Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

The middle of the night, the woods, and the sound of a cry for help without a human voice would be a strange story no matter where it happened.

This is true even in a world filled with magic and swords.

Galie once mentioned to me inadvertently that I should not get close to those talking trees, otherwise they would use sweet words to deceive the passers-by, and then turn those fools into nutrients under their feet, or change into their appearance and become one of them.

Now, that inconspicuous little tree is complaining in front of me: "Hey, why do these people pretend not to see me? ... As expected, if I were an ugly subhuman, I would get no response?"

As a staunch materialist, today I will teach you how to get rid of superstitions!

Look at me rolling, hey!

The dwarf tree rustled as I rolled, as if startled: "Eh? Is there anyone here? Please help me."

Huh, weird.

In the game, if you roll towards a tree, it will reveal its true form. But why is it still in the form of a tree?

Could it be that I rolled in the wrong posture?

"Wait a moment, I'll rescue you right away." This time, I decided to aim at the trunk of the dwarf tree and roll directly on it.

Hey!

"Stop! Stop! Stop! It's going to break! It's going to break! My waist is going to break!" The dwarf tree cried and screamed, and even pushed me aside.

But the strange thing is that this guy still hasn't changed back to his original appearance.

"That's not right. Is there some kind of bug?" I scratched my head in confusion. "What's going on?"

The other party also shook the branch and said helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know much... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, kind person. My name is Burke, as you can see, I am a subhuman."

As you can see, what a big head! I complained in my heart, and then said, "I am a passing fader, Burke. Can you tell me how you became a tree?"

"Tree? Ah! I was turned into a tree! No wonder I can't move and no one wants to pay attention to me!"

...Uh, could it be that the real Burke is a super idiot?

But speaking of it, the demi-humans in the Elden Ring do seem to have low IQs and are even unable to communicate. As a tailor, Burke is probably the representative of geniuses in the species.

Burke continued to tell me: "...Oh, I don't know why, but I was not welcomed by the other people in the cave and was driven out...Then, I was turned into a tree."

"Was it the guy in the cave who transformed you?" I tried to reason, thinking that perhaps the answer to why it cannot be changed back can be found in Burke's memory.

Burke pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "To be honest, I can't remember it clearly."

"Then you should sort out what you remember first."

"I remember... I remember that after I got out of the cave, the outside world was full of dangers... I had no choice but to run, run, and run until I got to this place... Because I was so tired, I hid in the bushes and slept for a while. I don't know how long it was, but when I woke up, I couldn't move anymore."

"······Are there any other memories? For example, who you met before going to bed or something like that." If we only talk about magic, the strongest magician in Nimgefu should be Teacher Se Lian, and the place where she is hiding is not too far away.

But a teacher shouldn’t be this kind of little devil who plays mischief.

Moreover, Burke's answer was beyond my expectation: "Mother!"

"Eh?"

"I, I seemed to dream about my mother in my sleep." The dwarf tree seemed to sway slightly embarrassedly, "... It's a bit embarrassing to say, but I seemed to hear the lullaby my mother sang to me when I was a child, and she also said..."

"What else did you say?!" I asked quickly.

"He also chanted some kind of spell and told me to protect myself well."

A spell? Maybe that's the point.

"Do you remember the spell?"

"... I'm very sorry. I, I don't remember it very clearly." Burke's voice gradually became low. "After all, I'm so useless. Even when I'm hunting, I always fail to catch anything. That's why everyone hates me."

Uh, how should I put it?

Even a guy like me, Ah Dai, seemed to be only able to bully little rabbits some time ago, and couldn't even catch up with goats and wild deer.

"Well, don't worry about this kind of thing. Just live your own life." I counseled him carelessly, and drew out my straight sword. "Since rolling alone doesn't work, then, let's start the experiment!"

"Eh? You, what are you going to do?"

"First of all, of course, it's the slashing attack!"

I chopped casually, of course only cutting off a few thin branches of the short tree to avoid hurting it.

But even so, Burke was already screaming: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Stop it, please stop it, and think of another way!"

"Next, it's time to roast the fire!" I took out a torch and burned a leaf on the bush.

Parker once again screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Hot! Hot! Hot! It's burning to death! I'm going to be set on fire! I'm going to be set on fire!"

"It seems it still doesn't work." I extinguished the flame in disappointment.

And Burke asked weakly: "...Lord Faded One, I dare to ask, are you brought here from the Gmir volcano?"

I was a little confused: "No, why do you ask?"

"It's just that I recalled what my mother once said, that the people in that area are very good at using all kinds of terrible means to force confessions from people. When I was a child, she used this method to scare me..."

"Oh~ Then the next step is water torture."

"Eh?"

"But I don't want to pee now. Torrett!" I snapped my fingers, but Torrett ignored me.

Burke was so scared that he said, "Please forgive me, this is absolutely not allowed!"

"I'm just kidding." I took Torrett and got on the horse. "Yakil Lake is nearby. I'll go get some water. I'll definitely find a way to help you, Burke."

Having said that, I rode away on my horse.

Uh, wait, I don’t seem to have a water tray or kettle or anything like that. How am I supposed to get the water back later?

"Eh-"

Suddenly, Torret's horse neighed loudly and braked suddenly at full speed.

"What's going on? Torrett."

I was about to ask this, but another set of horse hoof sounds responded to my doubts.

I saw a knight ahead on the road leading to Lake Yakir, who seemed to be born quietly from the darkness, driving a heavily armored horse and charging with a halberd in hand.

Oops, how could I forget about this!

The Night Cavalry, now the master of the royal city of Rodel, is also the nominal monarch of the entire border area - the royal guard corps sent by the Blessed King, specializing in monitoring and suppressing various turbulent forces.

Such a fellow would certainly not let go of the Faded One who attempted to lay his hands on the Elden Ring!

"Torret, run!" I pulled the reins and quickly turned to run away.

The sound of horse hooves behind me intensified, and the Night Cavalry was already chasing me, sweeping their long spears across, aiming straight for my head.

no solution anymore!

The familiar bridge in front of me, pull over to the opposite side.

"Torret, jump!" I gave the order quickly. Instead of continuing to fight with this guy on the road, it is better to use the terrain advantage to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Just like last time, Torrett performed a double jump in the air, first landing on the bridge pier on the left, and then landing safely on the river below.

"Gah!"

The Skeleton Squad that was not dealt with last time kept on bringing terror and scares.

After you become spirits, don’t you need to sleep?

In desperation, I could only continue to flee along the river.

Soon, he was about to shake off the skeletons, but Torrett stopped again.

No way, it’s this location!

A strong, pungent smell of blood permeated the bone-chilling air, which could even affect Torret's spirit, causing it to tremble in pain.

"It's okay, you step back first, Torret." I turned over and got off the horse, and patted its cheek twice to comfort it.

Torrett disappeared and returned to the spirit horse whistle.

Just like what happened dozens of times in the game, a figure rose from a pool of blood that was as muddy as mud at the other side of the deep darkness.

I took a deep breath silently.

Bloody fingers, coming!