Equipment Printing School Mage
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And there are druids in the riverside forest.
The area of this forest is not much smaller than the Sharptooth Forest.
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The destination of this journey is not a specific city to be exact.
The Church of Tyr's target was a shallow bay on the north coast of Berdusk. A small harbor had already been built there, barely large enough for the ships on this trip to dock.
There were almost no civilians on the ship, so it was not difficult to jump from the ship to the shore.
Therefore, the real difficulties lie within the team.
For example, Sig.
"...What are you doing?" As if nothing had happened this morning, Sig reappeared with a completely normal expression. "Why are you looking at me?"
However, what was a little unusual was that this time she appeared with Yin.
And on Yin's face, there was an expression of uncontrollable pride.
Sig had obviously noticed this a long time ago, and kept trying to stand in front of Yin as she walked out - but unfortunately she was a full head shorter than Yin.
Although it's quite strange that these two people are mixed together.
Emiya sighed: "So, everything is fine? Should I apologize? Was I a little too nosy?"
Higg covered his feet with his large robe, crossed his legs to try to hide Yin's smiling face, and answered confidently: "What's the matter? It seems nothing happened."
"..." Emilia subconsciously looked at Sig's ear.
It was strange, the tip of his ear was unusually agile, as if the previous conflict was just an illusion.
"......?" Emiya sighed, "Just pretend I saw it wrongly."
As for what secrets she had—since she didn't want to talk about them, he wouldn't ask. It was just a momentary outburst of curiosity.
"Hehe, you are very good at it." Xige seemed to enjoy this subtle tacit understanding. If she had a tail, it would probably be raised at this moment.
What surprised Emilia was that the number of people who came to greet the fleet was pitifully small, which corresponded exactly to the simple nature of the Tyre Church's headquarters.
This place is more like a simple camping site than a base - there are almost no buildings, and large tents are the main components here. The temporarily felled trees form a somewhat pitiful wall, and the horses are tied in the woods and slowly eat grass.
Even as a temporary residence, it seems a bit too simple.
The Hell Knights were supposed to patrol the vast land of Elturgard day and night, dancing with the god of death, so they didn't really care about this kind of simplicity.
However, the Church of Amaunator was the organization least suited to this kind of environment. They had always loved splendor and luxury, and could not tolerate low standards of reception.
The only group of Hell Knights who came to greet them at the port were those who looked extremely young!
Although Asur seemed completely unconcerned about the matter, or perhaps he had anticipated it, the leader of the Hell Knights greeted them in a businesslike manner and just as he turned around to greet his entourage, he discovered that the priest of the Church of Amaunator had already lost his temper.
Oendell's face turned pale. He walked out of the crowd first and stood next to Asul.
His face flushed with anger. "These Hell Knights, I need an explanation. I knew the Church of Tyr would come to the Land of Distress, so I anticipated the camp's plight. But I need an answer: why isn't there even a reception team?!"
He glanced angrily at the welcoming team in front of him: "The time you have all been members of the Hell Knights combined is less than the time I have served Amaunator. Is this how the Church of Tyr welcomes guests?!"
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This storm of rebuke startled the several Hell Knights who had come to greet them. The leading Knight Commander immediately walked up to O'Ndell and bowed his head seriously: "Yes. This is our fault. Please allow us to explain—"
"What's the use of explaining?" Obviously, in O'Ndell's view, such a low standard of reception was an unbearable humiliation. "I, on behalf of the Church of Amaunator, abandoned my duties and came here."
"We've already announced this beforehand. This place is in a state of disrepair and needing reconstruction. During the initial stages of the church's relocation, we had to juggle so many tasks simultaneously—contacting the village, negotiating with the local Chauntia Church, and dispatching numerous patrols. Under these circumstances, we even had to put the construction of the camp on hold. The Bosilian Conservator and the guest lady were already on their way..."
"Alright," O'Ndell snorted. "I just have one question—what are your positions?"
The Hell Knights looked at each other, and the leading Hell Knight replied, "Hell Knight Centurion, Hammer of Tyr."
The first half is the Hell Knight's rank among the Hell Knights, while the latter is his teaching position in the Church of Tyr.
"Well, I am Dregos O'Ndell, the Archdeacon of the Cathedral of Twin Suns! I demand treatment commensurate with our sincerity and the support we intend to provide!"
The peacock-like crown on O'Endell's head trembled slightly in the air out of annoyance: "We don't deserve such cold treatment!"
"Bolias the Conservator is waiting for a formidable enemy." Although the priest of Amaunator's behavior was extremely rude, it was still reasonably reasonable, so the centurion still answered seriously, "It's a lich of unknown origin. As far as I know, we spent a lot of effort to successfully destroy it. Now we are searching its lair and trying to find its phylactery, but unfortunately, there are no results so far. Therefore, the Conservator has decided to stay in the lich's lair for the next ten days. It is too dangerous, so he has no way to escape."
"I didn't ask the Conservator of Bolias to greet me. I'm not qualified! But where are the other Hammer Lords?!" Orndell shouted, "There are only less than ten of you left at the Tyr Church headquarters right now?!"
The centurion's being kept in the camp was clearly not without reason. Even though O'Ndale's attitude was offensive, he remained neither humble nor arrogant. "First of all, we've already informed you..."
"I thought the so-called simplicity was just the plainness of the accommodation and the food!"
"That was indeed a communication misunderstanding. We apologize for it." The centurion bowed again, "Then he said, 'However, the grand reception you requested is, unfortunately, impossible.' Riverside Forest, Berdusk, Asblevin, Eltoril, Polesky Bridge, Tamar Castle—compared to them, our newly established camp, which will take a long time to complete, is indeed ranked last in priority.
"We were so short on manpower. After we built the port, we immediately dispersed to all corners of Elturgard."
At this point, Craig, who had heard the entire conversation, sighed and stepped between the two men, calming the situation that was about to get out of control. "Okay, okay, now I understand why Asul was so eager to come here. Why didn't you tell me if you had any difficulties?"
"You must be mistaken," Asur replied calmly. "We called the emergency service many times, but it seems we were asked to prioritize security in the direction of Baldur's Gate. Later, we had to devote considerable effort to investigating any traces of the devil. Fortunately, you promptly announced the conclusion of the investigation, allowing us to finally free up our hands to aid Old Bolias."
Craig took a deep breath and turned around. "Mr. O'Ndell?"
Clearly, the Church of Amaunator will not be satisfied.
Oendell took a few steps back with a cold face: "I want to contact the Conservator Bosilia directly."
Then, he stood there and chanted softly, using magic to establish a connection with someone dozens of kilometers away from his territory.
But immediately, his expression became even worse.
If he was just dissatisfied originally, he was now really furious.
"--Very good!" He walked behind them and whispered a few words, then took out several carefully carved marble bricks from their dimensional bags and said, "Conservator Bosilia believes that a lich that could be resurrected at any time is too great a threat. He really can't get away, and the other Hammer Lords won't be able to arrive in a short time!"
"You're still asking for forgiveness and saying you'll come to thank me later... That's ridiculous!"
"Great, we've got backup!" O'Ndell nearly snapped in anger. He threw a few stone tiles heavily in front of the team.
"—These few bricks must be what this centurion and your team urgently need. We'll have to wait until the Conservators arrive at the Twin Suns Cathedral to get the rest! Let's go!"
Although the people present did not know the specific content of the conversation between the two, it was clear from their behavior that the talks had broken down.
Norwich naturally didn't want to see this scene, but as soon as the Oghma priest stepped forward, Oendell glared at him and said, "We've done what we had to do! There was no need for me to make this trip. That's it. See you at Twin Sun Peak Cathedral!"
The conflict happened so quickly and suddenly that the ships in the harbor had not even weighed anchor yet!
Craig's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he turned to Asul: "-How much did you expect this scene?"
Asul said coldly, "I had anticipated this, but there was nothing I could do. I've already made it clear many times in advance: we are indeed in a difficult situation and we do need help. But precisely because of this, we absolutely cannot provide a welcoming ceremony of sufficient standard."
At this point, the paladin of Tyr turned his head away in embarrassment. "I shouldn't have been invited to the reception back then. Now it seems I was too tactful, leading him to misunderstand. The Church of Tyr didn't consider it up to standard."
Hearing this from afar, Sig nearly laughed out loud, but she covered her mouth in time: [If Mars were here, he'd probably say: The dust from the Tyr camp has no business sticking to your robes. You should reconsider this for the sake of your own nobility.]
"If you hadn't come to greet them, the Archdeacon would have exploded much sooner," the Supreme Observer replied. "What do we do now? I only brought you your reward. Are you going to scatter to all corners of Elturgard?"
"To be precise, it's a rotation," Asul replied. "We go to various bases, hug every brother and sister we meet, and let them catch their breath. As for supplies, we resupply in towns along the way—we don't bring much with us, but we do have enough funds."
At this point, Craig finally raised his voice. "...This time, I brought money, but I didn't expect to have nowhere to spend it! I can't build a camp for you with gold and gems!"
At that moment, Norwich, who had just watched his teammates leave, stepped forward and replied, "Everyone, please allow us to do our best to help with this task. My teammates and I will definitely turn this place into a qualified stronghold in a short time."
Asur glanced coldly at Rex. The former member of the Church of Torm had remained behind Norwich, avoiding the gazes of others, but not the eyes of the Tyr paladin.
Craig shrugged. "If you agree, I'll let them do it. You guys don't like running errands like this, do you?"
The Supreme Observer shook the bag in his hand. "I brought tens of thousands of gold coins. Enough to build you a brand new church."
Finally, Asul nodded and said, "...Rex has also been a member of the Hell Knights. His ability to handle affairs is no problem. I'll leave it to you..."
At this moment, Emiya frowned.
An ordinary Hell Knight following behind the Centurion had been observing him since the beginning.
Emiya lowered the white hood of the Archmage's robe with some confusion, revealing her face: "...Mr. Knight, have you been looking at me?"
"...!"
However, his appearance only further irritated the ordinary Hell Knight. He whispered a few words to the centurion, and after receiving permission, he quickly ran to Asur's side.
Then, Asur, who had never shown much emotion, finally showed an expression of astonishment on his face. He pulled the Hell Knight who walked to his side aside, and the two of them whispered to each other.
"…What are you talking about? Are you serious?"
"what?"
"No, how could this be possible? A wizard could be good at this? I've never heard of it! Did you actually see it with your own eyes?"
Apparently anxious about the Knight Commander's distrust, the ordinary Hell Knight took off his helmet, revealing his full head of golden hair: "--Yes, I saw it with my own eyes!"
When Emilia saw the appearance of this Hell Knight, she was slightly surprised.
Was it a coincidence? He did know this Hell Knight—he was Mars's follower on the night of the Friendly Arm, the unlucky fellow whose identity had been disguised by the Shapeshifter.
The Hell Knight's squire at that time, and now an official knight, Leon.
When Emilia stayed at the Friendly Arms to help... or rather, to rebuild the damaged buildings and city walls, he also stayed at the Friendly Arms to rest. He must have memorized the scene of the high-rise building rising from the ground.
So, what did Asur hear? He had a guess.
When Asul looked at Emiya again, Emiya shook her head and replied, "Is there anything you need help with?"
Twenty-eight high-rise buildings rise from the ground
"..." Asur's eyes were hesitant, and he looked between Emilia and Norwich.
Finally, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Emiya, may I entrust you with the construction of the camp's perimeter? For example, defensive walls, roads, and moats? Of course, our funds are limited, so please do your best."
These were relatively easy tasks, closer to manual labor. However, Emiya didn't care about the implications of these requests. The Tyr Church was indeed short-staffed, so helping them with some simple tasks was fine.
But...Emiya secretly observed Craig's reaction with the corner of her eye.
The Supreme Observer was also observing Leon and Emilia with confusion at this moment.
Asur's request was obviously abrupt and unreasonable - the Church of Oghma had natives of Elturgard among its ranks, and Norwich himself was knowledgeable.
In the Emiya team, the one who was most familiar with the situation was just a foreign paladin who had stayed for a short time. He was accompanied by two girls who obviously did not do physical work.
Compared with the Norwich team, this configuration does not have any obvious advantages - in the final analysis, it is just like Norwich to help contact external workers.
However, Emiya was not thinking in this direction at all - his first reaction was to observe the movements of the Supreme Observer with his peripheral vision.
However, this action was somewhat unnecessary: Craig was naturally watching him at this moment.
…………
Emilia didn't find the task difficult at all, but he had to consider the spillover effects it would bring.
Now, Eltoril has a deep connection to the devil for unknown reasons.
Regardless, the devil's observation of Eltoril must require a specific means. Gund once said that even gods, in order to exert influence, need a medium to transmit their power—such as believers and temples.
In other words, even if Eltoril was also under the direct influence of Asmodeus, the previous investigation must have caused the devil serious damage.
The demons were swept away, and any temples that might have existed were supposedly destroyed.
——Now, he had to do one thing.
To test how much control the demons still have over Eltoril, or Elturgard: are they really forced to leave?
At the same time, he also verified the second thing: how much weight he now had in the eyes of the devil.
At the same time, although collectively known as demons, the power struggles within the demons were well known. The demons of Eltoril were indignant at the attempts of their fellow demons to profit from Eltoril. Perhaps Raphael knew a great deal, but that didn't mean the demons of Eltoril had received all the information from their own colleagues.
He couldn't get an answer from the devil about the specific situation, so he had no choice but to try fishing.
The simplest way is to cause some big trouble in places where the devil may pay attention and irritate their nerves!
Emiya got straight to work: "So, what about the area? What about the height? Indicators are always needed."
Asur clearly didn't trust Emiya's ability enough. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "We haven't officially decided on an area yet. According to the plan, this church should be able to accommodate a maximum of around a thousand people. We don't need a castle, but we do need living facilities such as residences, kitchens, dining halls, and churches. We also need warehouses, training grounds, a blacksmith shop, stables, and even pastures."
Craig replied, "This area of land is unowned. I can grant it to the Church of Tyr and the Knights of Hell. But please note that I do not recommend expanding too far north. This area is not far enough from the riverside forest."
Very good, Emiya secretly noted in her heart - if she could establish a good relationship with the druids, almost all the forces in Elturgard would benefit from it.
However, these words were not only said to Emya, but also to Norwich.
However, Oghma's priest looked embarrassed. "Your Excellency Asur, I am a priest of Candlekeep, and I am away on official business. I will stay in Elturgard for a month at most. I don't want to lie—I can complete a map of the surrounding area, survey nearby resources, or help coordinate construction. But the actual construction... the workload is too huge to be completed in a month.
"With all due respect, some tasks are better left unfinished than not being done at all. And coordinating a large number of spellcasters to carry out the work would be prohibitively expensive."
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