Equipment Printing School Mage
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To his surprise, the angel, a creature known for its high self-esteem, acted quite approachable. "My name is Metatron, and I'm a seraph of the first generation of the magic goddess Mystrel. I'm a member of the support team that set out from Toril this time."
As soon as these words were spoken, even the most knowledgeable elders in the Council were shocked when they received the confirmed answer... and were so excited that they almost cried.
The Seraphim, a creature that only existed in legends, had single-handedly come to save Halruaa, which was enough to make them burst into tears of gratitude. Now, with such power, he was only one member of the team?
Even though Tachi never believed anyone in Faerûn would rescue them, his heart raced until his vision darkened. Gritting his teeth, he pushed aside his apprentice's support and asked, "Excuse me, has the goddess returned? Are you and your team messengers sent by the goddess of magic? Can we return to Toril immediately?!"
At the same time, he signaled to other members to quickly guide the airship to the port.
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly thought of another possibility.
This time, his frail body couldn't hold on any longer and he almost fainted.
The airship is, of course, a secret of Halruaa. The problem is that 70% of Halruaa's population consists of followers of the Magic Goddess, while the remaining 30% are followers of both the Magic Goddess and the God of Mages. This secret is practically invisible to the Magic Goddess. Those who can restore Halruaa's magical network must be the Chosen, or even... even more so!
If the Blazing God Servant is just a member of a team, then the one leading the team personally is...?!
If someone realizes this possibility, even if it is extremely remote, but is not excited to the point of nearly fainting, then he is probably not a true believer.
Metatron sighed, nodded gently at Tachi, calmed him down, and shook his head. "Let's go through this one by one. First, the bad news. We are indeed here to support Halrua's team. But Abel is in a special situation. It's isolated from the outside world, and traditional methods of entry and exit are impossible. The way we came to Abel was extremely risky, and even we didn't dare to try to return the same way. Therefore, we can't return to Toril immediately."
Even though the Halrua people had prepared themselves mentally, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when they heard this. Then, Tachi said, "...So, what is your specific purpose for coming here?"
"We're going to be doing relatively long-term work here," Metatron said seriously. "We're going to lay a magic net in Abel, find the reason why Abel is so isolated from the outside world, and destroy it—then this state of displacement will likely end immediately. Precisely because our goal is construction, the captain of this team this time is not me, but Emiya from Lunya, who you previously communicated with."
This answer caused some discussion among the Presbyterian members.
When Emiya first debuted, she was met with considerable skepticism due to her youth. In Halrua, this age might be enough to gain fame and attention, but it was still far from being able to socialize with the elders on an equal footing.
Now, with a Seraph Servant on the team, he's still qualified to be the team leader! ?
"First, he's my only student," Metatron said calmly. "Furthermore, if we're here to rescue Halrua from Hell, I should be the one leading the team. However, if we want Halrua to quickly recover from decades of hardship, Emya must be at the forefront."
The Halrua people were renowned for their emphasis on etiquette. At this point, no Halrua would hesitate to ask directly, so they shifted the question to: "So, where does Mr. Emiya plan to begin?"
"Although I am his teacher, I only introduced him to the basics of the arcane arts. What truly makes him stand out is his own talent. I'd better ask him to explain it himself." Metatron seemed to have thought of something and added, "Besides, I am the goddess's servant after all. I came here in person to compensate those loyal believers..."
"I guess you guys have received some communications?"
At this moment, Nayef received a text message from someone who was so ecstatic that he seemed a little confused: [I got it! I got it! ! ! !]
The sender was the principal of Halayach Junior High School, a highly respected old dwarf, Grannar Steelblade.
One of the most powerful men in Halayah.
The reason was simple: many Halayah people, many of whom were now elders, had formally converted to Islam under his auspices. After the Offa disaster, the situation worsened: he was the teacher of all the descendants of the Halayah people.
…but the key point is that he hasn't been able to cast spells in decades.
Naif looked at Metatron in shock. The Seraph smiled and nodded. "As the goddess's servant, I am capable of casting spells on her behalf. It's just that I'm nowhere near as skilled as the goddess."
Such a powerful Seraphic Servant is going to give up the position of captain?
At this moment, Granna Steel's roar rang out in Naif's ears: "No, where are you shooting your tractor beams? Isn't that airport about to collapse? What are you doing in the Elder Hall? Haven't you received such a deadly news?!"
Naif was stunned, his soul swirling. He shouted to an elder in the crowd, "Lysander! Has the airport been reported to be seriously damaged?!"
The elder who was called was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a notebook from his waist and flipped through a few pages. Then a drop of sweat slowly seeped out from his forehead.
The performance of that foreign airship was quite outstanding, and during this period of time, it was ready to dock.
Metatron raised his eyebrows slightly, but was not angry. He just whispered a few words in the direction of the Platinum.
The storm caused by this huge ship swept across the seemingly ordinary tower-shaped airport. With a loud bang, the towering tower collapsed and countless rocks fell towards the Platinum.
Even though this would not harm the guests who came to Abel, it was still a huge embarrassment.
This really made the Halruaans sweat profusely. Just as they were about to apologize, Metatron put his finger to his lips: "Shh... Don't worry."
At this moment, an invisible magical wave spread out on the side of the ship, and the stone tower that was originally crashing down suddenly slowed down, as if it was frozen in the air.
After a while, the tower, which was once magnificent but now scarred, flew back, and the solid rocks returned to their original positions like water. All the damages suffered in the arcane disaster disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Now, nearly a hundred years have passed since the Arcane Scourge, and there are still such dilapidated buildings in the capital. Naturally, this is because the mages have almost lost the ability to maintain and repair them.
However, the damaged airport that left the Halrua people helpless was restored to its original state in just a few seconds.
Outside the Elders' Hall, it was so quiet that it seemed as if hundreds of silencing spells had been cast.
Metatron breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around with a smile and said, "Emia of Lunya is the captain of this operation because he is skilled in creation. He can make extremely complex objects flow out of his hands like water from Halrua's printing press. I will repair the magic network, and he will repair Halrua."
"I think you all have no objection to his abilities?"
Twelve hundred things to be rebuilt
Halayah.
Before this trip, the name of this city was almost unknown in Emia's knowledge.
The Halrua people migrated from their old capital to the present-day Haligad about two hundred years ago, and the person who presided over the migration was naturally the former Mage King Zarason who had recently passed away.
Despite this, after passing through the illusion, everyone on the ship was stunned by the prosperity of Halayach.
The city had clearly not yet been completely rebuilt after the devastating disaster. Large tracts of rubble had simply been removed from the roads to ensure basic accessibility, while the still-collapsed ruins remained where they were.
——However, even though the city was still surrounded by ruins, the people on the ship could easily catch a glimpse of the astonishing scene of the Mage Kingdom at its peak.
The City of a Thousand Towers.
This was the first impression Emiya could give.
They couldn't even see the relatively low buildings at first, as countless wizard towers, like skyscrapers in later generations, occupied most of the sky above Halayach. These towers, scattered at different heights, even reminded Emya of the towering trees in the Sharptooth Forest, which competed for height.
What’s even more terrifying is that countless may not be an adjective.
"...One hundred...three hundred..." Sig's eyes nearly popped out as he stared at the remaining standing wizard towers. "—What the hell! Halayach is now in ruins, and there are at least three hundred wizard towers still standing? There are more than three hundred wizards in this city?"
Mars replied, "I must correct two misunderstandings: First, in a place like Halrua, not every wizard has the qualifications and financial resources to build a wizard tower. You must be a wizard with some background in Halrua to be qualified to build a wizard tower. In fact, according to statistics from the Church of Magic, official wizards account for one-ninth of the total population in Halrua, and those who have initiated into the arcane arts account for one-third. Considering that this is the capital... we can reasonably guess that this small city, which had a population of 8,000 a hundred years ago, had 4,000 wizards at the time."
Of the 8,000 people, half are official mages.
This insane ratio and number was beyond the imagination of the Sword Coast people present. In comparison, Baldur's Gate was simply a remote and poor place: the total number of mages in the capital of Halruaa was almost more than the combatants of the entire Flaming Fist!
But precisely because of this, the current desolation of Halayah is particularly heartbreaking - this once glorious city obviously suffered terrible damage in the ancient Arcane Plague, and more than half of the buildings were destroyed in the collapse and have not been repaired to this day.
The so-called "airports" were towers that stood at the highest point in the city. Such structures were likely to be severely damaged during the Arcane Plague—Emia had anticipated this. But even after receiving the teacher's communication, the Platinum was still nearly struck by the falling tower.
Elastrid released the divine power she always kept ready for healing and sighed, "If Halrua's capital is in such ruin, it will take time for this country to recover."
"That's why we're here," Emilia replied.
As far as he could see, he could even see a large number of dilapidated airships piled up on the edge of the city. When the magic network became disabled, these ships had lost their buoyancy and did not even have a normal airport to dock at.
Use the anchor to lock the Platinum to the tower, and then take away the rudder that controls the ship. Many Halua people are now excitedly heading towards the airport.
The team looked at each other.
The airport was obviously deserted, and there seemed no need for them to take an elevator down to the land of Halayah.
They simply turned over and jumped down from the hundred-meter-high airport, slowly landing on the ground using the Feather Fall Technique.
The first people to arrive were the ordinary people of Halayach—if the Halua people were ordinary people in the usual sense.
Although most of these people were not wearing robes and magic was obviously not their main profession, Emiya could still feel the flow of magic from them.
"That's amazing." Silver's eyes were almost invisible from laughing. "Even the cities of the High Elves in their heyday wouldn't be much stronger than this one."
The person who ran up to them the fastest was a young but energetic woman. She didn't look like she'd gone to bed early this late at night, still wearing a light and comfortable outfit. Before she even reached Emiya and the others, she couldn't help but shout, "Excuse me, are you from Faerun?"
"Exactly." Emilia said, "What's your name?"
She slapped her chest neatly and gave them a formal, strange military salute. "Elise al-Mustafa. The Hand of the Goddess at the Secret Fire Knights' headquarters!"
However, Mars actually performed the exact same etiquette with a bit of awkwardness: "... Mars of Candlekeep, Knight of Secret Fire."
This word instantly caught the young girl's attention. She rushed to Mars in one step, her voice turning from excitement to over-excitement: "...You...you are the Secret Fire Knight!? There are Secret Fire Knights in Faerun? I thought the entire Secret Fire Knights were in Halrua!"
"...Yes." Mars hesitated for a moment, then said, "My teacher is Apodel Adrian."
——The Secret Fire Knights have a position called the Goddess's Hand? He hadn't heard the teacher mention it?
Hearing this name, the girl's eyes visibly lit up. But at this moment, the elders of Halrua teleported in through the portal like a stream of water.
Two gaunt, white-bearded elders stepped out of the portal. They were Naif and Tachi, who had earlier communicated with Emiya and the others. The girl, looking back, was so frightened she nearly jumped out of her skin and quickly stepped aside. The leading elder called out kindly, "Alright, Elise, please give us some time. The Secret Fire Knights are one of the most important organizations in Halrua, so there will always be an opportunity to visit."
Eliser finally breathed a sigh of relief and said timidly, "Yes, Great Grandfather!"
Taqi Al Mustafa paused, then said awkwardly, "...It's called a job title when you're out there."
"Yes, elder!"
Eliser was halfway there when he was stopped by his ancestor, who knew how many generations he had gone before. "Wait a minute, Eliser! Go find Lord Grannar Steelblade and ask him to come to the Elders' Hall immediately!"
"Yes!"
After Tachi dismissed countless generations of his descendants, Nayef stepped forward, shaking hands with everyone with trembling lips. "...Everyone, although we only met not long ago and our acquaintance is not very deep, I can't express the excitement I feel right now...! I used to wonder why the teacher would spend so much time teaching a phantom that only existed on the other side of the crystal sphere... But now, I can somewhat understand the indescribable feeling of loneliness being relieved."
He looked at Haverfont in the crowd and said with a touch of shame, "Although I've been a staunch supporter of you all all this time, in reality, during my time studying at Haverfont, I've doubted more than once that the so-called Haverfont didn't actually exist. Fortunately, I was wrong."
"We were also worried that this trip might fail... but now we have finally set foot on the land of Halrua." Emiya, who has experienced many ups and downs in the past few days, said with sympathy.
Then, Emiya cast a glance at another elder, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Elder. I believe we have now proven our authenticity?"
"Ahem..." Tachi coughed repeatedly and immediately tried to change the subject. "This isn't the place for a long conversation. Please follow me to the Elders' Hall. The people of Halrua have waited far too long for this day."
The building density in Halayach wasn't high—perhaps due to the sheer number of wizard towers. No one wanted to live directly under their shadow. Yet, even at this moment, Halayach was still incredibly crowded. The news that Emiya and the others had successfully docked in the airship spread throughout Halayach within minutes, so much so that several elders had to shout at the Halayach residents to stop blocking the way.
To Emiya's surprise, the Elders' Hall, perhaps considered the highest administrative center of a city or even a country, was just an ordinary building on the ground. Its decoration was even a bit crude, and it looked no different from an ordinary house.
"I thought this kind of elder hall must be located in some dangerous place, perhaps even between the elders' mage towers, suspended above the ground..."
Hearing Emiya's question, the two elders smiled bitterly and said, "...Of course, the old Halrua Elder Hall was like this."
"However, this kind of building was naturally destroyed in the disaster."
Yin asked curiously, "Then why is it on the ground now?"
The two old mages said in unison, "Because casting spells and climbing stairs have become too much of a luxury in Halrua these days!"
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Elders Hall.
The true core of Halrua's theory.
However, the building is remarkably plain—most of the decorations, including statues, paintings, and jewelry, appear rather crude.
Yin, however, was quite impressed: "Except for Emiya, for a creature of divine craftsmanship to reach this level is already an extraordinary achievement."
However, when Emiya and the others entered, they found it unexpectedly empty. This staircase-shaped hall was clearly designed to accommodate nearly 500 people. But for some reason, the number of people here at this moment was probably no more than 100.
Metatron had shrunk back to her usual tall, human form and asked, "Elder Tachi, Elder Naif, I'm not familiar with Halrua's system. What percentage of the Halrua Elder Council are made up of elders here?"
Did only one hundred people come out of four hundred?
Tachi was silent for a moment, then said, "Generally speaking, not every meeting of the Elders' Council is attended by all members. Quite a few are absorbed in research and unconcerned with politics. Having one-third of the members absent is not uncommon. But... it's extremely regrettable. This meeting is extremely important, as it's the first since the death of the previous Mage King. Conventionally, we must select the next Mage King within a few months. Therefore, it should have been one of the most well-attended meetings."
"However..." Tachi was reluctant to take on such a shameful act, but he had previously expressed his distrust in front of the rescuers, so he could only show sufficient sincerity now. "As you may know, Halayach only became the capital of Halruaa two hundred years ago, which is incomparable to the two thousand years of history of the old capital, Haligard. Now, with the outbreak of the Arcane Scourge, a large number of mages have lost their ability to cast spells. Transportation in Halruaa has been almost cut off. Haligard and Halayach have always been at odds, and since the disaster, areas deeply affected by Haligard have rarely come to Halayach. In fact, we estimate that approximately seventy elders no longer visit Halayach due to Haligard's influence."
Emiya was silent for a moment, then said, "...One hundred and seventy. But I heard that the Halrua Elders' Council has four hundred vacancies. May I ask how many are there..."
The question brought an eerie silence.
After a long pause, Naif stood up and sighed, "There's no need to shy away from this: time, illness, trauma—after losing the church's support, common ailments became incredibly deadly. Furthermore, the members of the Elder Council were generally reaching old age and death. Therefore, over the past century, nearly two hundred members of the Elder Council have passed away. Furthermore, due to the incapacity of the magic network, no newcomers can reach the previous Elder Council threshold. Whether to lower the requirements was a huge issue, and it dragged on for a long time. It was only ten years ago that we finally decided to lower the threshold to five rings."
Halrua's situation was more difficult than they had imagined.
Emiya was silent for a moment, then said, "Then, everyone, I must also bring you some bad news—the situation in Faerûn is not stable. On the contrary, Faerûn is on the eve of a major war. The Red Mages of Cyre have occupied the former site of Halruaa..."
Although the Halruaan people were clearly in a downcast mood, they seemed to genuinely despise the notorious red-robed mage. An elder, seemingly still middle-aged, cursed, "Those hairless bastards! We'll teach them a lesson when we get back!"
Emiya hesitated for a moment and said, "Furthermore, due to the active activities of Lord Apodel Adrian, the power of many factions of Cyre's Red Robes seems to have shrunk significantly. The current Cyre Red Robes seem to be dominated by necromancy."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Halrua people present almost unanimously sneered in contempt.
"…Sorry, did I say something wrong?"
"No, nothing." Naif said, "In Halrua right now, the most popular is the prophecy of Lord Zarathon, who predicted the arcane disaster. The second most popular is the conjuration and evocation schools, which have led the Halruans to repel foreign enemies many times. As for the necromancy school..."
The Halruaan present laughed again. "—It's just a school of thoughtless people who bully the weak and fear the strong."
"I didn't expect that those idiots of Searle still have room to fall further. It's really unexpected."
At this moment, Tachi pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lighting up. He stood up and asked, "Everyone, I'm sure you've come here to repair the magical web here. Our expedition team just discovered a section of the magical web west of Halruaa a few days ago. The air element there is extremely dense, and thunder roars. We've named it the Thunder Flower... Is this information helpful to you? Although we don't know why the magical web is there yet."
Emiya suddenly stood up and said, "Thank you everyone, this news is extremely crucial. First of all, we have encountered a celestial river on the road, which descends from hundreds of kilometers in the sky all the way to the earth. And within it is also a sphere of magic web. As for the origin of this sphere of magic web, it is very likely that it came here with Halrua during the changes of the Arcane Plague. At the same time, the magic web within it is released..."
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