The bard said in his coldest voice, "Next time, at least shower after a party. The three of you have mixed your scents. Even if you're cheating, there's no need to indulge in debauchery for ten days straight away, right? Can you take it a step-by-step approach? Mr. Emiya, I never thought you, such a serious-looking guy, would be the type to cheat the moment you step out."

He never expected that he would be exposed in such a matter at the first encounter.

He shouldn't do something he's worst at.

Emiya put down her bowl and chopsticks in silence and said, "Why did this happen? You should ask Misriel."

"What's the logic behind this?" Sig was still completely confused. "It's not like Missriel doesn't understand romance, but she's not the best..."

"She put a love potion in the three of our drinks."

"That's not a big... thing?!" Sig was about to righteously reprimand Emilia for taking advantage of the situation when he was hit by a heavy punch, and he saw stars. "Are you serious?!"

"Maybe it wasn't a love potion, maybe some other spell, some divine magic... Anyway, we were tricked," Emilia said coldly. "I still don't know what she did."

To his surprise, Sig blinked and showed an expression of sudden realization, not thinking that Emiya was quibbling at all.

"...Ah, I see. I was wondering why Valhalla was so exciting the other day."

"……what?"

Sig's face was filled with a rare shyness. "...You didn't go out for the past few days, so you didn't know. When I woke up, I found that all of Valhalla was in a revelry... Any two Valhallan residents would just run into each other and start... well, getting into it. Heroic Spirits fighting Heroic Spirits, Heroic Spirits fighting Wild Hunts, and even Valkyries... They were all disheveled and just started going at once. At first, I thought it was a good thing you didn't go out.

She pointed outside the door: "...If you had woken up a few days earlier and opened the door, maybe the smell wouldn't have dissipated yet?"

The three people's pupils trembled violently.

Hey!

Who orchestrated this?! Was it a massive, indiscriminate underground drug release? Was this a terrorist attack?! Was it not that Sig was not affected, but that he was one of the few who was deliberately shielded from the drug?!

Mistral and his group were much crazier than they had expected.

After reaching this conclusion, Emilia and the other two felt somewhat dejected - what was the point of them working together for so long to prepare themselves mentally?

It was Sig who put the whole thing together. "Actually, I was very curious before we set out... Miss Yin's attitude was strange. If this return trip was dangerous, she should have told us to be extremely careful. If it was safe, then she wouldn't have seemed so... down. She just looked like she was in a bad mood. This kind of mixed feeling is really tricky."

At this point, Sig slammed the table and said, "I remember she said this: [In short, for the sake of everyone's mental health, including mine—Mars, you can't go!]"

"…………" Emilia, Fenwe, and Elastrid were completely speechless.

This was the only thing they didn't even have the courage to imagine.

Before everyone's imagination could continue to slide, Emiya finally recovered in time.

The only good news now is that Mystril is a fool, and Silver has made a great leap towards the realm of human understanding.

He didn't intend to blame Yin for her silence - Yin had repeatedly said that she was the keeper of time, not the master of time. She couldn't take the initiative to change the past.

From this perspective, she and Tikka are indeed natural friends: the past that cannot or is not allowed to be changed is fate, isn't it?

Even though Yin knew that the four of them would cause this mess at this point in time, she could never try to change the past that had already happened in the future.

Emiya adjusted her breathing and knocked on the table. "...Let it be. No matter how...unspeakable this matter is, we still have to complete the most important things. I also have to go to Avandor to get our reward."

He pushed open the door and prepared to say goodbye to the main god Odin.

Then, as soon as the palace door opened a crack, a familiar smell and an even more familiar sound suddenly came over.

Moreover, they were like a tide, covering the entire Valhalla.

Emilia's face turned pale and she immediately closed the door, while Fenwë and Alestria blushed.

Sig gave an awkward smile: "...Ha...it seems you are the first batch to finish."

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When Emiya and his companions arrived at the Golden Palace via teleportation, the huge throne was empty.

Waiting for them was only the Valkyrie leader Brunhilde who looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Emya. Asgard has been in chaos these past few days." Her face flushed slightly, likely fully aware of the state Asgard had become. "Our Lord Odin determined that this chaos was a prank by the goddess of love, Freya. He left a few days ago to bring the matter to justice, and he hasn't returned yet."

"...Can you tell me what happened?" Emiya took a deep breath, "I don't know if you can guess what happened to us."

Brunhilde clearly didn't want to answer the latter part of the question. "Actually, this is still under investigation... but my lord suspects it's an outsider."

At this point, she fell silent for a moment, then lowered her voice: "His Majesty Odin speculates... perhaps even all outsiders."

Emilia felt like she was hit on the head.

All outsiders, meaning gods outside the Golden Palace like Freya, and the goddess Mystrel who is obviously the culprit, may even include the elven pantheon and even the three goddesses of fate.

Love, magic, elves, destiny.

Just looking at these titles, it’s not surprising that they would do something so earth-shattering!

Brunhilde lowered her voice, "These individuals, including the goddess Mystrel, left the reception shortly before the chaotic... mayhem began. They left with valuable gifts and hurriedly departed. My Lord now seriously suspects they were escaping after a prank."

And Emilia rarely felt despair.

What kind of gods are these!

Emiya confirmed one thing once again: he and these guys from the Chaos Camp were totally incompatible!!!

Her emotions, which had finally calmed down, began to fluctuate again. Emiya tried her best to calm her tone and said, "...So can we leave now?"

"Ah, of course," Brunhilde said. "The other day, His Majesty Corellon specially opened a passage between Arvandor and Asgard. The most luxuriant new branch you see after leaving Asgard, like a tapestry of flowers, is that. His Majesty Corellon also left a message that he would have the two Seraphim servants, Filleresel and Lashriel, personally greet you at Arvandor and Arvandor."

If it weren't for the fact that Corellon himself was very likely suspected of administering the charm potion, Emilia might have been very touched.

But now, he could only say: "Praise His Majesty Corellon, we will set off now."

"Ah! Wait a moment." Brunhilde then remembered something important and pulled out a small rock box from her bosom. It looked simple and ancient, like a piece of cut square stone. But Emilia soon noticed that the lines on the rock vaguely outlined a pool of water.

Brunhilde opened the stone box and took out a stone ball.

...or rather, a stone eyeball.

"This is a precious Ioun stone that my Lord transformed into this treasure, in memory of his lost right eye, using the wisdom he gained."

As Brunhilde explained, the stone ball slowly floated up and spun around Emilia's head. "It represents the wisdom and power of our Lord. It allows you to receive our Lord's blessing in everything you do—swinging a sword, casting spells, creating objects, and learning. It can also help you guard against enemies and resist harm. I'm sure it will be helpful on your future journey."

Emilia bowed slightly: "I'm very grateful."

"Let's save this gratitude for when you realize the true power of this eyeball," Brunhilde said solemnly. "However, my lord has one more question: Are you willing to trade your favor for his? In short, from now on, he can ask you for help once, and you can ask him for help once."

"my pleasure!"

Emiya naturally had no reason to refuse. Although he had realized that his ability to create things was enough to attract the attention of the gods, he was not crazy enough to think that he was stronger than the God King.

From the Golden Palace to the gate of Asgard, Emiya and his party did not delay at all... or rather, they did not dare to delay at all.

He didn't even dare to bow his head!!!

They rushed out of Asgard almost as if they were running for their lives, and at the same time they saw the so-called passage at the first time.

Across the vast expanse of Yggdrasil, God-King Corellon gave birth to a new branch, clearing a path through it with flowers and grass.

At the end of this several-kilometer-long road is the colorful pool that leads directly to the Unrestrained Wilderness and Afanduo.

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And in Arvandor, Corellon has been back for quite some time.

One of the reasons why he came back early was naturally to avoid Odin - he was indeed involved in that incident.

Secondly, the fact that he had lost the bet was completely unknown to the Seldarine pantheon.

Does he still have to find a way to appease his descendants and followers of God?

As expected, the fact that he wanted to pass on the method of making the Moon Blade almost blew up Avando.

The Seldarine had been blocking Corellon's gates daily for the past few days, hoping he would change his mind. The symbolic significance of the Moon Blade was simply too great. Even the most powerful gold elves had pleaded for it for thousands and tens of thousands of years to no avail. How could they hand it over to an outsider?

If it were a powerful God King, he could silence the entire kingdom with just a scolding, but unfortunately Corellon was too friendly on weekdays, so the noise showed almost no signs of stopping.

"My Lord! Even if you change it, don't we, Avando, have any other advanced skills to teach you?!"

"Does it have to be the Moon Blade? Everyone knows Mystril's character. She's never been a rigid god. She could easily replace it with a technology that's equally precious, but with less symbolic significance!"

"It's one thing for you to run away from home without permission, but how could you create an even bigger hole?!"

Similar noises continued in Avandor for several days and nights. Corellon expected Emiya and the others to arrive soon, but the noise showed no sign of stopping.

Fortunately, the Seldarine pantheon was not thick-skinned enough and did not directly block the residences of Mystrel and the other three goddesses - the bad news was that they blocked the door of Corellon.

Corellon thought about it. Emiya and his party had just arrived in Avandor, and they saw the dignified Elf God King being blocked by his own descendants and scolded...

Although he doesn't care much about his dignity as a God King, he still cares about his face.

In the end, the quarrel ended with Corellon's roar: "If you keep arguing, I will hand over my high magic!!!"

In an instant, Afanduo fell silent.

Corellon immediately heard Mistral's communication in his mind: [Really?!]

[No! ! ! !]

Corellon dismissed the greedy magic goddess, took a deep breath, and waved his hand. "When Lord Emya arrives in Arvandor, you'll know he's worthy of the Moon Blade. At worst, we can teach him the techniques and make some small requests. He'll probably agree."

"He defeated Star Furnace, Leaf Vein, Lightsong, and Rainbow Fair and Fair!" said God-King Corellon. "Don't mistake him for just any craftsman!"

At this moment, he caught a few whispers circulating among Arvandor and discovered a fact that shocked him.

Xinglu, Yemai, Guangyong, and Hongcai didn't attend the banquet and left early, leaving several days before Corellon. It's time to crawl back now!

He quickly came to the conclusion: they had not been reincarnated, had not returned to Avandor.

[Filerasiel.] Corellon, who had just appeased his offspring, turned serious. He said to his Seraphim who was waiting for Emya and her companions, [Urgent mission—Go between the Untamed Fields and Joseph's Garden and search for our four craftsmen. They seem to have disappeared.]

Fifty-two Infinity Swords (Part 2)

Traveling between planes is quite complicated.

But for ordinary people, there are only two common methods:

First, use the spells Seven-Ring Plane Teleport and Nine-Ring Plane Gate to directly connect to the target plane. However, the former requires a special tuning fork, and the target of this teleportation is the target plane synchronized with the tuning fork.

——But also because of this, if you have never reached your target and have not obtained the tuning fork from someone else, you cannot reach it with this spell.

Theoretically, the Gate to Another World is much more direct, but the downside is precisely this directness.

It can directly connect two different planes, opening a passage—but this method is always disliked by the owner of the target plane. This spell is like visiting someone in a doorway and ultimately leaving the window.

No god would like this approach. Especially since they were going to steal someone else's unique skills—they couldn't afford to be criticized so easily, and they shouldn't make things difficult for Corellon over such an insignificant detail.

Besides, Emiya and his group are not in a hurry now, so there is no need to use the method of the gate to another world.

So, they simply followed the path opened up by Corellon.

"I've finally arrived at Arvandor!" Sig was clearly trying to change the subject. "The status of poets in Asgard is somewhat special, different from the street musicians and tavern poets I'm best at! Just wait until we get to Arvandor. In less than a day, you'll be treated even better than in Asgard!"

The fact is, after the madness, even though the three had tacitly acknowledged their special relationship with each other - he and they were still at a loss.

Finwë echoed weakly, "I hope so... The elves' vision of nature differs from mine. Druids consider themselves guardians of the forest, while elves consider themselves its masters. But I will do my best to avoid conflict, Miss Sig. Then it will all be up to you."

Sig didn't answer the question seriously. Instead, he sighed and said, "Don't be like that. If you really can't figure out how to face each other, then just use the simplest method of separation - where you want to sleep at night and what you want to do are your business. During the day, just pretend nothing happened and continue to be good friends as before."

Emiya and the other two didn't answer, but the awkward atmosphere in the team finally showed signs of improving... maybe.

At least now Emilia was finally in the mood to pay attention to their surroundings.

Generally speaking, the World Tree, Yggdrasil, is a vast world—which also means that it's not infrequently visited. Creatures from across the multiverse can potentially use the World Tree to travel between different planes. So, while it's not bustling with people, it's not sparsely populated either.

Not to mention, a few days ago, several gods who were extremely influential in the multiverse visited here at once - you know, for a god of Corellon's level, a blade of grass picked up by his feet might also have considerable weight, and be a genuine holy object, enough to attract mortals to it.

At the same time, direct divine intervention is often lacking. While places like Celestial Mountain, where angels maintain order spontaneously, are one thing, Yggdrasil is a true lawless zone. It shouldn't be this deserted—even mortals seeking to explore the dimensional passages Corellon personally created should be numerous.

But it is unusually deserted here.

The treasure given to him by the God King Odin is called the Eye of Mimir. There may be some malicious intention and deliberate confusion in the name.

However, its effect was undoubted—it was giving Emya a warning.

Something is wrong here.

"...Wait a moment." Emilia raised her hand and signaled everyone to stop at the moment when they were about to rush into the unrestrained wilderness.

"I want to confirm what happened here."

The replay technique begins to work.

The most crucial scene in the current scene is, of course, that Corellon and Angris built this passage together.

The second scene is about Mystrel and the other three goddesses passing through here with laughter and joy.

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