Equipment Printing School Mage
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Kelemvor snorted instead of speaking.
There were no fools among those present—Jaeger wanted a Death God as his puppet, allowing him to hide from the sight of others while actually having a significant say in the entire country.
Cyric didn't meet this standard. He was one of the most ambitious and active gods in Faerûn, so his time as the God of Death was so short that it was measured in years. Kelemvor killed Cyric with a spirit body that was theoretically completely suppressed by the God of Death, and Jaeger might have contributed to this.
"That's probably going to be difficult, Jaeger," Yin finally spoke. "I don't really like having someone looking around in my world. I also don't like people coming and going as they please."
Her message was clear: You should have been in a position to negotiate, but you aren't anymore.
"...Your response speed is even faster than I expected." Jaeger was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Then, if you need, you can pass the message to the Church of Bane."
"Can't we do this kind of thing ourselves?" Kelanwo said coldly.
"It seems you've adapted well to your change of identity," Jaeger said sarcastically. "Then let me be more clear—I'm very optimistic about you and believe you have the potential to become the next God of Death. To this end, I hope we can establish a friendly relationship beforehand. In exchange, you will be able to convey the [Oracle] to the Church of Bane."
Forty-four Death Sword
Jaeger left—or rather, left first.
The former Grim Reaper still resides in the Crystal Spire, and Emiya and his party will eventually go there.
His men left, but the aftermath was still on the ship.
Although Mars thought highly of himself, he could no longer hold back at this moment. He took off his helmet, breathed heavily, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Without any expectation or defense, the sword in his hand was stained with divine blood.
One second it was a puppet being manipulated at will by the gods, and the next second it cut off the puppeteer's throw.
No matter how arrogant he was, he wouldn't have thought his sword was strong enough to break through a demigod's defenses. If he truly possessed that power, they wouldn't need to hide here and there; they could simply charge directly at the camp of the Gods and Non-Gods.
While trying his best to suppress his breathing which quickened due to excessive nervousness and excitement, he couldn't help asking, "Miss Yin..., what exactly happened just now?"
Not to mention Mars, at this moment, Kelanwo and Midnight also seemed to have come back to their senses and realized what had just happened.
While Kelemvor and Midnight's strength had certainly plummeted, they were still far stronger than when they were still adventurers. After recuperating from her weakened state, Midnight's strength was now comparable to Xinbu's. Kelemvor, on the other hand, was no weaker than any other mortal warrior.
Even so, there should still be a huge gap between the two of them and Jaeger at the moment, and their attacks should be extremely difficult to break through Jaeger's defense.
The scene they saw was beyond the limits of their imagination - Mars rushed forward, swung with a sword, and a demigod was beheaded without dodging.
There must be someone else doing something behind this.
Midnight was looking at Yin at this moment, and the expression on her face was extremely complicated.
Surprise, admiration——
And uncontrollable fear.
She was the only one among the people present who understood what had just happened. And because of this, she discovered with great sadness that the gap between her and Yin was so big that it could not be described in words.
Now, let alone competing for the throne of magic, she wouldn't dare to fight for the title of successor even if another incident like Karsus's folly happened in Silver.
The gap between them cannot be filled by time and hard work.
If you have never climbed to the top of a mountain, you won’t know what it feels like to look down at the sea of clouds.
“It’s not that complicated actually.”
The only person who was the real protagonist of the scene just now, Yin himself, didn't seem to think that what had just happened was anything special.
She said in a rather relaxed tone, "Jaeger has a very bad habit. He already had very profound attainments in arcane magic before becoming a god, so even after becoming a god, he often tends to use arcane magic rather than divine power to solve problems.
"Unfortunately, although I don't understand him, I do understand his secret techniques. So I stripped away his carefully designed defenses, that's all."
Yin even explained enthusiastically at this moment, "You can even say you've already killed a god... It's just that Jaeger made sufficient preparations to avoid death and resurrected himself in time. Since the boundary between life and death of gods is not so clear, the definition of killing a god is not so clear either. So it's okay for you to claim that you killed a god."
"This statement is completely greedy." Mars said firmly.
"I don't understand what's going on in a paladin's mind..." Silver rolled his eyes. "Then at least congratulations! Your sword has successfully killed a god."
"……Thanks?"
Mars is still too serious and can't keep up with Yin's thinking in the world.
And Emilia is thinking about the longer term.
Jaeger can issue oracles to the Church of Bane on behalf of Bane... This indirect help may play a crucial role.
"Let's move on to the next step. It seems the link I was most at a loss for solution has been solved by accident." Emiya glanced at the thick blood on the ground, frowned in disgust, and said as she cast a spell to clean it up, "Mr. Kelemvor, I'm going to ask you to believe and spread a lie. This will be the most crucial part of our plan."
"...a lie?" Kelemvor was stunned for a moment, but finally recovered from the shock left by Yin and replied, "If it's just a lie, it doesn't matter."
"Well."
Then, the Mage King of Halruaa pulled out a sword from the dimensional bag at his waist.
It was a sword that was completely black, seemingly absorbing all light. But when Kelemvor looked at it more closely, he could barely see some kind of pattern faintly visible on the surface of the sword.
It should have been emitting roaring, surging magical power, but some mysterious force had firmly confined the pressure it should have radiated within the blade, rendering this sword, no matter how one looked at it, dull and lifeless like an ordinary weapon.
"...What is this?" Kailanwo didn't expect that he would lose his composure to this extent.
But as a swordsman, he had not forgotten his desire for a divine weapon. When he was able to kill Xirik, much of the credit was due to the God-Slaying Sword, the incarnation of the then God of Shadows, Mask.
A ray of silver fire emerged from Emilia's fingertips, leaving a bright mark on the black sword.
In an instant, as if the seal on it was lifted, the originally dark and dull sword body suddenly burst into a mysterious and luxurious rainbow light, and the inscription on the sword finally slowly emerged.
There was a sentence written on it in Elvish.
Day and night dance in rotation, the seasons change, rise and fall repeat, only death is eternal.
"...Is this Avandor's magic sword?" Kelanwo didn't react for a moment.
Emiya said grimly, "Indeed, I used the technology of Arvandor throughout when I made it, but unfortunately, I did not have the grace and ingenuity of the elves in my heart when doing this."
"It was crafted entirely by the hand of Eimia of Lunya, the Mage King of Halrua. I'm ashamed to say that its power is greater than any sword I've ever made—it's both a weapon and a staff, and can even serve as a priest's holy symbol, amplifying the wielder's power like never before. It's indestructible yet can also bring about the favor of fate. And this overwhelming power is achieved through equally unreasonable and extremely malicious conditions."
He took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and then revealed the true plan of their trip: "I named this sword Death Teller. It can be unintentionally drawn and used without affecting its power. However, if one believes that this sword contains greater power and wishes to further control it, a special condition must be met, otherwise it will trigger a harsh punishment similar to that of the Sword of Cormanthor's Domination.
"Anyone who draws the sword will die instantly. Their soul will be lost to an unknown fate. The master who taught me this technique was very tight-lipped about this detail. But regardless, I don't think their ending will be a happy one."
Kelanvor couldn't help but sweat. "...The punishment for failing the trial is so harsh? What are the conditions for passing it?"
Emiya said firmly: "—It's the desire to survive."
"If I can't guarantee a strong desire to survive, I will die while holding the sword?" Mars asked subconsciously.
"No. Quite the opposite." There was no warmth in Emilia's voice. "As long as there is even a shred of will to survive, the moment you try to grasp this sword, you will be burned to ashes by the secret fire of the elves."
"This secret elven fire has used this method to easily claim the lives of countless legendary figures, including the most powerful elven high wizard. So, do not doubt it; mortals are absolutely unable to resist its ravages."
This time, not to mention Mars, even Elaster and Midnight took a few steps back to keep a distance from the sword.
Those who wish to die will live, and those who wish to live will die. This sword is essentially a cursed weapon! And it's the most malicious kind of instant death curse!
“…So, what is the meaning of this sword?” Kelanwo avoided Emiya’s gaze awkwardly.
His previous impression of Emilia had to be greatly refreshed.
——This Mage King is kind enough when he is generous, but he is truly ruthless when he is determined to kill.
At this moment, Emilia revealed her true intentions: "Only this sword, its meaning will no longer be given by me."
He spoke slowly, word by word, "Mr. Kelemvor, as a former God of Death, I need you to help me tell a lie—you need to make the ambitious men outside the city realize that this sword is the proof of the God of Death's position. If they fail to obtain this sword, even if they receive the divine position from the AO, they will inevitably perish within a few years."
"In the end, let the camp outside the city form a long queue, and let those priests die willingly before the sword!"
Forty-five Sieges (V)
This plan was incredibly far-fetched. Its sole purpose was to conceal the existence of Emiya and her group, allowing the cultists outside to be driven by their own greed and rush to their deaths.
Convincing the massive coalition outside of this news was no easy task; they were already divided and not a cohesive whole. And if even a single cultist force completely disbelieved this, the effectiveness of this plan would be greatly diminished—and if there were "comrades" standing by, the risk of drawing their swords would be exponentially greater.
"Our military advisor has given us advice." Emilia said calmly.
The new commander of the Hell Knights, Mr. Grimnir, gave this advice: They cannot and should not try to publicize this directly. Any fool would know there is a problem.
The most powerful deception is never to instill conclusions, but to guide the fool to reach the conclusions himself.
It's not about handing them a sword and asking them to draw it, but about making them realize that they have to go find the sword.
Emilia still remembers clearly the way the military advisor talked about this matter.
"Actually, if you want to guarantee a higher chance of winning, it's best to resort to self-torture." Grimnir's demeanor bore no resemblance to Odin's. He propped his feet on the table with an unusually frivolous and arrogant air, swaying his body back and forth. "For example, have a few insiders pretend to be unable to resist the temptation and reveal this crucial information... Okay, don't look at me like that. If you want to choose a path that yields impressive results but expends considerable effort on your own, that's also feasible."
So, in the end, their method was to give the cultists a head-on blow.
Therefore, they wanted to frustrate the cultists' attacks and force them to find a new way out. The legend of the Death Sword swearing on the dead should be spread at this moment when the enemy's hearts were in turmoil.
——At the same time, during this phase, it would be best if Emiya did not show up. She could not alert the enemy.
He has become somewhat famous now. Emilia arrived in the hazy realm, and suddenly an unheard-of sword appeared...
If it arouses alarm, his efforts will be in vain.
However, it so happens that none of the gods in the church outside the City of Judgment have ever been the God of Death, and Bane, the only one who has a close relationship with the former God of Death, seems to be under the control of Jaeger.
The airship's altitude was getting lower and lower, and the continuous flow of people became gradually clearer.
"They are preparing to attack the city."
After just a few observations, Kelemvor came to a conclusion: "However, their preparations won't be so fast. The Hazy Realm is a desolate place. It will take at least several days to complete the siege preparations."
"Maybe even shorter," said Emya. "I don't believe they didn't do any preliminary work. We have to hurry. Mr. Kelemvor, how are we going to get into the City of Judgment?"
The city has changed greatly in the hands of different Death Gods, and the huge city in front of us was obviously created by Kelemvor.
"The outermost wall is the Wall of the Faithless," Kelemvor said. "It's called the Wall of the Faithless, but in reality, it's been built from the souls of those who oppose the God of Death. Unfortunately, in my first few years, I added to the height of the wall: I embedded within it many evil beings who refused to repent even in death, and for whom the Lord God was already hostile."
"I guess the brothers and sisters of these bricks are gathered outside the City of Judgment right now."
"That's right," Kelemvor said. "In the first phase of the siege, they'll want to tear down the walls. Saving the souls of fellow believers is undoubtedly a significant achievement in any church."
"As for the interior of Judgment City, I find it difficult to express my opinion." The former Death God's face remained gloomy only when discussing this topic. "The frequency of the divine messengers is too low, while the number of souls who have died is too great. The population of Judgment City is constantly expanding. However, Judgment City can be said to be half of my kingdom of God, so its area can be expanded indefinitely, which is not a problem. However, this also makes Judgment City almost unruly. Therefore, I only know a few areas in the city with particularly prominent functions."
"That's not a problem," Emiya said. "You just need to tell me where the tallest building outside the Crystal Spire is."
"The Mage Quarter." Kelemvor answered with remarkable clarity.
Building one's home so that one can overlook all living beings may be a common hobby of monks all over the world.
——Some Halruaan mages have begun trying to live on airships.
Emiya could only pray that these guys would not become competitive again at this time, and would not eventually die from lack of oxygen due to sleeping at extremely high altitudes.
The previous Mage King, after hundreds of years and decades of suffering in Abel, hadn't been able to change this habit! They'd only been back in Faerun for a few months, and already they were clearly showing signs of wanting to try!
In a place like this, you can definitely find the elders of Halrua.
And he was not disappointed.
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The City of Judgment naturally has no ceiling. Firstly, this is because the Wall of the Faithless is already high enough to reach the clouds, and secondly, the real credential for entering this city is identity.
"Messengers of the gods, or the spirits of the dead," Kelemvor said. "No other creatures may enter."
This is also the reason why the Hazy Realm is relatively deserted despite being located in the outer planes: the core areas here do not welcome adventurers at all.
But that's not a problem for them.
And Silver Fire is naturally the most iconic identity symbol in the multiverse.
Just by lighting up the silver fire, the invisible and tangible obstacle disappeared instantly.
Since they had an airship, it was naturally impossible for them to go through the main gate. Instead, they landed directly from the air in an extremely casual manner. Although Yin's illusion technique never stopped, they were still invisible to outsiders.
At this moment, the only mage in Judgment City who knew of their arrival was Elder Mustafa, Halrua's former number two figure. However, his position was likely vacant by now.
The old wizard has now floated out of his room and is looking up at the sky.
Immediately, as if realizing something, he abruptly turned his head and looked in a seemingly empty direction. Almost instantly, a female voice, like the gentle tinkling of wind chimes, echoed with applause: "Excellent, excellent! You are truly Halrua's foremost mage!"
As she spoke, the appearance of the Mage King's vehicle slowly appeared a few meters away from Mustafa - he finally realized the abnormality only when the airship was so close!
Thinking of this, Mustafa felt a cold sweat break out and murmured, "...Shame on you."
"No, you did really well." Yin beamed beside him, but Emiya was in no mood for idle chat and went straight to the point, "How many mages are in Halrua right now in this Judgment City?"
Mustafa coughed lightly and immediately got into the state.
How could the patriarch of Halrua's first family not be able to do even this?
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