Equipment Printing School Mage

"Each Moon Blade here once belonged to a family. Now, those dozen or so families have been reduced to ashes, vanished from mortal memory. Those souls may not even have the chance to reach Arvandor. It was thanks to His Majesty Corellon's personal protection that I became the sole survivor of my family and became a Moon Blade Master."

"The rise of the elves, the uniqueness of the Moon Blade, are too far away for me." Alaster took a deep breath. "I long for belonging more than anything else. I also want to ask a question: Now that the Dark Elves and High Elves have dragged half the continent into war, what do you plan to do?"

As people from the future, they knew the answer - do nothing.

In fact, most of the Moon Elves had already become subordinates of Arivanda, but the crazy Sun Elves of the Wasan family had no intention of using the blood of the Sun Elves to save their own troops.

When they just arrived at this point, the dark elves summoned a wall of fire to destroy the original terrain and assist in the advancement.

Faced with this plan to wipe out the entire family, the Kingdom of Erivanda will soon respond: they will also light the same fire, let the flames extend in the opposite direction, and eventually the two walls of fire will merge, and the soaring wall of fire will in turn stop the attack of the dark elves.

As for the fate of the moon elves in this land, it is not mentioned in later historical books.

Deep Sea Sashelas shook his head. "The conflict between the sea elves and the Sahuagin is becoming increasingly acute. They no longer have the energy to get involved in this war."

The other gods also remained silent.

They lack reasons to intervene in this crown war.

The Dark Elves, who once belonged to Arosh and are now theoretically reformed, are now actually governed by Corellon.

The Sun Elves and Moon Elves were the tribes of the God King and God Queen—neither of them cared about them, let alone had the right to do so. The other subspecies were far less powerful than these two. To put it bluntly, they were only qualified to breathe, not even to be on the menu.

Erevan Irasil rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but stand up and say, "Miss Elastrid, you are changing the subject. Abusing Ascension and distributing Moon Blades are not the same thing!"

At this moment, Femaro Mosdrin, the god of wild elves and wandering spirits, finally spoke, delivering a cold, fatal blow: "Indeed, it is not. The distribution of the Moon Blade is a world-shaking event, worthy of the noble energy of the Seldarine. What is the use of forbidden Ascension in the outbreak of the Fourth Crown War? Is it worth gathering for it?"

Just when the Wandering God was about to be killed by the eyes of his brothers and sisters for the umpteenth time, that voice finally rang out in the palace.

"Well said." The six gods, Corellon Larethian, Angris, Mystril, Selûne, Tyche, and Mythrien Serret, finally arrived and took their seats at the long table.

The appearance of the God King made all the people and gods present stand up.

At this time, the Seldarine should have made a final attempt on Corellon, but their fighting spirit was crushed again and again, and at this moment they were speechless.

The Elf God King raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, Corellon was filled with... murderous intent.

This gentle Lord God almost never shows such an attitude!

"I want to apologize first for being late," Corellon Larethian said. "Because I was too fragile, it took me some time to learn about her past from our high craftsman, and then I had to spend ten times as long to calm down."

Corellon did not vent his anger on his offspring.

Because there is only one God of the Golden Elves, and that is Corellon Laresian himself.

He took a deep breath. "They consider Ascension a taboo... but Ascension isn't the only forbidden higher magic. The reason she and her friends dared to use Ascension in revenge, the reason they dared to use forbidden techniques right before my eyes, in the Unfettered Wilds, is because they have always used higher magic so recklessly, both in life and after death! For them, this is just a simple outlet! When doing this kind of thing, they never need to think twice!"

"When I learned this fact, I really wished I had gone crazy!"

"Now that I think about it, is this the first time they've done something like this?! No! They've been doing this since they created Forever Meet Island, tore the continent apart, and even before that, destroyed their home planet! There's only one god who should be held responsible for allowing them to act so recklessly, and that's me!"

Corellon's voice finally rose, and he roared, "Now, I announce my decision!

"First, we need to cut our losses. I'm aware that the Dark Elves are unleashing Ascension on a large scale. Meanwhile, the Moon Elves have petitioned for revenge several times."

"Erevan Ilasil, Femaro Mosdrin!"

"exist!"

"You, investigate the Kingdom of Ilythri and see why they've begun releasing Ascension on such a large scale. See if there's any sign of them returning to Aro... to Lolth's embrace! If you find any evidence of their corruption, don't report it to me. Head directly to the capital of Santa Othriel and inform them that I've allowed them to release [Subsidence], depriving the Dark Elves of their right to live on the surface, turning them into firewood that burns in the sunlight."

"Yes!"

"Secondly, all the Seldarine except Mythrien Serret obey."

This level of mobilization made the Seldarine gods stand in awe.

"Next, put aside your current tasks and have your followers investigate the same matter: thoroughly clarify the actions of the Wasan family over the years. At the same time, I will personally notify the patriarchs of each family and the bishops of each temple to head to the Alcala Forest."

"There, I will build a holy city, temporarily named the Court of the Elves. Its sole purpose is to destroy the legitimacy of the Vasan family's continued existence on the continent. I will let all elves, and indeed all living things, know this and learn from it!"

"Yes!"

"Finally, Mythreon Serret."

At the very end, Corellon said, "I have invited Mystril, the goddess of the magical network. She has agreed to help you improve the existing mythal chains and prevent the ascension from taking effect beyond the mythal chains."

Sure enough, that nerd was Mythrion Serret, the God of Mysteries.

At the same time, Emiya's pupils shrank slightly.

They participated in a somewhat exaggerated meeting.

Corellon's declaration and the first two events are both significant events in the history of Faerun.

The first event represents the birth of the drow.

Naturally, the kingdom of Ilythri once again sided with Lolth. As a result, they suffered a counterattack from the High Elves, transforming their brown-skinned dark elves into the sunlight-phobic drow. This event later became known as the Great Downfall.

The second thing was the birth of the Elves' Court - its direct result was that this organization would spend hundreds of years completely nailing down the most powerful family on this continent.

The result of the investigation was the Fifth Crown War itself - all the families raised the banner of rebellion and finally succeeded in crushing the rule of the Vasan family, proving that the evil of this family and even the Kingdom of Arivandare mainly came from the infiltration and corruption of Markkid, the third fallen Seldarine.

But that is all in the future.

Not to mention, there are sympathizers of the Vashon family here - the Vashon family is cruel to their own kind, but they will not be rude to the Seldarine family. They also occupy a place in Arvandor.

Filleresel couldn't help but shout, "Wait a minute, my lord, about Vasan..."

This time, Corellon didn't waste time talking to his followers. Instead, he shouted angrily, "Back then, Marke Kidd also defended Aroshi in this way! You don't need to stay in Avandor, go to the lower realms! The Elven Court needs a lot of work and needs manpower!"

"...Yes." Fillerisel immediately shut his mouth, wishing he could sew it up himself.

"Then there are the minor matters." Corellon took a deep breath and said coldly, "Star Furnace, Lightsong, and Leaf Vein, harboring resentment, attempted to murder others and used forbidden techniques. Although they are dead, their spirits still exist in Arvandor. Rainbow acted as an accomplice, falsely accusing others and refusing to repent. These four are unforgivable, and I have already..."

Corellon spoke slowly, "Destroy."

The destruction of a god means that his soul will be scattered and all traces of him will be completely wiped out from the world.

Finally, the God King waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

In an instant, the temple was empty, even Angris had left.

Only the stunned Emilia and her group, the moon goddess Selune, and the goddess of fate Tyche remained.

At this point, Corellon sighed deeply: "...It's terrible. I thought I made a mistake, but when I looked back carefully, I realized that it was actually the most insignificant mistake I have ever made."

"...Come, Emya," the God King said dejectedly. "Mystril and Angrith have already reached an agreement: this technique can only be taught to you, and Mystril cannot learn it. Also, you cannot pass this technique on to others, and you cannot sell the finished product directly; you can only give it away for free. Furthermore, you must first give at least one copy of this finished product to each of the elven tribes before you can use it yourself."

"Now, let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, the most active

Erevan Irasil was the first to react and ran back to the hall.

Then he took a breath.

He originally wanted to ask about the Moon Blade, but when he saw Emiya and his group walking towards Corellon, he understood everything.

——He’s leaving now.

Fifty-nine Moon Blade (I)

Maybe Emilia should thank those four idiots.

As she followed Corellon through the Crescent Forest, Emiya couldn't help but think.

Without their instigation, Corellon might not have been able to make up his mind in the end.

Sig couldn't help but say in the telepathic connection: [I never expected that we were the ones who facilitated this—]

However, before she could finish her words, the spiritual connection between them was severed from afar.

Misriel's murderous voice suddenly rang out in the minds of Emiya and the others: [The Lord of the Kingdom of God can hear the content of any communication spell running within the Kingdom of God. Do you want to die?]

Sig shuddered, covered his mouth obediently, and dared not speak again.

Given her friendship with Yin, she immediately came to the conclusion that Mystril was serious—if Corellon had really heard too much that he shouldn't have known, Mystril would have dared to kill.

Perhaps because Mystril had taken some precautions, Corellon was unaware of the little episode behind him.

As if he felt that the distance Emilia and her group had walked was not long enough, the tall and handsome God King led them to continue climbing the stairs in the spire.

Unfortunately, Emiya and his team soon discovered a more or less fatal problem.

The Crescent Sacred Forest's exterior stairs are of a normal size for outsiders, but the inhabitants of the tower... once only giants, now only true gods.

Their average height is four meters.

The first flight of stairs was almost half the height of their bodies.

His Majesty Corellon was clearly in a bad mood, so he had no intention of adjusting the stairs for them. The oppressive atmosphere made even the usually reckless Tyke afraid to act on his own, so Emya and the others could only helplessly use the silver fire to support themselves and keep up with the God King.

Finally, just as they were about to reach the top of the tower, Selune, who had been standing side by side with Corellon, suddenly said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to blame yourself anymore."

So, Corellon, who had remained silent until then, finally spoke in a voice that bordered on self-deprecation: "Self-blame is something only those who have completed reparations are qualified to do. Do I have the qualifications?"

"Of course," Selûne said in her usual gentle voice, "Being able to face your own mistakes is a rare and admirable virtue. Your integrity is incomparably rare among the gods."

The top of the spire is an observation deck as wide as a palace.

Emiya soon realized that although this was the highest point in the entire Avandor, it was not used to overlook the entire Avandor.

Outside each window, there is a completely different view.

From the dark blue waters of Lunia at the foot of the Celestial Mountains to the stinking River Styx in Baator Hell.

From the brightest and purest plane of positive energy to the stormy plane of air.

This is an observation deck, but what it overlooks is not Avandor, but the entire multiverse.

If Corellon wanted, he could observe the entire world from here.

"Have I faced my own mistakes?" Corellon walked to the window with a halting step, and said with a sigh like an ordinary frustrated middle-aged man, "I am very clear about my own power. If I want, I can pay attention to the thoughts and actions of every elf, and even trace their past. But this is too troublesome. I don't want to maintain this state all the time. So I started to slack off. At first, I only listened to the prayers of priests and high mages. Later, I started to listen to the prayers of gold elf priests. I approved all the requests of high mages without reviewing them.

"And in these past hundred years, on a whim, I even stopped caring about the prayers on the material plane. I was busy decorating Arvandor and visiting relatives and friends in the multiverse."

At this moment, Corellon turned around and looked at Emiya and his group.

More precisely, he looked towards Elastrid.

Then he bent down towards them, frightening Aimia and her group to death.

However, even though they tried to move aside and stop him, an invisible force forced them to stay where they were, forcing them to accept the God-King's apology.

"Elastri, you were lucky enough to be saved for a reason that seems ridiculous now," Corellon forced a smile. "Your family is a follower of Tyche. When the goddess of fate learned the news, she brought the moon goddess and the goddess of magic to me.

"And so, I made a trip, rescued you, and sent you to the future, more than ten thousand years later. My willfulness this time also made me owe Mistral a favor. But now it seems that I owe more than just this one favor."

Corellon seemed to laugh at himself. "After this trip, I finally started to research what happened to the material plane. Why is Ascension, which has long been theoretically banned, still being used?"

Seeing that the God King had entered storytelling mode, the bard naturally couldn't let the words fall on the ground: "Why? Isn't it the dark elves who use it?"

"Yes, but there's more to it than that." Corellon's voice suddenly boiled with murderous intent. "I was surprised that Rainbow released forbidden magic on the three of them without showing much remorse. I spent some time examining the records of the release of high-level magic, and came to a conclusion that I couldn't accept."

"It's true that the Dark Elves used Ascension in the latest Crown War. But the Vashan family has always had no taboos. They already control half of Faerûn, so there's no need to use Ascension to overcome difficulties. However, they still have no scruples when using other forbidden high-level magics!"

Corellon's eyes were filled with gloom. "Although their investigation has just begun, I'm afraid the vast majority of the dark elves have been forced into a corner by the Erivandar Empire. They've once again turned to Aroshi, not because they're evil, but because I've neglected my duties."

"Everything could have been saved. If I had paid a little more attention to the development of everything, it wouldn't have developed to this point. Even the Vasan family might not have fallen to such an irredeemable state!"

"It's too late now!" Corellon's voice finally rose. "I will either kill this group of heirs or that group of heirs. Regardless of the final outcome, I am an accomplice! I really want to kneel before Mystril and ask her to allow me to turn back thousands or tens of thousands of years and correct the mistakes I have made!"

Obviously, this is absolutely impossible - it is better to say that the rules of time are really meant to resist ideas like Corellon's.

In this world, time flows in only one direction. Time is destiny itself.

Yin probably remembered what happened during this trip, but she still had to send Emiya and her group back.

Because it is an established fact that Emiya and his group had returned.

Corellon naturally understood this, so what he said was just an angry remark.

The Divine King waved his hand and said, "Let's put an end to bothering outsiders with my family affairs."

The goddesses of fate Tyche and Selene, who had been following them all the way, naturally reacted, said hello to Emilia and her group, found a lame excuse, and left.

"...Your Majesty." Alaster and Fenwe looked at each other and yawned together, "We got up too early today..."

"That's not necessary. You can stay." Corellon shook his head, then said something even more cruel, "Mortals can watch."

The Elf God King hesitated for a moment and did not say the second half of the sentence.

——I look at it, but I don’t understand it.