Equipment Printing School Mage
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But unfortunately, the two men in the team were not the type to swallow their anger and were absolutely unwilling to give in at this point - of course, she had not expected at first that Emiya could actually do this.
The mission was accomplished, Emilia breathed a sigh of relief and almost fell to the ground.
He doesn't care about winning or losing, but he is unwilling to admit defeat.
He didn't really care about success or failure, but he wasn't willing to give up without a fight. He had indeed tried his best, so the result didn't matter.
He really had no strength left.
Mars couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Despite the team's best efforts, they were only able to draw with Gunde in the end.
In other words, they successfully defeated Gond, the god of craftsmen.
Just as Gunde was about to say a few nice words, he saw the silver-haired girl who had been standing next to Emya struggling to stand up and looking at the God of Craftsmen with an angry face.
Silver's hand was almost cramping, but he still managed to point his finger at Gunde and shouted, "You cheated!"
Gunde's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The sensitivity of this chosen one of Mystra to magic seemed to be far beyond his imagination.
Emiya tried hard to cover Yin's mouth, but she still managed to say the second half of the sentence: "At the end, you used time stop, and during the stopped time, you used the magic! According to the rules, you can't use arcane magic!"
Time stopping and supernatural craftsmanship are undoubtedly arcane arts.
"It's Emya who wins, it's us!"
Gond did not answer immediately, but just stood there with his head lowered.
The fire in the hall grew stronger and stronger, and the roaring flames sounded like a person's heavy breathing.
At this moment, Xige felt that he could hardly utter a single word. No matter how eloquent he was, he could hardly utter a single word at this moment.
And the huge, indestructible hammer had returned to his hand at some point, and the element of destruction was surging around his hammer.
Gond's face turned pale and blue, and he gripped the long handle of the hammer so hard that it creaked.
After an unknown amount of time, Gond roared and angrily smashed the hammer into the furnace. The fire from the hammer fused with the flames in the furnace, illuminating the unwillingness on Gond's face with great clarity.
Amidst the earth-shaking vibrations, the piles of armor surrounding the God of Craftsmen tumbled to the ground one by one, like dominoes without support. They became a powerless heap of metal. However, Emya's armor pile managed to remain standing.
"Yes, I used arcane magic at the end." Gond closed his eyes and replied.
"I admit, in that match just now, I found that I couldn't surpass you using only non-magical skills and divine arts. The efficiency of the divine arts was truly beyond my expectations."
After admitting all this, he seemed to have unburdened himself. He simply sat down on the floor and waved his hand weakly at Emiya and the others. "I'm done for today! Tell me, what do you want? Let me be clear, this isn't a wish. If I'm not willing to give you what you want, then I won't give it to you."
Author's Note: Actually, Gond's Avatar looks like a blacksmith, but his highest class level in Edition 2 is a 27th-level wizard. Priests are only 20th level, and warriors are only 15th level.
So there is a long tradition of mages being blacksmiths (?)
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"I'll throw out the nasty words first!"
Although he said he would give a reward, there was no smile on Gunde's face.
Before Emiya and her group could speak, the God of Craftsmen dragged his divine hammer out of the furnace with a dark face, then raised the hammer and blasted a large amount of frost into each furnace.
Frost and flames collided, and the charcoal sizzled.
The hall that was originally ablaze finally returned to its original state.
After doing all this, Gunde was still angry. After turning around and looking at the stove closest to him, he suddenly said, "This stove is a bit old. It's time to replace it."
He swung his hand back.
The furnace that had just performed such a great service collapsed in a burst of lightning.
"…………"
Obviously, a god losing to a mortal in skills is not something that can be accepted lightly. And Gond is still in the stage of self-convince.
If they said the wrong thing at this moment and further angered Gond, then all their hard work would have offended a god simply for a few hundred sets of armor and some insignificant rewards.
But at this moment, Emilia's brain had almost completely shut down.
He could only sit on the ground exhausted, holding his head and gasping for air, but still felt that the oxygen he took in was not enough, and his eyes were full of stars. Yin was not much better at the moment, almost collapsed behind him, unable to move.
She rolled her eyes, putting on a frightened expression, and asked cautiously, "Lord Gond, can we... take a break first? Emiya and Yin are almost dead from exhaustion."
"... Humph. You're such a reckless guy. Your life was hanging by a thread last night, and you're still fighting to this extent today." Gunde looked at Emilia's sweaty face, let out a breath, and raised his hand slightly.
Emiya's fatigue was slightly dispelled by the divine power. He blinked and thanked Gunde: "Thank you for your help."
Gond waved his hand. A god naturally wouldn't lack such gratitude—of course, just because he didn't, didn't mean you couldn't refuse—"Let me make this clear upfront. I'll only agree to help you personally, or at least not with the Gond Church. I'll ignore vague requests that aren't directly related to you."
He paused, then said in a deep voice, "In other words, don't make any wishes asking me to help resurrect the Goddess of Magic, or to have the Gond Church take sides in the upcoming struggle. Don't even think about it. I will not allow the people of Gond to be dragged into this vortex, let alone push them into it myself. They are my believers, not my property."
"Similarly, asking me to help you become the king of Tethyr is impossible. Helping you destroy Cyre, and of course helping you revive the goddess of magic, are all impossible. Technology, items, advice... these things are possible."
Emiya tilted her head slightly.
Yin had never shown any interest in such verbal battles. As they became more familiar with each other, she became bolder and bolder. Now she simply leaned on his back, fast asleep from exhaustion.
"...Ah." Emiya sighed and asked with her untouched hand, "--Does each of the four of us get these rewards?"
"Hmm..." Gunde had clearly not considered this question before. And understandably so. Just a few minutes ago, the God of Craftsmen hadn't imagined he'd actually be defeated. He pondered for a moment, then replied, "After all, this is the result of the combined efforts of the four of you. If any of you need something, then of course I'll give it to everyone."
Hearing this, Mars raised his hand without hesitation and replied, "Emia and Silver deserve at least 90% of the credit for this competition. Please count my reward towards Emia's share."
This answer was not surprising. Gunde shrugged and said, "A paladin indeed."
Sig hesitated visibly, his eyes flickering between Gonde, Emmya, and the pile of armor. Then he raised his hand high: "I am the same as Mars."
This answer was too unexpected.
This answer astonished the few who were still awake. Gond's eyebrows nearly shot up to the sky. "How bizarre! A poet gave the same answer as a paladin?"
These two professions are at opposite ends of the spectrum of values. While bards can't be said to be particularly selfish, they are certainly not known for their altruism.
Moreover, this guy Xige made no secret of his greed for money, but he changed his ways in front of the true God?
Gunde replied angrily, "Don't try to be humble with me at this moment! I won't give you any extra rewards just for being humble. If you say you want to give it to Emiya, then I will give it to him, and there will be no regrets."
"Hey, I just choose to have a full meal every day over having a full meal every day." Sig pinched his waist, looking very proud.
Emiya rolled her eyes. Their team shared the spoils. As long as Gunde gave the reward to Emiya, Emiya would still have to share the money with the others. Anyway, Sig wouldn't lose out.
However, Sig's words seemed sincere, successfully fooling the God of Craftsmen. Gunde glanced at Emya with a complicated expression. "Well, the harmony within your team is truly astonishing."
The God of Craftsmen glanced at the snoring Silver and said, "I suppose she's not interested in the spoils?"
Emiya sighed and replied, "Magic scrolls, magical items, and the like should still be something that would interest him."
"You can tell by looking at it." Gunde waved his hand.
After this ordeal, Gunde finally calmed down. He stood up, walked around Emija, and said, "If it were a different group, I would probably invite you to join Gunde's church—but you guys...tsk tsk."
Gond kept shaking his head. "You're a paladin of Mystra, a chosen one of Mystra, and you're a wizard. Forget it. I don't want to live in constant fear after Mystra's resurrection."
"So, what do you want?"
Emiya fell into deep thought.
Purely regarding his personal affairs, what he wanted to know most was whether Gund could send him back to Earth.
However, there were two problems - first, the reward was earned by four people together, and he couldn't ask for a reward that was only related to himself.
Second, the crisis in Baldur's Gate has not been resolved yet, so we should do the most urgent things first.
However, Gunde also made it clear that the Gunde Church would not be allowed to join the battlefield.
"I have a question. The Gond Church is, after all, the largest church in Baldur's Gate. Can you guarantee that the Gond Church will not be involved in this? Will you order and force all Gond people not to join any party?"
Not getting caught up in it? Not being the center of the storm is a good thing.
The Silver Shield Duke of Baldur's Gate is the master craftsman of the Church of Gund!
"...What a question." Gunde's expression changed several times, and finally he could only sigh, "If they think they can hurt people with the hammer, then I won't interfere."
In other words, all Emiya can ask for are real things.
Emilia thought hard for a while.
With these hundreds of sets of armor, the Flame Fist's most urgent financial problem was alleviated.
And the Church of Gond, the greatest power, he had no recourse. The Apodales? They had everything they needed.
The restoration of the penitent? This is certainly important, but the problem is that it is not urgent enough.
It seems that it can only be used on himself.
Emiya pondered for a moment and asked, "Lord Gunde, I'm trying to study a spell called "Blade Splitting." I've got some ideas, but I'm still unsure. Do you have a way for me to learn this spell quickly?"
"The weapons are divided." Gunde pondered for a moment, then stood up.
"I've researched this spell. It's difficult for two reasons. First, how to read the experience from a weapon. Second, it requires a mere sixth-level spell to accomplish this feat. Overall, this spell is definitely not a regular sixth-level spell." Gonde frowned. "You want to use this spell to advance to the sixth level? You say you're confident? Seriously?"
Emilia was silent for a moment, then raised her head and replied, "Yes."
"...So arrogant. No wonder you were able to defeat me."
Gond looked around.
"Well, that's it." The God of Craftsmen stood up, stretched out his right hand, and clasped it towards the sky.
Yin, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.
This time, what was whistling was not magic.
Brilliant light extended from Gunde's body in strands.
Then, the light shone brightly, like the birth of a star.
However, this was only a brief moment.
What appeared in Gond's hand was an extremely plain half-hand sword without any decoration or scabbard.
Gond spoke, saying: "-Dance."
Then, in Emilia's astonished eyes, this ordinary sword suddenly came to life.
Although no one was holding it, it soared into the air as if it had been unsheathed.
The slender sword edge instantly crossed the air in the hall. The newly born half-sword was like being in someone's hand, waving in the air at a high speed, and the afterimage it left almost covered his entire field of vision.
Emiya clearly saw that the sword edge actually created sparks in the air!
Gonde reached out again, and the sword, as if possessed by consciousness, fell back into the hands of the God of Craftsmen. He then spoke, "The Dancing Sky Rune. A sword enchanted with this rune is called the Dancing Sky Sword. It is one of the most powerful runes in the world, capable of replicating the power and skills of its bearer. With the utterance of the activation word, the sword strikes its foes on its own, as if wielded by a second wielder."
"In my opinion, the power of the Dancing Sky Rune is closest to the effect of the Weapon Dividing into Two."
"—If you encounter difficulties in learning the art of weapons, try to draw inspiration from this Dancing Sky Sword."
Undercurrents in the Seventy-One City
Apodale's pursuit of the transformed maid went exceptionally smoothly.
After all, no matter how precocious the two children in front were, they were still just children. Judging from their behavior, they hadn't even undergone any rigorous training.
Not to mention, the Shapeshifter can confirm the surface emotions of the two little guys named Kalak and Gotash at any time.
After confirming that the two children had entered a long, narrow alley, Lorian retracted her steps.
Lorian hadn't actually been around human society for very long, but even so, she could easily detect that the two children were not in a good mood. "It's very strange, really very strange... The child named Kalak seems confused, and the one named Gotash seems a little worried at the moment."
"What do you mean by 'worrying about gains and losses?'" Apodale frowned as he stood on the other side of the alley. "Can that word be applied here?"
"My Common Language is fine!" Lorian hesitated, then said angrily, "Simply put, Gortash believes he's doing something very risky."
"It seems there is a story behind these two little guys." Apodel replied.
Otherwise, what risks could there be in posting an ad?
Just before taking a step, Apodale hesitated.
Hopefully, Mars and Emilia can be quiet for a while... They've only been apart for a few minutes, and they already ran into the secret base of the Gond Church... This level of ability to cause trouble is truly eye-opening.
It’s not all bad news, though.
Although the Gond Church has no absolute requirements for the camp of its believers, as a whole, the Gond Church tends to be absolutely neutral.
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