Equipment Printing School Mage
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At the same time, both of their faces were filled with annoyance and hostility.
Silver's voice was crystal clear: "I know why you're here, and I know what you want. It's simply to gain something at this point in time, during the elves' prosperity. However, time is not something you can toy with. Therefore, there are a few ironclad rules that you absolutely must not violate. You must keep them in mind."
The fire raged, the forest burned to ash, and the sound of beeps and pops continued, but her voice was still clear and audible: "The most important thing is this: [Time is one-way. No one is allowed to leak information and materials from the future into the past!] In other words, even if you want to trade, you can only obtain materials locally. And the materials you bring are only for your own use. Furthermore, if you want to acquire knowledge, you are not allowed to exchange information.
"If you violate this rule, even if it's unintentional, you will be deported immediately," the silver-haired girl said murderously. "If it's intentional, or even malicious, your future body will be destroyed by my future self!"
Although Emilia couldn't move at the moment, she felt relieved.
This rule is actually much more relaxed than what Yin said himself?
As he spoke, the restraints on them were finally loosened, and the dozens of people present finally breathed deeply.
At this moment, a group of dwarves asked cautiously and respectfully, "Excuse me...how should I address you and your guards...?"
The girl replied, "Just call me the gatekeeper."
Then she pointed to the beautiful guard beside her and said, "You can call her Meta."
"So..." the dwarfs asked, "Are our actions here always under your close supervision?"
"No." The girl answered simply, "We have our own things to do."
The dwarves hesitated for a moment before asking a question many present were wondering: "...How do we get out of here?"
Only then did Emiya notice.
——The configuration of their team is actually a bit too luxurious.
The team consists of four people, namely, the Mage King Halrua, the head of the Xingsong family, the Archdruid - the most ordinary one, and a poet Songlong whose strength far exceeds that of his peers.
Among the other people present, many were obviously ordinary adventurers, or even protected scholars.
However, another group stood out—they were all dressed in Halruaan attire! Leading the group was a young, red-haired mage girl with a salamander leather strap on her forehead, looking around with immense excitement.
Emiya and his group felt that the journey was extremely dangerous. If Yin had not stopped them, they would have brought some more luxurious things with them.
But it's clear that many other visitors don't think so.
When the girl heard this question, she laughed, as if winter had passed and spring had arrived, flowers were blooming, and even the world had become a little brighter.
She smiled and said, "Well, I can help you with this. Anyone need help escaping the fire? Please let me know."
This change in attitude caught many time travelers off guard, but they immediately became excited.
——Among the people present, quite a few knew the girl’s real name.
If the goddess, whose true name was Mystril, truly wished to kill them, those present would be powerless to resist. And if she offered to help, it would naturally be far more effective than their own efforts. Such assistance itself would be a qualification and honor to boast about!
In a flash, more than half of the people expressed their desire for help.
Of course, since they knew the girl's identity, they naturally knew what would please her. Immediately, someone reached for the backpack behind them, saying, "Goddess Mithril, please look at this—"
However, just as he was about to reach for the backpack, Mithril suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Do I need a bribe? Take it back!"
She looked around and confirmed that no one else wanted help, then nodded: "Well, now I'll take you to a safe place."
The next second, a flash of silver light appeared on the bodies of this group of people, and they disappeared on the spot.
The corner of Emilia's eyes suddenly twitched slightly.
It seems, a little, wrong.
Silver... No, Mistrel didn't use space magic.
She simply threw those who came for help back to their original time! The others present seemed completely unaware of this, and instead believed that Misriel was more reliable than they had imagined!
However, as if she could read minds, Mystril turned her head at the perfect moment, smiled, and met Emiya's eyes.
She touched her lips with her finger murderously: Don't say anything you shouldn't say.
After getting rid of most of the travelers in an instant, Misriel seemed to be relieved, and the atmosphere here became more harmonious.
Of course, not everyone present was unprepared. Immediately, several mages, relieved, prepared to hand over gifts to the goddess Mystrel.
However, the next second, these mages who had just taken out the magic scrolls and strange objects as gifts were covered with a flash of silver light and disappeared from the spot along with their teammates.
Misriel's expression remained unchanged as she calmly said, "--I told you not to leak this information forward."
"Leaked?" This sudden change surprised everyone.
Now they are still behind the firewall, so how could there be any possibility of leakage?
The red-haired girl from Halruaa asked fearfully, "Excuse me, even to you... can't you tell me?"
"Of course not." Misriel gave an extremely certain answer at this moment, "Meta and I are the only ones exempted. The iron rule does not apply to the two of us."
Metatron said in a gloomy tone, "To be more precise, if I see something I shouldn't see, I will be brainwashed by my Lord."
Mystrel smiled but said nothing.
At this moment, Emilia's pupils shrank, and she suddenly thought of a horrible possibility.
There were indeed only four of them in front of the time gate.
However, there were still dozens of people here. Even after most of them left, there were still four or five small groups left.
Where did those dozens of people come from?
He now knew the answer - the time gate had stood in the Sharptooth Forest for perhaps ten thousand years. Was it true that no one had touched this time gate during this period?
No, now it seems that the number of doors I have had the honor of touching is even quite large!
And even - there are people who travel from their future to this point in time!
In other words, they need to be wary not only of the elves and gods at the current point in time, but also of other people who also came from the time gate.
What's worse is that the repatriation at this time seems to be a collective responsibility system! If one person makes a mistake, the whole team will be repatriated!
Fortunately, they didn't invite a large group of people... otherwise it would be too terrible if the whole team's efforts were ruined because of one person's accidental mistake.
But... now they don't have to worry about this problem.
The land that was bustling just a moment ago was now reduced to just two groups of people.
Emiya and his group and the team of young Halruaan mages.
For some reason, Emiya suddenly had a strange guess.
The group of Halruaan mages looked at them with unusual excitement, but they didn't dare to speak.
Do they know us? Are they from the future?
However, now Emilia has completely understood that the seemingly easy-going Misriel will try his best to find the slightest flaws in them and send them back directly with various excuses.
From now on, every word and action must be done with extreme caution!
At this moment, Misriel's eyes rolled around, looking at the two groups of people who were almost frozen in place and dared not move. Suddenly, he laughed again: "Meta, go and take off the turban of that red-haired wizard."
“…? Yes.” Although Metatron didn’t understand why, he still followed orders.
Hearing this, the Halrua girl seemed to realize something and stepped back, covering her head. "Wait, wait a minute, I can't..."
No matter how unwilling she was, the physical fitness of a mage was still far behind that of a Seraphic Servant.
Before she could try to stop Metatron, her salamander-skin turban had been removed and placed on her own head.
At the same time, a stupid hair.
No, a hair made entirely of flames quietly floated up from her forehead and burned fiercely in front of her forehead.
...?
Emiya's intelligence almost made him instinctively think of something.
She was undoubtedly human, and her appearance was completely Halruaan.
However, a forelock made of flames is too rare among humans.
Except for those babies who were born on the eve of Halruaa's return to Toril.
Signs of elementalization appeared on their bodies.
And Emiya still remembered that they had rescued a pregnant woman on the road, delivered a little girl who had turned into flames in the womb, and even gave her a name.
Her name should be Igni. She has a lock of hair that is pure flame.
For a Halruaan, it was only natural for him to become a mage when he grew up.
However, Emiya soon realized that thinking too quickly did not seem to be a good thing.
He came to the conclusion almost instantly, and during this process, Misriel kept staring at him intently.
At the same moment he came to this conclusion, Misriel snapped his fingers. Before that, the girl, as if anticipating something, covered her head and wailed, "Teacher, you've tricked me—"
Then, the group of Halruaan mages sighed as they were enveloped by the light of time and returned to the future.
In just a few minutes, Team Emia was the only one left.
This Mistral's hostility towards time travelers is undeniable.
Faced with this result, Team Emia could only look at each other in bewilderment.
They no longer have to worry about being deported in the short term, but in the future, Mithrael and Metatron will most likely still be with them - but as monitors.
And as expected, Mithriel stared at Emya with a smile.
Emilia was already familiar with this smiling face, but now, he felt a chill in his heart.
At this moment, Emilia had no choice but to bite the bullet and give up the idea of building relationships. She directly took out her trump card: "Goddess Mithriel, we have a gift for you."
"It is the material for a powerful spell."
If they delay any longer, even a careless word will send them back ten thousand years!
Ode to the Eleven Stars (I)
"Let's go, let's go."
Seeing the mission was about to be accomplished, a familiar face stopped pretending, completely ignoring the note Emilia handed over and started to shout directly: "Do you know who is behind this wall of fire? The Dark Elf infantry is marching towards Candlekeep. The Xingyong family who once tried to stop them have been wiped out by the effects of [Ascension]. There are also Dark Elf magic ships and slave dragons patrolling the sky.
"Leaving this circle of fire, you'll have no way to heaven or earth. You'll be immediately surrounded. The dark elves haven't been submerged yet, but they've already fallen just as badly. Within the circle of fire, I'll help you return to the future safely. If you leave here, I won't blame you if you're captured by the dark elves and used as sex slaves!"
Moreover, she asked others not to spoil the plot, but Miss Misriel spoiled the plot herself without a care in the world!
As for why she knew about the future...
She is the immune goddess of time, and God knows how many things she has secretly done to embezzle others' property.
However, this obstacle could not scare Emilia... The wall of fire raised by the dark elves was only slightly different from the elemental storm of the Abel dragons.
and……
Emiya silently reached into the dimensional bag.
really.
Nothing.
The material of spatial objects such as dimensional holes is connected to an alien space - and this alien space obviously cannot transcend time with them.
Now, they only had what they could carry with them. Fortunately, he had anticipated this... However, the amount of supplies they could carry was limited.
This matter must be led by Emiya... Otherwise, ten thousand years ago, there was even a risk of starving to death.
Misriel wasn't trying to read Emiya's mind at the moment, but was trying to persuade her group to leave smoothly. She didn't know how many times she had done something similar.
However, at this moment, Metatron from ten thousand years ago gently stepped forward and whispered to Mystril, "My Lord. This group of people is in a strange state. They seem to know you, so they don't look down on you, but they are not afraid of you either. Their attitude is very firm, and words may not be enough."
"...What a hassle." Misriel muttered softly and simply issued an ultimatum.
The beautiful girl's humanoid appearance trembled, and suddenly collapsed completely in front of Emiya.
The blue-silver flames, fueled by its original form, blazed fiercely. In an instant, the beautiful girl was replaced by a massive, full-height silver octahedron. The girl's voice continued to echo from her position: "Don't think I'm on your side. I'm emphasizing this one last time. If you refuse to heed my warning, I will offer you no further assistance."
And for some reason, Elastrid's condition is the worst in the team at the moment.
She had always been one of the most stable members of the team, second only to the truly fearless Silver and Metatron. But at this moment, her breathing was becoming increasingly heavy, and the shadow of the ancestor within her was unconsciously expanding.
A kind of rage was slowly flowing into her whole body through the weapon at her waist.
Elastrid suddenly asked, "So, will you protect the locals?"
Upon hearing this question, not only Emiya and his group, but even Misriel and Metatron were slightly surprised.
Metatron immediately frowned and took a step forward: "Who are you? What exactly do you want to do at this time?"
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