Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow

Chapter 511 The Last Finger Relic
The Shadowlands have been liberated from the veil that covered the entire land, but every inch of that war-torn land still needs time to change.

In the remote Manus Métiers Cathedral, the 'Night Swordsman' Yoran gazes at the sunlight in the sky, feeling lost.

For someone like her, born in the darkness and dedicated to the darkness, what kind of existence is sunlight?

Even she, does she deserve to bask in the sunlight?
If there were no night, where would she go?

Yoran longed for someone to answer her questions, or at least to talk to her...

Unfortunately, her sister has been turned into a puppet, and Mr. Ymir has been in a noticeably bad mood lately.

The dazzling sunlight cast deep shadows on the church, and Yoram stood at the boundary between the sunlight and shadow.

She hid quietly in the shadows where the sunlight couldn't reach, her fingers trembling slightly as she tentatively reached out her hand towards the light.

"Yoran, are you sure you don't want to make some preparations?"

"The task I'm about to assign you is very important, and I hope you're prepared."

Ymir's voice sounded behind Yoran, sounding somewhat agitated.

Yoran's subconscious action was immediately interrupted, and she finally realized that she had unknowingly drifted off into a daze.

So she froze on the spot like a child who had done something wrong, hiding her outstretched hand behind her back.

Having calmed his turbulent emotions, Yoran turned around and solemnly promised Ymir:
"Mr. Ymir, please rest assured..."

"Yoran will never let you down."

When Yoran saw that Mr. Ymir did not seem to notice his actions... or perhaps he was not making any accusations, his pounding heart finally calmed down.

She turned and walked into the dark, secluded depths of the church to prepare her equipment and other necessities.

Yes, Mr. Ymir is a star—her only star in the dark, lightless night.

It doesn't matter if she can't touch the stars with her own hands. As long as she looks at that dazzling light, she won't lose her way in the darkness again.

All she had to do was follow instructions and reciprocate Mr. Ymir's kindness...

But is it really correct just because it has always been this way?
Yoran didn't know what he was struggling with, but he had a feeling of unease.

Once a seed has been planted, it will only continue to sprout and grow.

Ymir looked at Yoran, who had finally managed to pull himself together, and sighed silently in his heart.

Upon seeing the dazzling sunlight, Yoram's heart seemed to fall into some turmoil.

They were born in a dark, cold prison and were raised from childhood to become swordsmen of the night by having their light stolen.

In the end, they transformed into fearsome blades, playing their proper role in Ymir's hands and solving many of his problems.

But their hearts also became fragile because of this dark upbringing.

Anna had already broken down due to the damage to her heart, so in the end, she could only be turned into a puppet...

In the past, Ymir would naturally not want Yoran to follow in Anna's footsteps and would have educated and corrected him.

But in this urgent situation, he could only hope that Yoram could play his due role in the final moments before the destruction.

Ymir stopped worrying about Yoran and calmly walked into the sunlight, arriving at the small cemetery in the church.

Facing one of the small tombstones, Ymir gently knelt down and spoke in a voice gentler than ever before:
“…I’m sorry, Yuri.”

"I'm not able to give birth to you in perfect health yet..."

"However, the time will come. I will become a mother, and then I will be able to give birth to you."

A determined glint appeared in Ymir's eyes as he muttered to himself.

"...I will give birth to you properly."

"I will become a true mother—Yuri's mother! The Fingers' mother..."

Ymir stared intently at the small tombstone while waiting for Yoran to finish preparing.

Just as he was waiting, a loud bang suddenly came from inside the church.

The ancient and heavy wall was instantly destroyed, and the enormous scepter that broke through the wall struck Yoram's body with undiminished force.

Yoram rolled on the ground several times, feeling as if all the bones in his body were out of place.

Ignoring her injuries, her mind was solely focused on dealing with this unexpected situation, and she immediately prepared to get up and protect Ymir.

However, a spear crackling with dragon lightning was already pressed against her neck. If she made the slightest move, she would be killed before she could retaliate.

Two uninvited guests stepped into the church dedicated to an ancient deity, each exuding a powerful aura.

Ymir paid no attention to Yoran, who was in danger, and just stared at the two figures who were obviously coming for him with a gloomy face.

He naturally recognized the other party; these aspiring kings were already renowned heroes before embarking on their path to becoming a king.

He knew he was being watched, and it seemed there was no way he could proceed with the plan smoothly.

Vic controlled Yoran, while Bernal, carrying the World-Devouring Scepter, slowly approached Ymir with heavy steps and asked:
"Before you leave, why not leave the secret behind?"

"Under the sunlight, there are no longer any shadows that can allow you to continue hiding the truth."

Ymir gave a cold laugh and, seeing Yoran's sorrowful gaze, completely abandoned her.

A cloud of radiant stone mist began to emanate from her body as she prepared to use 'Milian's Disappearance' to leave the area.

But suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder, abruptly ending the spell he was casting.

"Take a look behind you."

Ymir's cold smile froze on her face, her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

The voice that reached his ears belonged to the Origin Mage 'Allen', with whom he had previously collaborated.

But when Ymir turned around, she saw a completely different person—the 'Sun King' who was radiant with light.

Beside the Sun King, a young girl who looked nine-tenths like him was looking at him curiously.

With Ymir's intelligence, he immediately realized what had happened.

Clearly, he had been targeted for quite some time, and had fallen into the trap from the very first contact.

He had been moved by the melodious echoes emanating from the ruins, thinking he would acquire a useful item...

It now appears that the opponent is indeed powerful, but the roles of hunter and prey have been reversed.

Bai Shi looked at Ymir's distorted face with great interest and asked calmly:
"Tell me everything you want to know."

"About the Mother of Fingers, and about your plans."

Looking at Bai Shi, Ymir knew that all was lost, and instead gradually smiled.

"Hehe... Hahaha!"

"Since you want to know, then I'll tell you."

"Since you've already found that deity, even if I keep the secret to myself, I can't stop you now."

Looking into Bai Shi's eyes, Ymir began to speak:

"The truth is beyond the reach of ordinary people; it can only be grasped by a few wise men." "Perhaps some can glimpse part of the truth: it was Marika and the fingers that guided her that caused the destruction and disorder in the beginning."

"But in fact, that is not the truth, or rather, it is only the surface of the truth."

"...The one who truly destroyed and disrupted the order was the offspring of the supreme will, 'Mother of the Fingers,' Metil."

Ymir's eyes gleamed with wisdom, making Bai Shi admit that this guy was quite skilled at uncovering the truth.

However, considering that he has been focused on the truth of this matter, it does not mean that he is wiser than a wise man like Hyakuji who gathers information everywhere.

Seeing that Bai Shi didn't answer, Ymir didn't seem to care and continued speaking to herself:

"Those fingers are the abandoned children of the Mother of Fingers, and also pitiful victims."

"The role of mother is crucial, don't you think?"

"As long as I go to the hiding place and kill that ugly and broken thing, I will inherit my mother's authority..."

"The border region needs a true, new mother who will not breed destruction..."

Bai Shi raised an eyebrow, and based on what he had learned about the incarnation finger, he had some guesses.

"So... you plan to take your place and become the finger yourself?"

Ymir smiled at Bai Shi, her thoughts already self-evident.

Bai Shi shook his head slightly, finding Ymir's idea somewhat absurd.

Ymir may seem normal... cough cough, maybe she's not actually that normal, but at least she's not like those obviously crazy people.

If I had to put it into words, Ymir was an unusual madman, with a kind of calm madness.

Moreover, in terms of ability, Bai Shi really couldn't think of any way Ymir could defeat the Mother of Fingers.

Although she suffered destruction in the past, the Mother of the Fingers is, after all, the offspring of the Supreme Will, possessing power that mortals cannot attain.

At the very least, Ymir should have no ability or means to defeat the Mother of the Fingers.

However, it wasn't like that for Bai Shi; he didn't feel any pressure.

Bai Shi felt that the Mother of Fingers was currently weaker than the Beast of Elden.

Although the Beast of Elden is merely a beast with supreme will, it controls the rules by controlling the magic ring, making it significantly more powerful on the borderlands.

Needless to say, the Mother of the Stars is definitely more powerful.

However, at the border, only the intact Mother of Fingers can probably rival the Egg who controls the magic ring.

However, due to their status, the Beast of Elden should obey the Mother of Fingers regardless.

After all, His role might just be to help the Mother of Fingers' family as a pet and protector.

Just as Bai Shi was deep in thought, Ymir suddenly reached for his robe and lifted the heavy garment.

What was beneath the robe sent a chill down the spines of everyone present, even Ashmi's eyes widened.

Within that robe, countless dense, thick fingers emerged from Ymir's body, slowly wriggling.

By transforming human bodies into fingers, Ymir has brought this path to almost its end, awaiting only the authority of the Mother of Fingers.

Although he had not yet seized the power of the Mother of the Finger, he could no longer wait and had to make one last desperate attempt.

The pale pink light of finger magic illuminated the church, and a massive amount of magic power was instantly unleashed through countless fingers, transforming into a sky full of radiant stone claws.

At the same time, a phantom microcosm also erupted around Ymir, intending to devour the entire church.

However, Bai Shi merely glanced at that repulsive body, and the overwhelming magical power was instantly wiped away, as if it were an illusion.

Looking at Ymir, who was standing there in a daze, Bai Shi clicked his tongue in amazement, finding his choice hard to understand.

“I’ve seen two fingers before, even if they’re incomplete, they look much better than yours.”

"It can't be considered a person, nor can it be called a finger..."

"I must say, your incongruous appearance is truly ugly."

Is he truly worthy of being called the 'High Priest'?

They are still some distance from God, but they are already very far from humanity.

Bai Shi didn't give Ymir a chance to speak and knocked her unconscious.

“The borderlands do not need a mother of fingers, much less a new mother to inherit Him.”

Bai Shi then looked at Vic and Bernal and nodded to them.

"I am very pleased that you have successfully completed your mission."

“The shadows are no longer obscuring you, and you have once again merged with the border. You can proceed directly to Rodel.”

“Take them back, and then…follow your hearts and go find the people you are looking for.”

"Don't let those regrets continue."

Bernal and Vic were deeply moved and bowed their heads to express their gratitude.

A new era has dawned, and the beautiful world they have strived for their entire lives has finally arrived.
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Bernal carried the unconscious Ymir on his back, while Vic escorted Yoran.

No matter what happens, the two quasi-kings blessed by the sun can handle it with ease, so Bai Shi can confidently entrust the escort to them.

Just as he was about to be taken away, Yolan raised his head and looked at Bai Shi, asking:
"Does even a person born in the darkness have the right to bask in the sunlight?"

Bai Shi looked at the girl who had been casually discarded by Ymir and spoke with certainty:
"It's natural."

"Whether it's the borderlands, the shadowy lands, or the darkness you speak of."

"Now that the sun is shining, it means that I grant you the right to bask in its light."

Although Yoran was loyal to Ymir, Bai Shi had already noticed Ymir's swift abandonment and planned to make a judgment on the matter later.

Yolan remained silent, and Vic gentlemanly helped her up, leading her, still harboring doubts, into the sunlight.

Yoran raised his hand to shield his eyes, feeling uncomfortable with the sunlight flooding his vision, yet he couldn't help but imprint this light into his heart.

In the face of the sun's radiance, the starlight in the night sky dims and fades.

'...Ah, it's so bright...'

'It turns out that beyond the starlight in the darkness, there is an even more dazzling light.'

My darkness has vanished.

'My dear sister Anna, I really wish you could see this light too…'
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After everyone left, Bai Shi and Ashimi went to the seats in the church and gently activated the mechanism.

As the mechanisms roared, a hidden path appeared before them, revealing the final finger-shaped relic.

(End of this chapter)