Frieren in Elden Ring

Stormveil Castle.

Banners danced atop the high walls, where countless crossbows and catapults were densely arrayed, armed to the teeth, ever vigilant against potential rot creatures emerging from the direction of Caelid.

Meanwhile, Stormhawks circled, occasionally letting out cries.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a Stormhawk shot out from the clouds at top speed, its piercing cry seeming to announce the urgency of battle.

It easily landed on a specialized watchtower on the castle walls. Nearby messengers immediately unfast aleboed the letter. Based on the insignia on this courier, it could be roughly confirmed: it came from the Caelid region, the very front line, intelligence from the general's direct main force.

These three pieces of information signified sufficient importance.

Although Her Majesty was famous for teleporting everywhere, appearing and disappearing like a divine dragon, she would at least act together when jointly conquering a region, so she should also be present.

Therefore, Edgar's intelligence also directly represented Frieren's latest battle results.

"Quickly, to the Throne Room!"

The messenger rushed down the castle wall stairs without stopping.

Simultaneously, troop presence on the high wall patrols began to increase. The portcullis slowly rose, and the armory was opened. Whether it was good news or bad news, sending a message to the main rear base meant strengthening troop numbers; this was beyond doubt.

Thus, keen-eyed officers had already deployed personnel according to contingency plans. Commands rang out continuously, and the troops moved with perfect uniformity.

If the battle was not going well, then a forward defense would be adopted, sending troops to Stormgate and Fort Gael.

If it was going well, then more soldiers, supplies, and warhorses would need to be transported to ensure the long supply line remained safe. After all, it was well known that the Blood Dynasty had also appeared there, a threat that could not be ignored.

Everyone was filled with anxiety.

If anything happened to Her Majesty Frieren, it would be a huge problem. They hoped the situation at the front was developing within controllable limits; otherwise, the rear wouldn't be able to provide enough support either.

In the Throne Room, a group of lords and nobles, led by Haight, discussed with solemn expressions:

"The Bloody Fingers are becoming increasingly active. Should we proactively send reinforcements?"

"No, do not dispatch troops without Her Majesty's order."

"The Caelid region has concentrated the frontline elite forces of the entire South. Coupled with Her Majesty personally leading them, there certainly won't be any problems."

...End of the Liurnia Highway.

A sudden bursting open of a door interrupted their thoughts. A messenger handed a letter to Haight.

He furrowed his brow as he read. The scene was deathly silent because when the letter was opened, it clearly bore Frieren's insignia; it definitely contained her personal orders.

So, was it good or bad?

"Her Majesty reminds us to send reinforcements to Fort Gael, to secure the border front, and that the enemies to defend against are the Bloody Fingers."

Haight's relay of the message left his colleagues looking puzzled, scratching their heads.

"Isn't it supposed to be against the army of rot creatures?"

"Her Majesty successfully purified Aeonia—ah, no, it's renamed Lake Melina now. The former corrupted waters have been replaced by the Flower Field Wetland. From now on, it will no longer emanate Scarlet Rot."

"Huh?"

"Incidentally, they, along with the Redmane Army and the combat festival challengers, repelled the Goddess of Rot's offensive. Even the Flower of Aeonia was uprooted."

"Exactly how much news have we missed?"

The nobles and officers looked at each other. A slew of major events had suddenly occurred; it wasn't as if they had been completely isolated from the world.

After a glance around, Haight said gravely, "The details will be explained later. According to Her Majesty's orders, immediately mobilize the army to Fort Gael."

Stormveil Castle bustled with activity, continuously sending resources to the front lines.

...

End of the Liurnia Highway.

The Grand Lift passage was piled high with giant boulders, firmly jamming the mechanism. More rubble was continuously being piled up outside, and defensive lines and fortresses were being constructed, almost abutting the passage itself, presenting a stance of permanent separation. In any case, the Altus Plateau shouldn't even think of heading south.

The blueprint in Moongrum's hand, as he stood before the fortifications, depicted something else entirely: a defensive map of the Old Ruins Tunnel area.

He pointed to several locations and asked, "Have all the monsters inside been cleared?"

"General, the Carian Knight squad and the Sorcerer Corps have already cleared everything, including the Great Magma Wyrm inside. The place is well-preserved and usable."

"Block up what needs to be blocked. Leave no gaps."

"As you command."

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to get up later if you do this?" the Hero of Zamor said.

Moongrum replied nonchalantly, "Her Majesty's power is there for all to see, especially her proficiency in magic that levitates and moves heavy objects. Clearing rubble is a trivial matter. Actually, it wouldn't be difficult for the Royal Capital Army either. What's important is the posture. Only by displaying a willingness to succeed at all costs can we deter the Grace-Given King."

"I don't understand the thinking of you generals," the Black Knife Assassin said lazily. There hadn't been much fighting lately.

After the last large-scale conflict, the Grand Lift area had become much quieter.

Suddenly, a Stormhawk flew over.

Its gaze casually swept around and then fixed on the conspicuous First Carian Knight. It immediately folded its wings and dived, landing steadily on the ground.

Moongrum quickly took the letter. After reading for a moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very smooth."

He then relayed the news to everyone. The scene was one of utter shock. How had they inexplicably ended up fighting an Outer God of Scarlet Rot? And they had united to repel the enemy? The legendary Blood Dynasty had finally shown itself? Was it a previously hidden shardbearer?

They had thought destroying the Grand Lift was already big news, but it turned out the front lines were playing an even bigger game, completely overshadowing them.

"Well fought! Now the Scarlet Rot won't spread."

"We won't be invaded again."

"I never expected their Southern Army to be so formidable!"

The Liurnian soldiers finally let out a long sigh of relief. The place they had constantly worried about was hearing of rot creatures spreading to the south, which would have been disastrous. Now, the situation had reversed.

It was news of victory.

Nothing was more morale-boosting than good news from the front. They could hold out for much longer because their rears were secure.

"Additionally, Her Majesty has affirmed our action of destroying the Grand Lift." Moongrum's words were a great reassurance to everyone. "Her Majesty said that demonstrating resolve is part of tactics. Things that are broken can be rebuilt."

"So our mission remains unchanged: continue to defend the Grand Lift area until Her Majesty disengages from the combat festival."

It was well known that the New Lord of Souls could see the guidance of Grace and could use it for long-distance teleportation.

She was truly a Chosen Tarnished, and now she exuded the domineering air of one favored by destiny. Once Caelid was liberated, the threat to the Liurnian front would also be lifted.

Frieren could come to a Site of Grace at any time.

Following Moongrum's announcement, a fierce cheer erupted from the camp, resounding through the clouds, as if wanting the wind to carry their colored banners towards the plateau.

...

Ruins of the Flower Field Wetland.

For convenience, the Southern Army's vanguard camped on the spot. The rest of the main force returned to the Town of Sellia to rest. The Redmane Army, advancing with its full strength, formed a defensive arc, jointly protecting the area.

Of course, there was another reason: to help Her Majesty clear out ruins from untold years ago.

Frieren was seen strolling among the dilapidated walls, searching repeatedly. From time to time, sounds of explosions, collapses, and other commotions arose, initially making her allies nervous, thinking some new enemy had appeared out of nowhere. The Southern Army, in contrast, was very calm.

They were used to it.

They just needed to clean up the battlefield afterward.

Besides this, Frieren would occasionally chat and laugh with the air, but this time, no one found it strange.

During the Second Aeonian War, that caster who summoned the Minor Erdtree had shone brilliantly. Even after the battle was won, she maintained her incantation, healing a large number of wounded, a truly remarkable feat.

For the Southern Army internally, this required even more attention because it directly declared that the position of Her Majesty's foremost confidante was unshakable.

Anyone else, no matter how strong, would have to vie for second place.

"Is Melina the name of that unseen maiden?"

"Originally, Tarnished often traveled with a maiden. So many years have passed, people have almost forgotten this was the common situation."

"We should have thought of it earlier. For example, who gave Her Majesty, who was penniless at the time, her steed?"

Thinking carefully, Frieren's initial actions were clear and methodical, obviously showing traces of a guide. Not to mention how the legendary Spirit Steed Torrent came to be. Many lords in the Lands Between recognized it; it most likely had a significant origin. And it reminded people of the circulating saying:

Attendant beasts gravitate towards an Elden Lord.

Edgar said, "It must have been Melina who gave the Spirit Steed to Her Majesty and has been helping her with Rune enhancement all along. We mustn't be disrespectful when she reveals herself later."

"Huh? Hasn't that lady always been a spirit maiden?"

"Her Majesty will surely create a body for her. Don't you all forget about the research into soul magic and the Great Rune of the Unborn."

Indeed, it was true.

Under Frieren's orders, the Academy of Raya Lucaria had invested the most in these two major projects.

Soul magic being standard wasn't strange, but why was she, like the Queen of the Full Moon, honing the craft of creating physical bodies? Now it truly made sense. For magical research to warrant a separate super-project, one could imagine the maiden's status in her heart.

Moreover, when Frieren named the lake after Melina, she had the triumphant air of "let me introduce you to a good partner."

Clearly, she was very satisfied with the maiden's outstanding performance and simply took the opportunity to bring her into the limelight.

Truly enviable.

It was as if the New Lord of Souls had vouched for a talent with her own name—unprecedented. Now everyone remembered this name, even investigating it carefully, though to no avail.

So, the unseen spirit Melina had wandered the Lands Between like a day for a thousand years, traveling everywhere with the Spirit Steed Torrent, finally waiting for Frieren, this Tarnished who could see both Grace and herself?

It truly deserved to be called a beautiful story.

Frieren, currently treasure hunting in the ruins, pointed at the discussing officers in the distance.

"They have quite the imagination, practically minstrels."

"It is a fact."

"Being active in the open is not my style. For you to introduce me in this way... it's quite sudden."

"It was also a spur-of-the-moment thought. After all, you clearly have the ability to travel the Lands Between for many years, yet you've remained unknown for so long. It's too much of a pity." Frieren looked directly into her eyes and said, "In my opinion, you possess potential comparable to a demigod."

Melina hadn't experienced many battles and didn't know if this assessment was correct, but the power within her body was indeed active.

Not just this time, she could help in the future as well.

It was just that, in her view, her name being known by more people represented a kind of attachment. A fire-seed maiden silently dedicating herself to burning was what suited the plan.

Existing in the eyes of only one Tarnished and then disappearing would have the smallest impact.

But then again, Melina proactively using the Minor Erdtree incantation was itself a declaration of her presence.

Never mind.

Rather than dwelling on this point, it was better to wait until that step. Besides, she was indeed somewhat happy. So Frieren had always been thinking about how to introduce her to her subordinates—truly a special way.

Usually, she didn't seem like a particularly thoughtful type.

At this moment, the silver-haired girl was activating that treasure-hunting magic, constantly scanning the ruins. After a moment, she suddenly ran quickly to a corner and picked up a staff from a pile of rubble.

[Meteorite Staff]

[A staff with a dark glintstone embedded at its tip.]

[It is said that glintstone is a fragment of a meteorite.]

[Magic scaling is very high, and it also enhances gravity sorceries.]

[However, this staff cannot be reinforced.]

[Can enhance gravity sorceries, increasing their damage by 30%.]

Frieren glanced at the description and immediately tried it out. Sure enough, the gravitational effect of Gravity Well was greatly enhanced.

Whether used for attracting monsters or for brief flight, it performed excellently. In the future, using the Meteorite Staff to cast gravity-type sorceries would be perfect.

The only regret was that it couldn't be reinforced. So, it was suitable for the early to mid-game. Smithing stone resources should be prioritized for Lusat's Staff; a fully upgraded sorcery-enhancing staff would have better overall performance.

Of course, helping her familiarize herself with gravity magic would also be good for dealing with General Starscourge.

Continue.

Player rumors previously mentioned that other spells existed here; they absolutely could not be missed.

Frieren delved deeper into the crumbling ruins, carefully observing every corner, while also not forgetting to take out her map for comparison.

According to the intelligence provided by Jerren: the place beneath their feet was originally called Sage's Town, but it was affected by Scarlet Rot and became what it is today. Even if the lake water became clear again, it couldn't be salvaged.

Only ruins remained.

"Sage's Town also had no lack of magical techniques in the past," Melina said. "It echoed Sellia, jointly supporting the prosperity of the Caelid region. In the distant past, this area possessed a prosperity not inferior to Limgrave."

"No wonder there are these treasures. After looting, we'll rebuild—"

Being keen on rebuilding was Frieren's consistent style. Melina was used to it. This one held a grudge against Yuankai and Zhoukai; she always wanted to revive things.

Since even the Lake of Rot could be purified, there probably weren't many tough nuts left in the world to crack.

As she was pondering, the silver-haired girl excitedly entered a basement beneath a flight of stairs. The dignified shardbearer immediately switched to a tiptoeing demeanor, curiously scouting the treasure chest inside before daring to open it.

What met her eyes was indeed the long-admired spell:

[Rock Sling]

[One of the gravity-controlling glintstone sorceries. Can summon and release boulders from the ground.]

[A gravity sorcery learned by Radahn in his youth.]

[His teacher was the Alabaster Lord with skin of meteorite.]

Compared to the specific performance of the spell, what concerned Frieren more was: General Starscourge also knew Rock Sling? What kind of scene would it be when a so-called demigod used it? It probably wasn't as simple as just summoning a few spheres on the surface.

The upper limit of this spell was likely quite high; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken a liking to it.

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