Equipment Printing School Mage
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"Then you can also take this set of tokens as part of your team's assets," Hus said. "Also, there's another reason why we're giving this set of tokens to you: Halrua isn't the only one trapped in Abel."
Emiya's pupils shrank.
Hus said seriously, "It is true that the Church of Gond in Baldur's Gate is the largest branch in Faerun. But in fact, there is another branch in Faerun that is capable of competing with us. They received this honor because they rescued our lord Gond when he descended to the mortal world during the Troubled Years. In return, our lord shared countless technical secrets with them. Yes, Lantan Island, the location of the second largest Church of Gond, also disappeared from the ocean with the Arcane Blight. If Halruaa is in Abeir, then Lantan Island, also in southern Faerun, is probably there too. If you plan to go to Abeir... this token should be of some extra benefit."
"We certainly hope that our fellow clansmen can be saved as well. Similarly, if Lantan Island is lucky enough to survive these hundred years, this token should help you quickly gain their trust."
This is both a reward and a commission.
"Okay, I'll try my best to find Lantan Island." As Emilia took it, he casually pointed at the intricate silk fabric at the end of the token and asked, "Does this silk fabric have any special meaning?"
"There's no special meaning," Hus said with a strange expression. "It's just that the material is rather special."
"Special?" Emilia was stunned for a moment, observed it for a while, and couldn't help but take a breath.
What silk? Those are clearly a large number of dimensional holes. If these dimensional holes are completely filled, maybe the Gund Church really sent a city here!
Hus lowered his head slightly. "Traveling to another world will inevitably consume countless resources. We have collected as much supplies as possible in the past month. We hope these resources will be sufficient for you in the event that you lack support."
After giving Emya a veritable mountain of gold and silver, Hus left. And Emya of Lunya, the newly crowned sage, sighed and returned to his room.
And Master Musa didn't disconnect the call, presumably because he had listened to the entire conversation. At this moment, the old master's attitude had completely changed.
He said seriously, "It's equivalent to a token from the Lord of the Church himself. The Gond Church is clearly notorious for its xenophobia. Outsiders simply can't access any of their secrets... Who are you? Did you really destroy Larloch?"
Emilia replied: "In these few months, I have done something."
"Then, your talents will inevitably be greatly reduced here... Even if you can call the wind and rain in Faerun, you will have to start from scratch in Abeir. Even if you are a genius fifth-ring mage, you will have to start from the beginning here, starting from the first ring - are you ready?"
Emiya raised her eyes and replied, "I am an eight-ring mage."
Musa froze for a moment, then opened his mouth. After confirming that Emiya wasn't joking, he wordlessly patted the carpet next to him. He seemed to be sitting next to a low table. "Wait a moment."
Emiya narrowed her eyes slightly.
——After a month of tug-of-war, it seems that the results will finally come today.
After a while, the great wizard Musa put on gloves, carefully held a tuning fork and came to the communication crystal ball. He tapped it lightly with his palm, and it made a pleasant sound.
"The tuning fork for interdimensional teleportation is right here—one of our greatest achievements in the past century. After repeated adjustments, we finally ensured that the frequency of its vibration is in harmony with the planet. Since you are familiar with the Gond Church, things will be much easier: contact the Gond Church and have them attempt to replicate this tuning fork through the communication crystal ball. Although this is almost a fantasy, since it is the Gond Church, it should be possible..."
As Musa spoke, Emiya looked at the tuning fork carefully and silently took out a piece of metal made of the same material as the tuning fork in the communication crystal ball.
Fine steel, the most commonly used material by mages.
Amidst the low chanting, the small piece of fine steel twisted and deformed slightly like a fluid, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a tuning fork.
As Musa stared in astonishment, he tapped the tuning fork lightly.
Two identical tuning forks rang softly at both ends of the communication crystal sphere.
Musa's eyes widened, and he practically bared his teeth and claws at the other end of the communication crystal ball. "What kind of magic is this? It's incredible!?"
"Yes." Emilia answered affirmatively.
"...No, you...! You're calling this a miracle!? Are you...are you serious? How can this be a miracle? Wouldn't this spell leave burrs even when building a ladder?!"
2. We choose to go to the moon
During this month, Haverfont's life was quite comfortable.
In the City of Ghosts, they were guest generals, controlled by the Tantur family but not trusted. Halffont, a top wizard in the City of Ghosts, had fallen to the point where he couldn't even secure the materials for triggering spells.
Of course, the supplies in Ghost City are not so scarce that they cannot even cover the material expenses of a Nine-Ring Mage - this is a deliberate act by both Ghost City and Shar.
If the resources available to the Shadow Spirits are suppressed, they will not be able to become more independent and will have to continue to rely on the City of Ghosts. They will always be short of resources, and will be more eager to prove themselves and make contributions in battle.
——Now that she has arrived in the Sharptooth Forest, she realized that this is the kind of life a Nine-Ring Mage should live!
Shadow spirits are also elves, and they are naturally agile. Therefore, they did not show any discomfort with the tree houses built with the help of the druids. Instead, they were all moved to the point of almost crying: the tree houses on the tall treetops almost combined the warmth and comfort of sunlight, and the huge trees in the Sharptooth Forest also gave each shadow spirit an exaggeratedly large range of activities.
They thought they would be living a semi-prisoner's life here, but they never expected that the druids, despite being so reluctant, would still give them an exaggeratedly generous activity area... Of course, this may also be related to the fact that the Sharptooth Forest is a vast area of tens of thousands of square kilometers.
All the spellcasting materials that Havelfont needed were directly requested from Emiya - this red-haired wizard was extremely wealthy. When Havelfont said the number that even she herself thought was excessive, Emiya's face clearly showed sympathy and pity.
There is no need to go into the specific details, but in short, Haverfonte has been busy copying books for this month.
However, what is coming will come.
It didn't take her long to realize what Emiya and the others needed most from her.
They spent a lot of effort to pry her away from the Ghost City, and there was only one real reason behind it.
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In the Great Shield Maze, almost all the great wizards that Emilia had met along the way gathered together, but Emilia and Imoen were the last to arrive.
Naturally, the news of Emiya and her group's plan to rescue Halrua had spread.
This was an outright conspiracy—no matter how others speculated about the motives behind it, they could only question its feasibility and could not deny its importance.
Halruaa itself is one of the most powerful kingdoms in Faerun, and it is also the land with the strongest magical faith. Not to mention, when the Arcane Blight broke out, a large number of members of the Church of Mystra were in that land.
Saving Halrua was something that had to be done no matter what.
"What a brilliant move," Imon Violet Greatbow whispered to Aimya as they strolled through the familiar yet unfamiliar Candlekeep. "That all-knowing One, whose origins are unknown, has taken up the banner and declared war on the evil that has run rampant for years. At a time like this, even if others are unwilling to directly join her, their contributions will be tacitly considered part of the grand counteroffensive. But your decision to advance on Abel ahead of time has put her in a dilemma."
The All-Knowing One publicly announced that the rescue of Halruaa would be postponed until after the Apotheosis... However, Sel was far away in the far east of Faerun.
If this All-Knowing One truly overthrew the Zhentarim and Cyrene, then she must have already penetrated all of Faerûn, and this goal is not far from unifying Faerûn.
In other words, saving Halruaa would be postponed indefinitely.
Now, Emiya and the others claimed to be heading to Abel, putting her in a difficult position: she couldn't openly stop Emiya and the others from going—because Halrua was one of her most important faith realms. But she was also clearly unwilling to offer help: if Emiya and the others succeeded, her "omniscience" would have a fatal flaw: either she didn't know the correct way to save Halrua, but that method had been accomplished by a group of young people.
Interpreted from another perspective, her behavior is even more vicious: perhaps it was precisely because Halrua was the most devout follower of Mystra that she was unwilling to save him.
When did Mystra become connected to the Gods and Not Gods? Even Elminster had no idea.
The most terrifying speculation is the devil's intriguing silence in recent days.
Some time ago, the demons were extremely active in Faerun, but after the defeat of Eltoril, they really disappeared.
In reality, the mortals had indeed won a decisive victory at the Battle of Eltoril, but the small loss of property was far from a serious blow to the demons. They should have immediately launched a counterattack and tried to restore their prestige.
However, now Mystra has returned, but she uses the name of the Supreme Being taught by the Society of Gods and Non-Gods who are in cahoots with the devil.
Although the old wizards of the previous era expressed their 100% approval of the Omniscient One on the surface, the doubts in their hearts would not disappear easily.
Naturally, the only choice for Omniscient was to move on from victory to victory. When she finally returned to or ascended to the throne of magic, doubt would no longer have any meaning.
What's more, she is the only candidate who claims, and indeed reasonably claims, that she will return to the throne of God. Others have no choice at all - these doubters are far from going to the extent of deliberately spending time looking for the missing third-generation Magic Goddess now that the second-generation Magic Goddess has arrived.
And Emilia's unexpected choice may completely disrupt the omniscient One's plan.
The most favorable outcome for the All-Knowing One is that this reckless team disappears in Abel, making them a regrettable part of history.
Otherwise, once they return, even if they fail to bring Halrua back, it will cause considerable damage to her dignity.
However, she had to express her support openly.
And it is impossible for Imoen and Apodel to stand on the side of the All-Knowing One, who is also one of Emya's allies.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked indirectly, "Next, are you two going to focus on the affairs within Baldur's Gate?"
"Of course," Imoen snorted. "You guys have only been to Baldur's Gate a handful of times, and each time you do, you stir up this mess. I'm lucky I can keep Baldur's Gate running, so why would I bother to care who the next goddess of magic is... Baldur's Gate's magic temple hasn't been demolished yet, so I'll just clean it up when the church returns."
"And Mr. Appledale?"
"...Heh." Imoen chuckled. "He's a paladin of the goddess, so he should be paying his respects—but he's still the Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate. He just went to Chult a few days ago and beat up those unruly old Flaming Fist members, finally becoming the official Marshal of the Flaming Fist. Now the Church of Gond has agreed to provide firearms technology to the Flaming Fist, and the entire Flaming Fist is undergoing military reform. How can he leave?"
The question is whether you can't leave, or you find a legitimate reason not to leave.
"Creaky." The door opened.
This was a meeting for high-ranking Harpers only. More than a month ago, the participants had discussed the goddess' resurrection here and parted ways unhappily.
Now that the goddess has returned, she is not the one that anyone present expected.
Emilia glanced at Elminster. The old sage now looked even older than he had more than a month ago. He was smoking his pipe non-stop, and his face was filled with nothing but worry.
Storm Silverhand, the Harper who fought alongside him in Candlekeep, also greeted Emya - but her condition was not too good either.
It would be more accurate to say that Storm Silverhand was the one who suffered the most among those present. Her body was still youthful, but in just a month, her face had already shown many signs of weathering.
She was probably the one suffering the most at this moment - among the high-level harpists present, she was one of the few who knew that Midnight had also been resurrected.
"In one month, everything has really turned upside down."
The Lord of Silvermoon City, Elastra Silverhand, sighed and said, "We have communicated countless times over this period of time. There is no need to exchange pleasantries."
They had only one topic for this meeting.
——Paving the way for Emilia to go to Abel.
Storm Silverhand stood up, coughed lightly, and said, "Previously, the All-Knowing One claimed that conventional means were incapable of reaching Halruaa or Abeir. We've tested this over the past month... Unfortunately, she was right. Attempting to open the gate to Abeir will only lead back to Toril... The fall of Halruaa and Lantan to Abeir is likely a low-probability, accidental event, only seen in a disaster on the scale of the Goddess of Magic's death. It cannot be replicated by conventional means."
"We have another hypothesis: a great wizard of Halruaa claimed that casting spells in Abeir is far more difficult than on other planes without the Weave. Abeir may have placed some special restrictions on Toril, and the connection between the two planets may be beyond our imagination. After all, the fact that the two planets occupy the same space in the universe, but have never been aware of each other's existence for countless years is absurd enough in itself."
Emiya reached out and pulled a handful of black dust from the dimensional bag at her waist, gently sprinkling it on the table. "Based on this, our planned route to Abel is to mimic the City of Shade. The reason is simple: why did Halruaa's communication crystal orb end up lost in the Shadowfell? After repeated confirmation with my informant, we have a hypothesis: the predecessor of the Shadowfell, the Shadow Demiplane, was merely a collection of countless demiplanes with some connection to the Prime Material Plane. But after the Arcane Plague, and especially today, it has flourished into a true demiplane, becoming a 'shadow' of the Prime Material Plane.
"So, we plan to go to the Shadowfall Underworld and try to use the plane teleportation technology of the City of Ghosts to enter Abel."
"You have this technology? This should be the top secret of the City of Ghosts, right?" asked the high-level harpist, Archdruid Jaheira.
"Please forgive me for keeping it a secret, as it may endanger the life of my informant," Emiya replied.
"...The Shadowfell." Waterdeep Lord, Lyra Silverhand, frowned. "I heard that it has become Shar's private domain. Even if you have a way to reach the Shadowfell, wouldn't it be too risky to act there?"
"She still has competitors, but she has indeed gained an absolute advantage in Shadowfell," Emiya said. "So, we can't stay in Shadowfell for long—but, precisely because Shadowfell has become a shadow of the Material Plane, we can move around in the Material Plane and immediately head to Abeir after teleporting to Shadowfell, shortening our time in Shadowfell."
"If you plan to go directly to the ruins of Halruaa, I'm afraid that won't be possible." Elminster tapped his pipe. "Now, it's become a second Cyre—countless red-robed wizards are driving the undead to dig deep into the ground, trying to find the ruins and tombs left behind by the Halruaa wizards. It's also on a war footing. If you go there, you'll literally be stirring up a hornet's nest."
"Yes. We've considered going underground before—the Halruaan Archmage also told us that the Halruaan people were surprised to discover that Abel also has the Underdark..."
"Then here's another piece of bad news." Many of the Harpers present were from the North. "According to some clues we've discovered, there are fewer and fewer signs of drow activity underground in the North, but reports of drow sightings are moving further south. Lolth's minions are probably looking for some carrion to eat on the battlefield at Halruaa... If you're heading into the Underdark now, you might run into a drow army if you're unlucky."
These problems could be solved, and with Emya's current reputation, he could make the request, and the Harpers would likely approve and take action.
However, this would inevitably interrupt the Harpers' ongoing war preparations.
And at this moment, Emilia must not ask the Harper for too much help - because this would essentially be owing a favor to the Omniscient One.
"Yes. However, a few days ago, I found a perfect location from an unexpected place—and this location is not in Faerun. Entering the Shadowfell from there will avoid Shar's eyes and ears for a short period of time. At the same time, entering Abeir from there will ensure sufficient reaction time and will not be caught off guard by the natives of Abeir."
When the term "Abeir native" was mentioned, the eyes of the high-ranking harpists present, although they were all famous and great men in Faerun, twitched.
Who are the natives of Abel?
This wasn't a secret—Halrua and Lantan went to Abeir, but some of Abeir's lands were also transported to Faerun. Over time, the Harpers had established contact with these aliens.
Compared to Toril, where good and evil are fighting each other, Abeir can only be regarded as a hell within hell.
There is only one ruling race on Abeir: the dragons.
Although the dragons of Abel are of the same species as those in Toril, the five-colored dragons and the metallic dragons there live in perfect harmony.
Do evil in harmony.
In Abel, if you are not one of the two ruling races, you will only have two identities: a slave, or a fugitive slave.
The reason why they are so arrogant is very simple - there are enough of them.
Although there is a subtle sense of humor in creatures like dragons claiming to have an advantage in numbers - but the group of dragon-like creatures from Abel who called themselves Dragonborn once gave a very clear answer.
In Abel, there are nearly 100,000 true dragons of each species, sharing the sky, the earth, and the ocean.
Do you want to fight a million real dragons?
The dragon on Abel was in the state immediately preceding the final battle between the elves and the dragon. Even the elves had to deploy the Dragon Madness Mystique to defeat the dragon, but even so, they suffered heavy losses in the dragon's final frenzied attack.
This is one of the reasons why the actions of Emiya and others were considered suicide.
"Giant dragons have occupied all of Abel... Considering the diverse nature of dragons, both sky cities and underground cities are likely to exist." Elastra frowned slightly. "Where are you going to enter Abel?"
Emiya took a deep breath and stood by the window.
It was the night of the full moon again. In Faerun, the moon was called after the moon goddess.
And this path happened to be recommended to him by the Moon Goddess.
Emilia pointed to the white wheel in the sky and said, "We choose to go to the moon."
As mentioned before, Abel and Toril completely overlap in space.
Similarly, they share the same universe, the same starry sky, and even the same moon.
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