Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

"The Golden Dynasty will last forever. At this time, General Latan of Galid, the 'Star Crusher', Nefeli Lu, the 'Storm King' of Stonewell, and Zero, the chief knight of the Caria faction of the Rhea Lukalia Academy, have come with their envoys to meet the King of Blessing!"

Boom boom——

Amid the deafening blast of trumpets and magical fireworks, the main gate of the city of Rodel slowly opened, and the welcoming team stretched all the way to the end of the street.

Of course, there were more than just soldiers standing like pine trees. Among the crowd on both sides, there were also many golden people who appeared from nowhere.

Each of them wore an iron or silver mask on their face and talked to us.

"The delegation from the wild countryside actually chose this time to come to the Alliance. Could it be that they are here to beg for food in the Royal City?"

"Hey, did you see that? Half of these people are those barbaric faders, right?! Oh my god, there are also demi-humans! What filthy creatures!"

"The Crucible Knights... in the time of the previous king, they were all first-rate warriors! There are only two of them still alive in Rodel today, and there are actually four of them in this delegation?!"

"Is that General Latan of 'Star Crusher'? His aura is no less than that of the Crucible!"

"Who is that white wolf? It's too big! Is it a follower of the Storm King?!"

"······But, does anyone know the little guy in the middle? What's his name, Zero?"

——Angry!

——Atai is not a small person, right? Besides, no matter how you look at me, I am a little bigger than Nefeli!

······

Malicious, well-intentioned, surprising, countless discussions were like waves, continuously pouring into everyone's eardrums.

Everyone in the delegation looked very solemn and serious. The little Asian Berke couldn't help but shrink behind me.

Only Latan put his arm around my shoulder like a tourist and said, "Oh, look, Zero! That's the Great Ancient Dragon Gulan Sanx, right?! It's really huge!"

"Brother, you are really awesome. Aren't you nervous at all at this time?" I sighed.

Latan even asked back in confusion: "Why should you be nervous? Ah, you mean those talking voices? They won't shut up just because you're nervous, so there's no need to care."

“...Isn’t my hat too high? Is it really not a big deal to be the chief knight of the Kalia faction of the academy?” I complained in a low voice.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Among the people left in the academy, you are the strongest, brother Zero. It's most appropriate for you to be the chief."

In short, under the watchful eyes of the Golden People along the way, our delegation crossed the long street and climbed the long steps leading to the royal palace.

Burke, the Wolf King, Laya, and the others who were transporting the Gift of Union, separated from us again.

Latan, Nepheli and I, representing the heads of three different territories outside the Yatan Plateau, took Hertok and several other forges as guards and continued to go to the Golden Tree Cathedral to meet the King of Blessing.

This place is similar to the long street. There are not only knights guarding Rodel, but also many people wearing golden masks.

The "Blessed King" Monggot had his back to them, gazing at the golden tree outside the cathedral.

After hearing the summoner's voice, he slowly turned around, and the moment his eyes met mine, Monggot couldn't help but smile.

"King of Golden Blessing, Knight Kalia, Zero, comes to see you." I stepped forward, bowed, and performed the knight's salute.

And Latan and Nepheli followed my lead.

Mengget nodded: "Everyone, please don't be polite. You have come from afar and are willing to put the overall interests of the border area first, put aside the hatred and prejudice of the past, and unite with us, the Golden Dynasty, to discuss major issues. I, Mengget, am very grateful."

"The borderland is in decline, the ring is broken, and the natural order is in chaos. Everyone living on this land is in danger." I said, observing the people wearing golden masks. "Now, there is no point in continuing to fight. The most important thing is to find a way to repair the Elden Ring."

No one objected to my vote.

——This is a bit surprising. Shouldn’t those nobles have some rejection voices?

——I’ve already prepared what to say next.

Monggot nodded and continued, "Very good! I, the golden 'King of Blessing' Monggot, hereby announce that the Royal City of Rodel, Rhea Lukalia, Stonewell and Red Lion City will join the alliance from now on to discuss the restoration of the Elden Ring! Save the border area!"

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause in the cathedral, but there was also a hint of coldness in it.

"You all have come a long way from Gaileid, and you must be very tired. Take a good rest today, and we will discuss important matters together tomorrow."

After that, Mengget personally took us to the reception hall.

The tables here are already piled high with delicious meats and a wide variety of drinks, making one's mouth water.

The melodious sound of the flute filled the hall. In the corner, there were oracle apostles who looked like the Snow King of Mixue Ice City, forming a band.

——Hey, hey, hey, is it really okay to ask them to come?

——If you accidentally blow a few bubbles, the whole hall will be blown to pieces.

Amidst another congratulatory speech from the "Blessed King" Monggot, the joint conference was held in a lively atmosphere.

As soon as I saw the wine, I started to have a headache and quietly hid in the corner of the hall.

Fortunately, there was someone more eye-catching in the hall.

Nepheli and Latan, they drank and ate meat with Rodel's knights, and for some unknown reason, they started to compete with each other in drinking capacity.

——It seems that ever since they met in Stonewell, the two of them have been at odds with each other, and they have to compete in everything.

The colleagues from the mission's furnace and the royal city had not seen each other for a long time and had a pleasant chat.

However, the nobles were indeed different from the lively and bustling Knights of Rodel. After they approached me and toasted me with a few glasses of wine as a courtesy, they still huddled together and whispered to each other.

"Zero." Mongert came up to me with a glass of wine in his hand.

"Teacher, it seems that the progress here in Rodel Royal City is also very smooth." I clinked glasses with him with a smile.

"I guess so. Besides, I also managed to get the expedition to the snowy plains and burn the golden tree from that group of nobles." Mongget said calmly.

But this information was shocking: "Huh? Is this true? Those conservative nobles actually agreed to burn the tree?! Ah, could it be that you, teacher, told them about the Golden Thorn?"

Monggot nodded. "If it weren't for this, they would never have agreed. The stronger the golden bloodline, the more they can feel that everything in the border area is rapidly declining, and each generation is inferior to the previous one... This can be said to be related to the fundamental interests of those nobles."

Mungert's words immediately reminded me of Greg.

The first generation of Ge Fulei and Queen Marica had the power to create the world, conquering the border areas of the north and south and establishing the Golden Dynasty;

The second generation, not to mention the two sons of God born from the self-fertilization of the golden prince Godwin and Marika, the evil twins, Mungot and his younger brother Mung are also first-class powerful warriors, guarding Rodel and having made great achievements in battle.

When it came to the third generation, Xiao Ge, he was defeated in the defense of the royal city and was beaten to his knees begging for mercy when he met Marennia. He was even called the weakest demigod by countless people.

Xiao Ge may indeed be an exception, but the decline in power of offspring is indeed intolerable for the nobles with golden blood.

After all, after achieving [Eternity], the best bargaining chip at the border is power!

If you want the nobles to eventually become wanderers, or even immortals, they will absolutely not tolerate it.

The existence of the golden thorn meant that the magic ring could not be repaired, so the final outcome was almost certain.

Under such circumstances, the nobles would try their best to save the situation and agree to continue to support Monggot as king, even though he was the son of evil omen that they hated.

After all, in the defense of Rodel, Mungert had indeed made great achievements and his strength was impeccable.

"But anyway, our plan is going well and will continue in the future." I said with a smile, "Let me give you a toast, Mr. Mungert, you have worked hard."

Mongget also smiled and said, "Well, I'll toast you a glass as well, Zero. From now on, I'll have to trouble you...it may be more difficult."

"Well, I'll try my best."

Hey~