Equipment Printing School Mage
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The bad news is that the same goes for Team Emiya.
Even though he could recover quickly with the divine power in his body, he drank too much this time.
Emiya was the first to fall. After an unknown amount of time, she was able to regain some mobility.
He forced his eyes open, only to feel the world spinning and his vision blurring.
Asgard's wine is too strong!
Emiya estimated that she had slept for at least a few hours, but she was still burning with heat.
For some reason, he felt that everyone else's skin was frighteningly cold. He was literally stepping on a minefield when searching for his teammates on the ground! If he found the wrong person, he would shiver from the cold, as if he were being tortured.
Could it be that the Silver Fire had gone on strike?! According to Mistral's boast when distributing the Silver Fire, the Chosen should no longer be affected by these low-intensity external changes.
As a result, he now seems to have a high fever of 45 degrees!
They had to rest. He seriously suspected that Odin had deliberately seen the situation develop to this point!
"...Fenwë? Elastrid? Sig?"
However, he soon found Xige - the singing dragon had turned back to its original form at some point.
He compared his own size with Sig's and wisely chose to give up.
Sig in dragon form weighed several hundred kilograms, and he was so drunk that he couldn't even drag it!
After a futile tug at Sig's tail, and then being slapped several times by a dragon turning around and using its tail, Emiya wisely gave up on the drunken dragoness and went to rescue the two teammates he could still find.
——It’s amazing.
Among the pile of bodies that were as cold as ice, only Elastrid and Fenwe had normal body temperatures.
...or maybe as tall as Emiya. However, Emiya's brain, which was completely shut down, couldn't help her come to this conclusion.
You have to rest, you must rest.
All Emilia knew was that he must be stupid and slow now.
Fortunately, their banquet was right at the doorstep of their residence, so he didn't need to drag Alestria and Finwë hundreds of miles.
Of course, they all slept in separate rooms - the bad news was, Emiya didn't have the key.
He struggled to lift up his two slender teammates and walked them to the goal, only to discover this problem that was like a bolt from the blue.
Where is the key to their room? How would Emilia know?
Maybe it's carried with you, maybe in the dimensional cave, or maybe in the dimensional bag.
——Anyway, it must be in a very private place.
Emilia gritted his teeth, trying to use his almost instinctive structural senses and magical skills to open the door of their room, and then came to a surprising conclusion: the magic power in his body was completely out of control at this moment.
In just a few moves, he successfully blocked the lock of their room - now he couldn't get in even if he found the key.
It was outrageous. He had used the magic so many times and never made such a horrible mistake! It was as if the magic had a mind of its own!
Now we are in big trouble.
Given his current condition, if he dared to use space magic, he would most likely end up in a miserable situation with his upper body inside the room and his lower body outside.
"What the hell is going on today!" Emilia pushed open the door of her room angrily, and the big bed several meters wide came into view.
There were naturally no single rooms in Valhalla and the Golden Palace—perhaps the residents here rarely slept alone.
Now is a good time to accommodate Elastrid and Fenwë.
"Excuse me..." Emilia struggled to get closer to Elastrid, but the elf lady happened to be babbling nonsense at that moment. "Emmia... Do you know who I am in Baldur's Gate?"
They all started talking nonsense!
Emiya struggled to pick up the powerless elf girl and responded, "Aren't you a priest?"
"A priest is a shepherd recognized by gods and believers... I'm not one of them. I'm just a cow and a scarecrow in the fields..." Alestria muttered, leaning against Emilia. "I have divine arts, I practice hard, and I do well in every aspect...
"But, as a lucky pastor, I always encounter all kinds of unimaginable accidents. People who travel with me often encounter fatal accidents... This kind of thing should be very rare in the Tymora Church, but it happens to me frequently.
"This is so unusual, so I am surrounded by rumors. I have no friends. I am neither the oldest and most prestigious pastor, nor am I a popular young person. I am neither young nor old. I am not popular, but I am not expelled. I am not famous, but I am known."
"When the late summer rebellion came, everyone went their separate ways, but I was the only one left behind! I was forgotten by my own church members! No one came to invite me to leave with them!"
Elastrid's voice became increasingly choked. "...Now I realize that I'm not a priest of Tymora at all. I'm actually a priest of Tyche, the goddess of fate... What should I do when I return to the future? The church of the goddess Tyche has been disbanded for thousands of years, my family has been wiped out, and I'm an outsider who can't even speak standard Elvish! I have nowhere to go!"
Emilia laboriously helped her to the bedside and whispered, "It's okay. Each of us has a long lifespan... maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years. We will never be apart."
Elastri fell on the bed, dragging Emilia down with her, and the two looked at each other.
The elf said with tears in her eyes: "...Don't lie to me. I can do anything... You can do anything to me..."
Damn it, why did the topic turn to this after a big win.
Emilia was extremely upset.
He could only sigh: "I won't lie to you."
"You lie to me every day!" Elastrid said with a blank look in her eyes, as if she were mumbling in her sleep, "But if it's you, then go ahead and lie to me if you want..."
"I wouldn't lie about this kind of thing."
Emiya only felt that the fragrance of mead in the air was becoming stronger and stronger.
His senses were in such a mess that the elf girl's smooth skin became particularly thrilling for some reason.
Calm down, Emilia, you already have a lover!
He struggled to stand up, walked to Fenwei's side, and tentatively patted Fenwei's cheek.
Theoretically, Fenwe's body should be stronger than Elastrid's. Shouldn't she be more awake now?
He really couldn't bear another drunken confession.
Fenwei opened his eyes dazedly: "...Emmia?"
"It's me." Emilia put an arm around her shoulders. "Can you walk by yourself?"
"..." Fenwei did not answer this question, but asked, "Emiya, do you like women who cannot act independently?"
What the hell is this! There's something wrong with Asgard's wine!
Emilia could only hold Fenwei's shoulders in annoyance and said, "Don't talk until you're sober!"
But Fenwei had no intention of stopping: "...Why, is it Yin? Of course Yin is very strong and can help you a lot. Are you with her because of her power?"
How dare you say anything after getting drunk!
"How is that possible!" Emilia brought her into the room with great effort.
However, Fenwei continued to talk: "I can feel that you have feelings for me... Then why did Yin win? Obviously, I was the one who met you first. I think about it -"
"Stop talking..."
"I'm going to tell you!" Fenwë said angrily. "I understand now. You're the one who's suitable to be a paladin. You love to save people from danger. If someone is suffering from a deep hatred, or someone is weak and frail, and no one can save her except you, then you will immediately stand up and give your heart to her. If someone lives a happy life, happy and peaceful all day long, then you will turn around and leave, and never have anything to do with her.
"If I hadn't become the Archdruid, and had been hunted by the Dark Druids, living in the open air, on the brink of death, you probably wouldn't have abandoned me. Maybe I would have been the winner..."
Emilia could only find a place for Fenwei on the bed with great difficulty: "You'd better wake up first!"
"I'm clear-headed!" Fenwei waved his hands. "You... male chauvinist, I've figured out a solution! It's just playing the victim! I'm the Archdruid now, but if I do one thing, you'll be forced to drop everything and come save me!"
"I don't think it's going to be anything good... What are you going to do?"
"Hehe..." A gorgeous smile appeared on Fenwei's face, and her already beautiful features now looked incomparably charming. "I want to steal my own Lord God's wife and steal her husband! When the time comes, I will be hunted down to the point where I have no way out. Will you save me?"
"You drank too much!" Emilia was very angry.
If these two keep talking, the sky will really fall!
Anyway, he just let it go in one ear and out the other, and didn't take it seriously at all.
——At least he knew one thing: he absolutely could not stay in this room any longer.
Otherwise he might not be able to bear it.
Emiya stood up shakily and tried to walk out of the room - but at this moment, a familiar silver-haired girl appeared in front of the door, blocking his way.
"...Silver?" Emiya said subconsciously.
The girl frowned, selectively ignoring the title, and said seriously: "I know your feelings, but it's impossible between us - I have no intention of falling in love at the moment."
"... Stop messing around." Emiya's already chaotic mind was disrupted by the two female team members, and it successfully shut down. "I have already chosen you, and I won't be with anyone else."
"I haven't even agreed yet and you're already determined not to change?!" The silver-haired girl was so angry that she laughed. She flicked her fingers slightly, and Emiya turned silently and turned back to the big bed. "Hey, see, the person who likes you is right there. Don't bother me anymore."
"but……"
"But what?" The silver-haired girl's voice was calm. "Do you think I don't know? I've confirmed with Freya that you're not the kind of love-crazy person who would do anything for love. You're just very principled. You do like me, but you also have feelings for them. You just felt that you fell in love with me first, so you will never express your feelings for them again, let alone do anything that crosses the line... That's all."
"Now, here's the thing—I'm indeed very interested in you, but there's absolutely no romantic connection between us. I haven't, and will never, ever want to be in a relationship. So, you should probably find someone else," the silver-haired girl said seriously. "The aphrodisiac is about to kick in. This is from Goddess Freya, guaranteed effective—and by the way, it's not poison, so Silverfire won't be affected."
Emiya blinked.
Did she just say something really awful?!
Snapped.
The door behind Emilia slammed shut, and the edge of the door was burning fiercely, as if it had been welded shut.
A philanthropic potion—they had been given this stuff without even realizing it.
The burning sensation in the body and the confusion in the mind were all resolved at this moment.
At this moment, Elastri slowly turned over, and her robe slipped off her shoulders. The delicate black silk bra with the plump fruit attached to it swayed noticeably.
boom!
Emiya's brain was completely on fire.
Fifty Years Later
The last impression left in Emilia's mind was only the extreme stimulation of her senses.
At some point, the fabric beneath him had quietly become soaked. For an eternity so long he could not see the end, he felt as if he were playing with someone in a shallow layer of water... [playing].
And there's definitely more than one.
All he could remember now was the lingering touch of their ears rubbing against each other.
The smooth and delicate woman, exuding a faint fragrance, hugged him.
The slightly rough, yet extremely energetic woman with the fragrance of the wilderness almost swallowed him up.
No one had the nerve to talk about love, and the participants were almost completely driven by primitive lust.
What's worse is that Yinhuo is like a fish in water in this situation - last night's madness seemed to have no end at all, and the boundless euphoria and numbness spread from the junction of their bodies to the whole body without stopping, bringing tremors again and again.
The sound of each other's broken breathing and groans alone made the participants of last night intoxicated. And the illusion that was not sure whether it was true or not seemed to still echo repeatedly in the corner of his memory - just thinking about those fragments could make Emilia blush.
Emiya didn't dare to imagine what happened last night...but he guessed that his personality, life, and original vision of the future probably completely collapsed yesterday.
He tried to get up, but he made a splash and his body felt unexpectedly heavy.
...He remembered. They had stopped yesterday because all three of them felt their bodies were too wet and sticky to bear. They finally stopped their endless pursuit of love and went to wash themselves together.
Finally, in the warm pool of Valhalla, he and his two female companions had one last crazy moment and fell asleep together.
Even now, Fenwë and Alaster still held his arms in theirs.
—Now, he didn't dare move his arms.
Ever since winning the gambling fight, Silver Fire has been used in all sorts of places.
The memories of the three of them last night were rapidly revived as their skins rubbed against each other:
Elasta prefers more traditional positions and doesn't like to take the initiative because she has a great figure and a soft body, and her breasts feel heavy and painful when she is on top.
Fenwë's preference seemed to be a druid's occupational disease: on the one hand, she didn't like Emilia approaching her from behind, but once she was kissed on the neck, she would completely collapse and fall limply on the bed. At this time, she could lie on her back and hug her and do whatever she wanted -
The downside of having a great memory: By the time Emiya realized what she had remembered, it was already too late.
He was unwilling to accept this reality, but the truth was cruel.
He and his female companion... No, that name is too disrespectful.
He and Fenwë and Elastrid did everything.
We did what we should have done, and we did what we shouldn’t have done. We did what was normal, and we did what was abnormal. We did it with two people, and we did it with three people.
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