Elden Ring: The Shattering!

Kaelith hadn't lost his mind; he clearly remembered that on the day he got promoted and got a raise, Blaidd had told him not to drink, and the two of them had met under very strange circumstances.

Even though the situation seemed fine, in that split second, his doubts were firmly grasped. This was very normal; Kaelith's achievements were classified as top-secret, and his rapid rise made it difficult to gather relevant intelligence.

Who was that person?

Kaelith hesitated for a moment, initially thinking of the Cuckoo Legion, but quickly dismissed the idea.

The disguise was flawless, and his psychological fortitude was strong. He could even hide from Fingercreeper's probing, meaning this was definitely a professional… Perhaps he was opening his mouth wide, forcing the sound of "enemy attack" down his throat.

It wasn't about fearing a disturbance in the Wu Long, Kaelith's identity was special… The defensive forces of the city wouldn't obey him to arrest someone higher-ranking than Blaidd… If the other party used a counter-strategy and directly framed him for rebellion, there would be no place for him to cry when the time came.

What now?

After a moment of hesitation, Kaelith's mind quickly began to work, and he immediately pursued the matter.

The two of them climbed the stairs into the city, and there was no obstacle or interference from Albinauric, but in the Werewolf's eyes, a trace of doubt appeared.

The inner city wasn't a place just anyone could enter; only the royal close servants could pass through… And this "gentle" young man wasn't listed in any data.

But his disguise was perfect, maintaining a cold expression, listening to Kaelith chatter incessantly, responding only occasionally, giving off an air that no one should approach.

It was this coldness that made Kaelith once again confirm that something was off about Blaidd. The latter's coldness almost seemed like a way to provoke others, showing an arrogant and proud side when dealing with those he was familiar with… And when they reflected on themselves, Kaelith realized that he and Blaidd shared an unusually close bond.

The two of them entered the Royal City, and neither the Troll nor the servants reacted. Kaelith, despite his usual strong mental fortitude, walked with no sign of suspicion, just like any other day.

Passing by the Moon Gazing spot, the three Magic Towers were near, but Glintstone Dragon Adula wasn't in its usual position. Kaelith looked up at the sky, knowing that this was the time the Glintstone Dragon went hunting.

Had he already stepped on the star points? Confirmed the trajectory of movements.

He thought for a moment, just as the Werewolf in front of him stopped.

"You can't come with me."

Still the same cold tone, facing someone like this, anyone with ordinary intelligence wouldn't dare say much.

"Alright, I'll wait for you to come back and drink." Kaelith smiled and waved his sleeve, noticing the Werewolf raise his right leg...

The moment the heel hit the ground, his smile froze on his face. The hand he had raised immediately retracted from the sword hilt, his thumb flicking out.

Bang——

A flash of cold light, the sword was drawn from the sheath, and the Killing Strike was made!

Kaelith pushed his body to its limits, suddenly, swiftly, and intensely. In almost an instant, the blade's edge slashed toward the opponent's waist...

And at the moment the blade was drawn, the towering figure in front suddenly leaned forward, reacting with a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person, rolling forward.

The blade passed by, cutting through several strands of fur. Kaelith's pupils gradually widened as he looked at the figure who suddenly leaped into the air.

What a fast reaction speed. Even if it is really Blaidd, don't think you can dodge my strike.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward to chase after the opponent. Moving like flowing clouds and flowing water, he adjusted his wrist and raised the long blade above his head, then firmly grasped the sword's hilt with his left hand.

Ashina Cross!

The blade swept through the air, forming two arcs of light that came together to form the character "十". Then, in the final moment, the large sword collided with the great sword.

Keng!!

The Werewolf bent at the waist, watching as the long blade and great sword scraped together, creating sparks. He was slightly surprised, but still remained cold.

"What are you doing?"

While asking this, his mind was constantly recalling, wondering when his identity had been exposed. Kaelith grinned, letting out a laugh that sounded like that of a villain.

"Blaidd, today is your day to die!"

What?

The assassin was somewhat confused. If Kaelith had directly revealed his identity, there would have been no need for pretense... This sounded like this swordsman and the Werewolf had some personal grudge.

So I haven't been exposed, it's just bad luck?

The organization hadn't gathered any information on this swordsman, and didn't know where he came from. They couldn't understand the relationship between him and Blaidd. After a moment of thinking, the assassin raised his right fist and punched.

BA~...

With a deep thud, the punch landed directly on the foot that Kaelith had planted on the ground. The force was strong, and both sides were forced to step back, but Kaelith twisted his ankle a few times, confirming that he could trust his position.

This was definitely not Blaidd, even with his strength. But compared to the force from that one strike which had cleaved several people in two, this was still lacking. It was also an extremely nimble movement, which made Kaelith think of enduring it.

The Werewolf slowly stood up, lifting the great sword onto his shoulder, and asked, speaking one word at a time: "Why are you trying to kill me?"

"You still have the face to ask?" Kaelith took a step forward, drawing the long blade from behind, shouting: "Just because you tried to take Ranni from me!"

With a direct slash, a sweeping hook, the blade flashed like a storm of rain and wind. The Werewolf continued to retreat, using agile footwork to dodge the sword's tip... If not for the wolf mask, his face would surely have been a mixture of frustration and helplessness.

Another dramatic love rivalry?

He knew Moon Princess's position in Carian, and he also knew that Blaidd was just a loyal dog, which was equivalent to two dogs fighting over the master's affection. Suddenly, an idea formed.

This person had average martial arts skills, first disarming him, then directly leading the target out, it would be better to act!

He glanced to the right at the cliff wall, where he could see a dozen or so ropes and hooks, and an invisible mental force sent back a piece of information.

"Lord Alecto, the plan has changed."

In a split second, Kaelith realized that after dodging the Werewolf's dozen or so strikes, the Werewolf stopped, suddenly leaping forward.

"Just you? Come and explain to me in front of the prince!"

This undoubtedly took the moral high ground, and the counterattack speed was extremely fast. Without a second thought, Kaelith raised his sword in front of his chest.

Keng!

The great sword clashed with the door, pushing him several meters to the side. His steps became a bit disordered, and with the momentum, Kaelith fell backward, feeling the tip of the sword brush past his nose.

A single strike missed, and the Werewolf saw the swordsman briefly touch the ground with both hands, flipping backward in the air, extending his body and throwing a series of throwing knives.

Ding ding ding...

The great sword flashed sparks, acting as a shield, blocking all the throwing knives. The Werewolf's lips curled up, revealing sharp canine teeth.

Accompanied? The technique is decent, but unfortunately, too weak!

Almost the moment Kaelith hit the ground, the Werewolf pounced like a tiger, forcing the opponent to jump with a strike near the ground. Without hesitation, he thrust his shoulder, using the momentum to slam into the chest.

Bang——Boom!

Kaelith was thrown backward a long distance, crashing into the already decayed building, completely collapsing it. It took him a while to slowly get up, wiping the blood from his forehead.

What power!

Compared to those knights who open their stance wide, this attacker had more of a grip on him, with a more solid body and relatively sharp skills.

"With such a commotion, you're not really sleeping, are you?" He used his remaining eye to glance several hundred meters outside the Magic Tower, focusing intently on the advancing Werewolf.

"Give up. I'll plead with the prince to spare your life."

The cold words came, and Kaelith wiped the blood off his forehead, revealing a victorious smile: "It's useless. I've already pledged my life to Ranni. Even if you deal with me, her heart belongs to me!"

A?

Upon hearing this, regardless of whether this Blaidd was real or fake, he was stunned, and then he saw several bricks flying toward him from the opposite side.

Bang!

The great sword directly swept the bricks into dust, which burst like smoke and exploded in front of him, momentarily obscuring his vision.

Not good, distracted.

In such a fast-paced fight, he had already been distracted twice. His pupils widened slightly as he saw the floating dust in midair crystallizing into ice.

Frost Slash!

Kaelith slashed, his sword cutting through the frost-covered objects, and with a swing from the left, he struck the ground, immediately creating a blooming ice flower.

The Werewolf's ankle was frozen, but he didn't panic. He quickly swung his sword at the opponent. Just as it was about to hit, the other person vanished from his sight.

Bloodhounds Step!

Having prepared in advance, Kaelith slid to the side, displaying his first strike, half-sitting on the ground, then dodging the Werewolf as he turned and swung his second sword, shooting up with a flurry of loose hairs in the air.

The force from his feet traveled through his waist, and with both hands, he swung the great sword—

Head smashed!

With the fusion of man and sword, the blade pierced through the central gap, going straight for the Werewolf's jaw.

But the latter had already raised his head. Even with the cold blade nearly at point-blank range, he remained unflinching, simply releasing his great sword. Before his left foot could fully freeze, he took a step back, holding the sword tightly against his chest.

"Got you!"

The two of them were tightly locked together. Kaelith felt a pair of iron claws pressing on his side, causing his ribs to ache, with a foul smell filling his nostrils. His sword, pointing upwards, could only slash through the air, no matter how he tried.

At this distance, no martial arts technique could help, and in an instant, Kaelith grinned.

"Did you think you could capture me as bait?"

!?

The Werewolf widened his eyes in surprise, seeing a complex pattern appear, and a glowing orb floated into the sky.

This is...

"Magic Downpour."

The orb rose into the sky and transformed into crystals that fell down, magnifying in the Werewolf's eyes. At the same time, Kaelith released the sword handle and pulled both hands back, hiding his entire body inside the Werewolf's large frame.

The Werewolf instinctively tried to dodge, but his right thigh, frozen and reminding him of what had just happened, involuntarily let out a sharp female voice: "You dare to deceive me!?"

[ TL/N : HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Hey, why don't you try supporting me a bit on this special occasion? Hehe~ :3 ]