Elden Ring, my witch is a talkative beautiful girl

"Capture the Great Rune?" Roger's expression changed slightly. He looked around and then tugged at the rope he had come with. "This isn't the place to talk. Come with me. I have a temporary safe haven in the city."

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 31: The Noble Reattached

In the abandoned church of Stoneville City, the three climbed here along the rope that Roger appeared on.

The faint candlelight illuminates this deserted place. The devout believers who come here to worship are now rarer than the Faded Ones. The ranger magician Roger who lurked in the castle discovered this church and used it as his temporary resting place to avoid being hunted by the soldiers.

After arriving at the church, Roger asked the question in his mind: "I want to challenge the Demigod King and seize the Great Rune. So... can you see the guidance of the Blessing?"

"I can indeed see the guidance of blessing. Could it be that you..." The familiar question made A Dai realize something.

Roger heaved a sigh of relief after receiving a positive response. "I really envy you. Although we're both Faded, I haven't seen guidance in a long time. That golden light only exists in my memories."

"My dear, only those who aspire to become king, who are capable of climbing to the top of the Golden Tree and meeting the Faded One of the Elden Ring, can see the blessing." Melina was pragmatic and straightforward, as if she saw through A'er's thoughts. "I have always said that you can become king, and I have facts to prove it."

"Then you don't have to tell everyone like that..." Ah Tui replied, "It would be bad to irritate others."

"It's okay, I don't mind. Even if I can't become king, I still have my own pursuits." Roger smiled calmly, "I still remember the original intention of coming to the borderland. We can help each other when we encounter difficulties in the future."

He was a free-spirited man, aware that not every Faded One had the chance to become king. Only a few could achieve the path to kingship, accompanied by the miko. But each person had their own unique goals. To become discouraged and hesitant would be a true loser.

"Go down from this church, walk through the castle hall, and a few hundred meters further in will be the city lord Greg's chambers." Roger informed the two of the intelligence he had gathered. "I don't intend to anger him, so I can only take you so far. Do you need me to lead you there?"

"No, no, I'm sorry to bother you all the time." Melina showed her treasured map, which clearly marked the relevant routes. "We have the map, so we won't get lost."

"Amei is right." Ah Tui took over the conversation, "Since we are helping each other, we can't just ask for things in return. Next time you are in trouble, let us help you."

Roger was not upset by the rejection of his proposal. He half-jokingly said, "Then I'll have to use this favor in a big way. I hope we can both achieve our goals. See you later."

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the door.

Melina was shocked: "Hey, this is the tenth floor, there's no road in front of the exit!"

"Don't worry, I've developed a relationship with Storm Eagle during my free time in the city. Just wait and see." Roger curled his fingers, blew a whistle, and then jumped down from the tall building with his eyes closed.

"Goodbye, everyone should take good care of themselves..."

Poor Roger didn't get to finish the last word "oil" before he missed the flying Storm Eagle perfectly. The two people who watched him go away could only mourn for him silently in their hearts for five seconds, hoping that he would not suffer any sequelae from falling from the tenth floor.

There is always a price to pay for failing to show off.

The two of them climbed the stairs to the first floor in a quiet manner. Not everyone is as brave as Roger, who can chat and laugh, jump from the tenth floor and miss the flying mount. After witnessing another brave man jumping from a building, good reason took over his thinking.

The hall on the first floor of the castle was in a mess, with unidentified objects discarded on the ground everywhere, and brown liquid flowing through the gaps between the floor tiles. Most of these mysterious liquids that looked like rotten chocolate had dried up, but they still emitted a pungent smell that stimulated the two people's normal sense of smell.

"We have to leave this place quickly, otherwise I will have nightmares again tonight." Melina put on her hood and wrapped her cloak tightly, leaving only her eyes exposed. She felt like she was about to faint.

"The smell of this place isn't the worst I've ever smelled." Ah Tui's face was covered with a mask, which at least blocked out some of the unpleasant odor. "I used to roll around in a poisonous swamp full of filth. Once your sense of smell is completely numb, you'll feel like it's no big deal."

"Stop talking, really stop talking." The chatterbox witch covered her mouth tightly, "I really don't want to hear this..."

The thought of exploring a cesspool swamp filled with highly toxic substances caused Melina to suffer severe mental pollution.

"What I want to express is..." Ah Dai stopped moving forward, suddenly drew his sword and turned around. A silver light flashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and two severed arms flew into the air. "When you have seen worse things, the suffering before you will be nothing."

In the darkness, the monster that launched the sneak attack retreated with a shrill scream. Its body was covered with traces of stitches and patches, and it had many arms of different sizes, like a flesh and blood monster made by splicing together multiple human bodies.

With a body as round and strong as a pupa and arms and limbs extending like spiders, A Tui once again saw the monster that had attacked him in the Chapel of the Princes - the Limb-Girdle Noble.

However, compared to his last embarrassing escape, the Faded One standing in front of the Limb-Removing Noble is no longer the same person. The best proof of this is that he can cut off both of the enemy's arms in an instant of fighting.

The pain of the severed limb penetrated deep into his bones, making the reattached noble feel timid. He brandished the swords, guns, sticks, brick-moving axes held in his remaining arms, intimidating his opponents like an animal.

"Buddy, look over there!" Melina spotted the red scarves tied around the two thin, frail arms of the limb-replacement nobles. In the darkness, they looked like flickering candlelight. "They are Roderica's friends who were abducted and had their limbs reattached."

The moment Melina pronounced the name "Rodlika," the limb-jointed noble froze in place, its lips trembling with a chaotic tremor, and the hostility emanating from it vanished into thin air. It released its various weapons and trembled as it extended its arm, as if wanting to entrust something tightly grasped to the miko.

"Amei..." The Faded One stood in front of his partner, not letting up at all because of the enemy's unusual behavior. "This might be a trap."

"It's okay, partner." Melina shook her head and pressed down A'tai's hand. "Even though it's only one or two out of ten, I can understand the meaning behind its words. It seems that they willingly accepted the limb grafting, using this method to combine multiple souls with their bodies to continue their lives. After realizing that we are not its enemies who want to hurt it, it no longer intends to hurt us."

It's said to be a continuation of life, but more accurately, it's a creation of a new life by shattering and reassembling the fragments of multiple lives. It possesses fragments of past memories and has the intelligence of a four or five-year-old child.

Melina did not discriminate against the ugly appearance of the limb-jointed nobles, and there was pity in her eyes.

She took out a bottle of red dew and poured the healing liquid onto the gap in the arm of the limb-replacing noble. This couldn't regenerate the limb, but at least it would stop the bleeding. "I'm sorry, my partner means no harm. This will at least make you feel better."

The limb-replacement noble shook his head and uttered a few meaningless syllables, then opened his palm in front of Melina. A pin wrapped in velvet red cloth lay quietly in it. Faint soul fluctuations could be felt from the pin, which was the last words they wanted to tell Roderica.

"Do you want me to give this to Roderica?" Melina confirmed.

The limb-jointed noble nodded; its meaning was obvious.

"I understand." Melina solemnly accepted the bloodstained red cloth and the pin wrapped inside, and promised the limb-removing noble, "I will fulfill your request. Could you please let us pass?"

Suddenly, the eyes of Ah Tui, who was watching from the side, became stern. He felt a powerful aura approaching at high speed like a typhoon.

"That's it!"

The dancing swords stirred up a gray storm, and candles suddenly lit up in the hall, illuminating the dim room as if it were daylight. The lost knight of the twin swords, Oleg, Greg's most capable lieutenant, appeared!

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 32: The Art of Limb Reattachment

In the city of Stonewell, the situation changed suddenly.

The Lost Knight Oleg suddenly appeared, leading a large number of Grek soldiers to surround the first floor hall, surrounding the two people in the center and the limb-jointed nobles. "Two distinguished guests, our city lord, Lord Grek, invites you."

"What if our answer is no?" A'tu responded coldly, ignoring the soldiers around him. However, protecting Melina and breaking out of the siege under the current circumstances was not an easy task.

"Then I have no choice but to..." Oleg drew his two swords, holding the left sword below and the right sword raised, assuming the starting stance for the combat skill "Lightning Whirlwind Strike." "I, Oleg, have the important responsibility of defending the city, so I have no choice but to ask for your advice. But is this really a good idea? Even if you can defeat me, you will face a siege by the soldiers, further reducing your chances of success in challenging the Lord City Lord."

His words were clearly threatening, but seemed to have a hidden meaning.

"Buddy, let's just follow him here." Melina nudged A'ti and whispered, "I just learned something from Xiaogui (the nickname given to the limb-replacement noble). If we can get confirmation from Greg, we can find out why he's obsessed with limb replantation. And if they really have bad intentions towards us, it will be the same if we try to break out later."

Surrounded by enemies, they could have killed them directly. Either they had other plans and were planning to capture them alive, or it meant that Oleg was telling the truth and that he had received orders from the city lord to take them there.

Regardless of the possibility, it was not a good idea to turn hostile here and fight head-on. Melina couldn't use the invisible method to slip away in front of everyone. If these guys had bad intentions, the two of them could just create chaos and then use magic to slip away.

"Okay, we'll go with you to see Greg." Ah Tui restrained his murderous aura, but his hand was still on the hilt of the sword to prevent any changes. "But before that, I want to know how you will deal with it?"

What A-Tu was referring to was naturally the limb-removing nobles. Given their defection, we cannot rule out the possibility that they were killed after they left.

"How should we deal with this?" Oleg also put away his swords and crossed his arms. "Of course."

With a snap of his fingers, a team of medical soldiers received the order and immediately carried the patient onto an oversized stretcher. They then picked up the two broken arms on the ground and carried them to the infirmary in the city. Their efficiency and proficiency were so high that it was outrageous, as if they had practiced it a thousand times.

"The speed of professional rescue is comparable to that of the emergency team in the royal city." Melina commented objectively and impartially. She didn't seem to be worried at all that Xiaogui would be sent to the autopsy room to be dismembered on the spot. Instead, she was sure that it was really sent for emergency treatment.

Oleg said calmly, "As you can see, our castle's medical staff has extensive experience in limb reattachment, and reattaching recently severed limbs is also within our scope of service. Now, are you safe to come with us?"

Ah Tu thought to himself: "It seems that the guards of this castle are beyond my imagination in some aspects. This is not what I meant to express..."

Although the process was a bit beyond the scope, the objective result was good. The two fulfilled their agreement and, under the leadership of Oleg, headed to Greg's residence in the deepest part of Stonewell City.

In the center of the vast courtyard, Greg's massive, bloated figure blocked the path. Stone pillars on either side were draped with the carcasses of flying dragons. The old, ugly demigod king smiled an inscrutable, eerie smile. "Hehehe, are you finally here? A long-awaited challenger... Then let us begin! The victor will claim my Great Rune, while those who fail will remain 'guests' in my castle!"

The royal axe, adorned with golden tree patterns, slammed down, and the demigod's powerful aura raised a huge cloud of smoke.

"Mist?"

"Is this really a trap to lure us into?"

Melina and A'tai stood back to back, alert for attacks that might come from nowhere, but...

After the fog cleared, the scenery in the overgrown courtyard suddenly changed. Powerful background music sounded, multiple spotlights shone down, and three sets of tables and chairs rose on the sidelines. Three bystanders whose faces could not be seen clearly were hidden in the shadows.

Greg roared excitedly, "Let's begin! The art of limb reattachment!"

In response to the city lord's roar, hundreds of soldiers outside the arena took out their "withered palm" cheering sticks, waving them and shouting, "Reattach! Duel! Reattach! Duel!"

Hundreds of people were waving hand cheering sticks, and the scene looked really creepy.

"Huh?" Melina was shocked.

"What?" Ah Tui was also shocked.

What's going on with this inexplicable development? Shouldn't the normal mechanics be for the two sides to fight for three hundred rounds, for Greg to transform to his second stage at half health, and then fight for another three hundred rounds, before finally falling unwillingly and surrendering the Great Rune Fragment? Why is this just a ring-like duel of limb-reattaching techniques? And they're even contestants on the field.

"As you can see, ever since his defeat at the hands of Marennia, Lord Greg has refused all acts of combat. He no longer harbors any will to fight, becoming a complete pacifist. He has devoted his entire being to limb grafting, and the only way to seize the Great Rune from him is to defeat him in a duel of limb grafting."

Oleg held a microphone and switched roles in seconds, from a lost knight guarding the castle to the emcee presiding over a limb-reattachment duel.

"Please forgive us for the roundabout way we took to bring you here. Lord Greg's situation is a city secret, and it concerns the dignity of the city lord, so we had to resort to this roundabout approach."

"Oreg is right." Greg lifted the warm blanket from his back. Dozens of arms of varying sizes and thicknesses stretched out simultaneously. He was already impatient for the upcoming duel. "It's been far too long since anyone has been able to compete with me in the field of limb grafting. Give it your all to please me. I sincerely hope that you...will become stronger!"

"Long live the City Lord!"

"Lord Greg will win!"

There was another round of thunderous cheers from the audience.

Melina glared at the boss with one eye. "By Queen Marika, my partner, tell me the truth. Has your mouth been blessed by the Supreme Will? There really is such a thing as a limb-reattachment duel!"

"Ha, ha ha..." Ah Tui laughed in an awkward manner. Who could have thought that the joke he made in front of the city gate would actually come true? "Occasionally, it's not a bad thing to end a battle without bloodshed. Let's hear how this thing compares."

There is no room for retreat at this point, I have to grit my teeth and go ahead!

(P.S.: Greg's handling method is inspired by the Golden Tree Path. If a real fight breaks out, I'm afraid that the limb-jointed guy will be used as a punching bag.)

Volume 1: The Beginning of the Journey: Chapter 33: First comes the registration number

Oleg raised the microphone and said, "I declare the long-awaited limb-reattachment showdown officially begun! The two sides in this match are Lord Greg and the challengers—the Miko and the Faded One. Before the match begins, let us introduce the three judges."

The Lost Knight walked to the first table, shining a light that dispelled the darkness. A girl with bronze skin, well-developed limbs, and a wild style, wearing animal skins that exposed her navel, rested her feet on the table.

"Judge Number One, Neferi Lu," Oleg introduced. "A warrior who inherited the ancient storm bloodline, she can harness the power of wind and lightning. She will surely deliver a powerful commentary on this duel."

"Let me make this clear." Nepheli swung her axe and slammed it against the table. "I only reluctantly agreed to your request to repay the favor of leading the way. If my adoptive father knew the details, he would probably turn a blind eye. Hurry up and introduce the next person. My axe is thirsty!"

The female warrior who added some strength and half of her agility and had an intelligence of only 9 originally came here to challenge Greg, but she got lost in front of the square where the city lord's room was located. She wandered around in circles for several hours.

The soldiers in the city couldn't bear to watch any longer, so they made a win-win deal with her. If A'tai and Melina failed to win the duel, she could go on stage for a second fight.

"The judges cannot leave the stage. Please remember this and don't cause too much trouble for our staff." Oleg came like a whirlwind and came to the second judge.

Under the blue spotlight, the starlight effects set off the girl who looks like a dark moon against the night background.

A Tui took a look and realized that it was an old acquaintance.

"The second judge is the mysterious Snow Witch Miss Reina, who prefers not to reveal her real name. That's a really long prefix." After introducing the second judge, Oleg didn't forget to make a comment about the length of her name. "Miss Reina is a professional magician with a deep understanding of magic."

Reina folded her four hands together in Commander Ikari's signature pose. Her eyes, hidden by the wide brim of her hat, stared straight ahead, her gaze fixed on A-tai. "I don't know much about limb-jointing, but both of us are formidable fighters. I'm sure we'll present a wonderful match."

"Hey, hey, what happened to our agreement to have no interactions?" Ah Tui squinted, internally complaining, "Last time before she left, she said she'd settle accounts with me the next time we meet for bringing shame upon her. Now that she's infiltrated the judges panel, could she be planning to get revenge by blowing a foul?"

Turning her head, she saw Melina's eyes also fell on Reina, muttering to herself, "An eighteen-character introduction. This beautiful girl must come up with a longer one than hers."

I don't know what's wrong with the witch. With the duel approaching, she actually ignited the spirit of competition and spent her time studying this kind of thing.

"Finally, let's meet the third judge. I believe I need no further introduction." Under the pale white light, the third person who appeared beside Oreg was none other than the gatekeeper, Gotok. "Whether you are in the city or newcomers, you have all met Gotok, the gatekeeper of Stonewell City for fifty consecutive years. I won't waste your time any more."

"The outcome of this duel was clear from the beginning. Long live Lord Greg!" Gotok wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although it was not the first time he sat in this position, he still felt unprecedented nervousness.

This guy's stance is truly undeniable; he's a true black whistle. Unless someone points a flaming "La Paz cannon" at his head and forces him to change his decision, he's 100% on Greg's side.

After all the judges were introduced, Melina's thoughts shifted from studying the super-long prefix to discussing competition strategies. "Buddy, if we want to win, we have to show some real skill. We must get the approval of the first two of the three judges to win the Great Rune Fragment."

"That's what I said..." Ah Tui's mouth twitched, "But we know nothing about joints. If we want to try hard, we have to have a direction, right?"

Melina clenched her fists and encouraged him: "Anyway, at times like this, you have to rely on your momentum to make up for your shortcomings. Go forward courageously and fight!" The energetic girl was full of life.

"Now, let me read the rules." Oleg waved his hand, and a large screen carved entirely from pyroxene rose up in a whirlwind. "The first match will see both teams announce their names. Their momentum and the spread of their reputation will be the key to victory! First up is Lord Greg!"

"As the heir of the Golden Bloodline, I will take the title of Vanguard." He leaned his golden axe against the ground, his aura reaching its peak. "I am the grandson of the First King Griffley and Queen Marica, the son of Golden Godwin, the holder of the Great Rune Fragment, the Lord of Stonewell City, and the Demigod King Griffley!"

After the silence, there was another burst of enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

"Lord Greg is so handsome!"

"The Golden Bloodline will win!"

"King Ge Fulei, your spirit in heaven can finally rest in peace..."

"You idiot! King Griffith is also a Faded One. He must have been resurrected!"

Compared to the enthusiastically cheering audience outside the arena, after listening to this series of self-introductions, Ah Tui's only thought was: "Do all the big shots have to sign up like this before a duel? How troublesome..."

Titles are often directly tied to a person's bloodline, their achievements, and even where they live. A common example is the hero who defeats the demon king. This is the most common profession in otherworldly travel, and it's unclear where these demon kings emerge, offering the hero a chance to defeat them, risking their lives to maintain their righteous image in the eyes of the world.

It seemed that he could only say that he was the nameless faded person A-Tai, which sounded much weaker before he even built up momentum. He acted out someone else's resume vs. his own resume on the spot.

Fortunately, someone had already considered the appearance title for him, and Melina never disappoints in this regard.

The witch raised her cloak and stepped forward with awe. "The one I serve is a role model among the Faded Ones, the heir to the pyroxene magic, the savior of Morn City, and the terminator of alien rebellion. Following the guidance and blessing of Queen Marika, one day I will meet the King of the Elden Circle!"