Frilian at Elden Ring

After saying that, she transformed into her spirit form and disappeared. Even Frilian was slightly taken aback, probably because she had made her expression more obvious.

For the people in the game, it really felt like taking a nap, so let's begin.

Archive.

……

Elf Village.

Frillie opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

Then she chose to close her eyes and continue sleeping. After all, she often didn't get a good night's sleep in the border area. Now that she was back in her hometown, she naturally wanted to return to a relaxed lifestyle, so she immediately took a nap for half a day.

Only then did the elven girl slowly sit up, her long, silvery-white hair disheveled, which she had to slowly comb herself.

The inconvenience was immediately apparent on the first day without Melina.

However, Frilian was never the type to hold grudges, and she quickly settled into a lazy lifestyle, sitting and looking at her magic book after combing her hair before finally moving.

How is the village doing?

Standing up and stepping out of the room, I saw that the house remained as it was, dotted with a few flowerbeds, and there weren't many lively elves. Although a demon attack had occurred not long ago, most people weren't aware of it.

Elves have very long lifespans, and many things that seem like calamities pass by in the blink of an eye; they don't care about them.

"So this is a concern, given the intensity of the demons' attacks, it's probably more than just harassment."

She murmured to herself, while simultaneously expanding her senses.

Traces of war have already appeared on the distant edge of the forest. While the conflict may have subsided now, the future is uncertain. If things continue like this, they will inevitably invade the elven village sooner or later. However, relocating everyone is probably an impossible task; protection is the more realistic option.

Although I've heard that there are indeed some elves active outside, they are experienced and powerful. Relocating villagers who have lived in peace for so long would be a matter of life and death...

Good morning, Frilian~

It's afternoon now.

"Not much difference, good afternoon."

The languid old acquaintance, Millie Alde, waved as she drank.

According to her own account, she once failed in pursuing a certain goal, and from then on, she fell in love with alcohol and would occasionally do things like carving inscriptions on tombstones to prank future generations.

Such spirits actually represent the majority; they don't care about the world's troubles and are content with living their simple lives. It's not a matter of right or wrong, just a philosophy. Unfortunately, they are also rather oblivious to danger, and most signs of threat seem insignificant to them.

People like Miliadé don't need to worry unless the demons actually attack them.

Forget it.

She currently has no intention of forcing her fellow elves to leave, nor should she break them up into smaller groups, because elves who maintain a social structure can still reproduce and at least see a few children... On the other hand, what about the elves who are outside?

The goddess is fair; a long lifespan means a low birth rate. If the elven society is allowed to be destroyed, it will probably be on its last legs.

The countdown to extinction will be very long, perhaps even as long as the heavens, but that's even more terrifying.

The torment of being in a state of perpetual half-death is unbearable. Having seen too much of that, Frilian would not allow it to happen. If necessary, she should do everything in her power to protect as many elves as possible.

Barrier magic would be a good choice.

The Elf Village isn't without strong individuals besides themselves. In fact, even the old drunkard acquaintance was dragged by Frilian to learn some magic, not to mention the techniques she specially taught everyone... At least there are a few decent magicians with combat power.

Together they should be able to handle one or two powerful demons without any problem, and besides, they still have themselves to rely on.

If combined with the home-field advantage of the barrier, it will only become more powerful.

Barrier magic?

Unfortunately, her weaponry is top-notch in terms of firepower, wide range, high rate of fire, rapid response, and automatic interception.

Defense is not Frilian's style. She doesn't understand the ultimate defensive barrier. She is confident in her ability to analyze it but doesn't know how to deploy it.

It's probably better to stay in the village for now; there's no reason to travel far anyway. An ordinary elf might find it boring, but with her game magic, it's fine, so she can observe the situation further.

"Frilian, you didn't usually show this expression. Are you worried about the demons?"

"Yes, they're getting closer."

"The demon general Azart, who is in charge of this area, claims to be wiping out the elves and says he is acting on the orders of the Demon King. In fact, some people are very afraid and feel unsafe."

"But in the end, nothing was done, was it? Milield, you also think that everything will be fine after a while, right?"

The latter tilted his head back, took a sip of the thick tea wine, and nodded with a flushed face.

"Besides, we have you in our elven village, right? I believe Frilian will protect everyone."

She then continued drinking, displaying her carefree nature, a characteristic shared by most people. This doesn't necessarily indicate ignorance or dullness; after all, leaving one's hometown often leaves little choice.

leave?

In times of war, moving from one's home is no different from suicide. Nowadays, we are already fortunate to be able to live in a peaceful corner. Are we going to voluntarily give up such a good situation?

Over a long timescale, the village has actually experienced several crises, all of which it has survived. Compared to embarking on a long journey with no certainty of life or death, it is safer to hold onto the current camp, unless you are a legendary prophet who can accurately determine where the safest place is.

"Of course I will do everything in my power to protect you."

"Speaking of which, you're developing more and more of a traveler's temperament even though you rarely leave the house, just like those who go out to explore, and who don't even know if they're alive or dead after they leave."

Are you worried I'll leave?

"No, I mean you can leave and explore whenever you want, just don't let us become a burden."

"Don't worry, there's a win-win solution, and that's what I'm here to solve."

Frillie had almost decided to stay in the village forever, but a friend's words made her realize that she still longed for a wider world and should at least go out and experience different kinds of magic.

Otherwise, if one's entire fighting style comes from the experience of magic in the game, and one does not understand reality, one is likely to suffer losses. Knowledge should be exchanged.

After all, she hadn't forgotten to find a powerful magician to study with.

Now that it's decided to leave for a while, there are two choices:

First, research barrier magic, which is not their forte, to at least give the village basic defenses, or even just enough to hold out until Frilian returns in time. Although it's a bit conservative, it's highly feasible.

Second, offense is always the best defense.

"To deal with demons, we should use simple and direct force. If necessary, we should leave the destruction to them. First, pollute them, then heal them. The key is to be efficient enough."

Frilian opened her palm, and a golden-red flower bud slowly rose, eager to bloom in the new world.

not bad.

If the experiment is successful, the Ionian Flower will become her most powerful area-of-effect magic.

Unfortunately, the slight release in reality didn't give me the feeling of vaguely praying to the Goddess of Corruption at the border, so it's incomplete. It's a version that's been weakened layer by layer. So how can we make up for it?

"I've heard of a magic that can create flower fields."

79

Chapter 79: The Demons Attack the Elf Village.

"It does exist. It's said that Celia used it more often in the past. I'm not sure how many people can activate the Flower Field Magic, but hers is definitely the most powerful and complete."

Even when drunk, Millie Adele is absolutely serious when she talks about magic with Frillie.

It should be reliable.

Even among the generally long-lived elven race, Celia, the divine magician, is increasingly approaching legend. In a race where lifespans often span thousands of years, her near-legendary status speaks volumes about her prestige.

Moreover, this senior is not some lazy elf; as everyone knows, he has been constantly improving his strength.

Even within the elves' concept of time, they occasionally excel and achieve victories, making them truly living beings of the Age of Gods.

It's fortunate that we are of the same race and have had some exchanges and understanding of each other, which is better than humans treating each other as living fossils of the progenitors of magic, which would be a complete lack of understanding.

Everyone has heard some of the legends about this person.

"Frilian, if you're looking for magic, you can't go wrong asking Celie."

"...But that would require leaving the village."

Millie Adele shook her head; devising further solutions was beyond her capabilities. Although she had heard that Seria had a magical workshop as a settlement, heaven knew exactly where it was, and finding it would likely be a difficult task.

It's easy to find out information; just go out and take a stroll. However, the outside world is embroiled in war, which could easily cause trouble, not to mention the demons are watching with predatory eyes.

"I see."

"Studying my current magic will keep me occupied for a while."

Frillie poked the scarlet flower bud in her hand, feeling a soft touch. She had originally planned to combine it with flower field magic for easier control, but for now, she should practice first.

"Your magic is dangerous. I sense something very ominous."

This sobered her up. "So you've invented something special again? You're a genius. Your growth rate is comparable to that of a human."

"I'm still far from it. A large part of my magical development is stuck in a bottleneck."

"It's alright. With your talent, you should make progress in ten or twenty years, if not hundreds of years. Take your time."

"We might not be able to wait long. Aren't there rumors that the demons are already researching killing magic? It would be troublesome if they got there first."

"Don't live with such a sense of crisis."

Millie Adele remained relaxed and carefree throughout.

Admittedly, the demons were indeed coming on strong, but even excluding their friends who weren't strong in terms of combat power, there were some skilled elven mages and warriors in the village who had become stronger under Frilian's supervision.

Although she doesn't usually get involved in affairs, she is undoubtedly the village leader in terms of prestige and achievements, and the fighting force she has cultivated is enough to deal with some demon armies.

By human standards, he himself was a mage, so he wouldn't fear ordinary demons. The so-called general, Azart, was indeed troublesome, having killed countless humans and even crippled a national army, but they still hadn't found the elven village.

Finding those reclusive people who rarely go out is not easy; let them continue to get lost.

Whatever.

Conversations with her friends made Frilian realize that trying to evoke a sense of crisis wouldn't work.

Over the years, I've done a good job of forcibly training some talented compatriots in magic. They're good at defense, but far from being able to take the initiative to eliminate threats. It would be better to observe the situation first.

The immediate priority is to complete the Ionian Flower so that it can be used stably in reality, while controlling the scope of pollution and preventing its spread as much as possible.

"How about we build a safety barrier?"

In fact, she had considered creating a wasteland directly, overflowing with pollution that would deter any living being, and ensuring that the magical creatures of the demon race would suffer even more—ruthless and efficient enough.

Those who easily cause damage will not have a good reputation and will easily become targets of public criticism or even public enemies.