Frilian at Elden Ring

Perhaps the stories from the border region will inspire her and allow her to see reality from a different perspective.

Frillian doesn't fit the stereotype of "playing games and wasting one's life." After all, magical experience can be gained anywhere, from which she has benefited greatly. Moreover, the game she's in is almost identical to a real-world experience, such as outside the King's Chapel.

Advice: There is a breathtaking view ahead.

Under the bright sunshine, a verdant landscape filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers came into view, while at the same time, the words "Nimgefu" appeared above.

This vibrant scene felt somewhat unfamiliar to Frillie; unlike the dilapidated state of other games, it was indeed a pleasant place to start as a beginner's village.

Even elves, who are demanding of the natural conditions in which they live, would be genuinely impressed.

As she was observing, she felt a gaze from a man wearing a white mask.

Chapter 4 Tree Guardian: You read my commands, right?

"They are the faded ones, those who crave the Elden Ring."

The white-masked man took the initiative to greet her, and out of politeness, Frillie responded calmly, but to her surprise, he changed the subject.

"It's a pity that without a witch by his side, he couldn't obtain the power of runes, let alone go to the Hall of the Round Table... In the end, he can only die in obscurity."

Did I provoke you?

The silver-haired girl was displeased but quickly dismissed it. It was just a character with no powerful magical reactions, and besides, this level of provocation was nothing to an elf. As for the recruiting words that followed, she didn't care.

Using humiliation and belittling before extending an olive branch is a common tactic, but we should be more concerned about the other party:

A gaze fixed on him from not far away.

It was a tall soldier in golden armor, wielding a long-handled weapon and a large shield. He exuded a sense of weight and power, combining sharpness and sturdiness. He rode a warhorse, also covered in armor, its muscular lines suggesting agility and speed.

His cavalrymanship reached its peak, and his keen observation allowed him to spot high-magic-response users like Frilian from afar.

Very strong.

He concluded that the knight was at least a top-tier knight, and even possessed the fighting prowess of a hero.

“He who was ordered by the King of Blessing to extinguish all the flames of ambition.”

Upon hearing this, Frilian knew that this battle was inevitable. If she encountered friendly and neutral units, then it would be the turn of the enemy. Otherwise, she would feel uncomfortable with this relaxed situation.

"Wait a minute." Melina's slightly anxious voice came from beside him: "That's a tree guardian. Even in the royal city of Rodel, it would be considered a master. You are definitely no match for it. You'd better stay away."

"It's alright, leave it to me."

She leaped down the hillside and landed steadily on the ground. Her feet were as firm as tree stumps, as strong as a warrior's. She had honed the attributes of various professions and had no weaknesses.

Sure enough, a health bar appeared in the field of vision, accompanied by rousing music and the words: Tree Guardian.

“You reckless fading one, you will realize how foolish you are.”

In the eyes of the golden-armored knight, the fragile mage infantryman's actions were tantamount to suicide. Oh well, today's work would be easy. With this thought, he kicked his mount, signaling it to charge. Instantly, a gust of wind howled, like a battering ram piercing through the enemy lines.

The target remains unchanged.

Then the golden halberd came to serve, its sharp edge sweeping across, precisely stabbing at the enemy, but unexpectedly, the silver-haired girl lightly jumped and dodged it.

Coincidence? The next move followed immediately, using the horse's charging speed to deliver an even faster downward slam.

Frillie jumped up and dodged again.

When facing an enemy for the first time, she usually doesn't make the first move, but instead looks for patterns in their attacks, prioritizing stability. The Great Tree Guardian is now perfectly suited to showcasing her fighting style in the border region.

"Faded One, are you trying to humiliate me? You're dead."

Pyroxene Magic Particles.

She launched a probing attack, only to have it blocked by the shield. A subsequent fierce swing bounced back, seemingly about to strike Frillie. In a split second, she used the same tactic, leaping away to dodge the magical attack that ruffled her clothes and tossed her long hair.

This did not prevent her from regrouping and launching an unstoppable attack from a blind spot.

The elven mage remained relaxed and at ease throughout, handling even this unexpected situation well.

On the contrary, the Tree Guardian became somewhat nervous after his confident ambush failed, and the battle rhythm fell completely into the enemy's control.

The newcomer, Faded One, didn't just seem powerful; rather, he possessed combat skills honed through countless trials and tribulations, which were refined to perfection in every aspect: his strength, agility, speed, and insight were all impeccable.

I can't reach it.

After a fierce and relentless attack, they hadn't even managed to damage the opponent's clothes. Now, the Tree Guardian was drenched in sweat.

What kind of monster appeared in the King's Chapel?

"That's about enough, so that's all the tricks you have up your sleeve?"

The long-awaited rehabilitation exercises brought Frillie great joy. The tension she hadn't felt in the elven village returned—the atmosphere of battle. Attacks swept past her, each move a calculated life-or-death struggle. Although it was a game, it was never a joke.

She raised her staff and aimed, still using the weak Radiant Stone Shards to launch her attack, but hitting her targets one by one from tricky angles, reducing their health.

Oops!

The tree guardian, realizing that its life force was declining, felt nervous. He hadn't expected the silver-haired girl to fight with such low-level magic. Was all that magic power just for show?

Little did she know that Frilian simply seized the opportunity to hone her abilities in this world in order to adapt.

“I have been commissioned by the Blessed King and I will fulfill my mission. Of those who have faded, only one can leave here today.”

After saying that, he spurred his horse forward, crouched low, and used the magic-reflecting shield as armor to charge forward. This move was very useful against mages, and he would have the advantage once they entered melee combat.

Unexpectedly, Frilian's staff disappeared, replaced by a straight sword.

Although many of the previous abilities are sealed, the equipment is not greatly affected, especially the low-level ones, so it is not difficult to take out a sword.

"Go for it!" The tree guardian charged forward with all its might.

clang!

The mage's shield deflected the golden halberd.

This scene was so shocking that Melina, who was in spirit form, and Vanre in the distance were dumbfounded. Could this really be allowed?

There are no mechanisms whatsoever. The most basic mechanism in this game, which is comparable to reality, is physical attributes. If you are strong enough, you can use a small shield to deflect a huge weapon. The force of the recoil almost made him lose his footing.

Immediately afterwards, the sword slashed the warhorse's abdomen, causing blood to gush out and continuously draining its life force.

"Toret".

After summoning her spirit horse, Frilian's mobility surpassed that of her weakened enemies, and she began to boldly adopt close-quarters combat, constantly wielding her straight sword to inflict damage.

Strike the horse first, and after a series of attacks, the tree-guarded mount fell to the ground and died.

The tree guardian had no time to grieve, because the silver-haired girl leaped off Toret's back, nimbly dodging the golden halberd in mid-air, and the sharp edge of her hand found the gap in the helmet and pierced it with a snap.

The fatal blow, combined with the accumulated damage, made him unable to hold on any longer. The golden soldier's body knelt on the ground and gradually dissipated.

"Long-eared faded one, you are the enemy of the Golden Tree, but unfortunately I can no longer report to the master..."

After murmuring to himself, his figure transformed into white particles of light.

Frilian switched back to her staff. "The initial character is still too fragile. I need to prepare more strategies, otherwise the fight will be too slow."

The elf shouldn't have cared about the speed, but the game subtly changed her. After all, dragging things out with the enemy for too long could lead to unforeseen problems, and some people and things, once missed, are hard to recover.

[Obtain the Golden Halberd]

[This weapon, crafted from gold, possesses holy-attribute attack power. It is quite heavy and powerful; an ordinary person would likely find it difficult to wield.]

[Additional Combat Skill: Golden Oath]

The first new weapon I acquired since arriving at the border.

Chapter 5 focuses on intelligence-based gameplay.

The petite Frilian raised the enormous golden halberd.

Despite their mismatched appearance, they are actually easy to wield and just as agile as the tree guardian from before.

The Soul World also follows a certain law that "the stronger a person is, the larger their body size will be." It wouldn't be difficult for her to change her body size to match her attributes based on her stats; she would just be more comfortable with this form.

It's not convenient to use.

Although she had a huge variety of weapons in her inventory, she basically used a staff from beginning to end, because she was a mage in the real world.

It would be terrible if you got mixed up with your weapon while fighting demons and couldn't switch to the right one for ages.

Therefore, Frilian deliberately standardized her combat style, focusing on mages and using other weapons as support, and forming a team by herself when necessary.

Of course, the Golden Halberd's built-in combat skills are quite good. Golden Tree Oath: Makes a prayer gesture towards the golden tree, temporarily increasing attack and defense, creating a scene surrounded by golden light. It is one of the mainstream support abilities in the border area, and I like to use it a lot. It's the most frequently used skill in monkey-style combat.

Game text may sometimes be presented in two versions:

First, from a local perspective, there are even many words of praise and flattery. If used for decryption research, it may be misleading, since everyone has their own stance.

Second, from the perspective of player reviews, it's somewhat like the well-reasoned comments from teammates in online matches.

Storage.

With a thought, the giant weapon vanished, and Frilian didn't forget to stroke Torret before dispelling the summons; the little guy was still shaken.

She walked back up the hillside and saw the white-masked man with a complicated expression.

"To be able to take down the Tree Guardian right from the start, it seems you are quite skilled even outside the borderlands. I must admit I misjudged you; please forgive my previous rudeness."

"It's okay, let's continue our conversation. You said you wanted to recruit me, didn't you?"

"Yes, you can join the Blood Dynasty..."

Next, Vanley explained the benefits of the so-called Blood Finger, but unfortunately, he was vague or glossed over most of the key points. The truly crucial point was unlocking a new faction and revealing the next destination:

Stoneville, ruled by King Grek of the Fragments.

This man could be considered the lord or even the king of Nymgford, and he commanded a legion that harbored ill intentions towards the Faded Ones.

When Frillie heard the term "limb extension," she frowned, which was indeed in line with the game's consistent style.

After mentioning some information, Vanre once again expressed goodwill and respect, stating that the Blood Dynasty always welcomes strong individuals, and then took his leave. Throughout, he remained unaware that this faded individual possessed a witch and was not alone.

Blessing Space.

Melina's spirit gradually emerged, glanced at Frilian who was resting, and then at the direction where the tree guardian had fallen, still feeling lingering fear.

"You should have collected some runes just now. Do you need me to help you strengthen them?"

"Please mainly increase intelligence and health, please."