Frilian at Elden Ring

She looked at the figure that only she could see, and Melina, who had been waiting by her side, breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was close. I wish I could have helped, but you made it anyway."

It's only been a little over a month since our encounter at the King's Chapel, right? The Faded Ones have made great strides and now hold a dominant position, something no one could have predicted.

Even she, who was always by his side, was no exception.

Victory arrived amidst a series of shocks brought by Frilian.

"...If it were you, you would surely be able to reach the royal city and pay homage to the Elden Ring in due time. Moreover, it is said that as long as you possess two Great Runes, you can break through the royal city's seal."

"take it easy."

She felt sleepy and wanted to get some sleep. She thought that when she woke up, the new MOD cloud save might appear. Based on past experience, completing a large part of the early stages of a game would usually unlock the ability to save at any time.

However, Melina pointed to the deepest room: "You should go to the throne. Although it's just a ceremony, it can soothe people's hearts."

Those who are most looking forward to it are the faded ones, after all, it is an honor for their colleagues to become fragment kings.

At least activities in the Nymgford region will be more convenient. People can fight anyone they see, and even the Round Table Hall will have a real regional base, instead of always staying in the Great Blessing, which is inconvenient.

Meanwhile, Kenneth managed to squeeze through the crowd.

"Your Majesty, we are already working on the new crown, and the coronation ceremony will be held soon. Why don't you go and rest in the throne room for a while?"

"so troublesome."

Despite this, Frillie readily complied and strode across the brick road amidst countless expectant gazes.

When she arrived at the throne, she realized it was indeed quite large, perfectly suited to Grek's size. Should she adopt the form that matched the rune's enhancements? Even if she could, she wouldn't be used to it, so she simply tiptoed and lightly jumped onto it.

With her legs together and hands placed on top, she had a rather obedient style. Melina's eyebrows twitched. It turned out that the faded one had a reserved side and probably rarely saw so many people.

Others paid no attention to the details and only felt that the magic was grand and imposing.

Amidst Frillie's undisguised boredom, Kenneth beside her shouted exaggeratedly:

"It is hereby declared—"

"The region of Nymgford welcomes a rightful and legitimate ruler, Frilian, who will lead us on the path to restore the Elden Ring. New laws will recreate an era of abundance. Long live Frilian!"

The next moment, a deafening roar of cheers erupted.

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69

Chapter 69: The Occupation of Stoneville.

The nobles cared more about the law than anyone else, and when the king was bored, they had no choice but to perform the elaborate rituals on his behalf.

After all, the legitimate rule of their own family actually stemmed from the monarch's authorization, military protection, and legal basis; otherwise, they would not be able to truly establish themselves in the border areas and would be destroyed sooner or later.

Therefore, Kenneth and others worried about Frilian's royal dignity.

Coincidentally, everyone is currently very enthusiastic. After all, the Southern Army has been hoping for the emergence of a fragment king who represents local interests. Compared to the long-reigning Greck, they actually understand Frillian's character better.

For surrendered soldiers, accepting those who surrendered would provide a more secure position and endorse their choice.

Needless to say, the supporters of the Faded Ones are also involved, and even Sir Hundred's informants are secretly helping out. Having another partner is a good thing right now.

Aside from the lack of interest from the parties involved, it was in everyone's interest for Frillie to project an air of authority.

Therefore, Kenneth gave a long explanation of the science...

Let's start with the simplest announcement, and then we'll have a proper coronation ceremony. This will also allow Frilian to get used to it beforehand. Melina was equally happy about this, so she simply listened to her advice.

Becoming king should be part of the gameplay, so let's try a completely new experience.

"Come up." Following procedure, she called for the Black Knife Assassin, Captain Fran, and the ancient hero Samir to come to the throne. Regardless of their merits, strength, or reputation, they were all impeccable and could be called personal guards.

In reality, without this layer of protection, nobles might not have any expectations for the royal rites; at most, they would simply appoint a ruler and be done with it, without ever going through the trouble of making a grand announcement.

Because you absolutely cannot handle it.

A king needs protectors, just as Gofulei had the Lion Chancellor and the Knights of the Forge, who were themselves part of the interests.

From all aspects of her configuration, Frilian is so perfect and impeccable. She has abundant combat power under her command, wields the Great Rune, has outstanding strength, and has the natural ability of soul magic to gather people's hearts. In the long run, she is likely to grow stronger.

But it does have flaws, which is one of the reasons why the nobles were so eager to promote it:

Long ears.

Frilian's imposing presence is so striking that it often makes people overlook the fact that her long, pointed ears are a characteristic of demi-humans.

They wouldn't be as "lower species" as the Sons of Omens or the cultists of Mad Fire, who would sit at the same table as mixed-race slaves.

The Golden Dynasty had its reasons for rejecting them; each had its own flaws, and the suppression was to protect the interests of the mainstream.

Long-held beliefs might attack Frilian's rule. Even though it's clear to everyone that her behavior is nothing like that of a demi-human, and that she is actually quite intelligent, it doesn't negate the fact that her flaws objectively exist.

Markitt's contributions were so great, yet he was still despised.

This is actually quite difficult.

The Golden Dynasty only needs to raise the banner of "slaying the demi-humans" to attract more hatred.

If Frilian were slightly weaker, or if she didn't defeat Greke fairly, she might have faced criticism. Fortunately, her fists are big enough to uphold the principle that "strength is the reason for being king," even if you are someone who is suspected to be a demi-human hybrid.

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that the Golden Tree will definitely make a fuss about this, so Kenneth and the other nobles need to quickly construct a legal narrative to silence the enemy in advance.

"Come before Her Majesty, those who have rendered meritorious service, and swear allegiance to Her Majesty Frilian."

At Kenneth's prompting glance, Edgar stepped forward, nodded, and gently kissed the silver-haired girl's hand.

He felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He hadn't expected that his gamble, which had cost him his life and honor, would succeed. He and the nobles of Ningmgefu were overjoyed.

However, what you fear most is exactly what happens:

Some nobles in Stoneville City stood up in a fit of rage and shouted, "You're nothing but a demi-human! The Blessed King will never tolerate such a defiled existence. The royal army will raze this place to the ground and hang you all!"

The entire room fell silent; indeed, many people only then noticed Frillie's long ears. And they really were!

"so?"

The silver-haired girl tilted her head with interest and asked.

"Don't you understand? Under the rule of the Golden Tree, you're not allowed to swagger around, you shouldn't even be allowed to wear clothes. No matter how powerful you are, you're just a demi-human with a bit more magic power—"

"When I defeated the Great Tree Guardian, the Blessed King must have received the news, right? That mysterious ruler never attacked me as a demi-human, nor did his subordinates. Your level is far inferior to the king you serve."

Upon hearing this, the nobles of Stoneville were speechless, because the truth was that the Blessed King even accepted evil spirits with worse omens.

"Your Majesty, please show no mercy."

Kenneth suggested, "This kind of person must be punished."

"Correct."

Frillie glanced at the black-knife assassin, who immediately understood and appeared in front of his target to behead him, holding the head high as a display.

Although her original intention was not to be so visually impactful—a single stab would have been enough—it would have worked out according to the local mindset, allowing her to exert her rule in a way that suited the border region.

"Is there anyone else?"

The silver-haired girl looked around and saw that no one was saying a word.

The minor incident did not affect the audience process at all. Next, the Knight of the Lost Land, the mercenary leader, and others took the initiative to swear allegiance. She chose to greet them with a smile and exchange a few pleasantries.

In reality, if something were to happen to the monarch, the group would still disband as usual.

However, this is indeed efficient. In the borderlands where great power is concentrated, it is easy to quickly build a ruling system with the monarch at its core, thus avoiding complete chaos and war.

At least the conflicts are mainly between monarchs, unlike the world of Frilian where warlords of all sizes have come out to make their mark, fighting and slaughtering each other, leaving ordinary civilians helpless and desperate.

While she was frequently lost in thought, the simplified procedure was roughly completed.

"Praise be to our King."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, it signifies that Stoneville City has officially come under Frilian's rule, especially for those in key departments:

The castle guard, led by the Knights of Lost Home, was well-versed in supplies and knew all the resources in the warehouse like the back of their hand. Judging from the accounts, the warehouse was indeed wealthy, befitting its status as a collection of supplies from the entire Nymgford region.

The gatekeepers, led by Gertock, provided a detailed map, and only then did she realize that there were such dilapidated caves, cliffs, and underground structures within the city...

It's more like a city than a fortress, and its size is unexpected.

"The Farron Immortals will go underground with Mr. Roger; the rest is up to us."

"Thank you for your generosity."

In fact, players had previously mentioned the existence of the Dead Prince's shamelessness, so Frillie knew something about it. Since it wasn't anything good, it was best to hand it over to the experienced Abyss Watcher, and then take a closer look at the relevant information.

"Your Majesty, now that we have the warehouse resources and the city defense map, it's equivalent to having complete control of Stoneville City. What do you plan to do?"

Kenneth asked excitedly.

"I need to rest. You can continue repairing the city walls."

Go get a good night's sleep to recharge, and forget about all the paperwork and paperwork. I've had enough of this.

……

A new day begins in Stoneville.

Freeland, now stripped of her armor and wearing only a white nightgown, suddenly opened her eyes from the hard bed, as the castle trembled and a deafening roar could not be ignored.

boom!

Amidst a burst of cursing, "Stupid dragon, you're just moving stones and watching them fall. This isn't repair, it's secondary damage!"

Perhaps the previous owner, Greke, didn't leave it unrepaired not because she was lazy, but because the objective conditions weren't right. Fortunately, she only gave the order to repair the damage this time; if she had gone to repair the large hole in the cliff face, it would have been easier to cause further damage.

In reality, magic that can make objects float or even build houses is probably quite effective.

She looked around and, judging from the interior decorations and the overall height of the castle, it was clear that a great deal of magic had been used, but much of it had been lost.

While not very comfortable, it is certainly full of luxury.

While the exterior of Stoneville is somewhat dilapidated with ditches and holes, its interior is exquisite, especially the main tower, which boasts a magnificent and opulent design.

If the main city of Ningmgfu is so magnificent and wealthy, what must the royal city be like?

It should be even more spectacular.

Frillie stretched, and several heavy books covering her fell off with a thud. Most of them were about local history or simply data records, which she had found in the castle's library.