking a new Shard King so early."

The mages were embarrassed.

Finally, Aiken said quietly, "Don't rush to blame us. Even the Cuckoo Knight can't escape."

According to reports from spies who have been observing Kalia Castle for many years, the Soul Fire King, who has always been upright, has most likely contacted the royal family. Since there was no war, it is tacitly understood that an agreement was reached.

What's more, it's easy to tell that there is a basis for cooperation between the quasi-king and the gods.

Now the King of Nimgefu had a series of reasons to deal with these usurpers, such as regaining the school's status for his teacher, occupying the Great Rune, conquering Lake Lienia, and avenging his future partner.

Anyway, it will definitely not end peacefully, so the only thing left is to fight, and we must hold on firmly.

"You won't be able to hold on for long. Your opponent is a demigod, and he will eventually break through the Magic Academy's defenses."

"Will not."

"What strategy do we have at this point?"

The leader of the Cuckoo Knights suddenly saw a Night Cavalryman visiting, riding his warhorse leisurely across the defense line. Although he was alone, the heroic aura of the strong man made people nervous, and the scene suddenly became silent.

He didn't need to introduce himself, as the entire border area knew that the subordinates of the evil omen demon represented the royal city.

"The King of Blessing's army has assembled outside the elevator and can come to the aid of Lake Lienia if necessary, as long as you agree to open the magical defenses."

"Aren't you guys facing off against the Confederate Army on the east side? You don't have any time to spare."

"They're just some ragtag bunch from the south. No one can stop us except Fulilian and the Farran Undead Squad. We can annihilate Nimgerfu's army if necessary. They pose no threat outside of Stonewell."

"..."

The Night Rider's plain words are powerful yet profound.

No one would underestimate the strength of the royal city. Among them, there are countless legions of tree guards, Rodel knights who believe in the golden tree, knights who believe in ancient dragons, perfumers, sons of evil omens, furnace knights, gargoyles, etc., which are enough to overwhelm a demigod.

If the backbone of Rodel's army had not been so solid, with countless heroes, and if it had not given the demigods no chance to create a gap in combat power, they would have fallen long ago.

Now the Blessing Army has chosen to send a part of its forces to suppress the Southern Army and has also extended an olive branch to the Magic Academy.

Should they answer?

Admittedly, the conditions are tempting, but won’t that lead to inviting a wolf into the house?

The Cuckoo Knight is very familiar with the trick of occupying the magpie's nest.

It was their signature skill that allowed them to gain a firm foothold in the Lienia region of the Lake and become a military force that could not be ignored.

Although it lacks a strong core combat force, even the Night Cavalry would have to think twice about its large scale, wide distribution, and extensive penetration. This place is no different from the core area of the Yatan Plateau.

Aiken and the Knight Commander exchanged glances.

He said quietly, "How can we be sure that the King of Blessing's army didn't conquer the academy as well?"

"If that lord had wanted to, he would have flattened the lake area long ago."

"Don't tell me that. After all, there's no reason for us to put you inside the defensive barrier. Just fight the Stonewell City army on the eastern highlands. Defeating them will also be the end of the academy."

"Correct."

The Cuckoo Riders also expressed their support. Since they had already boarded the car and occupied the position first, how could they leave loopholes for those who came later?

The Night Rider shook his head regretfully.

They are a bunch of cowards who don't believe in the promises of the Golden Dynasty. They are clearly treacherous people who judge others by their own standards. Should we allow such guys to hinder the restoration of the border area?

In comparison, Fulilian was much better, but unfortunately this was not something he should consider.

"Could you please tell me where your vigilance stems from?"

"I see that you are an honest person. You should be able to deliver a message to the King of Blessing. Then I will speak frankly..."

Aiken said seriously, "The worst-case scenario is nothing more than being conquered. We'd lose many, but the academy would still survive, and even become a supporter of the king. After all, Fulilian clearly has ambitions for that position, and more and more people are surrounding her."

"Everyone knows that investing in her has a future. A Shard King is dedicated to repairing the world and making his goals known to the world. It's fair and just."

"I'm not slandering the King of Blessing. He's too mysterious and has no ambition to be king. How can we feel at ease?"

Showdown.

There is too much distrust.

It's a simple truth: we follow a king so we can reward him later, sharing the glory. What good is it to follow someone who clearly doesn't claim to be king? Waiting for the inevitable victor to settle the score? Foolish.

There was no choice before, and everyone gave face to King Cifu because you owned the royal city. But now it’s different, and the second option makes people uneasy.

"Hey, why don't you answer? Why doesn't the Blessing King sit on the throne?"

"This is not something you should understand."

The Night Riders turned and left, leaving one final word: "We will cooperate with you on the east side to attack the Southern Army from both sides."

The remaining members of the academy were either mocking, worried, or gloating, but none of them cared what would happen to the King of Blessing. While your power was strong, you had no chance of becoming king and would never be a target for investment, so they simply didn't bother considering it.

After sending off the Night Cavalry Guard Captain Henrys sneered, "You academics didn't intend to get your heads bruised and bloodied from the start, did you?"

"of course."

"I almost believed that nonsense about holding on to the end."

Aiken laughed. "To be frank, the current leaders of the academy aren't the type to hold firm. What are we supposed to protect? There are only four armies left in the world that still have the strength to fight to protect it."

"You mean the Royal City Army, the Southern Army, the Red Lion Army, and the Holy Tree Army?"

So what they actually hope for most is that the eastern part of Lienia will be a bloodbath. The frustrated Fulilian will be forced to offer more favorable conditions, and the indecisive King of Blessing will not be able to get involved in the lake area. This is the best of both worlds.

The entrance to the academy continued to be busy, with both mages and warriors busy building layers of defense.

It's nothing more than making the attacker pay a price so as to raise the price. Anyway, no matter which foreign conqueror comes, the academy will still stand.

……

East side of Lienya, around the elevator.

The Night Cavalry who came back without stopping marched straight in, and the armies on both sides made way for a path. There were tree guards, gargoyles, Night Cavalry and a large number of ordinary regular troops, totaling 20,000 people, and the mighty force was endless.

If we count the mountain goblins, zombies and other inferior creatures who are simply doing hard labor as porters, the number will double.

He was curious about how the army that Nimgufu had put together would fight.

Back then, the demigods had been forced to lead a coalition of kings to attack the royal city, but were ultimately defeated. Even without the protection of the city walls, their field combat prowess was still the strongest in the world and could not be challenged.

He went deeper into the position and found a military camp near the terminal elevator. He dismounted and walked into the most luxurious main tent.

Markit, sitting in the main seat, was looking through documents.

The guards on the side were mainly the trusted Night Riders, and the other Rodel Knights even kept their distance.

Pity.

After all, it was only with the orders of the so-called Blessed King that the troops were able to be mobilized, and coupled with the reputation gained by the evil omen demon, otherwise don't expect the royal city army to obey orders.

They have unlimited motivation to defend the city.

The attack was barely possible, but what was most lacking was an absolutely core commander.

At most, the Royal City Army and a Son of Evil Omen can actively defend and attack the elevator area. Going further will be dangerous, and we are unwilling to put so much trust in Markit, a blasphemous existence.

"Report, we received a response from the academy..."

Upon hearing this, Markit showed a trace of sadness, especially when she relayed the other party's words that hinted at her becoming king, which made her feel even more regretful. She felt that being a guardian was enough for her and she should not continue to overstep her bounds.

He gazed towards the south, where storm eagles flew across the sky from time to time. They were the spies of the Southern Army.

Confrontation?

In reality, the two sides only engaged in small-scale skirmishes between scouts. This was probably due to Fulilian's orders to only march to the base of Stonewell City, not even leaving the fire coverage of the city walls. Therefore, their only goal was to contain the enemy.

The Royal City Army is not allowed to easily enter the Lake Lienia area, thus buying time for the Soul Fire King to act alone.

Market asked: "Do you think the magic academy can be defended?"

"Of course. Even the most powerful Golden Army back then, along with His Majesty Radagon, couldn't take it. You can only imagine the academy's defensive capabilities."

"At least it will take a long time."

"And I think with Flilian's personality, she won't use aggressive, destructive attacks. She'll just be slower."

Opinions varied, and the perspectives varied, but all agreed that the Magic Academy wouldn't fall so quickly. A newly minted demigod's strength and combat prowess wouldn't be enough to defeat it, let alone the numerous natural barriers of the lake.

If it were really easy to conquer there, both sides would have already sent their armies. It's not because of the powerful creatures, the ruins, the flooded lake, etc...

After a moment's silence, Marketeer said with finality:

"Move the troops forward, mainly deploying reconnaissance teams to test the Southern Army. We can't let them have too much peace."

"As ordered."

107

Chapter 107 Snake Girl Laya and Shrimp Cooking Brother.

Late at night, east of Lake Lienya.

The sky was filled with the mournful cries of the ritual death bird, and the monster was covered in wounds from the continuous barrage of arrows.

Every pale blue pyroxene arrow that passed by could take away a large piece of body tissue. Even if the skeletal body was protected by the breath of death, it could not withstand it. The opponent's attack was painful to the soul and could not be stopped.

It has been roaming across the entire Lake Lienia for many years and has almost become the ruler of the night. How could it have expected that someone would take the initiative to target it today.

He tried to escape but ran into a blockade barrier and could only look at the hunter in despair.

Loretta's longbow.

Whoosh!

Another arrow pierced the claws of the death ritual bird. It was Fulilian who took the initiative to choose a less vital place to test the accuracy, and then used soul magic to match it. It seems to be working well.

It's so cool. It's worthy of being a magic that is widely praised by players. It has a first-class range and great power when charged. Combined with your own magic perception, it can hit whatever you point at.

The first-mover advantage is important, and you also have more means to deal with agile enemies in the air.

She rode on Torret's back, aiming and running, her shots never missing, whittling down the bird's size bit by bit. Hunting required patience, and accurate experiments required witnessing the specimen's varying reactions.

The exasperated monster exhaled a stream of black flames.

As a result, the ripples of Topps' force field bounced it back perfectly, almost hurting the main body.

It's over.