Equipment Printing School Mage

"Lord Emya, we have known Lord Apodel for quite some time as well. He is also our friend!" Naif was not at all put off. "He was treated as a wrongly accused criminal for a considerable period of time in Baldur's Gate! That Sarevok was a hero of Baldur's Gate until the day he was killed! And Lord Apodel was slandered and framed by Grand Duke Silvershield after the siege of Dragonspear! A very important reason why he was able to become Grand Duke was because the last remaining Grand Duke, Grand Duke Violet, had Miss Imoen as his lover!"

...Even Emiya couldn't refute this.

Apodel's success in becoming the Grand Marshal and Grand Duke of the Flaming Fist was definitely inseparable from Imoen's great help.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

At this point, Naif had no way out. He simply raised a finger and said, "You said the two Silver Flames were responsible for the greatest contributions. All Halruaans would agree. So, may I ask what your relationship is with Lady Metatron, and why are you working with her?"

“…She is my teacher.”

"Does she have other students?"

"……No."

"Very good, you are a direct descendant of Master Metatron." Naif extended his second finger. "What is your relationship with Master Mi... Yin?"

Did Naif almost misspell a syllable just now? Aimiya was silent for a moment, then said, "We are... lovers."

"Are you two simply friends for the short term, or do you intend to commit the rest of your lives to each other?"

Emiya sighed: "If nothing unexpected happens and Yin doesn't abandon me, this relationship will continue."

"Does Miss Yin have any other suitors besides you?"

"No."

"So, you are essentially an engaged couple." Nayef finally stopped pretending and simply took out a huge golden cloak from the dimensional bag.

That is the symbol of the Mage King Halruaan.

Emiya still wanted to struggle again: "Even so, it doesn't mean that I have to become the Mage King!"

"These past few days, you've been concerned about the stability of various creations and haven't checked on Feren's current situation, right?"

This made Emiya stunned for a moment. "We just confirmed not long ago that the war in Toril is still on the eve of breaking out. At most, the preliminary battles have been fought."

Naif shook his head. "Unfortunately, you made the wrong judgment this time. Lord Fieri, who just visited Baldur's Gate, has sent back news that Sel has surrendered to the All-Knowing One."

"what?!"

This is really shocking news.

Not to mention Emiya, even most of the elders present didn’t know about this!

Nayef simply draped the shawl over Emiya's shoulders.

This cape was even quickly combined with the Archmage's Robe - its designer simply assumed that Halrua's candidate for Mage King would have a Archmage's Robe.

"Now, the faction that might have been involved in internal strife has surrendered decisively, bringing with it an astonishing amount of supplies within the territory. Now, if you don't want to surrender, you need all the support you can get.

Naif said seriously, "There is no one better than Halruaa to support you above Toril."

Looking at Emiya, who was finally showing some signs of interest, he exchanged a glance with Tachi and finally pulled out the most dangerous trump card they had prepared for today: "The All-Knowing One claims that she is the second-generation goddess of magic. Therefore, all temples in Halrua have now removed Mystra from the temple."

"The Halruan people have been close friends with every generation of the Chosen Ones of the Goddess of Magic. Although no one among the Halruan people has ever been a Chosen One of Mystra, they do have some knowledge of the Silver Fire," Naif whispered. "We have personally witnessed Azuth, the Mage God, even though he was still a Chosen One. His use of the Silver Fire was only comparable to that of Lord Metatron."

Emiya pursed her lips.

Tachi said, "We witnessed with our own eyes from the airship the magical web enveloping the world, reshaping the mountains and rivers, a truly remarkable spectacle. Your Majesty, Emya, perhaps the people of Central Earth have no idea how terrifying this is, but the people of Halrua cannot hide it from their eyes! The Magic Goddess of Death relied on the magical web to riot in order to send Halrua to Abel. Who could single-handedly bring Halrua and Lantan back to Toril?"

"We have reached the most unlikely conclusion: this is simply not something the Chosen could do—Miss Silver possesses a control over the Silver Fire far superior to that of the Chosen. She has a free-spirited personality and a passion for magic that puts the people of Halrua to shame. Her body is immature, like a young girl who has just reached adulthood, yet she possesses a captivating charm. Metatron's attitude towards her is extremely unusual—she even knows stories from long before Toril was born!

"We already know who she is, and we will follow her to the end of the world."

Tachi didn't give a final answer, but instead said, "Your Majesty Emya, before today, the temples across Halrua were already being renovated. The statue of Mystra was moved out, and the statue of the Midnight Goddess was moved to the side of the temple."

"As for the statue of Mystril, it is planned to be completely redone. After all, the sculptor saw the real prototype."

These guys really didn't leave him any room to shirk responsibility.

Emiya took a deep breath, sighed, and pressed her shoulders. "Although I don't have this intention, if this can bring some benefits to the Halrua people and Faerun..."

The elders present finally breathed a sigh of relief, and applause rang out like thunder.

In this way, they could cover up the fact that they had Fei'eli go to Emilia's former activity location in advance to publicize that the new Mage King was Emilia.

The Tremor of the Sixty-Six Worlds (I)

The Presbyterian Church's conspiracy to wear the yellow robe was successfully accomplished.

Mr. Emiya of Lunya did not show any particular enthusiasm for becoming the Mage King, but he was not so disgusted that he would do anything to get rid of this responsibility - not to mention that before the decisive battle with the Wild Spirit, he had been no different from the Mage King for quite some time.

Not to mention, he now urgently needs to issue a few orders in his capacity as the Mage King: completely draw a line between himself and the All-Knowing One, and refuse to acknowledge her as the Goddess of Magic.

From the very beginning, he pushed for the trip to Abel in the hope of gaining Halrua's help to offset the power of the Omniscient One.

They were now certain that the All-Knowing One was definitely not simply the return of Mystra. That beautiful body was definitely filled with some sinister creature.

Or perhaps it was simply some evil god wearing the skin of Mystra.

——Please be more direct.

Emilia could bet that the mastermind behind the so-called omniscience was none other than the devil king Asmodeus.

This habit of slowly tangling the skein within the rules, slowly paralyzing your ability to resist, and finally delivering a fatal blow to you on a dark and helpless night...it's all too familiar.

It doesn't matter if you guess wrong.

Even if he took a step back and thought that she was really the second-generation magic goddess Mystra, he would never stand on Mystra's side.

Theoretically, the safest option upon returning from Abel would be for everyone to leave the skies and remain on earth—but the Halruaan people were far less compliant. At least a hundred airships, under the pretext of protecting the border, remained suspended above the Halruaan mountains throughout the entire journey back from Abel.

Finally, they also witnessed with their own eyes how the world changed amid the roar of the magic network - the remaining elemental storms were wiped out in front of them, and replaced by endless armies of undead and scattered red-robed wizards.

The earth-shaking shock was probably the reason that prompted them to completely turn to Emiya and Yin.

To this day, they still argue - how did they get back to Toril from Abeir?

They only heard the slight sound of the magic net and saw the shining light of the magic net, and then their homeland returned to the familiar land.

The mere absence of knowledge can bring about absolute awe, while sufficient knowledge can bring about absolute obedience.

Silver's identity had become unconcealable the moment she actually managed to bring Halrua back to Toril—Metatron himself was a Seraph and a Nine-Ring Mage, already an invincible force in the mortal realm. Such an archangel had no idea how to bring Halrua back home.

Everyone who witnessed the scene of the earth-shattering changes could come to the same conclusion: Silver's familiarity with the magic network was thousands of times stronger than Metatron's.

There was no way she was a mortal.

This day has finally arrived.

He leaned against the side of the boat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you thinking about?" Just as he was lost in thought, Elastrid's gentle voice rang out beside him. "It's quite rude of you to walk up to me without even looking at me."

"Sorry, it's been a bit much."

Only then did Alestria notice that there was another shawl on Emya's archmage robe, and she couldn't help but show surprise: "Is this a gift from the Halrua people?"

"...It's more like it's for Yin than for me." Given Emiya's personality, he really didn't know how to explain what had just happened.

He had originally gone there to say goodbye, but as soon as he entered the meeting room, he was pushed onto the throne.

He could only change the subject abruptly: "How is Yin's condition now?"

"She's still sound asleep." Talking about this topic, Elaster became more serious. "I've tried everything, but she still hasn't woken up. Her physical condition is normal, she just looks like she's sleeping. Miss Meta is still with her now."

If Emiya didn't have a lot of things to do as the team captain, he really wanted to just stay with Yin.

"...Is it too much of a burden even for her?" He could only sigh.

Seeing the atmosphere was becoming too heavy, Elaster rolled her eyes and suddenly lowered her voice: "Should we go into that time gate next?"

Emiya was silent for a moment, then nodded: "It is very likely to be so."

Silver's strength should have recovered a lot, but if he were to face the All-Knowing One head-on, he would probably still be too weak.

The existence of that portal may be the backdoor that can reverse everything.

However, even he didn't know what would happen after stepping into that time gate - perhaps, they should even visit the temple of Corellon before setting off?

At this moment, Elaster's thin eyebrows trembled, and she said casually, "That door seems to lead to ten thousand years ago? What will happen to Metatron and Miss Silver?"

"……I have no idea."

Time is clearly of immense importance in this world, to the point where even the former goddess of magic is merely a proxy for it. Therefore, she would likely not be allowed to embezzle.

So, how would this group have operated ten thousand years ago? Even Emiya had no idea.

Elaster took a step closer and said, "You and Miss Yin have only been in a relationship for a few months. So, were you still lovers ten thousand years ago?"

Uh... shouldn't it?

Judging from Yin's previous words, disrupting the flow of time is probably a taboo. He probably can't say things like, "You will be my teacher in ten thousand years, you will be my lover in ten thousand years."

With just one sentence, Elastrid stirred up Emilia's biggest worry at the moment: if he went back ten thousand years, all his relationships with these two would be completely wiped out...

To find out that neither his teacher nor his lover recognized him was quite a mental trauma for him.

He might be the one in the team who is least adapted to life ten thousand years ago... What will become of their team?

……Um?

Immediately, he realized something was wrong.

He turned his head sharply.

There was something subtly familiar about the way Elastrid looked at him.

As gentle as ever, but with a certain lingering affection.

He took a deep breath and decided to cut this off resolutely.

He slapped the pastor lady on the side and said, “Elastrid, I almost forgot!

"Originally, I hoped that everyone in Halruaa would remain on the ground until everything was over before boarding the ships. But when the team voted, you suddenly stood up and said you wanted to see the spectacle of the entire world transforming before your eyes—and ended up taking nearly half the airships into the air, taking unnecessary risks! I still remember this!"

"...Ha...haha." The smile on Alestria's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and her expression was a little stiff: "...Is this matter...important?"

"Isn't it important?!"

"I suddenly feel like I should go to the tavern and listen to Sig bragging about himself. I'm leaving first!"

The Tremor of the Sixty-Seventh World (Part 2)

You and Miss Yin have only been in a relationship for a few months? So were you still lovers ten thousand years ago?

Emilia wasn't sure if Elastrid said this intentionally.

If we strictly follow the chronological order, ten thousand years ago, Emya was obviously single - at that point in time, Yin... or Mystril neither knew him nor could they admit their relationship.

However, if he admitted it, the consequences could be serious - he would rather let Elastrid give up now.

However, Elastrid had clearly guessed what he meant and had no intention of continuing the conversation. She walked a few steps into the still bustling Halayah before disappearing without a trace.

They had only just returned to Toril a few days ago, and although most of the Halruaan were ready to leave, they weren't in a rush. They had already planned to hold grand celebrations in Halayach and Haligad, and then return home after the festival.

In fact, the day of Halrua's homecoming has been submitted by the Elders' Council, which hopes to call this day of each year Homecoming Day, and is expected to become one of Halrua's most important festivals in the future.

And these few days will be Halrua's first homecoming festival.

Elastrid slipped casually into the crowd, and Emilia completely lost track of her - he wasn't shameless enough to cast a spell for such a thing.

Yin's situation was even stranger. Even his teacher kicked him out and told him not to take care of him for the next few days.

Of course, it would be more accurate to say that Yin didn't want to see anyone during these few days, including Emiya.

It's so bizarre.

Metatron remained silent about the reason.

He took off the luxurious Mage King shawl and put it into the dimensional bag. Now he didn't know what to do.

Since arriving in Faerun, his responsibilities have rarely been as light as they are today.

He has done what he can, and his previous efforts have turned into extremely fruitful results - from now on, life and death, success or failure, will no longer depend on whether he works hard today.

This sudden relaxation made him a little confused.

However, even though he was confused, he was not at ease - his face was somewhat too famous in Halayah at that moment.

In today's Halayah, 70% of the residents relied on Emiya to urgently create suitable housing - in fact, Emiya even tried his best to meet the Halua people's less excessive demands.

News of the Mage King's inauguration had not yet spread, and Emia had requested that the ceremony give way to a celebration. Despite this, wherever he went, cheers erupted, so much so that Emia had to devote all her energy to responding to greetings and preventing excessive etiquette.