Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

The early morning in Lienya is always filled with a light mist, like a tuft of thin cotton covering your eyes.

At the main road between Stonewell and the Lake District, the Cuckoo soldier yawned, staggered out of the camp, and patted the shoulder of the brother on duty: "Hey, what's going on?"

"Same old, what could be going on?"

"Didn't a fader try to break in yesterday? I thought he would attack at night."

"Haha, that guy? Seeing how he ran away, I guess he won't dare to come again." The Dujuan soldier who was on duty all night couldn't help but yawn, "I won't say anymore. I'm going to go back and rest first."

"Hmm... Hmm?" Something seemed to have slipped away with the night duty soldier, causing the soldier on shift change to turn his head. "Hey, why are you carrying a stone pillar back?"

"Stone pillar? What stone pillar?"

"The one next to you."

The soldier on duty also looked around curiously, and sure enough, he found a small stone pillar covered with moss in the corner of the tent: "This pillar..."

——No, don’t come any closer!

——Be careful or the stone pillars may suddenly jump up and hit you!

After looking for a long time, perhaps without finding any problems, the soldier on duty could not help but ask his brother: "This pillar is really a good pillar. Hasn't it always been here?"

"Huh? Really?"

"Maybe it's used to hold down the tent, who knows." The soldier on duty spread his hands and continued to go to the campfire for rest.

The Dujuan soldier who was on shift seemed to accept this reason. He turned around and continued his duty while muttering.

——Very good, very good, the Mimicry Veil is indeed a great infiltration tool!

——Yes, that stone pillar is it!

——ko no Ling da!

Originally, I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to be successful. Although soldiers in reality don't blow horns and call friends to gather around a pillar, they also can't recognize the magic of the mimic veil.

——How lucky~

I continued to disguise myself as a pillar, quietly sticking to the corners of each tent and moving forward in circles.

Wow, there are so many Dujuan soldiers guarding here, one, two, three... there are more than twenty people in total, which is even more than the guys stationed in the ruins in front of Nimgefu's checkpoint.

Moreover, each tent is filled with boxes and frames. In the game, A Ti can't take any of them, but in reality these are real supplies!

If you want to force your way through this level, you really have to think carefully.

--Um?

Suddenly, my foot was tripped by something, and when I looked down, I saw the shrunken corpse of a magician. Because of my kick, something leaked out from the chest, and it flickered in my eyes.

——It must be some kind of treasure!

There is another major difference between the real world and the game world, which is that the treasures will not be clearly displayed in the form of light balls to remind players to pick them up.

However, Ah Dai's eyes seem to have a natural ability to recognize. Special props will appear in different colors in my eyes: for example, weapons covered with war gray will shine with a faint white glow, while ordinary weapons have no characteristics; for example, the fluorescent glow in front of my eyes.

I looked around and saw that no one had noticed me, so I bent down carefully, pinched the two pages of paper between my fingers, and pulled them out.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" Suddenly, someone asked in my ear.

——Oops, the mimicry veil is ineffective?

- Don't panic, in order to deal with this situation, I am wearing a set of cloth soldier clothes that can be found everywhere.

So, I continued to lower my head, groping for the wizard's corpse, and pretended to say, "I am dealing with this corpse, sir. If the stench continues, it will be unbearable."

"Really?" The other person's footsteps seemed to be fading away.

But just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, this guy turned around and yelled: "······No, why are you wearing a bowler hat? You, you are a fader!"

Combat skills——hound sword skills!

Without saying anything, I quickly took care of the guy in front of me with one move.

——Damn it, who told you to have such good eyesight!

"Hey! Something's happening! There's a Fader over here!"

"What? Where did you get in from, bastard!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the camp.

I could vaguely hear someone stamping his feet in anger: "I knew there was something wrong with that stone pillar! Ugh!"

Pong!

Oh no, these guys are throwing dalkonium again!

"Torret!" I quickly dodged and blew the spirit horse whistle.

Torrett quickly got out from under me, carrying me in two agile jumps, stepping directly on the tent, avoiding the pyroxene attack, and jumped out of the spiked wooden fence of the camp, then took me away.

All that remained was the dull sound of the horn in the mist, carrying the same dampness.

"Phew, I finally got through. Well done, Torrett!" I patted my beloved horse's neck.

Torrett also neighed briskly.

In a blink of an eye, we ran down the hillside, and the soil under our feet gradually became muddy.

Looking around, the Lienya Lake area, perhaps, should be called a swamp area: the lake water is shallow, never reaching the knees all year round; the shore area is covered with lush vegetation, with a touch of orange-red fire in between, and the melodious sound of the huqin can be heard from there.

I rode my torrent over and saw the old merchant stop playing the piano, look up, and smile: "Oh, another customer? What do you need? Although, the old merchant can't say that everything is perfect."

"Do you have any lanterns?" I dismounted, looked at his stall, and asked.

"Lantern? Oh, you mean a portable lighting lamp, right?" The old businessman looked embarrassed again, "I'm sorry, the last stock was bought by a customer not long ago..."

——Tsk, it must be that “Crazy Fire Us”!

Now I began to doubt again, could it be that this guy has already looted most of Lienia's props?

"However, if you need it, the old merchant can make another one."

"Oh, really?" I was overjoyed.

After all, there are quite a few pitch-black caves and underground spaces in the Magic Ring. In the early stages, you can use torches for lighting, but later on, it is safer to free up your hands and equip yourself with weapons.

After all, the damage of the torches was too low, and the additional combat skills were just a joke;

As a mentally retarded... mentally retarded warrior, Ati usually has few extra talent points in the early stage. He will increase his intelligence value to fifteen just to be able to use the magic - Starlight.

Therefore, portable lighting can be said to be an indispensable prop.

I quickly asked, "So, how much does it cost to make a reservation?"

"The original price of the portable lighting lamp is 1,800. If you are willing, please give the old merchant an extra 200. I will definitely make the best lighting lamp for you."

"Two thousand runes? No problem!" I condensed the extra runes, but soon my face changed.

——Oh no, after the battle with the Tree Guard, I basically never went to fight Rune.

——Moreover, all the runes guarding the tree were taken away by the White Wolf King Fenlig, leaving him with nothing.

“...Ahahaha, just a few cents short~” I scratched my head awkwardly. “Old businessman, wait a moment, I’ll get the Rune right away.”

Without waiting for a response, I quickly mounted Torret and rushed towards Lake Lienya.

There is no other way. Now that I am here, I will go find the map stele and light up the southern coast area of ​​Lienia.

Then, go find a few Platinum Sons to kill Rune.

——Oh, this thought immediately came to my mind. I am gradually integrating into this chaotic world.

Driving the Torret, we kept moving forward along the stone path vaguely visible under the water. It felt like we had been running for a long time, but there was still no trace of the map stone tablet.

The fog in the lake area seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. I couldn't reach my destination for a long time and I felt a little dizzy.

Subconsciously searching for the Rune Magic Map in my mind, the feedback I got was even more vague than the fog.

——Ah, no, I feel really dizzy.

In a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of bells calling from the distant other side.

Ding-a-ling······Ding-a-ling······