Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Unexpectedly, just wanting Lance Shanks to do me a small favor and take me over the magnificent walls of Rodel, I caused this ancient dragon to become furious, and its head rumbled along with the dark clouds in the sky.

"Please listen to my argument, the beautiful Lance Shanks." I had to find a way to appease this ancient dragon first. After all, I suffered a great loss the last time I ran into her when I just climbed up the Yatan Plateau.

Besides, the terrain here is open. Not to mention the ancient dragons, even if it is Nimgefu's Yakir flying dragon, there is no restriction on the opponent's ability to fly. Such terrain is invincible to these highly mobile units soaring in the sky.

After all, they won't land stupidly and then never fly again like in the game.

Fortunately, Lance Shanks was a good communicator. After stopping the thunder, he glared at me and said, "Tell me your reasons."

"We talked about this last time. If we want to find your brother Fransanx, the most important thing is to start with Prince Godwin, right?" I swallowed my saliva, calmly found a reason, and analyzed it to the ancient dragon. "So, my companions and I investigated the 'Night of the Black Knife Conspiracy', but the mysteries are still numerous, making it difficult to find clues... Therefore, I have to enter the royal city of Rodel and investigate the place where Prince Godwin was killed and buried. Only then can I find the whereabouts of Fransanx. I hope that Lord Ancient Dragon will understand!"

"What you said seems to make sense."

My eyes lit up with excitement: "Then..."

"But no, no!" Lance Sanx slapped the ground hard and stood up. "I am the ancient dragon Lance Sanx. How can I let the weak sons of you ride on my head casually!"

——Damn, this brother-obsessed dragon, can’t this convince her?

I was also unhappy and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Lance Shanks is a stingy guy. I didn't say I wanted to ride on your head. You can sit on your back, too!"

"... It's not about where to sit! This is the dignity of us ancient dragons!" Lance Sanx was so anxious that he changed his habit of speaking and stamped his feet again, "Besides, Zero, you little bastard, what do you think the place we agreed on is? Is it the gathering place of you Faded Ones?"

······Huh?

Confusedly, I looked in the direction Lance Shanks turned his head, and saw a small tent set up nearby. The "Blood Finger Hunter" Yura, who I hadn't seen for a long time, was lighting a fire and preparing for dinner as the sun set.

——By the way, Yura, since you are here, why are you just standing there watching?

"Uh..." It's hard for me to find a reason. After all, it was me who recommended Yura to come here, and it was also to avoid his death. "After all, Lance Shanks is so beautiful and so powerful. Anyone who hears about it will want to come and take a look."

"..." Gu Long was silent for a moment, then roared loudly again, "Don't think that you can deceive my promise with sweet words, son of man!"

"What I said is all from the bottom of my heart! Lance Shanks is the best, Lance Shanks is the best~" I activated the magic card "Shameless".

But Lance Sanx used "Ancient Dragon's Roar" again to clear the effect of our flattery: "Ah! In that case, the evil man over there was also brought by you, Son of Man, Zero?"

——The most evil person? Huh?

I turned my head in confusion, only to see that while we were arguing, a figure had unknowingly appeared on the Thunder Hill.

"Ahhhhhhhh~ Oh, my God, what a gorgeous dragon!" The other party stared at Lance Shanks as if he had lost his soul.

She herself was wearing a set of crimson armor that looked like a blazing flame, with a cloak that looked like dragon wings on her back. The pitch-black helmet and leg armor also made her look like a fire dragon incarnate.

——“Pure Purple Blood Finger” Eleonora, how come this woman appears here?

...Ah, could it be that since just now, she had vaguely felt that someone was following her? Was it her?

"What an unpleasant smell! How disrespectful!" Lance Shanks spoke coldly, and the sky seemed to respond to her mood again, causing red thunder to roll and flash in the clouds.

Yes, Eleonora is a powerful warrior who is proficient in many dragon-feasting prayers. To this end, she must have swallowed a lot of dragon hearts and performed the dragon-feasting ceremony.

Thus, to the ancient dragon Lance Shanks, she was certainly a sinful and dangerous being.

Considering that Lance Shanks could smell the fresh scent of dragon blood on me from a distance and flew to the hill near the golden tree to call me to account, I'm afraid that when Eleonora stepped into the territory of Thunder Calling Hill, she had already sensed me.

I was the only one who was still stupidly unaware and ran all the way here with Eleonora... When I thought about this carefully, cold sweats broke out on my back.

——When did I actually get the traitor's script and bring the Eighth Route Army... No, I brought the Japanese devils into the village!

Lance Shanks just got angry with me, which was really a great favor from this ancient dragon.

To be honest, in this situation, even if she wanted to fight me right away, I would have nothing to say.

——······No, I still have something to say. I really don’t know when Eleonora followed me!

The woman stretched out her hand and summoned her double-headed knife. The sky gradually darkened, and the deep red double-headed blade seemed to be dripping with blood as it slowly approached us.

Even through the helmet, one could feel this guy's red, crazy eyes staring at Lance Shanks unscrupulously, as if a hunter had found the best prey in the world: "Ah~ breathtaking ancient dragon, I want it so much, I want to have the same power as you! Let me deprive you of it! Let me plunder it! The power of the dragon!"

As she spoke, the woman's steps became faster and faster, laughing ferociously, and she rushed towards Lance Shanks.

bass--

But suddenly a silver light flashed past and forced Eleonora to stop.

"I finally found you, Eleonora." Yura asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember me?"

"Who is it?" Eleonora clicked her tongue impatiently at first, but when her eyes fell on the incredibly long sword, she was surprised and delighted, "Eula? This long fang... You are Eula, right! Eula, look, it's the ancient dragon! The dragon we've been looking for! As long as, as long as we seize their power, we can become the strongest! Become the true King of Elden! Then, Monet, Schwagot and the others will be able to..."

“That’s enough, Eleonora.” Yura shouted, interrupting the other person’s words. His voice was trembling slightly under his hat. “That’s enough, Eleonora, stop. If you continue to perform the Dragon Feast, you will turn into an incurable monster!”

"... Monster?" Eleonora obviously couldn't understand what he said.

"Have you not seen it? Those lava earth dragons turned into that appearance because they performed the Dragon Feast too much! So, stop, Eleonora!" Yura pleaded and lamented, "And, even if you pursue power, you don't have to be bound by blood fingers and let your wings be stained!"

"Then, what about Monet, Schwagot and the others?" Eleonora's tone suddenly turned eight degrees colder.

"They are already dead and can't come back, Eleonora." Yura slowed down his voice, took a breath, and then continued, "So, don't be obsessed with it anymore... If you really want to become the King of Elden, I am willing to defeat the others with you."

"..."

"Come back, Eleonora."

"······I thought you would understand me." Eleonora suddenly raised her head, and I only saw a scarlet knife light flash past Yura.

The next second, several bleeding wounds appeared on the old hunter's body. He staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Eula!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

Eleonora ignored Yura and opened her arms to the ancient dragon Lance Sanx, shouting with a smile on her face: "Beautiful ancient dragon, let me plunder and strip you of your power! I will enjoy everything you have with gratitude, just give me your dragon heart!"