Equipment Printing School Mage

"I'm sorry. I'm not that pushy. At this point, I won't consider the old or the young anymore. I hope you will receive a fair judgment in the Hazy Divine Realm and be able to go to the kingdom of the gods."

The necklace on Karkoros's chest revealed the emblem of protection.

This meant that Karkoros was actually a mage specializing in magic destruction and protection. However, because of this, protection mages knew better than anyone that the most important thing about spells was the context in which they were used.

After a brief prayer for the dying, Karkoros didn't hesitate: "—Meteor Explosion!"

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The scarlet clouds surged high, roiling again, disturbed by the surging waves of magic. Four tiny points of light suddenly lit up within the clouds.

In just a blink of an eye, the tiny spot of light magnified to the size of a boulder. At the same time, the howling storm tore apart the thick clouds, revealing the true appearance of the spot of light.

Those were four meteors burning with flames.

Their goal was very clear. From the very beginning, they chose the tallest building complex in Little Calimshan.

The air around the impact point twisted in the intense heat, forming spirals of hot gas. The four meteors simultaneously amplified the terror on the faces of the inhabitants of Little Calimshan. Finally, before the first scream was uttered, the distance between the star of destruction and the earth had shrunk to zero.

The violent impact shook nearly the entirety of Calimshan. Then, all the heat trapped within it, along with the blast wave, exploded simultaneously. All matter and life within an area exceeding a thousand square meters was instantly reduced to ash. The glowing red ash scattered everywhere, igniting the precious velvet and silk of Little Calimshan. Expensive gold flowed across the ground like cheese in the blazing flames. Even materials not yet burning began to slowly emit thick smoke.

The Valakan family's stronghold was reduced to ruins almost instantly.

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"...Meteor Explosion?! Karkoros? Shouldn't he be staying in Wangyang Tower and not daring to go anywhere?"

The most powerful mage's spells naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the crowd at Silver Shield Mansion. The Red Robe Mage reacted most violently. He practically screamed, "...Damn it! The corpse I was trying to resurrect is still here... Karkoros, you dog who fed on the Masked Lord's shit, how dare you!!"

He no longer cared about arguing with Raphael and disappeared without hesitation.

His simulacrum remains in Little Calimshan, but this powerful avatar has proven nearly defenseless against Karkoros.

And this is the moment that Emiya and his group have been waiting for.

They had quietly found an excellent place to fire on the city wall.

It was empty, with no obstructions between the area and the square where Raphael was, and one could easily see that Raphael was somewhat at a loss.

Raphael was currently acting in his demonic form, making it easy for Emiya to determine Raphael's rank.

Cambion, commonly known as the demon descendant.

A rather unique rank among devils. Simply put, a demonic bond is typically the product of a mid- to high-level devil (especially a succubus) and a humanoid (especially a human).

But the question is, who is Raphael's father?

A Cambion could command the capture of Apodel Adrian. There were only two possibilities: the Devil had a more important and difficult mission, and was completely unable to spare any manpower at the moment.

The second is that Raphael had a special status or outstanding talents, so that he could command such an important task as Campione.

"What's there to be afraid of? As long as he's not Asmodeus's son." Silver seemed completely unconcerned. He picked up the Sage's Staff and fiddled with it for a long time. "...How do I aim this thing? I've never used a magic item before."

It's okay if he has never used magic items! He has completely lost the idea of ​​what Yin used to do.

Emiya, who had already estimated the distance, staggered and almost fell.

They were still a full hundred meters away from Raphael, which was beyond the range of True Sight.

[Aim with the staff tip. The intersection of the straight line extending from the staff tip to the staff body and the target entity is the spell's point of effect. The final calibration is assisted by the magic network.] In the telepathic connection, Emiya said this, [Also, after the first round of attacks, you will switch your target to the guards on the wall over there.]

At this point, he was still a little worried: [The distance between us and the enemy is one hundred meters... Is that okay? Don't let your playfulness ruin things... Also, you should have learned it, right?]

This barrage of questions immediately made Yin furious: "What are you talking about! Of course I can do it! Who's playing around?! Hold on to your scroll!"

Emiya shook her head and unfolded the scroll of Otiluk's Ice Sphere in her hand high.

Otiluk, one of the Eight Leaves of Greyhawk, created many spells with one common trait.

——They are all deeply related to the geometric shape of the sphere.

Emiya has not yet learned this sixth-level spell, but she can already decipher it successfully.

Emya recited the scroll, while Silver awkwardly crossed his staff.

Next, the biggest question is how many cards Raphael still has.

If he really is the son of some super-high-level devil, he would probably have to be secretly protected by bodyguards like other children from famous families.

But there is no turning back now.

The hurricane no longer threw down the flames, and the misty drizzle had formed shallow puddles on the square.

Magical power gushed out from the sage's staff, aimed at the sky above Raphael. A hailstorm as hard as rock roared like bullets to the ground, narrowly missing Apodel nearby.

At the same time, a tiny ice bead flew out from the shattered and disappearing scroll.

In mid-air, the seemingly inconspicuous ice beads suddenly exploded, setting off a terrifying cold air like an avalanche. The huge area of ​​nearly 20 meters around it instantly turned into a world of frost and snow. Even the raindrops in the air were frozen into icicles in an instant and fell to the ground with clanging sounds.

Raphael indeed failed to detect the surprise attack in advance.

However, his body moved as if pulled by an external force, and he fell to the ground in time, avoiding the most deadly first wave of attacks.

Emiya was silent for a moment and sighed.

Invisible bodyguard.

This guy is indeed a rich second generation.

[Then, as planned, Phase Two begins.]

At the same time, Raphael struggled to stand up and looked towards the source of the spell.

Emiya and his group's invisibility has been lifted due to the spell.

Raphael coughed, looked at him carefully, and said, "Ah, this seems to be our first official meeting? If I'm not mistaken, you are Mr. Emiya from Lunia who appeared from the Arm of Friendship. The short girl next to you is Sig, who successfully disappeared without a trace before Valakan's nose. As for the last lady, we really have no idea."

"There's another Paladin, sir. Could he be preparing for a surprise attack in another one?"

Raphael brushed the frost, snow, and mud off his armor and said in a feigned displeasure, "You are very rude. From the beginning until now, you have been like this. This is not the behavior of a hero."

Emiya said calmly, "Mr. Karkoros is the most powerful wizard, so he went to deal with the most dangerous red wizard. Druids are the least worldly-wise, so they dared to raid Baldur's Gate, which is the most law-abiding."

As he spoke, he pulled out another scroll from his waist and unfolded it in front of Raphael: "We are the most disrespectful, the most shameful, and the weakest..."

"So I was sent to deal with the devil."

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Ninety-eight Casomire Resurrection

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Facing Emilia's ridicule, Raphael did not get angry. Instead, he raised his head and laughed: "You may be complacent about your current achievements. I have indeed worried about you, a group of mysterious yet seemingly powerful young people many times -"

He shook his head regretfully. "Unfortunately, when I actually saw you, I was deeply disappointed. Look at the equipment you're wearing: the robes of the good wizard, the staffs of the sages... every single one of these treasures is priceless.

"I thought you were some rising star with incredible talent. Now I'm so disappointed. Even if you're just a good-for-nothing, you can definitely achieve something with these treasures, right?"

During this brief verbal exchange, Emilia noticed from the corner of his eye that the priests of the Silver Shield family were turning towards him hesitantly.

The black muzzles of the guns in the hands of the Gond people began to reveal a dark side towards him.

Yin curled his lips and pointed his sage staff maliciously at the Silver Shield family's defenders on the same section of the wall as them: "If you point your weapons at me again, I won't be polite!"

Surrendering before one's own people clearly required immense mental fortitude. The nearly ten guards, challenged by Yin, swallowed their saliva and tentatively raised their shields, but their feet kept retreating.

Seeing this, Raphael frowned slightly, but then smiled: "Mr. Emia of Lunya. You live up to your name."

This sentence was beyond Emilia's expectation.

"I don't know where you really come from, but I can get a glimpse of your style of doing things from it." Raphael talked freely.

What do you mean by not knowing where you came from? Emiya frowned imperceptibly.

His origins on Earth were a top secret. Just a few minutes ago, Raphael wasn't even sure he existed. So, of course, Raphael couldn't possibly know he was from Earth.

In other words, Raphael meant that he couldn't be from Lunia.

But Emiya's origins were not something she made up casually - at least her teacher had made it clear that the place where her wizard tower was located was called Lunya. So Emiya simply used this as her birthplace.

Raphael continued, "You probably have some background, perhaps a student of Grand Duke Violet? You are indeed as mysterious as your teacher. We have yet to uncover the Grand Duke's identity. But that's all."

"The arcane only favors talent and age—and you have neither." Raphael's face was serious. "If it was a simulacrum of a great wizard who came, her presence would be enough to tip the scales. I would indeed consider retreating and regrouping. But you? You're just using prestige, just like you used a false origin!"

"Oh, are you done with the big talk?" Emiya recited the spell expressionlessly, gathering magic power in her hands. "Next, are you going to charge towards us, or run away?"

If the devil was really scared, then Apodale would be in danger - letting the devil think he had a good chance of winning was what he wanted.

Raphael didn't answer him. He slapped his face hard, shook off the ice chips on his body, and shouted angrily to the people around him, "You still don't have the courage to attack? The paladins in their team haven't even appeared. The three people standing on the city wall didn't even have the courage to get within a hundred meters of me. They are just scattered building blocks that will collapse at the slightest touch!"

Those invisible assassins were actually a group of priests, and their melee abilities were definitely not to be underestimated.

In the absence of Mars, as long as they succeed in getting close, Emilia will be forced to reveal her trump card immediately.

[Emiya, I think we need to hurt the devil first!]

I think so too.

Before Raphael finished speaking, Emiya threw the second ice ball without hesitation.

Judging from previous battles, these invisible men are real assassins.

The so-called true assassin means that it can only be effective once.

Their real trump card is that the enemy is unaware of their existence and their ability to become invisible.

When they are fully prepared to attack an unsuspecting enemy, they are almost invincible.

However, this was already the second battle. The last person to successfully survive their clutches was Lunia's Emiya herself.

The second ice ball shattered in front of Raphael. A cold air explosion with a radius of nearly twenty meters once again engulfed Raphael, and coincidentally, kept Apodel Adrian outside the edge of the explosion.

Higg had quietly crouched on the city wall, feeling the tremors of the earth: [Those invisible men are indeed rushing in this direction! There are two of them, trying to come around from both sides!]

At this distance, he couldn't see anything.

However, the path to Silver Shield's backyard wasn't that wide. The flowerbeds and decorations everywhere clearly restricted the assassins' movements—they couldn't touch the decorations, as the swaying vegetation would reveal their position. But because of this, their path was completely restricted.

As long as we can determine their approximate direction of movement and know their speed, using large-scale spell bombardment will no longer be a delusion.

Emiya silently drew the sword from her waist and pointed it at the front right, while Yin excitedly pointed the sage's staff at the front left.

"Fireball!"

Previously, the several assassins they had captured had already died. At the moment of their death, the bodies of ordinary humanoids finally reappeared in the sunlight.

These assassins are not demons and do not have strong immunity to fire.

Perhaps divine magic could help them a little, but the appearance of Emiya and her group was so unexpected that they had no time to use their magic.

Two balls of blazing flames suddenly blossomed, their terrifying heat, enough to melt metal, heightening the atmosphere within the Silver Shield Mansion tonight. Silver's flames were noticeably more intense and brilliant than Emiya's. So intense that, just as the flames faded, a still-scorched corpse slowly collapsed to the ground.

Emiya's brows were still furrowed.

If the other assassin was still moving forward, he should have entered the range of True Sight by now, but he is still nowhere to be seen.

[…The assassin priest seems to have run away.] Sig said, [The footsteps are getting farther away.]

Raphael took a deep breath.

It's not like he doesn't have some really powerful cards.

However, for a devil with a special identity like him, using his trump card comes at the cost of sacrificing his future.

But if the operation he commanded failed miserably today, then he would have no future.

Looking at the charred corpse in front of him and the still hesitant Silver Shield Family, Raphael fell silent.

It was obvious that these adventurers on the city wall could cause irreversible damage to the Silver Shield Family. The Silver Shield Family was unwilling to take such a risk.

Raphael gave Anta Silvershield a cold look. "Old Archduke, we're in a precarious situation right now. I might as well tell you how to free the soul within the Soul Reaper—dissolving the Soul Reaper requires an extremely special solution. The preparation is simple, but the ingredients are difficult: 10ml of sap from the Elven Sacred Tree, 1mg of Philosopher's Stone fragments, and most importantly, 10ml of Styx water. Just mix well. If you don't help today, Shi Ji will have to sleep in the Soul Reaper forever."

Anta Silver Shield, who had been lying exhausted beside the coffin, raised his head with difficulty: "You...! The Silver Shield family has already given you enough help."

"That's not what I want to consider." Raphael said bluntly, "Do something, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain. If I die, Silver Shield's previous cooperation with the devil will be spread all over the world through gossip on the streets!"

Then, Raphael shouted loudly, "This includes how we helped Silver Shield assassinate competitors in the past, and how we ensured the Silver Shield family successfully re-elected every Grand Master and Grand Duke! Do you really think you can achieve this with your efforts alone!?"

"I'm telling you, Thorin Silvershield, among all the Master Craftsmen in your family, only you, Thorin Silvershield, and the first Master Silvershield, are truly worthy of the title of Gond Master Craftsmen. The paths to the top for the other Master Craftsmen were filled with bloodshed!"

Raphael's voice was deafening. Not only the other Silver Shield members present, but even Emilia and others far away on the city wall could hear it clearly.

"...hiss." Sig blinked, watching the Silver Shields' glances around and the final glances they gave him, and he took a deep breath. "I was wondering why the Grand Duke of Silver Shield holds such a secure position in the Baldur's Gate Council of Four..."