The King of Elden does not die alone!

The broken house trembled and creaked in the wind.

Occasionally, the howl of a strange wolf could be heard in the distant wind.

He rubbed his eyes and looked around.

The bonfire has gone out.

But the spirit wolf emitting white fluorescence can perfectly serve as a night light.

The brightness is just right, not glaring at all.

Mia saw Patch covering his head with a scarf, hiding his ears and the upper half of his face, leaving only his mouth exposed. He was lying on the sleeping mat and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

But Wilden wasn't there.

The girl stood up and condensed an inch of starlight in her hand. She followed the direction of the sound and walked into the hall of the dilapidated house.

Wilden sat here, with his back against the north wall, carefully polishing his swords with a piece of fine sandstone he had picked up.

The noise of "crickets-crickets" was incessant, and could be heard clearly even in the whistling wind.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?" Mia asked, yawning.

Hearing the question, Wilden stopped what he was doing and looked up: "I'm just maintaining the weapon...Did I disturb you? Sorry."

As he said this, he stuffed the stone into his pocket.

He took out another piece of soft leather and carefully wiped the two swords in his hands.

It is indeed the finishing work of maintaining the weapons.

"it's okay no problem."

Mia waved her hand: "It's so windy, I can't sleep well anyway."

She sighed, found a wooden box, and sat down with her back against the wall.

"Just keep busy with your work. There will probably be a battle later."

She propped up her face in boredom, amplified the starlight a little, and then took out the book that Teacher Se Lian gave her.

"..."

Wilden was silent.

Obviously, there was no difference from usual, but Mia felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle.

"What's the matter?" she asked curiously.

A character like Wilden who is ruthless and taciturn makes it difficult for people to get to know him.

Wilden sheathed his swords.

"Can I ask what you are going to do in Stonewell City?"

"this..."

Mia was stunned.

She didn't know how to answer.

'She wants to challenge Greg and take the Great Rune,'

Is that honest enough?

She didn't know how Wilden would respond if she said this.

Even though she trusted this soldier of the King's Army who had been following her for several months, she still couldn't ignore the emblem of the tree and the beast that Wilden was wearing.

If Mia told her purpose honestly.

She was sure that the two would not turn their swords against each other.

But will they part ways from here?

No, no, no.

Mia slapped herself on the face mentally.

Wasn't it the plan from the beginning to go our separate ways at the foot of Stonewell City?

But if we say goodbye now...I still can't bear to give up this friendship.

But this seems to be a matter of stance...

Wilden saw Mia's hesitation.

He still looked at the girl in front of him quietly: "You are the fader."

Mia nodded.

"I know why the Faded Ones returned to the Junction," Wilden nodded gently, like an old man. "They want to challenge the demigods, obtain their Great Rune, and repair the Ring of Elden."

Mia pursed her lips and nodded without denying.

Wilden is right.

To explain it in more straightforward terms, the story of the Faders is about coming to the border to stop a fight, and then scattering all the people who were fighting.

"Yes, I hope to repair the Elden Ring."

Mia took a breath, calmed herself down, and looked at Wilden firmly.

"So, my purpose of going to Stonewell City is to challenge Greg and get his Great Rune."

"Yeah." Wilden nodded.

"So, I've told you my goal... If you find it difficult to travel with me, you can leave at any time..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mia regretted it again. She added anxiously: "No, I don't mean to drive you away. Didn't we agree to separate at the foot of Stonewell City..."

"It's ok."

Wilden comforted her and leaned against the wall.

"I know why the Faded Ones want to return to the Junction... It's also my own idea to want to go with you."

"I have a question."

He looked at the short girl.

Mia swallowed and nodded to show that she had been listening.

Wilden asked, "Do you know what kind of person King Greg, who occupies the city of Stonewell, is?"

Chapter 53. The Soldier's Request

This is what I didn’t work out last night, and today’s will come later.

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Looking at the girl next to him, Wilden asked the question.

"Do you know what kind of person King Greg, who occupies the city of Stonewell, is?"

Mia pondered.

Does she know what kind of person Greg is?

Of course she knows.

After all, she had played this game before and completed it many times.

The demigod who calls himself the Golden King is a descendant of the original King Gefulei.

As the son of Golden Godwin and grandson of Godfrey, Greg is one of the demigods with the rarest bloodline.

He is also the weakest demigod.

After the Shard War began, Greg, as a descendant of the Golden Descendant, was forced to flee his homeland.

'The weak man uses the horrible graft to seek strength:

Soldiers, one day, we will return home, to our hometown at the foot of the golden tree.'

This is the player's role as the Faded One, who obtains Remembrance after defeating Greg.

At the border, without power one is nothing. Although he is the most orthodox descendant of Gefulei, he can only become the leader of the defeated army in humiliation and fall into trouble in Nimgefu, far away from the royal city.

He used the evil art of limb reattachment only to gain strength and bring his subordinates back to the royal city, but even so, he was still the weakest demigod killed by the Faded One.

Greg is actually a complex character with a very tragic temperament.

Even though he obtained the limbs of a flying dragon, he was never able to see his hometown Rodel again, and died humiliatingly at the sword of a Faded One.

In the end, he was unable to let his ancestors witness his power.

Facing Wilden's question, Mia nodded firmly.

She knew very well what kind of person Greg was.

"But I've never seen him in person," Mia added.

"That's enough," Weldon replied.

He did not see any contempt or disdain in the girl's words and attitude, so he believed Mia's answer.

"If you defeat King Greg, how will you treat him?" the soldier asked.

How to treat Greg?

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Therefore, Greg's father, Godwin, the Golden Eldest Son, is his half-brother.

So, Greg is his...nephew.

"..."

There was silence for a long time.

"If only he would listen to me..."

"Did you wish in your heart that you would kill him?" Weldon asked.

"No."

Mia shook her head.

"Were you hoping in your heart to laugh at him?"

"No."

"Even if he is the weakest Fragment King?"

"I don't think it's his fault." Mia curled her lips: "It's a stupid idea to determine a person's value by measuring their physical strength."

Mia was very surprised by Wilden's words.

"You are also a demigod, right?"

Although he was asking, he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with his judgment.

When asking the question, Wilden already had the answer in his mind.

Mia was stunned.

Under the blindfold, her eyes gradually opened.

"how do you know..."

"I have served demigods," Weldon replied.

A smile appeared on his face, which was no longer as dry as before.

It can be seen that when Wilden was young, he had a handsome face.

"So," he said, "I have a unique sense of the aura of demigods."

In terms of principle...

Perhaps it is because the demigod possesses the most powerful gift. Even without the Great Rune, that aura can make people feel extraordinary.

"This..." Mia was a little at a loss. She pinched the hem of her clothes and looked away.

This is of course because the guilty feeling that arises in one's mind after the identity that one wanted to hide is exposed.