Elden Ring, my witch is a talkative beautiful girl

"But......"

"Leave it to me, I'll end this."

Falling into madness, Edgar lost his mind, aimlessly hating and attacking all creatures that dared to approach him. The moment his daughter died, his heart died with her. Now, standing there was nothing more than a walking corpse that had lost its purpose in life.

The metal box he carried with him after arriving at the border became slightly hot. In the fragments of distant memories, A Tu remembered that he had seen the same person before, the girl from the Kingdom of Dusk.

……

“If one day, I am no longer myself, please help me end this dream.”

"I finally found you, Grandpa. Because... we made an appointment."

"Please allow me to swear - I will follow you as a knight. No matter when, no matter where, even if it means the world is against me, my loyalty will never waver!"

"May the Dark Moon bless you on your journey."

……

The halberd was dancing wildly, opening and closing, with no pattern in its advance and retreat. In the eyes of the battle-hardened A'tai, Edgar's attack was full of flaws.

"I'm sorry, this is all I can do for you and your daughter."

In an instant, the sword moved, a silver light suddenly appeared, and the straight sword swept out, bringing up a torrential rain of blood. The pouring rain curtain seemed like God crying, feeling speechless sadness for the tragic end of Irena and her father.

The dying Edgar raised his hands to the sky, then finally dropped them helplessly: "Irena... Your father will come to pick you up..."

The next day, a small mound of earth appeared on the grass in front of Moren City, and two deceased people were buried under the soil.

The tombstone reads:

The Lord of Morn, Edgar, and his daughter Irena are buried here. May their souls return to the golden tree.

A Tui and Melina stood in front of the tombstone for a long time in silence.

"Amei."

"Ok?"

"You say...if I become King of Elden and restore the laws, will this land return to how it was before the Shattered War, and won't such tragedies happen again?"

For the first time since setting foot on the border, A'tai had the idea of ​​becoming a king, not for himself, not because of the guidance of blessing, but because he wanted to end this chaotic era.

By that time, the long-awaited peace will once again come to the border area. No more families will be broken apart by war, and no more girls will die tragically on the roadside while waiting for their fathers to pick them up.

"Of course." Melina stood beside A'er, shoulder to shoulder. The morning breeze blew the girl's hair around her ears. "I believe in you, my friend. You will definitely become the most gentle and the best King of Elden. This beautiful girl's vision is never wrong."

(Tested it out, more updates!)

Volume 1: The Beginning of the Journey: Chapter 23: The Age of Becoming a Tree〖Qi〡Ba Shi Si Qi飼Liu Tailor

"Lake Yakir, we are finally back near Stonewell." Melina dismounted and stretched, took out the map from her bag, and teleported directly back to Storm Bridge without blessing, because they planned to take a walk around the area to see if there was any chance to deal with the flying dragon seen in the report.

"Let this beautiful girl see, we are now..." The witch looked up and down the map, but couldn't find the current location of the two people after searching for a long time.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ah Tui pulled the map from her hand, straightened it out, and stuffed it back in her hand: "Amei, you're holding the map upside down."

"Wow, really! You're amazing, partner."

Torret, who was eating grass on the side, shook his head as he watched this scene. Melina would make small mistakes from time to time that shouldn't have happened given her cleverness. Sometimes, the spirit horse even suspected that she did it on purpose.

"Follow the map. We just need to go around the fork ahead..."

Melina was looking at the map on this side, and A-Tu suddenly heard a familiar cry for help on the other side.

"Kind people passing by, please help me."

Ah Tu was startled at first, and looked around but didn't see anything that could speak. "Did you hear any sound just now? I really think I heard someone calling for help."

Melina looked up and blinked. "Someone calling for help? But I didn't hear anything."

"Sh ...

Just when the two men and the horse were feeling extremely puzzled, the cry for help came again, and the volume of the cry was even higher.

"Hey—I'm talking about you two, the ones leaning on the horses!"

This time everyone heard it, and A'tu was very sure that it was not his illusion.

"It's so hard, could it be that the rumor about the haunted place near Yaquir Lake Avenue is true?" Melina seemed to have a psychological trauma after being frightened by Serenity when she explored the ruins of Post Street last time. She has been particularly afraid of ghosts recently and even stutters when she speaks.

Ah Tui comforted her, "Amei, calm down. There can't be a ghost in broad daylight. If a ghost really appears, I will protect you. Tell me what that rumor is about."

"The newspaper said many people heard cries for help along the avenue." Perhaps the word "protection" worked, Melina calmed down and recounted the rumors. "But none of them saw the person who spoke, so they could only attribute it to the work of a wronged spirit. Torret, can you see ghosts? If so, can you communicate with him and ask him to stop haunting us? It's so scary in broad daylight..."

Torret rolled his eyes in annoyance. "What the hell is this to me? I'm a spirit horse, communicating with the dead. Can't you summon ashes?"

"Rather than rumors of hauntings, I think it's more likely someone has cast a mimicry spell." The Faded One, who had attended the "Witch Spell Training Class," tried to think outside the box and use magic to explain what she was experiencing. "Torret, can you smell the scent of someone other than us in the air nearby?"

Animals have a very sensitive sense of smell. Although spirit horses cannot compare to hunting dogs in this regard, they are definitely better than humans.

Hearing this, Torrett wagged his tail, seeming somewhat reluctant. After some bargaining, he sold himself for three bunches of dried loya fruit, temporarily acting as a substitute for the hound, lowering his head to sniff the ground for anything other than the grass.

After a while, the spirit horse, having made a discovery, snorted and rushed straight to a bush about ten meters away, followed closely by A'tai and Melina.

At this moment, the "bush" that had been begging for help seemed to have once again given up hope of being rescued, and began to murmur to itself: "Ah... Why does no one want to pay attention to me? Am I really that ugly?"

Then... he was knocked away by the happily running Torrett, and rolled several times in the air before landing on the soft grass: "Why did you suddenly hit me? It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"It really is mimicry magic." Melina looked at the complaining short demihuman with wide eyes. "My partner, you're amazing. You even figured that out."

"Sh ...

Melina touched Torret's head and chuckled: "Yes, yes, and you are such a great contributor. I will never forget you."

"This... little friend." Ah Tui half-knelt in front of the demi-human. Forgive him for not having come into contact with this race. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally came up with this address. "Are you awake? Do you remember why you are here as a background plant?"

"Ah... by the way, you're here to help me break the spell that turned me into a tree." The short demi-human bowed in thanks. "Thank you for rescuing me. My name is Burke, and I'm a tailor. I used to live in a nearby cave, but I angered the leader and was driven out. Then a spell was cast to turn me into a tree."

Burke searched his body and found only a few mushrooms. "I left all my things in the cave. Now this is the only thing I can use to repay your kindness."

"You're a tailor?" Melina's eyes lit up when she heard the word and she joined the conversation. "Really? How skilled are you? How many years have you been doing this?"

The barrage of questions left Burke stunned. He had never seen anything like this before: "Uh..."

"Amei, calm down. Take your time and answer one question at a time. You're scaring the child." Ah Tui put away the side dishes and condiments for tonight's dinner, let his partner calm down, and then said to Burke, "This sister means no harm. Could you please answer her questions?"

Ah Tui didn't need to think too hard to know that Melina was about to start her recruitment drive again. In these chaotic times, skilled tailors were hard to find in the borderlands, but warriors and mages were plentiful. Encountering such a rare talent, it was impossible for the witch not to be interested in recruiting them.

After a round of questions and answers, Burke honestly explained the level of his skills and their origins. "I'm not bragging, but my tailoring skills were taught to me by my mother. She's the best tailor in Nimgefu! From armor to plain clothing, I can meticulously tailor them to their most beautiful form. Making customers wear clothes that are comfortable and thoughtful is the principle my mother taught me, and I've always put it into practice."

"Very good." Melina nodded with satisfaction. "Burke, you're hired. From today on, you're my husband's official royal tailor."

Demihumans are generally honest, their intelligence insufficient to justify their cunning and deceitful behavior. Furthermore, Burke wasn't Patch; he was clearly a well-behaved child. The witch knew he wasn't lying. At least he considered his tailoring skills competent; she'd know for sure how good they were once she tried them out.

"Me?" Burke pointed at his own face, incredulous. "Royal tailor?!"

"Yes." Melina bent down and patted his shoulder. "Do your best. My lover will not treat you unfairly when he becomes queen."

"Amei, I don't think this is necessary?" A Tui shrugged.

Melina closed her notebook filled with recruitment materials and said, "Buddy, it's time to revamp your outfit. Dressing like one of Greg's knights is so unremarkable."

"Is there?" Ah Tui scratched his head. "For clothes, isn't it good enough if they are comfortable to wear?" He was obviously the kind of person who didn't pay much attention to the appearance of clothes. What was important was the inner qualities and practicality.

"Of course not!" the witch argued confidently. "What if we become famous in the future? Do you want to be called a limb-replacing artist, or a naked blocking king, or some other shameful nickname?"

"What the hell is a limb-transplant artist? And I don't have a fetish for naked clothes..."

"A rusty tin can is no better! I'm in charge of logistics. I'm the one making the decisions on this matter. You have to listen to me."

(PS: Looking at yesterday’s post, it seems some book friends have noticed some foreshadowing in the early stages.)

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 24: The Royal Tailor

In the coastal cave, A'tu and Melina took their newly recruited tailor Burke back to his previous residence.

Berk was exiled by the demi-human queen who ruled this cave. Not only was this unfortunate kid turned into background greenery on the roadside, but all his belongings were also left in the cave. He came back this time specifically to seek revenge.

How could they, as the elder brothers and sisters, not protect their younger brother when he was in trouble? Besides, if he couldn't get his sewing tools back, Burke, the newly appointed royal tailor, would be useless, and Melina definitely couldn't tolerate that.

In the damp, dark caves, one must be careful of their steps to avoid slipping on mossy rocks or hard-shelled creatures like crabs. According to scholars studying borderland ecology, demihumans tend to congregate in groups near water, ruled by a tall male leader or queen.

Their congenitally low IQ and physical disadvantages have caused this race to be basically at the bottom of the food chain in the border area. A well-trained soldier can kill several sub-humans single-handedly, and a breath of dragon can even wipe out a small tribe. If they don't stick together, it will be difficult for them to survive in this troubled land.

Ah Tui lit the magic starlight for illumination. As its name suggests, this spell ignites a small starlight that floats beside the magician, illuminating an area within a five-meter radius. This way, he doesn't have to keep a hand free to hold a torch. It's a practical spell essential for travel, tomb exploration, and home.

Exploring the cave was dull and boring. They didn't encounter a single enemy along the way. After a brief silence, Melina brought up the topic: "Burke, come to think of it, I haven't asked you why you were exiled. Would you mind telling me?"

"The reason for my exile... I'm ashamed to say it was because the clothes I made angered the Queen." Burke sighed deeply. "I still remember it was a beautiful morning. I opened my sewing kit and began to work, but I was struggling to come up with any new ideas. Just when I was at my wit's end, I found an interesting book at the cave entrance. It was called 'The Emperor's New Clothes.'"

"Buddy, I've heard that story." Melina stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ah Tui's ear. "The essence of the story is to satirize the corruption of a country outside the border area. I'm afraid the tailor boy didn't understand the author's intentions and went astray."

The facts were basically consistent with her guess.

"After reading that book, I was deeply attracted by the story, so I tried to imitate the content of the story and made a set of clothes in an aristocratic style. You all know what happened next..." Burke lowered his head. "I was driven out of the cave by the angry queen. She used magic to turn me into a tree. Until I met the master who saved me."

The average IQ of the demihumans was quite low. Burke, who could speak human language and possessed exquisite craftsmanship, stood out from the crowd, albeit a bit stubborn. If his understanding of "The Emperor's New Clothes" was at level zero, then the other demihumans were at level negative. He'd made such a "dress" for the queen, and it was a miracle he wasn't kicked out.

Ah Tu could imagine how furious the demi-human queen must have been after Burke finished making the clothes. He earnestly advised, "Burke, promise me that you won't read fairy tales that you can't understand. Just follow the techniques your mother taught you and make clothes that are in a normal style."

He didn't want to become the second victim of the "Emperor's New Clothes". If his nickname really became "The Naked Blocking King", Melina, who was overwhelmed with shame, would definitely fight him to the death. Just thinking about it would give him nightmares at night.

At the end of the cave, the view suddenly opens up, with broken stones stacked up to form an open area. Judging from the patterns around the cave, it should be the result of years of continuous erosion by sea water.

In the distant darkness, pairs of eyes lit up like lightbulbs, and demihumans wrapped in animal skins crawled out and surrounded the three men. They were armed with sharp stones, round-headed clubs, and other crudely made weapons, clearly harboring ill intentions.

After his men made their appearance in a very impressive manner, the queen of the demihumans also appeared. Her plump body was more than three times taller than her men, and was no less tall than a normal human.

"Burke, you, a sinner, how dare you come back?"

Perhaps due to her increased overall size and brain capacity, she could speak and wield a staff. The staff, designed specifically for demihumans, resembled a collection of fragments, significantly enhancing the power of spells cast by those with low intelligence.

Seeing the queen he once served, Burke shrank back in fear. Then, remembering his kind new master by his side, he mustered up the courage to reveal the purpose of his visit: "I, I'm here to retrieve my tailoring tools. We'll leave right after I get them."

"Hahaha! Hey guys, did you hear what that ugly bastard said?" The Demi-Human Queen laughed heartily. "He said he wanted to take back what was his. I was dying of laughter."

The demihumans laughed, pounding their chests with one hand in mockery of Burke's presumptuous behavior.

"Is this group of people's aesthetic sense really okay?" Ah Dai thought that Burke, a fellow demihuman, was at least an era ahead of these primitive people in terms of clothing and appearance. If a demihuman wearing animal skins claimed to be a professional tailor, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

"Don't worry, partner." Melina placed her right hand on A'tai's shoulder. "I have extensive diplomatic experience. As long as they understand what we're saying, perhaps we can avoid some unnecessary bloodshed."

As she spoke, she pulled out a speaker with amplification magic from her dimensional bag, turned the volume up to maximum, and aimed the speaker mouth at the sub-crowd: "You damn bitch! Fat stinky woman! You are ugly and yet you come out to pollute other people's eyes. You open a dyeing house as soon as you are given a little color. It would be best if you are willing to hand over the things today. You have to hand them over even if you don't want to! Otherwise, we will let you know why Atilia Ye is so popular!"

The demi-human queen was furious at the combination of taunts and threats. Although she didn't quite understand a few words, Melina had made her point clear.

The fat queen yelled, "My little ones, kill them!"

"Buddy, the first phase of diplomacy has failed." Melina took two steps back and retreated behind A Tui. "The next phase I call 'aggressive negotiations', and it's your turn to demonstrate our military might."

Ah Dai drew his sword expressionlessly and knocked down several subhuman soldiers. He was used to this kind of situation. It was a rare thing to let his own priestess solve the problem through verbal negotiation.

To be honest, he was also very angry when he saw Burke being humiliated like this. It was estimated that the little guy had suffered a lot of bullying here before. It was really not easy for him to endure it until today without his personality being twisted to the point of taking revenge on society.

Seeing her subordinates falling to the ground due to their inability to cope, the Fat Queen took the field herself: "Foolish humans, let me show you the great magic of the Demi-Human Queen! Pyroxene Demon Gravel!"

Looking at the flying demonic rubble, the thought that came to Ah Tui's mind was: "These guys look poor and uncommunicative. Let's end this quickly."

His silent contemplation made the crouching demihumans look as if they had been stunned by the Queen's mighty magic. They squeaked excitedly, as if they had already witnessed the intruder being head-blasted and killed by the Queen's mighty magic.

The next second, blood plasma burst, and three flashes of light appeared. The surging "Crystalline Bullet" directly hit the pyroxene magic gravel back to the Sanshi Cage 7亻尔栮 (four?) and took the opportunity to blow off the demi-human queen's head.

Teacher Se Lian once said: Use magic to defeat magic!

A demihuman with an intelligence slightly higher than 9 dared to show off his Brilliant Stone magic in front of the great witch's disciple, A-Tai. What's the difference between this and showing off one's skills in front of an expert? This is a typical case of courting death.

So he switched his main weapon instantly. This shot was all about excitement and hand speed.

Ah Tui blew away the non-existent green smoke on the pyroxene staff and asked, "Who else?"

Seeing this, the dumbstruck Yayi:=笼1泣吴(九)3?+吧b people scattered in an instant, not even bothering to clean up the body of their dead queen. In a few seconds, they all ran away screaming.

Volume 1: The Journey Begins: Chapter 25: The Bloody Hunter and the Dragon

"Amei, isn't my outfit a little too bright?"

"No, I think it's just right."

"Then why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"Because... the sun is a little bright today."

Melina, who was walking next to A'tu, lied with her eyes open. Her waxed armor could be used as a mirror. When she walked on the road, it reflected light in all directions. She was almost like a walking mirror superman.

After helping Burke beat up the family bully yesterday and getting his sewing tools back, Melina and the little guy discussed for two hours whether to carve a majestic griffin pattern or a holy unicorn pattern on the shield. In the end, they decided that adults should have both and just sew it on without thinking.

After waxing, painting, grinding and polishing, A-Tai's entire equipment looked brand new from the inside out, bright enough to blind the 24k alloy eyes of wild monsters on the roadside.