Elden Ring, building a legion of ashes

Chapter 66 The Dream of Becoming a Dragon Knight

"A lion hybrid?"

Xia Tong raised an eyebrow, her muscles tensed, and one hand was already on the summoning bell.

But in the end, Xia Tong slowly lowered her hand.

He noticed that the lion hybrid's complexion was very peaceful, even calm.

It lacked the ferocity and savagery of yesterday's battle.

The huge blood hole on his chest, which had been blasted and burned by "Golden Fury," had now scabbed over and healed, but a hideous, huge scar remained.

"You killed many of my people..."

The lion hybrid stopped ten meters away from Xia Tong, his voice low and deep:

"Alas... but you indirectly saved me and many of the remaining members of my tribe."

"We're even."

"If you ever fall into my hands in the future, I might consider sparing your life for the sake of this incident."

"clatter!"

As he spoke, the lion hybrid casually tossed over a small cloth bag.

Xia Tong reached out and caught it steadily.

"I found this by chance in Moen City. I don't know anything about this stuff, but maybe it will be useful to you."

Xia Tong squeezed the bag, not rushing to open it, but looking at him and asking:

Where are you going next?

"I don't know..."

A hint of confusion appeared in the eyes of the lion hybrid:

"I'll try my best to find a place suitable for a free and mixed-race lifestyle."

Why not go north?

Xia Tong suddenly spoke.

"The North?" The lion hybrid raised an eyebrow.

"The far north, the sacred snowfield."

Xia Tong slowly uttered a place name:

"There is a town called... Yidian."

"Ceremony Town..."

The lion hybrid murmured the name softly, as if pondering its profound meaning.

Then, he took a deep look at Xia Tong, turned around and left, slowly walking towards the dense forest below the hill.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned around halfway.

"Hey! Faded One, I know you're Xia Tong!"

"Remember this, my name is—Athrun!"

"Athrun?"

Xia Tong murmured the name, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips.

Then he wondered how he knew his name.

Suddenly, he remembered that during the fiercest moment of the battle, Elena had desperately cried out "Lord Xia Tong" in an attempt to save her father.

Looking at the lion hybrid Aslan, who had already disappeared, Xia Tong slowly opened the small cloth bag he had given her.

Gently pour it onto your hand.

It was a delicate, dark iron-colored amulet.

The relief patterns on the amulet are very detailed.

The main character in the picture is an ancient envoy, wearing a distinctive long robe and a cloak that covers most of his face, making him appear mysterious and unpredictable.

In his hand, he held a highly recognizable double-headed sword.

Xia Tong's eyes lit up.

This is—a double-headed sword amulet!

This is a top-tier amulet that can enhance the damage of the "final hit" in an attack combo.

For those who are good at using combos or specific weapon techniques, this is simply a godsend.

……

Ningmgefu, the blessed point north of Lake Yakir.

Xia Tong was excitedly burying her face behind a well-made bird's-eye view mirror.

This bird's-eye view is located on a high ground next to the main road, and it is simpler than the one in Moen City.

However, it is perfectly adequate for basic telescopic observation and surveying of the entirety of Lake Yaquil.

From the perspective of the bird's-eye view, it is a breathtaking behemoth.

It was a huge two-legged dragon.

It is the overlord that entrenched on the shores of Lake Yakir—the "Flying Dragon" Yakir.

With its ancient dragon bloodline, even in the monster-infested Nymgford, its combat power would definitely rank among the top.

Compared to the ancient dragons that have four legs and two wings, it only has two strong hind legs.

Its forelimbs have evolved into enormous wings, supporting it as it soars through the air.

In the image, its massive wing joints crash heavily into the muddy lakeside, supporting its enormous body and appearing majestic.

However, its wing membrane was not intact; there were many gaps and holes along the edges, as if it had experienced countless brutal battles.

Even so, when it spreads its wings, it still blots out the sky and can even cover a large area of ​​the lake.

Its scales are dry, lifeless rock gray or earthy gray, the marks of time.

"This is a dragon...this is a dragon!"

Xia Tong's voice was trembling.

The first time Xia Tong passed through this place, she already wanted to find traces of the dragon Yakiel.

But that time, nothing was gained.

But this time, he actually saw a dragon!

Although it was just an ordinary flying dragon, it couldn't compare to those ancient dragons with divine power.

But for Xia Tong, who had lived in modern society in her previous life, it was still very exciting.

That was a living dragon, after all!

A bold idea was vaguely lurking in his mind.

If one day I could tame a dragon, or even an ancient dragon, as my mount...

Could I become a dragon knight? Or a dragon mage?

Just imagining that scene made Xia Tong incredibly excited.

This is not impossible to achieve at the border.

Back then, "Son of Gold" Godwin defeated the ancient dragon Fulsancus, and the two turned enemies into friends, forging a deep friendship.

From then on, a group of elite human knights began to learn the ancient dragons' lightning arts and established the ancient dragon faith in the royal city of Rodel.

Xia Tong remembered that there was a legendary ashes at the border – the Ancient Dragon Knight Christopher.

Christopher was incredibly skilled; he once captured the ancestor of "Leg Extension" Grick.

If he can ride a dragon, why can't Xia Tong?

There is also the sister of "Dead Dragon" Fulsanx - Elder Dragon Lance Sanx.

Xia Tong remembered that she had the ability to transform into human form.

She once transformed into the form of a human woman and, as a priestess of the "Ancient Dragon Faith," personally communicated with human knights in the royal city of Rodel, teaching them the Thunder Prayer.

I only heard that she already has a man she deeply loves, the man who almost became the King of Elden—"Knight of the Round Table" Vic.

"but……"

Xia Tong touched her chin.

"If I can win her favor and talk to her, maybe I can get a ride... that wouldn't be a bad idea."

(¯﹃¯*)

Just as Xia Tong was drooling with anticipation, a timid voice pulled him back to reality.

"Hey! Passerby! Please help me!"

Xia Tong scratched his head, feeling somewhat irritated.

He looked around, but saw no one.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, why are you pretending not to hear me?"

"...Why is everyone like this?"

The voice became low and self-conscious.

"Am I really... that ugly?"

Xia Tong sighed.

He knew who it was.

That voice is so familiar, it's that of the tailor—Burke.

This Burke was also a character that Xia Tong couldn't let go of when he played games in his previous life.

I helped and encouraged him time and time again.

Ultimately, because of his inferiority complex and his desire to become "handsome," Xia Tong sent him to Queen Full Moon for rebirth.

Although he eventually became the beautiful person he wanted, he fell forever on the cold floor of the Grand Archives of the Realucalia Academy.

Xia Tong sighed softly and walked towards the sound.