Equipment Printing School Mage

The girl's cheeks puffed up again. "So, I told you, a name is very important. How can you just pick one randomly? Why do you have to repeat the same words over and over again? Are you kidding me?"

This chaotic and confusing conversation only made Emilia feel weak.

Now he finally understood what it meant to be unable to communicate!

To summarize briefly - the girl probably has severe amnesia and can't even remember her own name, but she is very resistant to being named.

Emiya took a deep breath and said, "Then we have to find a way to call you! If you don't mind calling me [that person] or [Hey], then I'll call you that."

"How could I not mind?" The girl's face turned red with anger. After a final struggle, she said, "...Yin, you win. Just call me Yin as you said."

Silver. This is at least the girl's tentative name... Although the girl's choice of words when saying this name is particularly strange,

"Okay, Yin, let's get back to the original question." Emiya breathed a sigh of relief, feeling finally liberated.

Then, his eyes fixed.

All the words that came before this are not as important as the next sentence that is about to come out.

If possible, he really hoped that Yin was lying to him.

And the outcome of all this depends on Yin's answer.

He took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and asked in a deep voice, "You said today is the nineteenth day of the Sunny Month. So, please tell me, what happened on the eighteenth day, which is what you remember as yesterday?"

Yes. If she could only tell exactly what happened tomorrow, everything would fall into place.

This question didn't elicit any special reaction from Yin. She simply placed her finger on her chin and tilted her head slightly: "Yesterday... I felt a little..."

As she spoke, her eyes slowly lost focus and her voice became vague.

"Wolves and bears tear each other apart, flames ignite the night, and the moon and light are the only sharp blades."

"Darkness can only be escaped once, and the long time becomes the rope that hangs oneself."

"The Holy Avenger has arrived late, and the sun has risen on its own."

After she finished speaking, she blinked and covered her head in pain: "Oh...why is my memory of yesterday so messed up? This is all I can remember."

But Emiya's experience was completely different.

Although the words were vague and ambiguous, they were clearly filled with indescribable power.

Every word was simple and clear, requiring no thought at all—but his body unconsciously tensed up.

When Yin stood in front of him and began to shake his body, the inexplicable feeling of dizziness still did not completely dissipate from his mind.

Only Yin's voice gradually became clearer: "Hey! Wake up? Don't fall asleep at this time!"

"...No, wait...!" Emiya's vision was filled with stars, and her throat felt sweet, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "These words are a bit too vague!"

Yin's face finally showed a slight embarrassment. She coughed lightly and unconsciously touched her fingers together. "I don't know why, but when I think back, all I can recall are these fragmented fragments."

"I can't help it if you don't understand!"

But at least, the world has finally returned from its bizarre state to a level that mortals can understand.

He was not yet ready to step into the magnificent River of Time. The paladin and druid beside him also breathed a sigh of relief.

Emiya took a deep breath and made a tentative guess: "...Miss Yin, do you actually have the innate ability to predict the future?"

"Prophecy?" Yin chewed on the word. "You mean a prophecy mage? I'm a mage, but I'm not a prophecy mage... or not just a prophecy mage?"

Mage!?

This time, Emiya almost choked again: "Are you a mage?"

"Wow, you're quite knowledgeable." After hearing the change in pronoun, the girl pulled at her cloak and smiled until her eyes narrowed. "A mage, a profession that delves into the mysteries of the world, deserves respect! This is the most pleasing I've been to your attitude in the past few days!"

"Ah, then there's a question." Emilia hesitated and asked, "Where's your spellbook?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's smile froze on her face.

However, Emiya did not notice it at the first time, but was immersed in a bright future.

The girl emerged from the sword alone, so naturally she had no spellbook. No matter how powerful a wizard is, losing his spellbook would greatly reduce his combat effectiveness.

If the girl... No, this appearance was obviously just an illusion. Her true age might be astronomical.

If she is very strong, their next battle with Khara will be averted!

However, the girl did not answer. She simply lowered her head, letting her silver hair cover her eyes, and her winter wolf cloak trembled slightly.

Blurred words rang out from the silky hairline: "Again and again... again and again..."

"?" Emilia was stunned for a moment and asked, "Sorry, what did you say? I can't hear you clearly?"

"I said..." The girl's voice became louder and louder. Finally, she angrily put her hands on Emilia's waist and pinched Emilia's flesh through the cloth. "These past few days! You have been poking my scars again and again! Whenever you get the chance!"

"Just wait for me. When I regain my power and my name, you will be the first one I deal with!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Thirty-six Time Mages

In the tree house, Emilia opened his hands slightly, allowing the silhouette of the confessor to float slowly in his hands.

"You emerged from this sword. Does it make any impression?"

"Why are you asking a second time?"

And what answered him was Yin's usual shy and annoyed answer.

If you take it literally, it seems that a lot of things will happen in the future, but it is obviously impossible for Emilia to know at this moment.

But after just a few dozen minutes together, Emilia felt physically and mentally exhausted.

If possible, he really hoped that all the conversations during this period were just Yin playing a trick on him - but judging from his words and actions, Yin's mental age would not be very high no matter how you looked at it.

She may not be as innocent as a real little girl, and obviously has enough common sense... but at the same time, she is extremely willful.

Well, if I had to give a first impression, it would be that she is a young lady who knows a little bit about the world, but without that kind of condescending contempt or arrogance.

Of course, it's also possible that she simply holds everyone in the same contempt, so this attitude isn't obvious.

Regardless, Emiya couldn't tolerate the kind of condescending attitude that led to his actions. If he were forced to get along with someone like that, a fight would probably break out within a few days. The little girl's willfulness was just barely within his tolerance.

Yin didn't seem to have the ability to read minds, and just continued to talk to himself: "Although I have almost forgotten all the spells, I have recalled several of them in the past few days! Besides, if it weren't for me, how could you win yesterday!"

This sensitive topic made the three of them prick up their ears at the same time: "How did you win?"

As soon as Yin finished speaking, his eyes dulled for a moment.

Just when the three thought she was going to use amnesia as an excuse, her eyes regained clarity: "...Although it's blurry, I still have some slight impression."

Although her voice was soft, it was like a bolt from the blue to their ears.

Fenwei, who had the most vested interest in the matter, almost immediately leaned forward and asked, "Excuse me, what's the solution?!"

Just as Yin was about to respond, her stomach rumbled. She hesitantly rubbed the area where the rumbling had occurred and looked at Emiya. "Well, the contract we signed for joining the team is already established—you're responsible for food, housing, clothing, and transportation."

The familiar content of the treaty made Emiya and Mars' eyebrows jump, and Fenwei's eyes widened. "...Huh? Why is there such a treaty? Generally speaking, the spoils are divided equally, and besides living together, everyone pays for their own expenses, right?"

Yin blinked in confusion: "I'm not interested in money, but I don't want to get nothing either."

As she spoke, she pointed at the paladin. "Mars showed it to me—under this contract, all spoils of war obtained by members while carrying out tasks stipulated in the treaty shall unconditionally belong to the unified management body, namely, the Emia of Mage Lunya. Rewards specifically given to each team member are not included in the spoils of war. However, rewards for shared missions are also considered spoils of war."

Although she didn't seem dissatisfied with the treaty itself, she seemed uncomfortable with the concept of the treaty itself, and her face looked uncomfortable when she recited it:

"The management organization should provide the maximum assistance within its capabilities, based on a comprehensive consideration of risks and benefits, as well as the personal wishes of teammates. This assistance includes, but is not limited to, housing, food, travel, clothing, weapons and equipment, spell materials, magical tools, and any other services worth more than one gold coin..."

But even so, the pupils of the mage and the paladin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Emiya was silent for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Mars: "...It seems to be exactly the same."

Mars's response was more direct: "Although some formatting has been omitted, the core content of the main body is perfectly consistent. It's simply outrageous."

How could someone who had just woken up for a few minutes know the team agreement between the two of them? While this document wasn't top secret, it had been lying dormant within the dimensional cave. They had mentioned the agreement to others before, but reciting it word for word was too horrifying.

This is somewhat beyond the scope of prophecy spells.

Although the prophecy spells in the world of Faerun are a unique system and seem to be much more developed than those in other fantasy stories, in Emiya's opinion, the more accurate description of prophecy spells should be called information spells.

Divination spells are used to obtain information, not to predict the future. The few that are said to be able to predict the future are generally as vague as the myths.

According to his teacher, there are only a handful of examples of people being able to accurately predict the future, even over thousands of years.

One of the less famous ones is the birth of Halruaa, the magic kingdom in the southernmost part of Faerun. Thousands of years ago, when the ancient Netherese civilization was still thriving, a great arcanist of Netherese despised the despicable morals of the Netherese people and foresaw the destruction of Netherese civilization. So he left the floating city with his followers in advance and came to the earth, eventually giving birth to today's... or the former magic kingdom of Halruaa.

This prophecy was accurate. So, even though Netheril had become a legend, Halruaa survived for thousands of years. This tradition also ensured that the Mage-King, the ruler of Halruaa, would always be a prophet-magic.

However, even this powerful nation was destroyed in the Arcane Calamity a hundred years ago, and its former site has become countless terrifying pits.

The reliability of a prediction is often inversely proportional to the level of detail in its description: the more ambiguous a prediction is, the more accurate it is.

——But Yin could actually accurately describe a document that she had probably never seen before!

However, Yin obviously didn't understand Emiya and Mars' shock. She covered her rumbling stomach and tugged at Emiya's sleeve: "So, it's time to cook! I... uh... should I say, I'm hungry?"

Why do we have to use such vague terms to describe whether we are hungry or not?

Emiya hesitated for a moment and decided to put aside the issue of the silver signature on the document for the time being.

Even if she hadn't actually signed the contract, he wouldn't withhold food for that reason.

Although the contract was very worded due to the occupational hazard of the paladin, if one looked deeper into its essence, it was actually closer to a gentleman's agreement—its validity depended entirely on the signatories themselves, rather than relying on the contract itself to have any validity.

Emiya sighed and picked up the bow from the corner of the tree house. "Okay, although it's late at night, I really need to go hunting."

Although the Godberry technique could theoretically fill his nutritional needs, he was a foodie who never tired of fine food. Unless it was an emergency, he didn't mind spending a considerable amount of time on cooking.

However, he got up, but the druid and paladin did not.

Mars stared silently at the bow on Emilia's body: "Are you still going to carry that bow? With all due respect, your archery skills are far from being good enough to go out hunting."

He thought for a moment and then said rather tactfully, "Practice twenty-four hours a day for six months, then try again. Your arrows are probably not as accurate as your spells right now."

Fenwe hesitated, then said, "Hunting solely for food is permitted, but if you do it like you do... well... like you do, you can only hope for stray arrows and accidental injuries. This could even disrupt the ecosystem. Perhaps you should put down your bow?"

"Thank you so much!" Seeing the two men about to grab the bow, Emiya's forehead suddenly throbbed with a vein, "Hey, don't do it!"

Just as the three of them were about to huddle together, Yin suddenly spoke, his voice full of confusion: "...What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? Isn't Emiya very good at archery?"

""ah?!""

Mars and Fenwei screamed in unison.

The paladin turned around, his face filled with shock. "Based on his previous performance, he probably hasn't spent more than ten hours on the bow. By what standard can we conclude that his archery is excellent?"

"Eh?" Yin blinked in confusion. It was clear that the two of them completely failed to understand each other. "Although I have almost forgotten my past, I still remember seeing a few people using bows...Emiya's archery skills are at least acceptable, right?"

At this point, she glared at him angrily: "—Wait a minute, you've been rambling on for so long, I almost forgot... give me back my clothes!"

"I didn't take your clothes off!"

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It was originally just an ordinary hunt. After quickly finishing their dinner, they wanted to take a quick rest.

In fact, Emilia should be the one who is most looking forward to tomorrow.

The contact with the magic network, the magic storm caused by Yin's appearance, and Yin's whispers - these series of encounters left a deep mark in his spiritual sea.

He had a feeling that he might have a breakthrough tomorrow morning.

But those things are of no concern at the moment.

After confirming from Yin, all the battles took place last night, which is tomorrow.

Therefore, he could temporarily ignore the Shadow Druid's conspiracy.

Being mocked for what you have learned by name is simply intolerable.

They had already reached the outskirts of the Holy Forest, and the ban on mutual harm in the Holy Land had become invalid.

The good news is that they can hunt.

The bad news is that Emilia's arrows could also pierce them through the heart.

Emiya had already granted himself darkvision, though it wasn't enough to allow him to see night as day. However, a field of vision of several dozen meters was more than enough in the dense forest. Most of the time, he could only see a few meters ahead, obscured by the bushes and weeds.

Not to mention, Emilia actually had no experience hunting in the forest.

The wind in the forest swept the leaves in front of him and lifted his hair, which meant that they were downwind and their scent would not be detected by animals.

The owl that Fenwei transformed into flew back from the front and landed silently on Emilia's shoulder.

Nocturnal birds of prey are naturally the best searchers.