Nepheli is the foster daughter of Sir Gideon. She wants to help Sir Gideon become the Elden Lord. But her past, of course, is not just that, although she has a lot of experience.
Because the "First Elden Lord" Godfrey's name was Hoarah Loux, the same surname as Nepheli, and even his title was "Warrior." This was no coincidence.
Moreover, Nepheli is closely connected to the Stormhawk. Her twin axes are called the "Stormhawk Axes."
After she obtained the "Ancient Stormhawk King's Ashes," she thought about her first hawk and mentioned a storm in her hometown.
Even more intriguingly, the Storm King of Stormveil City was defeated in single combat by Godfrey. But the Storm King's fate after this was not mentioned. And even the Storm King had a different opinion about who he was.
The "Stormhawk Wings"—Oleg and Ingvall—never seemed to seek revenge against Godfrey. In fact, one submitted to the "Grace-Given Lord" Morgott, and the other defended Stormveil City until his soul returned to the Erdtree.
In the end, Nepheli was able to become the new owner of Stormveil City, the new lord of Limgrave, and one of the important supporting forces for the new Elden Lord, Nidhogg.
All of this is extremely chilling to think about.
Nepheli has always admired warriors. Upon learning that Nidhogg could defeat Margit, she was so impressed that she couldn't help but climb onto the windowsill, jump down from the second floor, and land steadily before everyone.
She calmly stood up, clipped her bloodstained twin axes to her waist, deliberately walked past the body of the Lost Knight, approached Nidhogg, and asked, "Are you now going to go against Godrick the Grafted?"
"Correct." Nidhogg pointed to a door in the distance, through which they could exit the atrium of Stormveil City and head to the courtyard before the lord's residence.
"In that case..." Nepheli's eyes flashed with uncontrollable excitement, and she smiled. "Will you let me help you too?"
"Godrick's 'grafting' behavior tarnishes the Golden Lineage too much. Even if I help, my foster father will surely turn a blind eye."
Nidhogg had no reason to refuse. With Nepheli, he would surely be more confident. He said, "Couldn't be better."
Nepheli smiled slightly, nodded to Nidhogg and everyone behind, and said, "Then let's go together without further ado."
So Nidhogg, Nepheli, and the others walked together through the atrium, passed through the porch, and entered the city lord's courtyard.
The courtyard was quite wide, but rather gloomy, with tombstones on all sides. Fallen leaves were scattered on the uneven stone brick floor. It immediately reminded Nidhogg of the Mausoleum in Castle Morne.
At the end of the courtyard stood a tall castle. Its gates were wide open, revealing the throne within the hall, symbolizing the position of the lord of Stormveil City and the lord of Limgrave.
No one was on the throne.
On the contrary, on one side of the courtyard, next to the corpse of a black wyvern that had long been dead, stood a giant figure, no smaller than Margit, naturally drawing everyone's attention.
The man was clad in a heavy black cloak, with long blonde hair hanging down, a faded crown on his head, and six slender fingers stroking the head of a terrifying wyvern, as if caressing a dead raven hanging upside down.
Some indescribable momentum made Slan, Azan, Serpico, and the Dabasha hold their breath. They involuntarily stopped and could only watch as Nidhogg and Nepheli walked forward.
The place they started from was no longer a battlefield they could set foot on.
"Oh, dragon, who are also a descendant, your power is undeniable... This can push me to a new level."
The man turned around, revealing a pale and aging face and a pair of contemptuous and arrogant eyes, staring at Nidhogg and Nepheli, who still dared to approach him.
With a CRACK!, he slowly pulled out a huge axe embedded in the stone brick floor—Godrick's royal axe—and spoke in a cold, ruthless tone.
The heavy cloak on his body slipped off, revealing his terrifying limbs and appendages, making him look like a huge spider. One of his hands held an axe, but it was much smaller than the royal axe.
"Presumptuous Tarnished, your arrogance is not small, causing such a big commotion in Stormveil City. Kneel down! I am the Golden King!"
He drove the royal axe into the ground, sending dust flying everywhere, and his eyes shone brightly.
This man is Godrick, one of the demigods. "Golden King" was his former name. Since he came to Stormveil City, the notoriety of "grafting" has become more widespread.
Nepheli was not about to be afraid, let alone kneel before Godrick. She drew the twin axes from her waist and eagerly wanted to try them.
Nidhogg first made all the necessary preparations. He took out his Golden Halberd and used Golden Vow on himself and Nepheli. He took out the Grafted Blade Greatsword and used Oath of Vengeance on himself.
Finally, he took out his Spirit Calling Bell and summoned two spirit ashes—the "Stormhawk Wings" Lost Knights Ingvall and Oleg.
FWOOSH—!
The two knights returned to Stormveil City. They were already familiar with the terrain from their encounter with Margit on the bridge. But now they looked at the courtyard and the castle to determine where they were.
However, their previous loyalties had changed. Now they were loyal to Nidhogg and wanted to fight for him.
Nepheli watched Nidhogg complete the entire process, slightly stunned. Then she looked down at the twin axes in her hand, and also at the hidden Flask of Crimson & Cerulean Tears. She couldn't help but feel a little outclassed.
As a warrior, as long as she had the twin axes in her hand, that was enough to defeat the enemy.
With the bonus of Golden Vow still on her body, Nepheli nodded to Nidhogg and was the first to charge at Godrick, demonstrating the wild bravery of a warrior.
Godrick pursed his lips and looked contemptuously at the advancing female warrior. He also stepped forward, dragging the royal axe in his hand, scraping sparks across the floor tiles!
He roared. The royal axe suddenly swung, slashing diagonally at Nepheli, raising a strong wind, extremely fast!
Nepheli was also suddenly shocked. Her twin axes struck together, blocking the cleaving royal axe. But she couldn't stop the immense force and strong wind transmitted by the turbulent impact. Her entire body was repelled by the royal axe and fell into a group of tombstones nearby.
CRASH—!
Her back hit a group of tombstones, shattering them one after another. Only then was she able to stop. Blood trickled from the corners of her mouth. Her chest, wrapped in animal hide, heaved.
I must admit, I was a bit careless. Mainly because my foster father and many Tarnished don't speak very highly of this demigod.
If there's still any debate about who is the strongest among the demigods, the weakest demigod is Godrick—there's no doubt about that.
However, in the end, he is a demigod, filled with the blood of Marika, Godfrey, Godwyn, and others. His strength cannot be ignored.
If not for Golden Vow enhancing her defense, she would definitely have been more seriously wounded at this time.
CRASH—!
After two explosions, Nepheli looked back and saw the spirits of the two Lost Knights, who had already summoned a whirlwind, suddenly pounce on Godrick!
At the same time, Nidhogg drew Bloodhound's Fang and stepped forward.
Closely behind him floated the female figure in a cloak whom Nepheli had never seen before.
Godrick glanced at the two Lost Knights rushing towards him. He couldn't shake the feeling they were familiar, but now he didn't care. He swung the heavy royal axe in his hand.
This royal axe, inherited from Godfrey, cleaved!
FWOOSH—!
The heavy royal axe was already heavy in Godrick's hands. He actually struck Ingvall and Oleg with one blow, knocking them out and sending them crashing into a crooked tree on the neck.
At that moment, Nidhogg and Melina appeared beneath Godrick's trembling robe.
Bloodhound's Fang was extremely sharp. With a sharp SCHLICK!, it pierced Godrick's thigh. Blood gushed for a time!