Equipment Printing School Mage

Mars' pupils dilated, his eyebrows raised high, and the condolences he was about to say were completely blocked in his throat, and his mouth formed an exaggerated arc.

Finally, after holding his breath for a long time, the paladin could only let out a heartfelt cry of surprise: "—Ah!?"

He slowly raised his left hand, pointed at Emilia, opened his mouth, but could not say a word.

He took a few steps back, almost tripping over the roots on the ground, and in the end he could only remain silent.

Even more unfortunately, Emilia had no idea how to solve this problem, so she could only remain silent.

During this long silence, the paladin finally spoke.

Mars held it in for a long time before uttering his first words: "Is it a girl?"

"Yes, it's a girl..." Emiya was halfway through her sentence when she immediately realized, "What do you mean it's a girl? This is not a delivery room!"

"Isn't this a delivery room?! Then why did you come out holding a girl?"

"The doctor in the delivery room wouldn't bring out a baby this big! Even a dragon hatchling wouldn't be this big!"

This kind of argument was obviously difficult to control in volume, and the two tree people finally realized what was happening and turned around, and the two ancient trees that had gained wisdom were also shocked.

"Hiss..." Mars rubbed his face, "This is not a suitable place for conversation. Anyway, let's take her back to the tree house first. Mr. Treemen, I'll leave the magic circle to you two."

"That's fine," Coarse Leaf said sullenly, "but please make it clear to Lord Fenwe that this girl is not ours and Emya's. Humans and tree people cannot have children."

Changzhi calmly replied, "Besides, a newborn baby wouldn't be this big."

Emilia replied indignantly, "No one would think so!"

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"...Oh? Could it be that time speeds up on the Holy Oak?"

Fenwei, who had just returned from the top of the oak tree, had completely lost focus in his eyes.

In front of her, a young girl on the verge of adulthood was wrapped in a warm and thick wolfskin cloak, sleeping soundly.

"Why is there suddenly a stranger in my tree house before I can even rejoice over the growth of the holly oak tree? Who is she?"

Emilia was silent for a long time, and could only answer: "When I was inspiring the Confessor, she suddenly appeared in my arms. I don't know anything else."

As if to prove herself, Emilia tried to defend herself, "Perhaps she is the intelligence of a penitent? But generally speaking, the intelligence of a weapon doesn't take on a separate form. Perhaps she is a special kind? I heard that the Moon Elves' treasure, the Moon Blade, can release the phantom of its previous owner..."

Having said that, he lowered his head to glance at the silver-haired girl whose skin was white and smooth to the point of glowing.

Clearly, she was not an apparition.

Fenwei took a deep breath and patted his cheeks, forcing himself out of the shock. After a moment's thought, he came up with a much more reliable answer: "Is she a djinni? A djinni can be imprisoned in a ring, a vial, and of course, a sword."

At this point, she glanced at the only mage present. "After all, there are even mages who like to use swords as staffs. Imprisoning a wind djinn within a staff and commanding it doesn't seem unimaginable."

Emiya deadpanned, "Everything makes sense, except for one problem."

He pointed at the girl's face and said, "There's no way in this world that a giant wind spirit could look like this."

The name of the so-called Wind Djinn might be unfamiliar to outsiders, but the other name of this race is much more familiar - this race is commonly known as the Djinn.

That's right, they were the legendary race that could grant three wishes when released. They were generally male, sturdy, and had bluish skin—and this girl, no matter how you looked at her, was human, a half-elf at best. She looked nothing like a djinni.

After a long moment of deliberation, the paladin nodded earnestly, "I understand. She must be a kind of animated spell. Perhaps a spell flowing through the forest has been given life by the activity of the magic network... As for her human appearance, perhaps she's the activation of some enchantment or illusion spell related to charm."

Very reasonable.

Now that everyone is at a loss, this is the guess that is closest to the truth.

The girl, who had been sleeping in Emiya's arms for quite a while, yawned deeply, rubbed her eyes and stretched, revealing her blue eyes as clear as the sky.

Then, she subconsciously grabbed her cloak with one hand to avoid exposing herself, and then blinked and looked around.

Her voice was clear and slightly ethereal, but her way of speaking was strangely accented and unusual.

But there was nothing strange about her voice; on the contrary, it was strangely familiar.

She covered her mouth, yawned, and said, "Oh? Have I slept for so long?"

She stood up, completely unaware that she was naked. "Have I slept too long? Shouldn't we have left for Baldur's Gate long ago?"

As she spoke, she slapped her forehead and said, "No, no, Emiya, you seemed to have said that we should return to the Arms of Friendship first, right?"

"—?!"

Emilia had imagined countless conversations when they met, but even in 30,000 years, he couldn't have predicted this extremely bizarre opening line.

The other two were so shocked that they stood up straight at the same time. Fenwei asked with shock on his face, "Emmia?! Do you know her?"

"Don't be ridiculous! I don't know her at all!" Emilia retorted without hesitation, "I just met her for the first time a few minutes ago!"

"Even I can't stand such a clumsy lie." Mars said bluntly, "She just woke up, how did she know your name?"

"Ah? Mars, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand anything at all." The girl kept yawning. "What do you mean by just waking up?"

The boomerang hit him so fast that Mars saw stars and opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a word.

Fenwei hesitated for a moment and pointed at himself: "...Um, little sister, what's my name?"

"Hmm?" The girl tapped her lips with her finger in confusion. "Miss Fenwë? Or Archdruid Fenwë? Uh... Chief Druid Fenwë of the Sharptooth Forest?"

What a mess this is. Fenwei can't be called the archdruid at this moment, let alone the chief druid!

After successfully knocking out three people with a few words, the girl began to pull at her cloak in confusion: "Hey? Where are my clothes? Do I sleep so badly?"

As she said this, a blush slowly crept up her cheeks.

She was speechless for a long time, angrily pulled her cloak in front of her, and then grabbed Emilia's collar: "You bastard! You bastard! You really did sneak into my clothes! While I was sleeping, you did it! You did it!"

Her lips trembled constantly, and her slightly raised chest rose and fell continuously. In the end, all the words in her heart turned into a roar from the bottom of her heart: "——Pervert!!!!!!!!! You use the great arcane art of the mage to make clothes, but you actually hide such a despicable purpose!!!"

"Paladin! There's a pervert here! Do you want to do something about it?! Do you want to do something about it?!"

"No, what the hell is going on!!!"

In her short twenty years of life, Emilia had never felt that her reputation had been so brutally slandered - even worse, every word this little girl said was obviously from the heart, without any trace of deliberateness or slander.

No, the strangest thing is, why does she know the names of several of us?

"No, wait, wait, wait!!!" Before her lifelong dignity was completely destroyed, Emilia took a deep breath, "Let's start from the beginning! Why do you know us?!"

"Huh?!" The girl was stunned for a moment and shouted, "We've been together for two days! If I hadn't saved your lives, you would have died at Korhal's hands! Now you ask me why I know you?"

"Just two days? How did we fight side by side?" These messy words made Emilia's brain a mess. He grabbed his hair and pulled it hard a few times.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration came into his mind.

"...Wait a minute, a question. Answer me and everything will be solved."

"...What day is today in the sunny month?"

The silver-haired girl was stunned for a moment and poked her cheek a few times with her fingers. "Yesterday, I think it was the eighteenth day of the Sunny Month. So today is the nineteenth day."

A feeling of discomfort from the depths of his soul emerged from the top of his head, slowly spreading along his spine to Emilia's entire body, making him shiver unconsciously.

Emiya took a deep breath and gave an answer that even he couldn't believe.

"...You must be mistaken."

"Today is the seventeenth day of the Sunny Moon."

"The 19th is the day after tomorrow."

Thirty-five Its name is silver

This phenomenon was so bizarre that everyone present fell silent.

Mars was always reserved when it came to his expertise. His silence at this moment only indicated that he was at a loss. Fenwei, on the other hand, was also bewildered.

Of course, the most confused person is the silver-haired girl herself.

"Well?"

After hearing Emiya's answer, the girl did not react excessively.

She just looked at Emiya, blinking her eyes.

It’s not so much surprise or confusion as incomprehension.

It was like waking up in the morning and seeing Emiya doing a handstand in front of her bed.

What Emiya said was very simple, but what she couldn't understand was the truth hidden behind it.

But in the end, she could only sigh: "I don't know what you are talking about. Although I don't have a photographic memory, I still remember the general situation."

At this point, Mars said in a sullen voice: "This is actually very easy to prove...but I would rather she was lying."

Fenwei hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but sigh. "I can understand why mages' curiosity is so well-known across the continent... I have to admit, when I encountered something like this, I couldn't help myself either."

Yes, it is not difficult to verify what the girl said - it can even be said to be extremely simple.

Just imagining what she was about to encounter, Emiya's heartbeat quickened.

He licked his lips, which had become somewhat dry. "Okay, what's your name?"

However, for some reason, this topic made the girl extremely dissatisfied. Her cheeks flushed slightly, as if they were inflated. "—Ahhh, I see. You're pretending not to know me just for this, right?"

She angrily pulled her cloak forward and said, "I won't tell you!"

"???"

It turns out that talking to someone with unconventional thoughts is so tiring...Emia couldn't keep up with her thoughts at all.

How did saying my name and revealing my origins offend her?

Emilia hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and put aside her pride.

Detect thoughts.

If you use it continuously and deeply on a target, it will be easily detected. However, if you only detect the most superficial emotional fluctuations, it will not be so obvious.

However, as he was chanting the spell, the girl instinctively glanced at his hands hidden behind his robes, then laughed out loud, "Mind detection again? If you still refuse to give up, go ahead."

As the girl spoke, Fenwei and Mars's eyes immediately turned to her. However, at this moment, these gazes were inevitably particularly hot.

Although the two of them would most likely not object, and might even secretly support it... it was Emiya herself who really felt ashamed.

Emiya sighed. "I'll take that as your agreement. I really don't know how to communicate this with you."

Then, he fixed his gaze and focused his entire attention on the girl's eyes.

——Then, before seeing the girl's emotions, his attention was inevitably drawn completely to the girl's face.

Even when she was asleep, the girl's beauty was beyond exquisite and enough to captivate everyone.

And when she woke up, her every frown and smile was enough to make people's hearts flutter.

But for some reason, Emilia simply couldn't imagine what she would look like as an adult.

Of course, the most fatal thing for him was something else.

When his mind tried to explore the girl's heart, he saw not superficial emotions such as resentment and worry.

He only saw a ball of jumping silver fire.

Although he did not experience this scene personally, he had heard others mention it.

Yes, that's the same description Lorien the Doppelganger had used when she referred to Elminster: a ball of blazing silver flame.

Of course, the silver fire couldn't be the entire mind. It was just that the true mind was perfectly obscured by the flame.

Emiya's enchantment and prophecy spells are only so-so. She has learned the basic principles and can use them, that's all.

If even a master of mind reading like Shapeshifter is at a loss, then he has even less hope.

It is obvious that the girl must have some connection with the Magic Church.

This is the only thing that can be confirmed.

The girl had clearly anticipated this outcome. The corners of her mouth curled up several times, only to be forced back down again. "Is that all? Do you want to continue reading?"

"You know you can't read anything." Emilia sighed unhappily, "Then let's start from the beginning - what should we call you?"

"Why do you have to repeat such a disgusting conversation? Are you really trying to poke at my wounds?" The girl became annoyed again, "I already said it, I don't remember!"

After these words were spoken, the three of them looked at each other in surprise.

Then, Emiya sighed deeply: "...Okay, although I expected it, but what I asked is how I should address you. It's up to you to decide..."

After thinking for a moment, Emiya added, "So, a temporary pseudonym or alias..."