Elden Ring, my witch is a talkative beautiful girl

Ah Tui jumped onto the observation deck on the top floor from the wooden ladder he had climbed, and quickly assisted the unknown middle-aged man in killing the rebels he was fighting with.

"I'm saved. I didn't expect there are still people alive in the city." The man, who finally got a chance to catch his breath, sat down on the ground without even saying thank you. It was obvious that he had been fighting alone for a long time. Even a knight who had experienced many battles could hardly resist the fatigue that surged from all parts of his body.

"Buddy, he's a Lost Knight." Melina glanced at the halberd he was wielding and whispered in Atai's ear, "Some knights who once served in the Golden Legion made grave mistakes and were exiled from the royal city to the outskirts. He seems to be one of them."

"Who is there?!" Sensing something strange in the air, the man grasped the spear at hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's one of us!" This sudden action really scared Ah Tui. It seems that the inability to hide the sound is indeed the biggest disadvantage of "Become Invisible". A true master can easily identify the position of the caster by the sound. "Amei, lift the magic."

The next second, a bewildered Melina appeared from the empty air. A drop of cold sweat slid down the girl's smooth forehead. "You are really one of us. I am your partner's miko. Please don't do anything."

After staring at the witch who appeared after removing the magic from the air for a few seconds, the man lowered his spear. "I'm sorry, little girl. I was a little startled by those servants and forgot that barbarians can't learn such advanced skills as magic."

"No, no, it was my fault for forgetting to remove the magic." Melina breathed a sigh of relief as her spear left her body. Her hand, hidden under her cloak, relaxed, and she secretly congratulated herself. "That was a close call. I almost couldn't hold back... Meimei, Meimei, you're a lovely and charming witch now. You can't do those things that involve violence and killing."

"I haven't seen you in the city. Are you here to seek help?" the man asked.

Melina shook her head and said, "No, we are the Faded Ones and the Witches passing by. We were asked to come here to find..."

"Trusted? I'm sorry, as you can see, Morn City can't provide any help to outsiders right now." The man continued, seemingly accustomed to taking the initiative in the conversation. "I am Lord Edgar, guarding Morn City under the orders of Lord Greg. But as you can see, I'm in a difficult situation and can't even protect myself. The servants have all rebelled. I thought they were doing their jobs obediently, but it was all a deception."

"These guys are truly defilers, their hearts are just as filthy!" Edgar clenched his fist and smashed it against the city wall beside him, venting his inner anger. "I'm so sorry you've come all this way."

"Are you Miss Irena's father, Edgar?" Melina was overjoyed when she heard the man's self-introduction. "Buddy, he's really still alive! That's great! Now we don't have to search through the bodies one by one."

Ah Tui held his forehead with his hand: "Amei... please be careful with your words. You make us look like thieves who profit from corpses."

"Do you know Irena?" Edgar stood up suddenly, grabbed A'er's shoulders and shook him. "My daughter is still alive?"

"Stop, stop, Irena is indeed still alive. We have brought his letter. Please stop shaking me." A Tui was shaken so hard that his head left an afterimage.

Edgar then realized that he had been a little too excited. "I'm sorry, I was overjoyed to hear that my daughter was still alive. Could you please show me the letter you mentioned?"

He rubbed his hands nervously, and only then did he show his fatherly side.

"Here's the letter." Melina carefully took out the object. The letter was carried on a piece of smooth and delicate high-end silk stained with a little blood. It was densely covered with beautiful tiny handwriting, which was obviously written by a lady from a noble family.

Edgar shook out the silk and read the letter word by word in the sunlight. After reading the entire letter, this warrior who had never trembled even on the battlefield took several minutes to calm down his excitement.

He folded the letter repeatedly and hid it close to his body to ensure it wouldn't be damaged in the ensuing battle. "I see. Thank you for taking care of my daughter. I know Irena is worried about me, but as the city lord, I can't leave here yet. I must shoulder the responsibilities of being in power. Once the situation in Morn City is resolved, my father will definitely come to pick her up. Please convey this message."

"Huh? Huh?!" Edgar's answer left Melina puzzled. "Aren't you going to pick up Miss Irena?"

Didn't you say you'd change your mind after reading the letter? This isn't what you said.

Ah Tui patted Melina's head, signaling her to calm down. "Mr. Edgar, can you tell us the reason? There are almost no living people in the city anymore. What's the point of retaking an empty city?"

"I understand your point, Faded One. But I have a duty as one in power. The sword preserved in Morn City, that legendary weapon—the Sword Skeleton Greatsword, inscribed with the combat technique 'Vow of Vengeance'—must not fall into the hands of the Defiler." Edgar grasped the weapon again. "As long as the mastermind of this rebellion is defeated, the other pawns will be no longer a concern. I'll leave it to you to take care of Irena."

Ah Tui and Melina exchanged a glance, both understanding what the other meant. As the saying goes, one should be a good person to the end, and see the Buddha off to the west. If they wanted their family to be reunited sooner, leaving like this was not a good idea no matter how they looked at it.

"Please let us stay and help, so that you can kill the mastermind of the rebellion faster."

"My partner is right. Our original purpose was to make money... We came here because of the notice to quell the rebellion. We can't leave until the mission is completed."

The two men replied in this way, but Edgar's next words shocked them greatly.

"Issuing a proclamation to quell the rebellion?" He looked up in confusion. "But as the city lord, I don't remember ever having anyone do anything like that. The messenger from Moren City was killed at the very beginning of the rebellion."

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 21: Lion Hybrid

After half a day of clearing operations, the three arrived at the heart of Moren City. It was a nameless sword monument built close to the beach. Beneath the monument were the burials of warriors who died in past wars. It was also the safekeeping place for Moren City's greatest treasure, the Sword Skeleton Greatsword. Now, it was the home of the rebellious alien leader.

The question of who posted the call for help was put aside for the time being.

Although Edgar claimed he hadn't issued a notice recruiting troops to quell the rebellion, perhaps one of the escaped soldiers had done so, attracting the duo of Atai and Melina, which undoubtedly put things in a positive direction. Furthermore, the most important task at hand was to eliminate the rebellious alien leader, so this minor matter, which had no bearing on the overall situation, was forgotten.

After communicating with her fellow sunbathing companions, the soul jellyfish Kulala slowly floated back from the beach. This lovely plankton was fortunately chosen as a scout for the decapitation operation.

According to Edgar, he had previously attempted to reclaim the Sword Skeleton Greatsword, but was sprayed back before even entering the gate by a Soul Jellyfish that had arrived with the rising tide. His armor was stained with poisonous ink, and the jellyfish's neurotoxin had poisoned him when he saw A-Tai, who was locked in a fierce battle with a few soldiers. Now that the poison had passed, he was feeling energetic again.

Seeing that the conversation between Melina and Jellyfish had come to an end, A Tui asked, "Amei, what did Kulala say?"

When communicating with animal ashes, he could only understand the general meaning, while the witch could translate their words and polish them.

Melina put away the urn and pointed downwards. "Those Soul Seven Flow (I) Umbrella Two Jellyfish are just sleeping. They attack because they were suddenly woken by the attackers and are in a bad mood. If you ask them to get out of the way, you should just tell them directly."

As he was speaking, the group of soul jellyfish below had automatically separated into two rows on the left and right, leaving the middle avenue empty. Blue indicator lights lit up like the neon lights in Shinjuku at night, and it looked like they were ready for an airplane to land.

"One more thing. Krala said that the alien lion inside is too scary, so don't summon her in the next battle."

"Ahem..." Edgar, the "attacker" mentioned by the witch, coughed awkwardly twice. "Well, now that the jellyfish ladies have given way, let's quickly take out the leader of the Defilers. Irena is still waiting for us."

After saying that, he jumped down from the ladder first: "Ah! My waist!"

Melina sighed. "A stubborn middle-aged man who loves to show off. He jumped down even though there was a ladder. Buddy, you must never do that to me in the future."

A'tu, who was climbing down the ladder, almost stepped on empty air.

"Did you see that? That's the leader of the Defilers, the Lion Alien." Edgar hid behind the door, his eyes fixed on the bipedal beast. "Even among the alien species, it's an extremely terrifying existence. In the upcoming battle, try not to take its attacks head-on. Its full-strength slash can easily break through the defense of the shield."

The waves crashed against the shore, and the sound of the sobbing sea breeze was endless.

A gaunt lion hybrid with red hair and a wiry frame stood before the Sword Skeleton, greatsword in hand. The bulging muscles in its arms betrayed the terrifying power within its alien body. Anyone who dared underestimate it due to its size would be cleaved in two by the greatsword before they could even regret their mistake.

A'tai nodded solemnly and rang the summoning bell. Since Kulala refused to fight, his only option was to summon the stray wolf.

"Awoo——(Little one, follow me!)"

With a long howl, the souls of the three wild wolves appeared and, following the instructions given by A Tui, charged towards the lion hybrid.

The crisp ringing of the bell also woke the dozing lion hybrid. It roared to the sky and swung its greatsword, splitting the sand waves. Old Qin, who was at the forefront, was instantly sent flying backwards at twice the speed he had come in, falling into the sea. His two younger brothers immediately followed the boss's body.

“Awoo—(Retreat!)”

"Awoo——(Big boy!)"

The stray wolf was announced to leave the court 10 seconds after coming on.

Melina, watching the battle from the outside, felt ashamed. "These three useless bastards, I should think about finding stronger ones later."

The battle on the sand island continued. Edgar, worthy of being the Lost Knight, seized the brief gap left by the lion hybrid's sweep and thrust his halberd across the twenty-meter distance, piercing it like lightning. "Die, filthy beast! Combat skill, penetrate!"

Knowing that the middle-aged man lacked physical strength, a prolonged battle would certainly be disadvantageous, he immediately used his full strength to strike.

The Lost Knight's halberd arrived with a gust of wind, but the result of his dignified strike was—

"What?!"

The lion hybrid leaped into the air, dodging Edgar's intended blow with a move impossible for a human. The halberd pierced the beast's hide, taking away a few wisps of hair, and the dust it raised obscured the knight's vision.

His biggest failing was using common sense to consider possible situations during battle. Wild beasts' intuition about danger far exceeded human imagination, and their physical advantages gave them terrifying explosive power.

This backward leap and roll is not only the lion hybrid's way of dodging attacks, but also the prelude to its counterattack. The greatsword spins in the air and slashes down, and its power is increased by the centrifugal force when its body rotates.

This move is the famous unique skill of the Red Lion Legion, which is very powerful in the border area. Because this move can kill a large army with just one blow, it is named - combat skill, Lion Slash!

The flying dust obstructed Edgar's vision. When he noticed the Lion Slash falling from the sky, he had already missed the best opportunity to dodge. He had no choice but to hold the halberd horizontally in front of his chest, hoping to block the enemy's attack.

But he also knew that the chances of success were very slim. If he tried to take the Lion Slash head-on, he would probably be crippled if not killed. To be more pessimistic, the weapon that had accompanied him in battles for more than 20 years might break into two pieces.

But Edgar was not fighting alone, and A'tai was not a marginal OB trash. He could use far more methods than ordinary warriors. A high-speed buzzing blue arc flew out from the pyroxene staff, cutting through the sky and breaking the lion hybrid's stable rotation posture.

It wasn't wearing heavy armor and was running naked, so its resilience was truly worrying. In a one-on-one fight, it could cover up this weakness with its ferocious and brutal attacks, but in a two-on-one fight, it was completely exposed.

The pyroxene arc was followed by a barrage of brilliant crystals, each one striking the beast squarely in the chest. The powerful impact sent it careening backwards and crashing to the ground. The lion hybrid had never seen such an armored, intelligent warrior. A flurry of aerial magic nearly stunned it.

The lion hybrid supported the ground with one hand, and let out an angry roar from the depths of his throat. Being injured would not make the beast timid, but would only further stimulate its primitive instinct, the desire to tear apart everything that stood in its way.

"Thank you so much, young man," Edgar said, smiling cheerfully after escaping danger. "My old bones are no match for you youngsters. Once this rebellion is over, it's time for me to put down the burden of being the city lord and fulfill my responsibilities as a father."

"Mr. Edgar, the battle isn't over yet." A'tai's concentration was limited, and the surprise attack spell could only be effective once. Next, the lion hybrids' hatred would be focused on him, so he replaced his staff and picked up the shield. "Irena is waiting for you to pick her up. Let's defeat the lion hybrid together."

As the words fell, the beast's brutal attack returned. Both men simultaneously rolled sideways to avoid the dancing sword. Iron and steel clashed, swords and halberds clashed, their coordinated movements making the lion hybrid's power difficult to control. When it struck A'tai, its back was exposed to Edgar's halberd, and vice versa.

As the lion hybrid's injuries worsened, its strength gradually drained away, and this battle of trapped beasts gradually drew to a close.

Realizing that it would die if it continued, the lion hybrid did something surprising after being shot again. It dropped the sword in its hand, turned around and ran away.

"Fool!" Edgar cursed. "This sand island is surrounded by the sea on three sides. Do you think you can escape?"

"No, he's not trying to escape." Ah Tui stared at the direction the lion hybrid fled and sprinted after it. "His goal is to pull out the Sword Skeleton Greatsword!"

Even though it was seriously injured, the beast, which ran on all fours, was still faster than humans. The lion hybrid grasped the treasure of the city of Morn, and the huge sword made of bones suddenly burst into a brilliant light. The beast looked up at the moon and roared as if it was going to fight to the death.

"Partner, it used the legendary skill, Vengeance, engraved on that weapon." Melina shouted outside the battlefield. "This skill greatly increases the user's physical fitness in a short period of time. It's an advanced version of the skill, Endurance!"

Endurance can mitigate the user's incoming damage for a few seconds, while Oath of Vengeance can unleash the user's inner potential, forcing them to fight to the death. The most terrifying aspect is that while the skill's effects persist, the body's toughness rises several notches, rendering low-level spells like Pyroxene Arc incapable of interrupting its attacks.

"The superior version of patience..." Ah Tui heard his partner's call and was well aware of the effect of patience, but he had no intention of avoiding the limelight.

Sadness, anger, unwillingness, and the obsession contained in the oath of revenge flooded into the lion hybrid's brain. Only the instinct to fight remained in its scarlet eyes. The determination to fight to the death prompted it to surpass its limits and strike out the strongest sword since the war began.

The Lion Slash is still the Lion Slash, the Lion's Slash that can split the shield and tear the flesh apart with one sword!

There was a 90% chance of dodging the attack by rolling, but a true warrior wouldn't do that before a fatal blow. Strength was the proof of a king's status. A king should bravely accept the enemy's attack with conviction, then respond with a stronger blow!

"I've seen through your attack pattern." A'ti raised his head and looked directly at the lion hybrid spinning in the air, as if he was back on the Storm Bridge that day, facing the incomparable sacred hammer of the "Evil Omen Demon", but this time the ending would be completely different.

Combat skills, blocking!

The trajectories of force overlapped in the air, and the spinning greatsword was knocked out of its owner's hand by the shield. The straight sword in the right hand had been in a ready stance for a long time, and the sword pierced through the lion hybrid's heart like flowing water.

The sword skeleton's greatsword spun and plunged into the ground. The scene before him seemed like a replay of the warrior's farewell battle.

Volume 1: The Beginning of the Journey: Chapter 22: The Sad End

At the gates of Morn City, the powerless golem guards knelt on one knee and collapsed in the open space. The rebellion in the city came to an end with the death of the lion alien, but the search for survivors within the city also turned up nothing.

Even if a few residents escaped from the city, most of them would never come back. This magnificent city would become a dead city for a long time. Rebuilding the city would be a very difficult task.

Outside the city, Ah Tui held the Sword Skeleton Greatsword in both hands, looking rather surprised. "Mr. Edgar, are you really going to entrust this weapon to us? Isn't this the most precious treasure of Morn City?"

Going out to take on a commission and getting a legendary weapon is like pie falling from the sky.

"Hahaha, young men, I can't get this sword back without your help. You were the one who defeated that despicable beast, so just take it with confidence." Edgar laughed heartily, his expression complicated as he looked towards Morn City. He had been the city lord for half his life, and in just a few days, a fire destroyed everything. "Moreover, Morn City is already dead in name only. Leaving it here might cause it to be stolen by thieves again. I can leave it to you without worry. I'll return to Stonewell City to report what happened to Lord Greg and request reinforcements to rebuild the city."

There are only two residents left in the city of Moren. It is obviously unrealistic to expect the father and daughter to rebuild a city from scratch. It will take them until the next King of Elden ascends the throne before they can finish the work. The pile of corpses in the city will be enough to hatch flies.

It takes countless efforts to create something, but it only takes a moment to destroy it.

"Then we won't be polite." Melina took the Sword Skeleton Greatsword with one hand and put this legendary weapon into her magical dimensional bag.

Although Ati's basic ability is far superior in intelligence, his strength is a bit low. He cannot use this weapon in the short term. Carrying it on his back will only increase the weight, or more precisely, increase Torret's burden, so she will keep it properly for the time being.

Finally, the witch added, "Don't worry, Lord Edgar. When my partner becomes the King of Elden, I will definitely summon you back to the royal city and appoint you as the Chief Knight."

"Chief Knight? Then I'm really looking forward to that day. I hope I won't be crowned after I retire." Edgar thought she was joking and just laughed it off.

A Tui didn't say anything, but he knew Melina was serious.

One night he saw his partner taking notes filled with names and their corresponding official positions. If he ever became the King of Elden, Melina would have already selected everyone for him, from civil officials to military generals, and even the gatekeeper.

By the way, the name currently filled in for the security guard is Patch, and it is not ruled out that he may be asked to sweep the toilet in the sewer in the future.

Under the burning sky, the three of them left with their backs to the city.

In the morning, they had to be careful of the stray Asian soldiers on their way here and the rebellious golem guards who had stayed at their posts. On their way there, the three of them had a smooth journey. They traveled day and night, but when they arrived at where Irena was, they saw a tragic scene.

A hatchet, half the height of a man, fell to the ground, the blood still stained on the blade. The blindfolded girl lay in a pool of blood, her body cold. Anyone could see at a glance that she was beyond help.

Irena, who had just recently been enjoying a pleasant conversation with the two men, waiting for her father to come pick her up, now lay a cold corpse, the father and daughter separated forever. Melina turned away, unwilling to look at the despairing scene: "Who could have done such a cruel thing?"

The moment a warrior grasps his weapon and steps onto the battlefield, he or she disregards life or death, and will not complain whether to kill or be killed. But Irena was just an unarmed girl, and her fate was not to be like this.

"There were no signs of a struggle or resistance at the scene. The cause of death appears to be a fatal blow from the sudden attack of the hatchet." Ah Dai took a deep breath, his rationality overcoming the rage in his heart. "Perhaps some Argonians fleeing the city happened to pass by here."

But he still had a few unexplained questions in his mind. Irena couldn't see, but she could still fight the Rune Bear with her bare hands; and the dragon soldiers were very loud, so theoretically it was impossible for them to quietly approach so close and then deliver a fatal blow; after the crime, why did the murderer leave the murder weapon at the scene? Was it to demonstrate to Edgar?

Everything seemed too coincidental, and A Tui vaguely sensed something disharmony in it.

"Irena? Irena! No!!!"

The halberd fell to the ground.

"What did my daughter do wrong? Why did she have to suffer such cruel and unfair treatment?" Edgar threw himself on Irena's body and wept bitterly, his voice breaking. "It's all my fault. I put my duties as city lord first, and that's why I'm suffering this retribution..."

"Mr. Edgar..." Melina opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know how to begin. All words were so pale and powerless in front of a father who had lost his daughter, and comfort would only add to the pain.

"Hahaha, ahhahahaha!" Suddenly, Edgar burst into maniacal laughter. "Irena, Dad will definitely find the murderer and avenge you! Kill them all! Kill all those who defiled it! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

He gained and lost again, lost and gained again, and experienced several extreme joys and sorrows in one night. Finally, he could not bear the blow of losing his loved ones, and the taut string in his heart broke.

"Mr. Edgar, please don't do this. Irena certainly wouldn't want to..."

A hand grabbed Melina's arm, and Ah Tui shook his head regretfully: "Amei, he is beyond saving."