Frilian at Elden Ring

They were humiliated and deeply ashamed.

Markit, witnessing the defeat of this defeated army, sighed and asked those around him, "Are there any other troops that can be mobilized?"

A Night Rider replied, "The rebels have now blocked the gates of Stoneville. To find more conscripts, we have to go through the Storm Hut route, but that mostly leads to eastern Nimgford, which is already a de facto divided region."

"They were the first to rebel; I should have been more careful."

"It's not the adults' fault, it's Grik's fault for being obsessed with limb extensions."

The elite Night Riders from the royal city of Rodel were well-traveled and had witnessed the prosperity of the Golden Dynasty, so they looked down on Grek.

It's such a shame that a descendant of the golden family is so worthless.

Markitt remained silent in response.

After a moment, he said, "It's too early to say that the situation will change. Stoneville's strategic location is enough to hold off the rebels. As long as we defend the fortress, we will wear down the enemy sooner or later."

"But Grek's army's defeat to outsiders is a disgrace to the Golden Clan and a loss of face for the demigods, including Lord Blessed King. I'm afraid that all over the world will be restless."

"Even if the fading elements cause trouble again and again, it will not affect the overall situation. The key is that we must guard Ningmgefu."

"As ordered."

"If necessary, I will test Frillie's skills against her."

Markitt is currently in clone form, but he's not someone that ordinary heroes can easily mess with; he's a good test of the Faded One's abilities.

While avenging her fallen Night Rider subordinates, she was able to easily defeat the Hero Killer, who was greatly enhanced at night, which means that Frilian's strength has reached the realm of divine beings. The question is, how much is she inferior to a demigod?

Is it true that a great reputation is hard to live up to?

Or is it the long-awaited appearance of a top-tier expert at the border?

If anything goes wrong, the Rodel forces will have to retreat again and again, since it's not convenient to station a large force in the Lake Lienia region.

Depending on the situation, the operation of the entire Altar Plateau may be affected. In the worst case, we will have to defend the elevator area to ensure that the forces of Frilian are blocked and then mass-produce troops to strengthen our military.

Upon hearing this, the Night Riders were thrilled, finally about to witness the ominous demons once again taking to the battlefield.

The only variable to consider is: how exactly does Grecker view the defeat?

That person's mental state was already unstable, and the inadequate reattachment technique exacerbated the side effects, making it impossible for them to maintain their sanity. Ultimately, this was a war belonging to the lord of the fiefdom of Ninmgoff.

Markit looked intently at the other side of the city wall, his face filled with worry. He hoped that his descendants would live up to his expectations.

The castle courtyard.

After listening to the report, Grek unconsciously touched the arm of the Abyss Power. Only by embracing the power could he feel at ease, and even bad news didn't seem so infuriating anymore. Oh well.

"...We currently have over ten thousand troops in our garrison, which is sufficient to defend the city walls. Should we transfer some troops to the east?"

"No need, let's have our final battle right here."

"My lord, I've heard that the rebels may have powerful warriors who can rival the Forge Knights, so the city walls alone might not be enough."

"Don't underestimate the fortifications of Stoneville City. Even demigods would have to exert considerable effort to overcome them. Moreover, we need to establish a multi-layered defense. We can let in some powerful individuals to intercept and divide them one by one, and then eliminate them one by one."

Greck pointed to the huge dragon carcass hanging there. It seemed to still be moving slightly, but unfortunately, it was already considered material for limb reattachment.

At the same time, he manifested a great rune, shining brightly and infinitely.

With the power of the Elden Ring fragments and their noble bloodline, they have nothing to fear from a few insignificant figures; the rebel forces will only cause trouble for a short time.

Be prepared to face the challengers. Don't think that the things belonging to the Golden Clan can be easily taken away; you'll only bring trouble upon yourself.

"Prepare for the final battle."

The crowd responded enthusiastically in unison, "Yes, sir!" and then took their positions to form ranks.

How could they not be full of energy? A real demigod-level war is about to take place, and it would be worth dying for just to participate and witness it. The only fear is that the Faded One is all bark and no bite and won't last long.

……

early morning.

Frillie, who was fast asleep wrapped in a blanket, suddenly twitched her ears, then opened her eyes and looked around. The craftsmen had begun their work.

They began to tinker and repair the siege equipment, reinforcing it as much as possible.

Did I wake you up?

"A craftsman asked."

"It's alright, I see some of the machines are broken during processing, what happened?"

"The strength is insufficient, mainly due to a lack of forging stone materials. We in Ningmgford are severely lacking in this kind of material, making it difficult to forge weapons worthy of heroes, let alone those mists used by demigods..."

Where can I find forging stones?

"The Yatan Plateau has concentrated most of the world's materials and has the best weapons reserves. The royal city probably has more usable weapons than mobile people. It has a very rich heritage."

"In other words, if the royal city sends a reinforcement squad, it will be very difficult to deal with."

Upon realizing this, Frilian was no longer sleepy. She understood the layout of the royal city of Rodel. Although the map showed warlordism, the Yatan Plateau still maintained a suppressive force and should not be underestimated.

The combination of most high-quality weapons and forging stones is indeed a good method, and it has maintained the hegemony of the Golden Dynasty to this day.

The King of Elden certainly had a good plan back then.

However, this cannot change the current situation.

The Southern Army is arming a massive siege force, equipped with everything from catapults, battering rams, and siege ladders to various methods such as digging tunnels and excavating corners of walls, determined to take the city.

They knew very well that if they could not conquer Stoneville in a short time, they would be counterattacked and destroyed sooner or later.

must win.

Having reached this point, they are now completely on the opposite side of the demigods. To avoid a counterattack, the only option is to put Frilian on the throne of the Fragment King.

Therefore, everyone started preparing early in the morning, working hard and sweating profusely.

Despite the seemingly carefree and relaxed atmosphere of last night's fun, everyone knew it was the last chance to relax. After that, no matter what, they would have to face a world-class mega-fortress, and even a few lives wouldn't be enough.

In contrast, the commander-in-chief looked relaxed and sleepy. Under normal circumstances, this might be considered too lax, but the soldiers who knew her felt a rare sense of reassurance.

It would be a disaster if even an optimistic boss got nervous.

Frillie quickly washed up.

Even when she's in a game, it doesn't stop her from following her daily routine; the ordinariness amidst busyness is the style that elves admire.

Come to think of it, it's been a while since I've been back to the Elf Village. If I can get the cloud save mod this time, I'll go back and take a look. Ideally, I could find a powerful Elf mage to study soul magic with...

"My lord, I extend my greetings to you."

Edgar greeted him respectfully while reminding him, "We just received news confirming Markit's support."

"Who?"

"It is an ominous sign from the King of Blessings, a war that once caused rivers of blood to flow among heroes."

"That sounds too general. Do you have any specific information?"

"Markitt is a very strong swordsman and can also use magic that unleashes a large-scale rain of swords. He once injured General Rataen of Shattered Star during the Battle of Rodel and is said to have once suppressed him to the ground. In short, the two are probably not that different."

Even the usually brave and fearless Edgar had a serious expression and his eyes were full of fear, after all, there was now another demigod-level enemy.

Admittedly, the opponent may not go all out in the final battle, but given one's reputation, one must be on high alert.

To be honest, he didn't think the Burial Demon Sword could compare to the Ominous Demon. The latter seemed to be superior in every way, being one of the best in the border region in both swordsmanship and magic.

That's really bad luck.

However, as a knight, I will still fight to the very end.

Edgar, having chosen to follow, would not be easily swayed by powerful enemies. In other words, defeating worthy adversaries would contribute to the stability of his rule. Therefore, he solemnly declared:

"We are prepared to fight Markit and his elite troops, and we request that you mobilize the Farron Undead Legion to provide support..."

Frillie didn't do anything extra, but instead shaded her eyes with her hand and looked towards the city wall.

"That's strange. His aura shouldn't be so loose, and he doesn't have the special aura of a Great Rune... Maybe it's a clone or a puppet? Does such technology exist in the border region?"

"I have indeed heard of it, but I can't be sure since I haven't witnessed it myself."

Edgar's expression relaxed at the mention of this possibility. Since worrying was pointless, he might as well get back to work.

Whether it's an avatar or not, I can't get involved in battles within the realm of demigods. My immediate priority is to organize the siege forces so they can launch a thunderous attack at any time.

She can't just sit idly by.

Caution has always been Frilian's guiding principle. After all, she has experienced too many schemes and traps. Knowing that there is a powerful enemy ahead, she must investigate first. Moreover, she is responsible for 20,000 Southern Army soldiers and must not fall into a trap.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the silver-haired girl waved her scepter, and a beam of light shone down from above, making her body transparent and lifeless.

In addition, he is used to suppressing his magical reactions, which is practically stealth, and most people would not be able to detect him.

Invisible body.

It's magic from the Dark Souls, so it's rejected by the world. Time is limited, so we need to race against time to explore the way.

"You actually had such tricks up your sleeve?"

Melina was slightly startled.

“A mage should always keep a few tricks up his sleeve, especially those outside of combat, which often have wonderful uses. Let’s go, and come back quickly.”

Frillie made her way to the city walls.

As expected, the area was heavily guarded.

The main city of Stoneville was already troublesome enough, so they built an outer wall to leave a tunnel for people to pass through, not out of any good intentions, but because you had no choice but to pass through it.

Sure enough, there were roadblocks every few steps, and ballistae were even placed behind them for crossfire.

Anyone who dares to force their way through here will be riddled with holes.

Difficult to handle.

She could imagine the various ways the players would die as they rolled around without even looking. No, they probably hadn't even faced this kind of insane attack and blockade.

It's hard to imagine how many troops would be needed to defeat it, given that it's just an outer wall. Are they going to fill it with corpses? I'm afraid the defenders really thought that way, hoping that the enemy's corpses would block the tunnels and delay their attack while they could charge down from the high ground.

As the invisible Freyland passed through several directions, she couldn't help but feel nervous. The design was ingenious; if she attacked head-on, she wondered how many corpses she would leave behind.

She encountered no obstacles along the way, because the soldiers were completely unaware that someone was walking past her.

It truly lives up to its reputation as one of the essential spells for clearing stages.