Equipment Printing School Mage
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"...Well, it's only natural that outstanding talent is appreciated and praised. But it's also possible that envy could arise, leading to trouble. Did Emiya encounter something because of this?"
"No, no, no, it's not that simple," Elminster said slowly. "I have to make one thing clear—you've spent more time with Emia, so you should be very familiar with this fact: Mr. Emia of Lunya is a man with exaggerated drive, a serious lack of concern for his own safety, and a deep hatred of evil."
"Uh..." Miss Abandoned, who was originally planning to ask for an explanation, suddenly had two blushes on her jade-like face because of embarrassment.
She opened her mouth and whispered, "That's why I deliberately asked you to find a safe job."
"Gold will always shine, especially a young man as talented as him," Elminster said seriously. "Excuse me, but I can't keep an eye on his every move. And from what I've observed, he's the type of person who can't stand a stable, unchanging life."
"...Alright." The Forsaken stood there in silence for a long moment, finally sitting back down heavily in his seat. "It's alright. He's only been away from the Mage Tower for a month. Even if his behavior inherently carries a high risk, it wouldn't erupt in such a short time. If anything unexpected happens, I hope you can all take care of him within your willingness and ability."
"........."
This ordinary polite remark was met with even greater silence.
Now, the one with sweat on his head has become the one who is abandoned.
The female Asmo looked up in astonishment. "You all seem quite familiar with my student—could it be that you have direct contact with him?!"
Apodel recalled the ups and downs of the past few days and couldn't help but sigh. "'Direct communication', that adjective is inevitably too conservative. It would be more accurate to say that we have a very deep friendship, a close friendship regardless of age."
"What on earth has happened to him during this time?!" The Forsaken exclaimed, then thought for a moment and waved his hand. "Never mind. Even if he encountered something unexpected, as long as he wasn't caught in the middle of a global crisis, it's fine. He has to go through hardships to grow." Emiya's mentor sighed and said, "But he's only been promoted to a Fourth Ring Mage for a few days. In Faerun, where heroes are countless, it's not his turn as a Fourth Ring Mage to be in the spotlight at a world-renowned event. I'm probably overthinking this."
"........."
She was greeted by complete silence.
The Forsaken could no longer sit still. "He's only twenty! He's only been a disciple for a month! What on earth did he do? Did he offend the local gang? Did he get into a bloody brawl, offend the leader of a certain settlement, and speak up for justice? Did he get your approval?"
Fenwei whispered, "Closer. But... he wasn't just speaking up for the local gang leader... he was, well, more thorough."
"...Completely?!" The Forsaken touched his neck in shock. "He just killed him?"
"Ah, this needs to be clarified," Apodale said seriously. "Generally speaking, it's the other party who constantly escalates the situation. Emiya is relatively restrained in using lethal means."
"Alright. After all, we were only teacher and student for a few years. He's already graduated, so I can't interfere any further." The Forsaken hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed, "As long as he doesn't turn the entire city upside down, it's none of my business."
"...To be more precise, he's already defeated one." Fenwei coughed. "He...as my ally, killed a ninth-ringed shadow druid."
Apodel scratched his cheek. "A few days later, he led a team to kill several demonic assassins in Baldur's Gate. He also killed two Baldur's Gate dukes who were deeply involved with the demons. One of them was the highest leader of the church, a Nine-Ring priest."
The Forsaken hesitantly sat back in his chair. "I believe there must be some misunderstanding between us. My student, Eimia of Lunya, is a newly minted fourth-ring mage. These deeds are completely beyond his capabilities."
"A wizard's power depends not only on his magic but even more on his wisdom. A spell's strength lies not in its power but in whether it appears at the right time and place," Elminster replied. "In my opinion, Emya is one of the wizards who has most successfully practiced this motto. Therefore, his achievements are commensurate with his friends, his own talent, and his courage."
"--wrong!"
Compliments followed one after another, and just as the Forsaken was about to smile, she suddenly realized and shouted, "There's a crucial problem! So-called fighting will inevitably bring hatred and attention. If he really has such a special talent, then as his achievements increase, his enemies will also increase. How many enemies does he have now?"
"……what."
Elminster tapped his pipe. "Actually, Emya doesn't have many enemies. He's a bit indecisive in his daily life, but when he strikes, he's quite ruthless. He only has two enemies, and they're so powerful that I'm afraid they'll haunt him and be difficult to get rid of."
“…Which two?”
"The Red Mage Sel and the Devil."
"Demons are not a serious threat. They have difficulty interacting with the material world, and their energy is limited." Despite the demons' fierce reputation, the Forsaken seemed completely unconcerned. "But my knowledge is seriously out of date... Where is the Red Mage Sel?"
The first half shows the style of a strong man, while the second half makes people laugh.
Sel has been established for hundreds of years and is notorious on the continent... They actually met someone who had never heard of the Red Robe Mage!
After a brief introduction, the Forsaken sighed again. "Just from what I've heard, I know they're unforgivable. It's only a matter of time before a fool like Emiya, who can't tolerate any injustice, comes into conflict with them."
At this moment, Elminster, who had been seemingly relaxed, finally turned serious. "Ms. Forsaken, your knowledge of demons is seriously outdated. The demons' rapid expansion in the material world over the past few decades is truly terrifying. It seems demons now interact with the material world with ease. They can be found throughout the continent."
"...Is that so." The Forsaken's face was filled with distress. "That would indeed be very dangerous. I'm afraid my journey..."
She was halfway through her words when anger and murderous intent suddenly appeared on her face: "Now, answer me a question."
Elminster replied, "Go ahead."
The Forsaken's voice had been merely old-fashioned, but now it was tinged with genuine anger. "Is this part of your plan? From the beginning, you wanted to drag Emiya into danger and use it to draw me into your camp? We made it clear at the beginning. I will owe you a favor for Emiya's matter. You can ask me for help."
"But what about now? You haven't even fulfilled my request, but you want to use Emya to force me onto the chariot. Your plan is a bit too greedy."
In this tense atmosphere, Elminster waved his hand to the others, signaling them to calm down. He threw his staff onto the table, indicating that he held no hostility.
"First, I must remind you that sometimes you think you are free, but others may not see you that way." Elminster sighed. "I have come here to bring you bad news—Simbu, Lord of Agrallond, the Witch King who fell mad during the Arcane Calamity. He was kidnapped a few days ago when we were all too busy fighting to pay attention. His current whereabouts are unknown."
"What?!" Apodel and Imon stood up together, "When did it happen?!"
"About ten days ago," Elminster said, "Waterdeep was ravaged by various attacks, and you two were tied up in the Blood of Bhaal. The Harpers almost lost their vital point of mobility. Sadly, while you triumphed at Baldur's Gate, the Harpers suffered heavy losses elsewhere."
The Forsaken interrupted Elminster's sentimental speech: "What does this have to do with me?
"You actually know the answer," Elminster said meaningfully. "Recently, the devil attempted to capture Baal, the god of murder, for unknown reasons. At the same time, Simbu was abducted—and she, one of the most powerful Chosen of Mystra, possessed the world's most valuable treasure."
The red-robed sage of Shadow Valley stretched out his hand from his sleeves, revealing the most important treasure on his body.
——It was a dancing silver flame.
"I think the devil kidnapped Xinbu for Silverfire."
"Now, Miss Forsaken, do you still think you have nothing to do with this?"
The Forsaken was silent for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh: "I see. Perhaps you discovered it during our only meeting?"
She also extended her hand.
A ball of silver flame identical to Elminster's ignited in her palm.
Looking at the silver flame, Elminster whispered, "Your student left the Mage Tower at a very bad time. At this point in time, if he had come to Faerun, he would have been at the center of the storm."
What is Yiyin’s identity at the end?
Although the common entertainment methods used by adventurer groups after a war are quite popular - eating and drinking in the inn, getting drunk in the tavern, or simply going to the brothel to release the lower body - these celebrations may not be particularly healthy, but at least they are really well received by adventurers.
By the way, Mr. Emiya of Lunya, this kind of team of four with two mages and four people being spellcasters is obviously not the norm for adventurer teams.
Ten days after nearly amputating his hand, Emiya was finally able to relax his right hand and participate in the latest popular entertainment activity in their team.
Spell target shooting.
Yin once said that the meaning of magic is to exist, the meaning of spells is to be used, and the meaning of difficulties is to inspire magic.
According to this theory, spells that have been painstakingly copied should obviously not be kept in spell books and collected.
If she had simply put forward a theory, it would have been fine—in those ten days, Yin had accomplished an astonishing feat: she had completely mastered the writing of modern Common Language. Even Mars, the top student at Candlekeep, couldn't find any fault with her.
It is obvious that her intelligence is far above the normal level of ordinary people.
Such a terrifying talent, coupled with her personality, made everything suddenly become terrifying.
A spoiled noble lady could only bring disaster to a city at most. But a fearless and gifted wizard could bring disaster to far more than just one city.
Now Emiya began to suspect that he was not the captain of this team, but the jailer of this team - he couldn't imagine what kind of style this guy Yin would behave when he was free.
Meanwhile, after Yin learned the common language, the next stage was to start copying her own spellbook day and night, and finally needed Emilia, who was also exhausted from learning spells, to drag her to bed.
However, spell targeting was a project proposed by Sig and quickly gained the approval of the entire team - in short, it was to formally practice the spells that had just been learned.
Yin is drawn to the act of casting spells, enjoying any situation where she can find a spell that should be cast. Emiya and Mars, on the other hand, agree that this process is crucial for improving spellcasting skills. As for Sig herself, she simply says, "I just find it fun and exciting."
In a sense, it's a win-win situation.
At this moment, late at night after the celebration, their team began their secret and extremely destructive spell shooting activities in the quiet basement of the witchcraft grocery store.
Of course, in reality, arcane magic is very functional. Spells that lack any lethality account for a significant portion of the total. The idea that arcane magic is inherently destructive is completely biased!
Although Emilia and the others were indeed experimenting with some extremely destructive spells today.
Several targets were placed in front of Emilia - one of them was two parchment books opened, each page of which was folded alternately on the page of another book.
The second is a heavy wooden stake made of decades-old dead wood, kindly donated by Miss Fenway.
Third, a brand new full-body plate armor forged by Mr. Lunya Emiya himself.
"How cruel!" Sig looked at the plate armor that was even taller than her own, and couldn't help but sigh in amazement. She turned aside and asked, "Mr. Mars of Candlekeep, as someone with considerable experience in hand-to-hand combat, what are your expectations for the results of this experiment?"
"According to Emiya, the effect of this spell called Dimensional Blade is to increase the sharpness of a blade to its theoretical limit. I am cautiously optimistic." Mars replied, "Generally speaking, the upper limit of the effect of arcane magic can be effectively guaranteed. But at the same time, it is common for spell descriptions to contain exaggerations. If I were to predict, I guess this spell should be able to easily split two parchment books. It should be difficult to split a tree stump in half along the grain -"
"In fact, based on my experience with felling trees, if Emiya can complete this task relatively easily, then this spell can be considered quite practical. As for directly splitting his own steel armor? I think it is a bit hard to imagine."
"Okay!" Sig coughed lightly and turned his head in another direction. "Miss Yin, what do you think?!"
"The arcane is invincible! How can trees grown in a few decades and steel forged in a single smelting process stand against the might of the arcane?"
"As expected of Miss Silver!" After interviewing the audience, Sig waved to Emiya in the center of the field, "Captain! We're ready! Let's begin!"
Emilia, who had been waiting patiently for a long time, said unhappily, "Thank you for not inserting an advertisement into this idle chatter... I'm about to start, watch carefully."
Chanting the spell, the sword-shaped staff in his hand began to transform.
More precisely, it starts to thin out.
The sharpness of a sword is usually determined by its material. The harder the material, the sharper the sword.
On the other hand, whether the cutting edge angle is properly polished is also an important factor.
And this spell, in Emilia's view, is the ultimate pursuit of the second element.
In short, this spell claims to change a dimension of the sword into an infinitesimal amount, turning a three-dimensional sword into a single-layer sword with almost non-existent thickness.
At this time, the angle of the sword's blade is naturally the absolute best in the true sense.
Similarly, Emiya could feel that as the spell progressed, the weight of her weapon was decreasing at an exaggerated rate.
When the spell was complete, the sword weighed almost nothing, and when he held the blade upright, he could hardly see the sword at all.
So much so that when he was wielding the weapon, he once doubted whether he was really holding the weapon... There shouldn't be a risk of the hilt of this weapon accidentally slipping off, right?
No matter what, he used the remaining memories in his body, gently raised the sword, and slashed it down.
He didn't even encounter any obstacles as his hands fell to the side of the book cover.
"......?" Sig blinked. "Isn't this too easy? You don't even seem to be putting in any effort."
"I can't exert any power with such a light sword! I'm not even sure if I'm holding it properly!" Emilia retorted unhappily, while carefully gripping the hilt of the sword, fearing that this extremely dangerous weapon would slip from his hand.
Mars was also a little confused: "At least, I now doubt whether you hit it... Are you really holding that sword in your hand?"
"Uh..." Not to mention them, even Emiya herself didn't feel any force feedback.
Unconvinced, he swung his sword twice at the tree stump and the armor. The result was exactly the same—was he really holding a sword in his hand, not just a handful of air?
Emilia tentatively tilted the hilt of the sword, revealing its two-dimensional side again.
The sword was still in his hand, nothing was wrong.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly rang out from outside the shooting range: "Mr. Emia of Lunya? Mr. Mars of Candlekeep, Ms. Sig and Ms. Silver, are you free now? Is it convenient for me to come in now?"
"...Lord Elminster." Mars, who was closest to the door, was stunned for a moment, then immediately stepped forward to open the door. "Of course!"
Elminster Omar had just stepped into the door, his steps becoming heavier. Then, the old man was shocked to see that behind Emya, the parchment book, the stump, and the armor suddenly split in two in a terrifying manner, falling slightly to the sides.
Elminster was silent for a moment, then looked at the thin, almost non-existent blade in Emiya's hand. "Dimensional Blade... You guys really enjoy this kind of unconventional yet strange spell all day long."
"--Elminster Omar?!" Sig was stunned for a moment, then immediately let out a surprised scream and rushed forward with the notebook in his hand, "Sir Omar! You are finally here! Can you give me an autograph? You, Drizzt Do'Urden and Mr. Apodale are the breadwinners of us bards! I have no regrets in my life to meet you today!"
"The term 'parents who provide me with food and clothing' is a bit too... Wouldn't it be more acceptable to say 'idol'?" Elminster sighed and signed his name first, then immediately turned his gaze to the only strange person.
Her three teammates were all beside Elminster, but she completely ignored Elminster Omar and rushed straight to the three victims that had just been broken by Emiya's attack. She cheered and picked them up one by one: "The effect is exactly as described in the spell! Emiya, this spell is completely successful!"
"...Hmm..." Elminster didn't get angry, but frowned slightly. "Well. I've heard how obsessed Miss Silver is with magic. Now it seems that she is indeed the purest seeker of truth I have ever met."
"Haa..." Such a... respectful address for the seeker really doesn't suit Silver.
From Emiya's perspective, seekers of truth were perhaps closer to scientists' pursuit of truth. Meanwhile, Yin's love for magic seemed to come from nowhere, more like a child's almost instinctive enthusiasm—though this enthusiasm showed no signs of waning.
Emiya turned around and shouted, "That Dimensional Blade seemed to be successful. The next one seems to be..."
Mars said unhappily, "It's another six-ring, Tamsen Transfiguration. You want to fight me. Please don't use that sword. I'm really not used to wearing full armor and being forced to fight without armor because the enemy's weapon is too sharp."
"Alright, alright, pause for a moment," Elminster waved his hand. "Everyone, please allow me to jump the queue and finish my work first. Time is very valuable for an old man like me."
"Of course, please say so."
It was not until this time that Yin finally discovered something and walked up to Elminster with some curiosity.
However, her eyes seemed unfocused, more like she was looking at something hidden within Elminster.
Of course, Emiya and his party had already learned about Elminster's arrival.
This great sage's whereabouts were usually mysterious, and most lucky people could only see him once. However, Emiya and his group were able to meet him several times in just one month, which was really lucky.
However, Elminster was not idle enough to come over specifically to check on their progress - the main reasons for his visit were, on the one hand, to meet the Apodales, and on the other hand, to address a question that required the confirmation of the most senior Mistral voters.
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