Elden Ring, my witch is a talkative beautiful girl

"Galeed, Galeed..." Although Hu Ge spoke very passionately, the two listeners were completely focused on finding the way, and their four eyes kept staring at the map.

"Found it!" Melina pointed to the red plain marked on the map and moved a short distance to the west. This was their current location.

"We took the wrong turn two intersections ago. Lienia is northwest of us." A'tai sighed. They were basically heading in the opposite direction. If they circled the world, they might reach the lake area. "It's not too late yet. If Torret drives at full speed, he should be able to reach the checkpoint at the intersection."

"Hiss--" Upon hearing this, Torret rolled his eyes, kicked his four legs, and lay on the ground pretending to be dead. It seemed that he was going on strike today.

Volume 1: The Beginning of the Journey: Chapter 44: Death Hunter D

Tomelina led Fu astray, and the two of them camped outdoors with the warrior Hu Alexander for a night. From the talkative Hu brother, they learned that Gailey would hold a battle festival soon.

The main content of the festival and how it will unfold remain unknown, but the organizers, the Red Lions, have announced that the victor of this battle festival will receive a Great Rune! The original owner of this fragment is none other than the demigod king who commands the Red Lions—"Star Shattering General" Ratan.

Since the Battle of the Galid Plains at the end of the Shattered War, the two most powerful demigods, Latan and Marenia, have vanished simultaneously. The Knights of Corruption have returned to the Sacred Tree, while the Red Lions have stationed themselves in the fortress, diligently cleaning up the crimson corruption that permeated the plains.

Since the organizers had announced the event in the name of the Red Lion Legion, the probability that the Grand Rune would be the prize was over 90%. Upon hearing this news, the Faded, confident in their own abilities, would undoubtedly flock to the city, making Red Lion City the focal point for all forces along the border.

At this juncture, A Tui and Melina discussed it and decided to stick to their original plan, making the big rune owned by the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic their first target.

The Red Lion City Battle Festival still has quite some time left before it begins. Without enough people, it won't work. A sufficient number of participants are necessary for the festival to proceed as scheduled. We're still in the recruitment phase, and waiting around is just a waste of time. It would be better to take advantage of the Faded's focus on Galid and storm the Magic Academy in one fell swoop to secure the second Great Rune.

In order to make up for the time lost yesterday, A Tui and Melina rode at full speed, took a shortcut through the forest, and as expected, ran into trouble.

Melina picked up the map and put it down, put it down, and picked it up again, making sure she hadn't made the wrong move today. She said, "This map is the latest model published by the Royal City. What happened to the map editors?"

The place marked on the map was "Shuihuan Village," named for the sweet spring water from the village's well. The villagers were warm and hospitable, and it was considered a renowned land of plenty. The two had originally intended to stop by and ask for a drink of water to rest for lunch, but now...

Forget the warm hospitality of the villagers and the sweet spring water; there wasn't even a single living person to be seen. Outside the village, corpses lay scattered on the ground, the pus and blood oozing out was almost stinking. If the situation outside was so horrible, the bones inside must have piled up like a mountain.

"These villagers should have died a few days ago." A'tai looked through the corpses closest to them. Things had come to him on their own, and as a person in the neutral and good camp, how could he turn a blind eye?

He tried to reconstruct the truth of the incident using the logic of a normal person: "Judging from the dozens of runes left on the bodies, it's unlikely that they were killed by robbers. The bodies were intact, with no signs of being bitten or pulled, indicating that it wasn't the work of a wild beast. So, the murderer's motive is puzzling. If it's a vendetta, then he can't be vendetta against the entire village, right?"

"Hmm... there aren't any obvious external injuries. They just seem to have died suddenly." Melina joined the discussion, holding her nose. "The most likely scenario is a spell involving vengeful spirits. So, the murderer who massacred the entire village is a deranged, inhumane, perverted sorcerer? If there really is such a person, should we contact Teacher Se Lian and ask him?"

If it really was an evil wizard who committed the crime, Serenity, who was nicknamed "Witch" at the magic academy, might know this person.

Just when A-Tu was about to use a "Pyroxene Communication" to call the magic teacher remotely, a knight walked into the scene of the murder.

"Is it the same here? Death has spread once again." The young knight was fully dressed in armor, half of his body was plated with gold and the other half was silver. The decoration on his chest was like twins. His face under the armor was not visible, but the meaning between the lines revealed that he was accustomed to this situation.

He first squatted down to examine the bodies, then stood up and said, "You can call me D. These people died because their souls were taken away by the Deadborn. I am hunting the Deadborn and removing the roots of death."

He speaks directly and to the point, without any hesitation.

D continued, "Fade and Miko passing by, if you don't want to die in vain, leave here immediately. There is nothing here for you, and you can't gain anything except death."

If it were an ordinary passerby, he would probably walk away obediently after hearing this, but the two people D met today were both nosy people.

Ah Tui heard the words he had never seen before and immediately asked the witch in confusion: "Amei, what are the Deathborn and the Deathroot?"

"Don't worry, I'll look for it..." Melina began to search the Junction Encyclopedia. "Simply put, the Death Root is what remains when the Death Rune leaks. When it loses control, it kills the nearest living creatures and then manipulates them to spread death. Those killed by it cannot die properly, and their bodies linger between life and death, hence the name 'Deathborn'."

Seeing that the two ignored his warnings and continued to carry out scientific popularization activities on the spot, D felt a little impatient: "Now that you know how dangerous these damn things are, you still don't..."

"Can I ask a question?" Melina didn't wait for D's response and changed the subject. "You're the fourth oldest among your siblings, so your name is D, right?"

"I do have a younger brother, but where did you come to this inexplicable conclusion?" D looked confused. What did this have to do with anything?

"ABCDEFG...UVWXYZ~" Melina finished singing the English nursery rhyme in one breath. "You see, your name is the fourth of the twenty-six letters, so that's it."

After a long silence, D, not knowing how to respond, uttered a complaint to Ah Tui: "...Is your witch mentally normal? I suggest you take her to see a doctor."

As a stubborn lawful good man, he found it difficult to understand Melina's joke.

Melina wrinkled her nose, feeling extremely bored. "Buddy, this person and I are completely incompatible. I'll leave it to you to decide."

After switching positions, Ah Tui coughed and took over the conversation. "D, you just said that death has spread again. Does that mean you've been hunting the Deathborn? Can you tell us the details? We might be able to help you."

"You said you wanted to help me deal with the Deadborn?" D asked in surprise.

He thought that the combination of these two people was really strange. Most people would not even have time to hide when they saw the Death Born, so how could they take the initiative to approach them?

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 45: The Calling Ship of Tibia

Although Ah Tui was very enthusiastic and did not leave, and even offered to help, D did not intend to let outsiders interfere in his battle. "Death" was not an easy prey to hunt, it was far more difficult to kill completely than ordinary living things.

"I appreciate your kindness," D insisted. "I'm warning you again. Death has spread to the village ahead. The 'ship' is probably there too."

"boom!"

"I don't want to die in vain..."

"boom!"

"Just don't..."

"boom!"

A'tu and Melina saw arrow after arrow of soul arrows shot down from the village tower, filling a new scar on D's armor every few seconds, but this stubborn man still insisted on finishing his words.

Ah Tui's eyes twitched as he watched, and he couldn't help but remind him, "Hey man, your shoulder is bleeding. Why don't you kill the skeleton soldier in front of you who keeps shooting at you first, treat the wound and stop the bleeding before continuing to talk?"

"I'm fine..." Another arrow shot at D's shoulder, and the jumping phantom blue soul flame seemed to be sneering at the hunter's rigidity.

D, unable to bear it any longer, had veins popping out on his forehead and raised his hand to pray the Golden Law.

"Pray and correct the Holy Law!"

The dazzling golden light stirred up golden waves on the flat ground like the waves of the raging sea. The Death Born archer who was the first to bear the brunt of it died on the spot and turned into wreckage.

"Your faith is quite high," Melina commented. "For a warrior, your faith is strong enough to use most of the Golden Rule's prayers, but..."

Before she finished the second half of her sentence, a high-spirited flute sound was heard from the Huanshui Village. The sad singing that penetrated the soul shook the eardrums of the three people one after another, as if foreshadowing the arrival of some evil thing.

"What is this sound?" A'tai cast a puzzled look at the expert in hunting dead-borns.

"Tsk, now that you've killed the younger one, here comes the older one." D drew his sword and began preparing for battle. "You'll soon meet that guy, the ship of death that sails on land."

As soon as he finished speaking, the resounding sound of waves crashing against the shore echoed from Huanshui Village, just as he had predicted. A shabby, illusory ghost ship, flanked by hundreds of dead-born, slowly sailed into view, riding a wave of souls. Aboard the ghost ship, an indistinct spirit boatman sat at the bow, wielding a thick oar, propelling the vessel forward across the land.

The death runes scattered throughout the border areas condensed into death roots in the earth, and the image of the death roots that longed to kill life was the ferryman of the underworld. The dead hunters called it "Tibia's Calling Ship."

The souls that were killed but could not die properly formed the vast sea of ​​souls under the ship, becoming the driving force behind the Summoning Ship. The Dead Born gathered at the sound of the ferryman's horn, following the ship to spread death to all corners of the border.

This kind of scene, similar to the Resident Evil, is of course something that no living person wants to see. No one wants to become a confused walking corpse after death, but the strange vitality of the dead born makes it difficult for them to be killed easily.

With one sword after another, Ah Tui wielded his straight sword to chop open the bodies of more than a dozen dead borns like cutting melons and vegetables. The weapon, which had been strengthened by the ancient repair, was much sharper than before, but even such sophisticated equipment was still unable to deal a fatal blow to the dead borns.

Ah Tui watched helplessly as the skeletons he had just chopped down began to burn with ghostly blue flames one after another, and then stood up again as if nothing had happened. To those who had once died, death was no longer something to be feared. "The wounds of these guys are healing. No... there is nothing on their bodies that can be called vital."

If extreme violent measures were taken to completely crush the bodies of the Dead Born, it should be possible to prevent their resurrection to a large extent. However, facing such a large number of people, A'tai's concentration was somewhat insufficient, and he needed to find a more efficient way.

"Give up! You still have time to retreat." D's blade, blazing with holy flames, killed another Deathborn that was charging at him. "Ordinary attacks won't be enough to completely kill them. It's almost time for you to give up. I can kill that 'ship' by myself with a little more time."

The Holy Law of Death broke through the crowd's encirclement and rushed towards Tibia's Summoning Ship in a flash. As long as he was killed, the remaining dead born would lose the power of death and become water without a source.

The holy attacks emanating from the Golden Rule were the Deathborn's greatest nemesis, and this was the reason D dared to hunt them alone. A regular warrior's only chance of survival would be to fight their way out before being surrounded by the Deathborn. Otherwise, they would become increasingly hopeless under their endlessly resurrected human wave tactics.

"This guy is really trying to show off. He's not really sure he can keep the ghost ship, is he? Seeing this tragic scene, how could the future king of the borderland and his witch just leave?" Melina kicked the heads of the two skeletons away, leaned against her partner, and took out the soul-summoning bell.

"Amei, we can talk about the slogan later." As he spoke, Ah Dai swung his pyroxite staff and quickly fired multiple pyroxite magic rubbles, which blew off the heads of another group of dead borns. "Let these undead people rest in peace first."

"Got it!" Melina nodded slightly and shook the soul-summoning bell, which made a crisp "ding" sound.

The Lost Knight, holding storm swords in both hands, responded to his master's call and emerged from the formation. The fierce storm he set off when he appeared made it impossible for the weak Dead Born to advance.

The true identity of this soul ashes is the lost knight Oleg!

The reason he appeared here as ashes was certainly not because he was burned, turned into powder, and his ashes were collected and turned into boxes after his death. He was still alive and well and worked as a security captain in Stonewell City.

This ashes was forged from one of Oreg's swords, then forged with his own blood to create a replacement. The sword embodied the Storm Swordsman's combat skills, while his blood held his unyielding will. While the ashes were not as powerful as his own, they were more than enough to deal with these miscellaneous soldiers.

The moment the sword was drawn, wind and thunder moved instantly. The sword of the whirlwind that swept across destroyed large groups of undead in one breath. The skeletons scattered on the ground greatly delayed the time for them to be resurrected.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Melina put her hands close to A'tai's weapon and cast the same prayer that D had cast on her own sword.

"Pray, Holy Law Blade!"

A golden glow entwined the straight sword in Atai's right hand, imbuing it with divine power. A weapon imbued with the "Holy Law Blade" dealt holy damage while the prayer lasted, dealing particularly heavy damage to the Deadborn. A Deadborn slain by this power could no longer be resurrected.

The mission was accomplished. Melina clapped her hands and said, "Go ahead, partner! It's time to turn the tide and show them how powerful we are!"

"You really like this kind of desperate comeback plot." Ah Tui raised his sword and pierced the chest of the nearby Undead. The ghost fire of the Undead met the Holy Law Sword and was instantly reduced to ashes, never to be revived again.

The Deadborn had lost their greatest support, their weak strength and snail-like pace no longer posed a threat. With the help of prayers and ashes, the tide of battle turned. Atai left the Forsaken Knights to protect Melina, and fought his way through to join D, who was at a disadvantage due to the combined attacks of the Calling Ship and the Deadborn.

"Huh? You haven't escaped yet?" D rolled over to avoid the pressure of the calling ship. When he turned around, he was shocked to find that the dead borns who had besieged him had turned into corpses on the ground. The one who did this masterpiece was A'ti.

"It's not my habit to abandon my comrades. Do you need my help?" He killed the last undead casually, and with a precise block, he deflected the falling oars. The boat wailed and retreated on the waves.

"The aura of the Golden Law! I never thought your priestess would learn such an unpopular prayer." Seeing the familiar color on Ah Tui's blade, Du immediately understood that he was Yin Lingqi Bar. QF Shi Wu#镏2岄.-Yihe was also able to slay the Deathborn. "Now you also have the means to fight against 'Death'. I have no reason to keep chasing you away. Let's end this battle as soon as possible."

Ah Tui moved sideways a few steps, and the two stood side by side, their two golden swords gleaming brightly in the sunlight. "Well said, you're not so stubborn after all."

Faced with two Deathborn hunters, fear prompted the Calling Ship to blow the assembly horn again, but this time only a few souls responded to his call. He became a commander without troops and could only fight bare-chested.

When a ghost summoner is approached by two warriors wielding sacred weapons, his fate is sealed. While the oars are thick and long, and they row with great force, they actually weigh only a few dozen grams, nothing compared to the hundred-pound staffs of some white-bearded old men. Naturally, he can't transform into a muscled berserker.

A'tu and D attacked from the left and right, and the two sharp swords wrapped with the blade of the Holy Law chopped down alternately. The huge hull of the Summoning Boat became his biggest weakness at this moment. No matter how superb the ferryman's rowing skills were, he could not avoid the attack of the Holy Sword.

The soul-constructed hull quickly became riddled with holes under the relentless onslaught. Within minutes, the ferryman let out a piercing wail, and both the boat and its crew returned to their doom. Where the Calling Boat vanished, a black, root-like object remained, presumably the dead root D had mentioned.

After confirming the Summoning Ship's complete death, he carefully collected the Dead Root and stored it securely in a specially crafted container he carried with him. Because of the Golden Law's protection, the Dead Root could not draw energy from the free air, preventing it from unknowingly transforming into Tibia's Summoning Ship once again.

"Yo, solved?" The mastermind died, and so did the summoned minions. Melina collected the ashes of the Lost Knight and ran to A'tai. "I told you we could help, but you, with your iron head, didn't believe it. With this beautiful girl's help, my partner can beat ten of these insignificant little guys by himself."

"Your prayers were performed well. As far as a shrine maiden is concerned, you're not bad at all. However..." D hesitated, then continued, "I still suggest you see a doctor. If you have a brain problem, you need treatment as soon as possible."

His memory seemed to be still stuck on the conversation before the war, and he couldn't get around the idea that "brain disease needs treatment."

Melina: “…”

A'Die: "..."

"Buddy, don't stop me, don't stop me! I'm going to fight this stubborn guy today! I'm going to spray you to death with a mouthful of Red Dettol!"

"Forget it, forget it." Ah Tui tightly hugged the ferocious Melina around the waist, "Just pretend you didn't hear the second half of this sentence. Hey! Don't bite my hand, it'll hurt your teeth!"

(ps: Assuming that A-Tai's camp is a selfish person in the lawful evil camp...)

Volume 2: The Flowing Stars: Chapter 1: The Blindfolded Girl Eating Grapes

That night, the night breeze was cool, and Melina sat beside the blessing, playing with the scattered light out of boredom.

After the battle at Huanshui Village during the day, the two parted ways with the Death Hunter D and set up camp on a mountain road near Lake Lienya before sunset. A little further ahead was the vast lake area.

At this moment, A Tui went out to hunt for food for dinner, and Melina stayed with Torret beside the blessing.

"I'm so tired..." Melina sighed involuntarily, feeling exhausted. "I've been lost these past two days, fighting the Deadborn, and I haven't even reached Lienia yet. How come so many things have happened?"

Torret, chewing some dried fruit, rolled his eyes. "Shh—" (How dare you say that? Who made me run twice as far back and forth?)

It is true that it is a means of transportation, but a spirit horse with great ambitions and the desire to eat sweet wine and dried fruits one day also has dignity. If a similar detour happens again, Lao Tuo will have to consider improving his treatment through a series of negotiation methods.

The amount of dried loya fruit I eat every morning and evening needs to increase by 30%... 20%... If that doesn't work, 10% will do. With an extra person on my back, asking for more food is a reasonable request, right?

"Okay, stop staring at me. You're not cute at all with your eyes wide open." After spending so much time together, Melina knew what Torret was thinking. She poked the spirit horse's cheek and said, "You were 'that person's' mount after all. Can't you have a little more ambition? Since my partner came here, I've been picking fresh Loya fruit almost every day and making dried fruit for you. Just be content."

Torret snorted and fell silent. Compared to his old days with the witch, where he went hungry and full every night, life was much better now. At least A-Tai didn't forget things, and unless there was force majeure, he would be fed on time. The only downside was that he would be chased by people, dogs, or dragons every now and then, and when that happened, he had to run for his life.

"It's so lively, what are you discussing?" A voice came, and A Tui was carrying a little deer through the jungle. This deer was tonight's meal.

"Buddy, we were talking about..." When Melina looked up at A-Tu, she suddenly froze in her place. Her gaze passed over her partner and fell on the second gray figure. A hint of surprise flashed across her golden eyes. "Who... are you?"

Ah Tu was startled at first, then quickly realized that this sentence was not said to him, which could only mean one thing: "I am being followed?"

With a thought, the Faded One dropped the prey from his shoulder and turned abruptly, his right hand already resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist. As he turned around, he saw a young woman wearing an eyepatch and traveler's clothing, smiling at him.

Ignoring the startled pair, the blind girl introduced herself to them calmly. "Nice to meet you, both of you. My name is Haida, and I'm traveling in search of the lights on the other side. I was born blind, so if I accidentally scared you, please allow me to offer my sincere apologies."

With the same blindness, voice, and smile, Haida and the dead Irena seemed to be carved from the same mold.

The scene had a strong sense of déjà vu for the two of them, as if Irena, who had died on the Weeping Peninsula, was standing before them alive again. But both Atai and Melina knew that this was impossible. They had buried Irena and Edgar's bodies and erected the tombstones with their own hands.

Moreover, the person in front of him spoke clearly, dressed normally, and did not give off any aura of death, so it was impossible for him to be a dead person who had been resurrected.

"Haida..." Melina repeated the name, her narrowed eye seeming to see through the thick eye patch on the blind girl's face. She moved closer to Ah Tui and whispered, "Buddy, what do you think of her?"

"I heard that there are three people in the world whose faces look exactly like mine. It should be... just a coincidence." After thinking about it, A'er could only give this explanation.

Life is not infinite. Even Queen Marika's blessing can only resurrect the faded ones she once exiled, and there is only one chance. When the returning faded ones die in the borderland, their souls will return to the golden tree.

"Coincidence?" Melina had a different thought in her mind. "There's a disgusting aura coming from her. Could it be..."

While the witch was lost in thought, Haida spoke again: "If I'm not mistaken, you seem surprised by my appearance. Is it because I look so much like one of your friends?"