Equipment Printing School Mage
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The nobles of Calimshan fled their homeland, avoiding the harm of the Arcane Blight, but the poorer ones naturally had no choice but to struggle to survive in their homeland.
And this process is the easiest way to bring people together.
According to Elminster's intelligence, it seems that one of the chosen ones of the God of Suffering has already made considerable achievements there.
The God of Suffering is one of the three pillars of justice.
Seven Hunting Desires
When the Archdruid of the Sharptooth Forest woke up, the feeling of the moist air of the Sharptooth Forest licking her skin made her shiver involuntarily.
The environment here may not be particularly suitable for outsiders - but Fenwei really likes the Sharptooth Forest.
Darkness means not being noticed, it means privacy, it means being alone.
"Huff, huff..." She nudged her lover's head with a hint of joy, then lay on him and took a deep breath, "Emmia, it's time to get up."
Although it is not easy to determine the weather in a place like the Sharptooth Forest, this is not a problem for druids.
"...Hmm." When Mr. Emiya of Lunya regained consciousness, he realized that he was no longer in the theoretical residence of the Archdruid.
It would be better to say that he has never lived there since the two confirmed their relationship.
In the past few days, every time he came to the Sharptooth Forest, when he was about to rest, he would follow Fenwei to wander around the Holy Forest after a series of coaxing and persuading.
Then, the clothes on her body became fewer and fewer, and the distance between them became closer and closer.
The Sacred Forest is actually a sparsely populated area. In theory, druids are supposed to care for it... but the druids of the Sharptooth Forest Circle know that the sacred trees within the Sacred Forest only need to be protected, not tended.
These sacred trees may be thousands of years old, and their roots are as thick as a person. There is no need for druids to take care of them.
It is the outer forests that need druids to look after... At the same time, some druids are worried about the shadow spirit tribes that have moved to the forest, so they patrol there from time to time.
——But they were quite happy living in the Sharptooth Forest.
Their life in Ghost City was quite unhappy, and they hardly enjoyed the infrastructure there. Now it seemed like they were starting from scratch in the Sharptooth Forest, and they actually didn't lose anything.
Not to mention, a place like the Sharptooth Forest is a mountain of gold and silver for Shadow Spirit, a group of archers and mages. And the Sharptooth Forest's biggest drawback as a place to live, insufficient sunlight... turns out to be an advantage for Shadow Spirit.
They had never seen the sun since they were young and had no interest in that blazing fireball.
However, the druids did not understand the mental processes of these shadow spirits, so their surveillance had never been interrupted.
As a result, the Sacred Grove became virtually Finwe's own private domain.
"...Although it's not a good idea to say this right after waking up." Emilia struggled to stand up and tried to find his clothes.
The robes of the Archmage and the shawl of the Halruaan Mage King glowed faintly in the bushes, standing out in the dark forest.
Powerful magical equipment now has only the most superficial uses.
Emiya said, "...Is it really okay to do this kind of thing in the Sacred Forest?"
Fenwei didn't react at all, and still said in the sweet voice in bed: "What is it?"
"…what we do every night!"
"Oh, oh." Fenwei took a while to react, snuggled into Emilia's arms, and then pointed to a beech tree in the distance, "Do you see the two moose over there?"
It's hard not to see.
The moose, a behemoth, is hardly a relative of deer—its size makes horses and camels look dwarfed.
Now, the pair of moose were standing nearby, and soon the male moose circled behind the female moose and sniffed her gently a few times.
Then, under Emiya's stunned gaze, the sturdy bull moose lay on his partner's body with ease, let out a loud neigh after more than ten seconds, and retreated contentedly.
Apparently, the moose duo had just done the exact same thing that Emya and Finwe had done.
Fenwei was very proud. "So, there are so many couples in the Holy Forest, we are not the only couple... As for not wearing clothes... I am not wearing clothes either! I don't know what the problem is."
"Haaa..." Emiya sighed.
Obviously, the druids did not agree with the theory that humans were nobler than animals.
However, he was very busy at the moment, so he could only squeeze Fenwë's uneasy hand and sigh, "There's something I've always been curious about, but I never had the chance to ask: Why is there no druids in such a lush forest like the Sharptooth Forest?"
This was indeed an unusual thing - such a huge forest obviously did not grow up recently.
"You always switch so quickly between serious and personal topics!" Fenwei saw that it was unlikely they would meet again, so he could only reluctantly put on his clothes. But he still answered seriously, "I don't know. The temperature in the Sharptooth Forest is just right, very comfortable for druids. I've been to the Cloak Forest on the Sword Coast... and it's much worse than the Sharptooth Forest. The Druid Circle has been developing for so long that it's gradually competing with the forest for resources."
"But why the Sharptooth Forest wasn't favored... I really don't know." Fenwei sighed, "Of course I asked the sacred trees, but unfortunately, they don't know either.
"Druids did come here, but they often disappeared without a trace after a few years."
At this moment, Emiya paused: "...You should have told me this earlier."
"What's wrong?" Fenwei looked confused.
The current Sharptooth Forest Circle is so powerful that it cannot be compared with the smaller circles that have just been established. Even the fact that a Grand Druid has officially become a Silver Flame wielder is probably unprecedented.
Fenwei was now very arrogant. Perhaps she couldn't resist the demon army alone, but she didn't believe that anyone could make her disappear quietly.
So she didn't think there was anything to worry about.
"I've heard some news. I had some fantasies, after all, there are so many forests in Faerun." Emiya hesitated and said, "The Church of Malar seems to be planning a raid. The target may be the Sharptooth Forest."
"Mala Church?!"
The Church of Malar is very strange. Although it is the god of hunting and beasts, it is actually the natural enemy of druids.
Druids generally advocate the balance of nature, but this god of hunting represents the violence and ruthlessness of nature.
If Emiya were to put it this way, it represents natural selection.
This kind of elimination, when it comes to individuals, means death and bloodshed.
Druids preoccupied with environmental protection are a thorn in the side of the Malar Church. While druids don't have a good reputation on Faerun, the number of druids killed in secular conflicts is likely far less than those killed by the Malar Church.
This is an ancient god who once fought against Corellon. His background is far beyond the reach of the scattered druids.
"So, you think the previous rings were all hunted down by the Malar Church?!" Fenwei was now completely clear-headed. "Why?"
Although there were conflicts between the two sides, this kind of hunting by waiting for the rabbit to appear was unheard of.
"I don't know." Emilia, now fully dressed, said frankly, "I heard it through the magic network. They obviously don't know that I have become the Chosen One, and they still mention my name unscrupulously."
He paused and warned, "This attack is likely to be of a very high standard. Those he spoke with are clearly high-ranking figures from various churches."
Then, a huge amount of information was leaked.
"Then we'll have to make more preparations." Fenwei put on his clothes. "It looks like I'll have some work to do in the coming time. Those shadow elves brag about their archery skills every day. Now that there's an invasion, it's time to let them fight for the forest."
Every druid would be happy to inflict a painful death on the beastlords of the Malar Cult.
Then, her voice paused. "Emmya. An animal has just entered the forest and is charging straight towards the Sacred Grove. It seems to be a messenger from another druid."
"It's about time." Emilia muttered, "I've always been curious why you haven't received an invitation to the Emerald Green Garden."
Druidry is a profession with distinct factions and a strict hierarchy. In a sense, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is even one of personal dependence. The Emerald Court is a rare organization that can break this barrier - of course, this is also why the Emerald Court also allows the membership of classes such as bards and rangers.
Fenwë wasn't surprised at all. "The Emerald Garden is more of a second church for the followers of Silvanus, the god of nature, than an alliance of nature protectors. And as for me..."
And Fenwei is a believer of the goddess of magic.
If Cuilv Xianting could bring Fenwei some information that she had learned through other channels, it would be considered Cuilv Xianting showing goodwill.
Animal Messenger, a spell commonly used by druids to communicate with each other, allows the caster to deliver a message to a place he has visited. The recipient is an animal, and if the animal finds the target based on the simple message given by the caster, it will imitate the caster's voice.
To put it bluntly, it's a beggar version of text messaging - except that you don't need to know the target's name.
The messages that would be specially conveyed to the Archdruid from the outside world were almost always important events, so Emilia also followed Fenwe to find the little visitor from the outside world.
That's a raven.
The moment it spotted Fenwei, it swooped down happily.
It was amazing, Emiya could clearly feel the joy in its eyes.
However, the moment he saw it, Fenwei's face darkened, and Emilia narrowed her eyes.
The Silver Fire gave them an unusually keen sense of magic.
The magic attached to this raven is far more than just an animal messenger.
Fenwei didn't make any movement, but a silver light flashed in his pupils, and a surging magic storm swept over the raven.
In an instant, all the magic on the raven was stripped away.
The spellcasting ability bestowed by Silver Fire can be released without any warning, requires no spellcasting materials or cost, and even has almost no casting time.
And Fenwe used dispel magic as one of her weapons.
"What happened?" Emilia asked what kind of magic was on the raven.
After all, his knowledge was still insufficient, and he did not understand this kind of magical art related to nature.
Fenwë carefully caught the raven, which had momentarily staggered mid-air. While checking it for injuries, he replied, "It's the Malar Church's animal transfer. Very clever! They must have intercepted a druid's animal messenger and then taken possession of this little creature... They must have seen me just now."
Southeast of the Sharptooth Forest, on the green plains.
A Mala priest who was lying limp on the ground was suddenly struck by lightning and rolled over several times on the ground for unknown reasons before stopping.
This strange vision startled his companions: "What happened? Were you discovered by the Archdruid?"
"...Yes." The unfortunate fellow took a long time to calm his breathing and said, "I saw her. The Archdruid of the Askawa Circle doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."
"A druid who is driven to a strange forest to open up wasteland can't be that strong no matter how strong he is." His companions disagreed.
There is some truth to this - the reason why the Malar Church has been successful for thousands of years is precisely because the druids in this forest often don't have any time to grow before dying under the Malar Church's thundering blow.
The Malar Church is a hunter—and what a hunter cares about most is naturally the prey itself.
"how?"
The Malar priest who had just spotted Fenwë opened his mouth and revealed a ferocious grin. "This is an exceptionally plump prey. We can have a feast. Best of all, she's a half-elf. This time, we finally have the perfect sacrifice."
Mielikki's reinforcements
"Grand Duke Apodel, we do not want to escalate the conflict," said the Yata leader, an elegant human merchant. "The problem is, if we mobilize now, the demons will inevitably respond."
The Lords' Alliance was by no means a military alliance that would stand together, and Apodel had known this for a long time.
The only common connection between them is that they usually conduct trade negotiations with foreign countries as a whole.
However, the Arcane Blight destroyed everything. Most members suffered heavy losses, trade was almost cut off, and even maintaining the alliance itself became a problem.
This is not over yet.
As one of the very few lucky ones that was not affected at all, Baldur's Gate made a fortune in the past few decades. While its population skyrocketed several times, it also absorbed the astonishing wealth brought by the Calimshan people.
The price they paid was that the other members of the Lords' Alliance looked upon Baldur's Gate with envy, while they were busy licking their own wounds. They didn't directly attack, but a rift had already formed.
Elturgard is similar—the demons played a major role in its development, allowing it to expand from a city-state into a vast nation at an astonishing speed.
The most outrageous thing was that this expansion was supposed to come at the expense of the entire realm itself. However, just a few months ago, during the Ritual of Truth, the demons had suffered a complete defeat: they lost control, surrendered decades of accumulation, and finally completed the integration of Elturgard. They lost a huge sum of money and even lost their most important captive, Simbu.
The string of victories was certainly a welcome development, but Elturgard was now somewhat out of place within this alliance dominated by city-states.
Originally, the Silvermoon Alliance, led by Silvermoon City, and Waterdeep supported each other, holding absolute dominance within the Lords' Alliance. However, the rise of Baldur's Gate and Elturgard has severely impacted this dynamic.
Therefore, the willingness of other members to send help has been declining.
Now, the fact that it is the leader of Yatta who is speaking is proof of that.
Yata was a prosperous town on the trade route. When Apodale visited a hundred years ago, its population was only a few thousand.
She shouldn't have refused help so bluntly.
Apodale glanced at the corner of the hall.
Today, Silvermoon City Lord, Alastro Silverhand, was not present. Of the seven sisters, only Lyra Silverhand was present.
She is not the supreme leader of Waterdeep, but she is indeed very important.
Waterdeep's political system is quite unique. It adheres to a parliamentary system, but most of its members remain anonymous, performing their duties behind masks. Known as the Masked Lords, these individuals are known as the Masked Lords. Only a select few reveal their identities and represent Waterdeep in foreign affairs. Lyra Silverhand, widow of the former Public Lord Khelben Blackstaff, is one of the four current Public Lords.
Her silence in not expressing her support is itself an attitude.
Apodel and another representative sitting across the round table, Bolias, the leader of the Church of Tyr in Elturgard and now a member of the Elturgard Council.
The members of the Tyr Church naturally understood the paladin's thoughts best. The two exchanged a glance and understood each other's conclusions:
They can't count on the Lords' Alliance to help at all.
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