Frieren in Elden Ring

Hah!

The silver-haired girl swung the longsword, creating a wind that was both agile and domineering. Just a few tentative swings to get a feel for it gave off a sharp, intimidating aura. There was even a hint of the flowing sword style within her movements.

And that wasn't all. Traces of various other schools of swordplay were hidden within, most of which were unheard of.

Even though Ranni and Iji were not warriors, their keen eyes were not hindered. They could see that Frieren's movements were nimble and powerful. Her martial arts skills were truly first-rate.

A moment later, she performed a flourish and sheathed the Sword of Night and Flame.

"Thank you. It suits me well now."

"No matter, we are allies. Strengthening your power benefits me." The Princess of the Moon nodded. "You plan to explore the underground world next. It is very dangerous there. Having more power will grant you more safety."

"Mhm, but I'll rest for a while before I set out. I need to carefully digest the fruits of my victory in Caelid."

Now that matters in the Lands Between had settled, Frieren planned to deploy her forces and then return to reality. She had been so busy during this period that she hadn't even made her intermittent returns. She had to go see Flamme.

"Also, I've found some clues: Astel, Naturalborn of the Void, is still in the underground."

"Indeed dangerous."

"It was the culprit that destroyed the Eternal Dynasty, said to be a star summoned from beyond the cosmos by the Greater Will. It is extremely powerful. You must be careful."

"Understood. I'll make some preparations for it."

At this stage, if Frieren wanted to improve further, she needed to train her control over her main body's power in reality. On the premise of stability, she would release more of her restrictions, and with that as a base, all her accounts would become stronger. That required careful practice and could not be rushed.

Furthermore, fusing the two Great Runes was enough for the Stargazer to take a huge step forward, which also required time.

"As long as you have a plan. I must go into slumber first. Please excuse me."

The two bid each other a very straightforward farewell.

The next moment, Ranni's figure disappeared, returning to the heavy protection of her high tower, and the manor's magic began to operate at full speed.

Her slumber this time was much more peaceful than before. After all, the Liurnia region was no longer a mixed bag of Cuckoo Knights and Academy factions, but was guarded by staunch allies.

Moreover, the deterrent force of the Lord of Cinder, who could teleport anytime and anywhere, was too great. The shadow beasts lurking in the dark had actually faded by more than half, not daring to launch any large-scale attacks.

Seeing its mistress fall asleep, the Glintstone Dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew away. Being with this silver-haired, long-eared girl was unsettling.

You're the real dragon, more of a dragon than me.

Frieren, who remained behind, glanced at Iji and asked:

"I've heard about Castellan Jerren and Master Sellen. What are your thoughts?"

The troll was slightly taken aback, then answered seriously, "That's an old story. Since he has let it go, there's even less reason for me to pursue it. Now that we all work towards the same goal, there's no need to add unpleasantness. Your Majesty, many of the so-called 'witch' disasters were fabricated by the Academy faction, and I will be reorganizing these files."

Clever.

He had kicked away the past conflicts and was even going to re-evaluate Sellen's actions as a "witch" back then, giving her apprentice plenty of face.

But Frieren, who was being flattered, didn't actually care. So she nodded and made a gesture to leave.

"Is Her Highness's goal of lifting the Two Fingers' curse of killing too vague?" Iji suddenly asked.

"Of course it's vague. I don't see a plan for after killing the Two Fingers. As the mastermind behind the Night of the Black Knives, she should be more proactive."

"Because in the past, when our very survival was a problem, we couldn't think that far ahead. It's different now, Your Majesty. You've brought possibilities. I will persuade Her Highness to consider her godhood more. Perhaps the two of you could really do it."

"I don't understand the system of god-kings in the Lands Between well enough to give you any guarantees."

"It doesn't matter. I just want you to remember this. In time, when you reach the deepest part of the Erdtree, please consider ruling alongside Her Highness."

Frieren gave a slight nod and then stepped into the Site of Grace.

The troll military advisor, left behind, fell into deep thought. He still couldn't figure out the Lord of Cinder's attitude. It seemed she didn't care about the final goal either.

Her first goal was to restore the Lands Between. Becoming the Elden Lord was a response to her subordinates' expectations. Therefore, she herself was not in a hurry to enter the Erdtree, and she had publicly stated that she would investigate the past first.

By the time the Lord of Cinder conquers the four corners of the land and repairs the disasters of ages past, who would dare say she is not the Elden Lord?

She's practically the uncrowned queen already.

"Since neither of them is in a hurry, you shouldn't think so much..."

Only after Frieren had left did Seluvis dare to appear, his tone sarcastic from the moment he spoke.

"Indeed."

There was no need to argue with such a person. Since the message had been delivered, Iji left. He needed to continue searching the archives for information about the Eternal Dynasty.

...At the same time, at the main entrance of the Magic Academy.

Hearing that Her Majesty would be returning after a long absence, everyone decorated with lanterns and banners, beating drums and gongs in a festive celebration. It was not just to symbolize a triumphant victory, but also for the excitement of having survived. After all, they had withstood the attack of the Royal Capital's army.

Thinking back on it, they felt a sense of relief.

If the Grace-Given King had been willing to gamble and attack with all his might back then, they probably wouldn't have been able to hold him off. In the end, the southern territories would have been attacked from both front and rear, triggering a chain reaction of collapse.

War always required consideration of multiple factors. No matter what, they had won the victory.

"Someone's coming."

Hearing the call, Moongrum looked out and saw a small group. One was his old acquaintance, Edgar, and the other should be Lord Haight.

They had arrived a step ahead as agreed, because Frieren had ordered in her letter for "everyone to meet and talk." The location was chosen at the frontline Magic Academy, which was not at all in Her Majesty's style.

Usually, she would order "everyone, speed up your research."

To actually think of bridging the gap between the three factions under her command? Even if she thought of it, she would be too lazy to do it. When it came to administration, she had the classic lazy style of not managing what she didn't have to.

The real convener should be the witch, Melina.

The thought that the Lord of Cinder's most trusted confidante was planning this naturally made them take it seriously. It had to be treated with gravity.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Frieren had no shortage of high-ranking knights, lords, and professors under her. The only one who held the "right to report in real-time" was the Tarnished's maiden. In practice, the proximity of reporting was far more powerful than status. Since that person had spoken, it was definitely important.

In short, the crowd solemnly prepared a welcoming ceremony.

As for when Frieren would arrive? They couldn't contact her anyway, so they just had to wait.

The first group arrived.

Sellen took the initiative to introduce them: "I met His Lordship and the General during my research at Stormveil Castle. Your Grace Moongrum, their deeds are not few..."

As one of the few who had worked in both places, she naturally had to serve as a communication bridge.

However, after a short while, an unpleasant figure appeared.

Castellan Jerren of Redmane Castle arrived gracefully. The man who once hunted witches and the witch herself stared at each other from a distance, the air inevitably crackling with tension.

What a fateful connection.

The others of course noticed the hostility between Jerren and Sellen and quickly changed the subject to smooth things over.

Everyone present was a person of exceptional talent; a little diplomatic skill was no problem. The atmosphere was eased amidst laughter and witty conversation. As such, the two of them acted as if they hadn't seen each other, maintaining a basic level of peace.

For Frieren's sake.

The most active of all was the sociable Kenneth Haight. He didn't know the most people, but he was the most efficient communicator, and he quickly got along with everyone.

Seeing is believing. No wonder he could become the Lord of Cinder's angel investor.

It was a good thing he was this kind of warm and energetic type. Otherwise, most people would only discover Frieren's side that kept others at arm's length. Only after becoming familiar with her would one realize that Her Majesty actually cared a great deal. She just lacked emotional expression; it required a discerning eye.

Moongrum asked, "Lord Haight, where is Her Majesty?"

"After arranging the basic work in Caelid, she went to the Roundtable Hold. According to the Tarnished's news, they had a victory celebration, but Her Majesty teleported elsewhere afterwards."

"Then I guess it must be Carian Manor."

Everyone agreed, because Ranni had mentioned before that she wanted to gift her a royal family collectible. Frieren would not miss that.

Voom!

Suddenly, the Site of Grace at the academy entrance flashed with light. It was a familiar figure.

A twin-tailed girl wearing two Aeonian flower ornaments, clad in light white travel clothes, swinging her arms lightly. She looked very relaxed. Clearly, there was good news. It was different from her usual cautious posture holding a staff, but upon closer inspection, her aura was even more imposing.

The power of multiple Great Runes was gathered in one body. In addition, the runes that appeared after Radahn's fall were absorbed and enhanced, making her physically stronger.

In terms of the Stargazer's level alone, she was already a top-tier hero.

The change was too great.

It was equivalent to the runes accumulated by the strongest demigod, Radahn, being handed over to the Lord of Cinder in one go, thereby comprehensively boosting her attributes. No wonder her aura was so different from the past. She was truly the new strongest demigod.

"It seems everyone has just arrived as well." Frieren smiled faintly. "It's been a long time since I've been to the Magic Academy."

She looked around and found that the magic was brighter.

The wards had been reinforced again, and the damage from the previous war had been completely repaired, making it look brand new.

Sellen replied, "The Magic Crafting Laboratory was responsible for the new round of reinforcement. We were prepared to retreat to the academy. Apprentice, what you're looking at now is a fortress."

"You've all worked hard. Especially you, Moongrum, you've toiled hard."

"Since everyone is here, I've gathered all you meritorious subjects for one more thing: my blessing has also grown stronger."

As her voice fell, Frieren raised her hands, holding two Great Runes. They overlapped and intersected, suddenly emitting a warm golden light that then rose into the air, as if echoing the Erdtree on the Altus Plateau, before scattering golden droplets.

A long breeze soothed the heart, accompanied by a fragrance, as if it had been infused with the Lord of Cinder's famous flower field magic. The breath of life was spreading here.

Where it bathed the earth, grass and trees grew.

Where it fell into the lake, the spring water became sweet.

People couldn't help but reach out to catch it, feeling a surge of energy flow into their bodies, their limbs and bones cheering.

With years of unremitting effort, hollowing had been basically cured within Frieren's domain. Now, a step further, the blessing began. An all-encompassing light was blooming, clearly visible even from a hundred miles away.

"No wonder they say two Great Runes are the minimum to mend the Elden Ring. Their resonance effect is extraordinary..."

As the caster, she felt the power most clearly; it was almost boundless.

Let's add more fuel to the fire!

She simply went a step further, infusing magic to stimulate the power, even mobilizing her main body's attributes. As expected, the pillar of light expanded and unfurled. The dewdrops of grace fell from a drizzle to a downpour, nourishing all things silently, full of compassionate and gentle healing.

It surpassed the height of the Magic Academy's tallest spire, reaching straight to the plateau, as if asking the decaying outskirts of Leyndell who was truly restoring the four corners of the world now.

"This is the blessing of the Lord of Cinder! Praise be to Her Majesty!"

"It's even stronger than the previous blessing of grace! I almost thought I had returned to the Age of Plenty."

Many wept with joy. They never thought they would find their way back to an age so distant it was sealed in memory. That's right, glory would eventually return, and it would be under the leadership of Her Majesty Frieren.

Cheers reached the clouds.

The creatures around Liurnia instinctively drew closer to the academy, like the call of Grace in days of old.

On the Altus Plateau, the knights of Leyndell stared dumbfounded at the surging light of grace, standing still for a long time. How should they respond? If not for their firm faith, they would be doubting themselves right now. However, there were still many Golden Folk whose eyes shone, their faces full of admiration.

Morgott, who had arrived at the city wall after retreating, reached out and caught a glimmer of golden light.

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