Frieren in Elden Ring

At dawn, Frieren and Lernen went to the site excavation. Led by a group of Nobles, the two, representing the Honorary President and the Pres

At dawn, Frieren and Lernen went to the site excavation.

Led by a group of Nobles, the two, representing the Honorary President and the President, approached a luxurious white carriage.

Four strong horses stood proudly, their royal insignia flags waving in the wind.

Their destination was the Royal Capital, where King Ander V was reportedly waiting for their visit.

Both sides deliberately ignored the question of "why the Association's envoy and main personnel chose different arrival times."

The focus was on the meeting.

Some probing and maneuvering needed to be done face-to-face.

Excavation site gate.

The opening gate signified their departure. At that moment, Flamme, refreshed, jogged over, waving her hand and laughing: "Master, be careful over there, don't be too reckless."

"Right, you too. The maze exploration can be taken slowly; try to wait for my return."

Frieren cautioned her, exchanging a glance with Vain. The latter nodded. As the most experienced and senior members of the small team, they naturally had to take on the responsibility of being cautious and prudent.

Then, she turned and entered the luxurious carriage with Lernen.

The inexplicably serious atmosphere between the master and disciple puzzled onlookers; it looked like they were going on some kind of adventure.

As the coachman's whip cracked, the horses galloped swiftly, pulling the carriage forward. The tall knights escorting them followed, their high flags fluttering, making their journey to the distant high city walls a high-profile affair. For ordinary people, this was simply a visit.

"So? Did the Magic Association come to investigate the Ruins of the Fallen King and meet the King incidentally?"

"You got it backward," "The point is to lobby His Majesty, who opposes the widespread adoption of magic. The conservative royal family won't agree without some exchange of interests."

"His Majesty hasn't been easy to persuade these days; I'm afraid it won't be easy to change his mind in a short time."

"If we use the merit of rescuing the Ruins of the Fallen King to lobby some members of the royal family, there might be a sliver of a chance."

"We'll just wait for the results."

A considerable portion of the Nobles discussing this were not optimistic. Although they got along well with the Magic Association and genuinely recognized the trend, they were not so sure about the attitude of their superiors. Ultimately, they had to listen to the King's decision.

They were indifferent to their own stance, the key being which side had the advantage.

Flamme despised these people's remarks, so she gave up on eavesdropping and turned her attention to the Ruins of the Fallen King.

At this moment, some workers had already reopened the entrance to the collapsed passageway, revealing a narrow, dark passageway into the depths of the ruins, which was still being constantly cleared and expanded.

"Everyone, get ready," the foreman announced loudly. "We're scheduled to begin preliminary exploration today."

He then waved a signal.

Rumble!

A pulley crane suddenly dislodged a large boulder. Due to a calculated chain reaction, this immediately triggered other loose stones to fall, finally revealing a wide entrance.

True professionals; it was much smoother as long as there was no monster threat.

While they continued the final cleanup, the nearby mercenaries, adventurers, and the army were all eager to participate, quietly conserving their energy.

Especially for mages who needed to accumulate magical power.

Because of yesterday's consumption, Flamme planned to meditate and wait before exploring. This decision was also approved by Vain. Their main goal was to collect information about the maze in the early stages, far from the time for a full-scale assault.

She wanted to act steadily.

Both for her own safety and to avoid giving her master the impression of recklessness, otherwise, she would be watched more closely in the future.

"Fenton, according to your estimate, how long will it take to reach the main tomb?"

Vain asked the person in charge of the excavation.

"It seems you've investigated beforehand. Many people think the current excavation is the tomb itself. That's wrong. We've only reached the outer perimeter from the outer perimeter. It's more like a large, complex maze, layer upon layer, with several instances of building collapses throughout history. Therefore, it should take another three days of excavation to reach the main body."

"As for intelligence, the edges have been fortified by monsters inhabiting the underground. You've seen them, but the most troublesome thing is..."

"Therefore, we will easily cross the monster layer. Thanks to their years of digging, we'll definitely be able to push the progress a big step forward."

He pointed; mercenaries were already removing monster materials, each one killed decisively without leaving any remnants.

So many!

They were basically all wiped out by Frieren's single-handed effort yesterday.

It was unimaginable how incredible her perception was to accurately kill monsters through layers of ruins. Just the arbitrary control of attack trajectories was exaggerated enough. These monsters died without grievance, after all, it was a Mythical Era mage who had personally taken action.

The situation was better than expected because of Frieren; the monster layer had been cleared.

Continuing forward.

Reports of new discoveries gradually came from within, such as "there are coffins here," "record all the murals and make rubbings," "copy the text and bring it back," "bring the intact items away first," etc. Clearly, the harvest was plentiful.

Flamme was itching to join, but she cared more about battle and wasn't interested in meticulous archaeological work.

Thus, everyone continued to transport artifacts.

They enthusiastically excavated, finding gold, silver, jewels, and other obviously valuable items. Even just splitting the profits would be a fortune.

At the same time, some people simply moved the coffins out, placing them on the ground with a bang, making the coffin lids shift and revealing the corpses inside. Of course, there were also personal burial items, which were then taken away one by one.

"Is this alright?" Flamme's eyebrows twitched at the sight.

"If you hire this group of cheap labor, you need to be prepared. They're unprofessional and uncivilized, but efficient," Fenton said indifferently. "Judging from the specifications of the burial items, we're close to the main tomb. Perhaps we can check the situation of the White Shadow you're worried about..."

Suddenly, a clang came from within the passage, followed by a series of curses and screams.

Vain immediately judged: "Someone triggered a mechanism and was shot, but it shouldn't be fatal, it's treatable."

"Ms. Flamme, as the true disciple of President Frieren, you should be the most skilled in healing magic present. I'm willing to pay a high price to ask you to heal them."

"Even if you didn't say it, I would have done it."

The red-haired girl proactively walked towards the stretcher they were carrying.

Vain's guess was correct; it was a standard arrow wound. Due to the old and dilapidated mechanism, there was rust and tetanus, enough to be fatal. But it wasn't enough to stand before Sunlight Healing, stopping the bleeding and clotting in minutes. The injured person thanked her profusely, rejoicing.

"You're welcome, just rest and recover afterward."

She was happy to seize the opportunity to hone her skills; using it for others was also using it for herself; the higher the efficiency, the higher the practical value.

High-level healing was what Flamme pursued, like her master's seamless recovery.

"Someone's coming!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the tomb, followed by an explosion raising dust.

Not far from the entrance to the Ruins of the Fallen King, Flamme immediately felt a strong tremor under her feet, and the explosion dust washed her face, causing her to cough violently.

Her first reaction was to activate her magic barrier while rolling away to create distance.

Wide-range perception!

Magical scanning extended, and sure enough, someone had been killed by the shockwave. A single strike had caused casualties, a ruthless method.

But there were no other figures; the other party seemed to have hidden themselves deeply, escaping after a single strike.

The sudden loss made everyone rush to evacuate.

The workers and scholars who had been excavating treasures inside ran away, fortunately remembering to bring away the wounded and dead. Their panicked performance undoubtedly amplified the chaos.

There were cries, screams, and incoherent recountings of the White Shadow; there was no other information.

"Quiet," Fenton ordered sharply. "Treat the wounded, examine the bodies, and compile a report."

"Hurry up."

He pointed at the soldiers. For those who often worked with blood and knives, this scene was nothing; they immediately acted according to the employer's instructions. The investigation team naturally had experts in investigation and tracking; they quickly began the inspection process.

Flamme proactively treated the wounded.

Thanks to her efforts, as long as they didn't die on the spot, they could breathe a sigh of relief. With the help of other priests and clerics, casualties were minimized.

In the era when Frieren taught magic, healing magic was the most developed.

Soon, the autopsy results came out: "Report, the deceased died from magical bombardment, a standard mage's method. In addition, there were sword wounds, one hit kills, traces of assassins. Therefore, there is an ambush team in the tomb, or a..."

The doctor even deduced the enemy's outline based on the wound location, force, and eyewitness descriptions.

A person?

All the information indicated that it was at least a monster with a human appearance and ruled out the possibility of an insider, because everyone was watching each other, and no one had the opportunity to act.

The strangeness was that even the method seemed to belong to humans.

Even the coroner was baffled, almost doubting his judgment.

Everyone became suspicious of each other, exchanging wary glances, and the atmosphere gradually became one of mutual distrust and vigilance.

"It's a similar phantom-like monster, and the created copies are even more powerful, with unknown upper limits; this is Master's judgment," Flamme's conclusion drew everyone's attention. "Now isn't the time to be suspicious, we must handle it according to the plan to deal with monsters."

The first to express support was Fenton, the person in charge, unwilling to let the project be interrupted.

He solemnly told the adventurers:

"It's your turn to step up. You must clear out all the mechanisms and monsters inside, leaving none behind, to create space for subsequent exploration."

The mercenaries naturally agreed; the Labyrinth Kingdom was always generous with its payments. After all, it was equivalent to mining gold, so the fighting power they recruited was top-notch.

If they didn't have work, they would worry about not getting their share of the profits.

"Ms. Flamme, are you going in?"

"You should know that President Frieren told us to be careful, and the Association personnel are not accepting employment for the time being," Vain retorted to Fenton.

But he still turned to the red-haired girl and added:

"I just told you not to ignore Master's warning, Flamme, you've grown up," ultimately, it's your choice.

Hearing this, she took a deep breath and recalled Frieren's words from last night... Perhaps Master had already anticipated the dangers. Then she couldn't hold back either. She had said she wanted to create the achievements of a hero, she couldn't give up halfway.

"Let's go."

"Since you've decided, that's fine. I'll act with you, for mutual support."

The two had cooperated several times along the way, familiar with each other's styles, so forming a team was no problem; a warrior and a mage were a good match. The current situation was deliberately reserved by Frieren; on the other hand, her team was unhealthy. How could mages and assassins cooperate? She couldn't fail this sacrifice.

The addition of a powerhouse naturally delighted Fenton; he welcomed them with open arms.

"Please rest assured, you won't work for nothing. I'll pay double the commission. By the way," add the previous reward for protecting the excavation site as well.

"We'll go ahead."

After nodding politely, Flamme strode toward the entrance of the passageway, her back firm and unwavering.

It didn't matter if she didn't take anything back.

Moreover, the commissions from daily tasks and assistant work were generous enough, and there were even people who fawned over her and sent gifts.

The goal of this trip was to investigate the maze thoroughly.

She arrived at the entrance, greeted and briefly introduced herself to the adventurers, creating a harmonious atmosphere. They welcomed her, after all, she was a well-known and powerful mage. Most importantly, her healing ability was unique, who would refuse a healer?

Departure.

A large group of people entered the dark space, a sense of oppression coming over them.

Someone lit a light spell, but the perception was still hindered.

Someone reminded: "It's all because those monsters made the magic here a mess. The long-term closed space disturbance makes perception sluggish, be careful... Actually, speaking of it, it's also possible to magnify illusions."

"Impossible, collective illusions are rare, at least they must reach the level of the Demon Sage," Vain said.

"That's right. Actually, there have been records of phantoms and the like in the tomb for many years. We're not the first visitors; countless tomb raiders have come before, and without exception, they've added new inhabitants to the tomb."

A Warrior scouting ahead pointed at bones nailed to the wall with arrows.

Whoosh!

Sure enough, there were hidden mechanisms.

It was meaningless against high-level masters with extraordinary reactions. The exploration team continued to advance, successively solving rolling stones, falling rocks, and swinging hammers.

Flamme basically didn't need to take action; it was easy and no one was injured, proceeding smoothly. It had to be admitted that these people were professionals; no wonder the Labyrinth Kingdom paid them a high price; with them, the exploration that should have taken days was completed in just a few hours.

Looking back, it was pitch black, and the path they came from was invisible.

At this moment, a sense of tension arose in her heart, the passage was simply too oppressive... Suddenly, there were steps, and ahead, it suddenly opened up; countless broken pillars supported the ceiling.

"Finally, it's spacious. It seems we've entered the main body of the tomb."

The team, which had been tense and nervous along the way, could finally sit down and count their numbers; twenty people, no more, no less.

The leader explained: "Ahead is the deepest part of the Ruins of the Fallen King. Years of collapse and occasional earthquakes have made the structure unstable."

Rumble!

A magical beam struck a barrier; it was Flamme's barrier.

Following the attack, it turned out to be a slender white shadow.

Flamme's reaction was the fastest when defending, and the same applied to attacking. She raised her hand, launching a Crystal Burst at the white shadow. The latter disappeared into the shadows after resisting.

Only then did the adventure team realize their enemy; it was too embarrassing; they had fallen two steps behind.

"Sorry, we're too slow."

Vain comforted: "Don't mind it, this is a battle between great mages, those with insufficient strength should protect themselves and cover each other. Besides, it can now be confirmed that the enemy can copy their bodies."

"So that's it. There are records on a stele in the tomb; there should be a Mythical Era monster residing here, the Mirror Demon."

However, the situation did not allow for much thought; more beams came.

Bang!

They were completely blocked by Flamme's barrier, but it also revealed many mage enemies, mostly familiar faces, copies.

"I'll take command, Commander Vain."

"Don't stay and fight at the foot of the steps. Everyone immediately enters the depths of the tomb; I'll provide cover and watch the blind spots. Use Flamme's counterattack as a signal; we'll prepare to charge."

Understanding, the red-haired girl raised her right hand, releasing a mass of ancient, deathly spirits.

These death energy masses expanded rapidly in the right environment, achieving twice the result with half the effort, growing rapidly by absorbing the energy in the tomb.

"Blast them hard."

At the command, the crowd attacked each white shadow, completely annihilating the targets.

The speed was slightly slower, but the number was large and the explosion was strong; there were constant rumbles, the shockwave causing the world to spin, and the ground trembled. At the same time, Vain ordered, and the group, under cover, quickly passed the steps, rushing into the tomb left and right.

They escaped safely, panting and sweating profusely, immediately checking the rear guards, fortunately, they had been suppressed by magic and were hiding.

Close call, thanks to Flamme's quick reaction.

Crash!

The ensuing collapse sounded alarming; although they couldn't see the far side, at least they could clearly see that their retreat was cut off, and the continuous collapse of ruins covered the entrance they had worked so hard to clear.

"It's bad, are we going to be trapped here?"

Before anyone could say anything, Vain suddenly swung his sword at the ground, the friction accompanied by sparks causing teeth to ache.

"On the demon front line, any pessimistic words would be punished. Being indecisive will prevent you from making calm judgments, and will harm everyone." He looked around and stated firmly: "Fenton will rescue us, they will clear the exit, otherwise, they'll lose money every day they don't work."

"Currently, the enemy is clear and we're hidden, on their home turf. But they are just copies, with poor intelligence and lack of adaptability; they are nothing to fear."

"Don't forget that the only disciple of the Mythical Era mage is here. If the danger becomes too great, President Frieren will provide support."

"Immediately deploy defenses, check supplies, and fully arm yourselves."

"Yes."

Vain's authority made everyone busy; subconsciously, they began to act orderly. At least they all understood one thing: only by working together could they overcome the difficulties, even if they were afraid, they had to grit their teeth and endure it.

He gestured to the red-haired girl, and the two took the lead in guarding the position where the copies had attacked earlier, holding the front line.

Flamme, who had seen the kind old man angry for the first time, felt her heart tighten.

Vain, feeling the gaze, curled his lips slightly, saying softly: "I scared them off, the battlefield is like this, sometimes, military orders must be more terrifying than the enemy to control people."

"I'd like to hear more."

"As a leader and subordinate in the face of challenges, you must go to the most dangerous place and face the most difficult tasks, weighing the enemy and your own strengths, and demonstrating the chance of victory. Morale is very important, it's the guarantee of survival for us weaklings. It seems President Frieren didn't teach you this, perhaps because she doesn't need to."

"Actually, Master mentioned it, but there was no chance to use it. She has too much knowledge with nowhere to use it."

"Worthy of a Mythical Era scholar."

"She told me to take the initiative against those who hide and show themselves..."

Golden light shone on Flamme, then she stepped forward and used Magic Mirror, Rune Sword Array, etc., her aura rising steadily.

At this moment, Flamme's aura surged, her magic seemed to become substantial, about to burst through the ceiling, simply terrifying.

Summon Stars!

The sudden gravitational vortex forcefully pulled the hidden white shadow over, and she had already raised her greatsword high, waiting. With a sharp sweep, the copies of the adventure team instantly shattered, killed with a single strike.

The absolute power after enhancement easily broke through the barrier, any barrier was like paper.

"Defense is meaningless in front of me."

After the attack, the surviving copies launched magical attacks. However, Flamme moved faster, using the Hunting Step to avoid the spells, simultaneously wielding her two Carian Knight's Swords.

The killing was like a violent storm, layer upon layer, yet without a single extra movement, precisely killing the targets.

Shadow magic!

A long spear rose from a dark corner. In a flash, she also moved, dodging dozens of stabs by a hair's breadth, simultaneously unleashing a Soul Torrent toward the enemy; there was a loud bang as it was blocked.

Worthy of a newly promoted first-class mage, but she also had a countermeasure.

Flamme condensed a Giant-Crusher, the weight of the whetstone heavily striking the barrier, making a loud clang, shaking violently.

It worked, it could break through.

However, more surviving white shadows emerged from the darkness to attack, making Flamme hesitate.

"Leave it to us." Vain's team resisted the attack and counterattacked fiercely, making the other party unable to raise their heads. His team was like a huge blade, sweeping across.

Since that was the case, Flamme refocused.

Bang!

This time, the Giant-Crusher, carrying the armor-piercing power of the barrier, shattered the white shadow's defense. Even on the face of the monster copy, a trace of shock appeared; they didn't expect such destructive power to exist.

It inevitably encountered the great hammer's frontal attack and fell to the ground with a thud.

Immediately, the Carian Knight's Sword pierced it repeatedly, accurately and quickly, completing the kill before the body even hit the ground. Therefore, the moment the copy was slightly down, it was declared over.

Flamme's attack was not yet over; she pointed, and the Rune Sword Array dispersed to support her teammates.

Chop, chop, chop!

They slaughtered the monsters like chopping vegetables. Already at a disadvantage, they encountered the harassment of the swords, their morale instantly collapsed, and they were wiped out one by one by Vain's team, finally achieving victory.

Seeing this, she was panting and leaning against the wall to rest.

Killing a powerful mage quickly and defeating it was too difficult, not to mention that she had to take care of her teammates and couldn't use large-scale magic.

"But it was smoother than I imagined. I've really become stronger during this journey."

"Thanks to you, we won!"

The survivors couldn't help but express their gratitude. If Flamme hadn't defeated the most terrifying copy, they would have likely been destroyed here.

"Where to next?"

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