Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Fire is hope.

Under the illumination of fire, mankind is able to pass through the darkness and wait for the light of dawn.

The one who carries the fire is prepared to endure until the dawn for everyone, even if it means burning himself.

“······What a nice name, Firebringer.” Roger said softly with a chuckle.

This made me feel a little embarrassed. After all, I just said such a name because I was just a middle school student. Thinking about it carefully, it was quite embarrassing: "Stop talking, someone is coming over, hurry up and do it."

Now, the two of us have put on the exile's armor and are in the kitchen in a corner of the Stonewell dining hall, pretending to cut meat and cook food.

Behind him, he heard footsteps and the exile soldiers shouting, "Hey, brother, is there any broth in the pot? Help us get a bowl. We are really thirsty today."

"Wait a moment~" Roger turned his head and glanced, then whispered to me, "Four people."

I scooped four bowls of soup from the pot, two bowls each for Roger and I, and served them to the exiles who were resting by the fireplace.

They took the soup and drank it without saying thank you.

——Really, if you don’t know how to be grateful, you will suffer a great loss~

After confirming that no one else was coming, Roger and I took out our pickaxes and hammers and hit each of these guys with lightning speed.

“······You, who are you?” Wow, there is still one guy who didn’t faint. He is quite strong~

"We are the Fire Bearers~" Roger added another blow, giving him a delicate and peaceful sleep.

——I always feel like this guy did it on purpose, and he said it so smugly.

I sighed and clapped my hands.

Several people immediately ran in from the second-floor door above the kitchen, and together with us, they carried the fallen exile and ran back upstairs.

Now, we have controlled the entire area from the city wall tower to the dining hall. Like this, we quietly replace the exiles who come to eat, so that our people can take the opportunity to infiltrate the central square and various entrances and exits.

"This is the last batch, and there is one more." After taking off the exile's armor and changing it on our people, Roger breathed a sigh of relief and asked me with a smile, "So, are you ready? It's almost time for us to set off, hero."

I couldn't help but blurt out the following rubbish: "Don't set any flags for me, or else the hero will turn into a coward in the end."

It is impossible to say that I am not nervous.

Although I always complain about Xiao Ge, and as a BOSS in the early stage of the game, his stats and difficulty are not high and he is often teased and ridiculed by the A-Tai.

But after all, this is reality now, and I only have one chance to challenge it.

What’s more, what’s different from the past is that this time, what I’m carrying on my shoulders is no longer just my own life, but the lives of a group of people who trust me and place their hopes in me.

There is no retreat and no room for failure.

If I fail, I'm afraid everyone will be buried with me under the cover of night tonight, and will never be able to wait until dawn.

······Can I really bear this weight?

"Zero! Can you give me that extra set of armor?" Hertok suddenly spoke, calling me back from my daze.

"Ah? Um... Hector, aren't you wearing your own forge armor?" I was a little curious.

"This time, I am only assisting you on my own initiative, not as a Crucible Knight." Hurtok quickly changed his armor and knocked his chest with his fist. "As a warrior, I promise you that no one will interfere with your duel with the demigod tonight."

"Thank you, thank you." It was a bit unexpected that after arriving in Stonewell, it seemed that Hertok, who was supposed to be my enemy, was encouraging me.

Roger also patted my shoulder and said, "That's right, Zero, just focus on the battle and don't worry about us."

Even Edson Hyde said to me after a moment of silence: "Lord Zero, we are all prepared to throw ourselves into the fire just like you. What we are doing is to save the city. Even if we still cannot survive the darkness tonight, we will never regret it. There will be glory to crown us in the future, so Lord Zero just needs to think about his own affairs."

"Okay, good, everyone stop talking. If you continue talking, I'm afraid the pressure will exceed the limit, so I'll just leave first." I quickly stopped everyone who was trying to comfort me.

Roger couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hey, hey, hey, General, is it really okay for you to say something like this before the battle?"

"You're the only ones here anyway. If I don't say it out loud, I'll feel uncomfortable and unhappy." I closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths, and recalled several moves that Greg would use in the game. Then I calmed down and said, "Okay! Let's go!"

Walked through the dining hall and out of the small door of the warehouse.

Tonight, the storm in Stonewell is still roaring, the sky is gray and the clouds are rolling.

Several exiles held torches and wandered around the central square, like wandering ghosts, staring at the living.

As planned, we headed towards the exiles' position.

No one was suspicious, so it seemed the disguise was successful.

Looking towards the inner side of the square, at the path leading to the King's throne, I calculated that if I sprinted at full speed, I should be able to get there in less than half a minute.

Just wait for the right time...

when--

when--

when--

Suddenly, the sound of the ancient church bells completely broke the silence of the night, like a huge rock falling into the water, riding on the strong wind and spreading towards the entire Stonewell!

"What..." Before the exile next to me could react, I grabbed his shoulders and asked sternly, "Who are you?"

"Eh?"

It was not the answer I wanted. The next second, the straight sword pierced through his chest, and blood splattered onto the black ground.

"Faders! The Faders have infiltrated our community... Some bastards are rioting! They are in cahoots with the Faders!"

In an instant, the entire square was in chaos.

The companions who had already infiltrated the camp were also frantically attacking the exiles around them. Coupled with Roger's words just now, the exiles were completely confused about east, west, south, and north. Who was the real enemy?

"Damn it, who cut me?"

"Who the hell is this bastard Fader? Come out here!"

"Who are you anyway?"

"Ah? Why should I tell..."

······

Roger added fuel to the fire: "Assholes! They are all enemies, these guys are all enemies! Those who are attacking are all enemies! Don't let them go!"

"Who are you?" I put my sword against the back of the guy in front of me again.

The other party replied: "The Fire Bearer."

——Oh my god, we’re one of the same! Fortunately, we got the code right.

"Brother, let's go!" I quickly put away my sword and changed my target.

boom--

Hurtok stomped his foot hard, and the ground in front of him seemed to be lifted up by a huge force, with sand and rocks flying everywhere, cracks and depressions, which made the exiles who were rushing over lose their footing.

Then he swung his sword, blood splattered everywhere, and Hertok was like a chariot, galloping freely among the crowd.

——Luckily, this guy is one of ours. If he were hostile tonight, no matter how many people we have, we probably wouldn’t be able to break through the square.

but······

"Heltok, be careful not to hurt our own people." I couldn't help but remind him.

However, Roger supported Hertok's action: "Don't worry, even if he is wearing the exile's armor, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy is a complete monster. Our people are not stupid enough to go looking for Hertok. Anyone who rushes over must be an opponent."

——You’re right, is this what the Crucible Knight does?

Use powerful firepower output to attract and force opponents to fight with you on the battlefield to expand territory for your teammates. After all, if you leave it alone, you will only suffer greater losses.

This is the real taunt, what a cruel tank!

"Zero!" Hurtok yelled at me.

Before him, a challenging road to the presence of Lord Greg has been opened up.

"Next, leave this to us." Hertok used another sword to help me cut off the obstacles on the road. "Go challenge the demigod! And then seize the glory, warrior!"