Equipment Printing School Mage
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Emiya was also certain of one thing: Jaeger might come out to add insult to injury, but he would never come out to decide the outcome. If that happened, Emiya's enemies, while grateful to Jaeger, would inevitably become more wary of this former Death God who had been dormant for a thousand years.
——At that time, Jaeger might really die.
That was enough for him.
When Emiya was escorted out of the church by Aheka, the death priests waiting near the gate visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
In a situation like this where survival is at stake, a single disagreement could lead to a violent brawl, even a life-or-death situation, entirely within the realm of possibility. The fact that the two of them were able to emerge together, rather than one dead and the other alive, or one alive and the other transformed into an undead creature, and that the temple headquarters hadn't collapsed, indicated that the negotiations were relatively smooth... or at least harmonious.
However, just as Emilia left the gate, before the death priests could come over, a figure quietly emerged from mid-air and landed in front of Emilia.
Silver, of course.
Although Emiya hadn't known the Pope was a Servant of the Seraphim, someone who had stood firm in the City of Judgment for years couldn't be a weakling. He wasn't so arrogant. Therefore, Yin and Fenwei, who had recently arrived in the Twilight Realm, were actually waiting outside the gate.
However, the Twilight Realm was probably a true hell for a druid—not even living things existed, let alone plants. Even the land was lifeless and dead. She had now transformed into a feeble raven, perched on Silver's shoulder.
Emiya took Fenwei into her arms, patted her head, and said, "Okay, for now, we can come to an end here in the Hazy Realm. Sorry, we will be back soon."
After reaching an agreement with the Church of Death, the defensive facilities have been completed, and a large area has been completely covered by the firepower network.
Such a defense system should be enough to defeat anyone with ideas in a short period of time.
There are only about two months left until the final battle... If this is a race, then they should start accumulating their strength and preparing for the final sprint.
Although until now, Emiya still doesn't know why Yin was able to determine the promotion time of the omniscient only choice.
"Don't spoil her too much." Yin looked at the Archdruid who was rubbing against Emilia's arms. The corners of his mouth drooped unconsciously, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his voice. "Hey, Archdruid, have you ever considered taking a step further?"
The raven in Emiya's arms froze for a moment, then poked its head out: "Can an Archdruid be promoted?"
"Of course there are." Yin said firmly, "Haven't you heard of the Druid Saint?"
"...Saint... ah?!" Raven shuddered suddenly. "You... you're not saying that above the Archdruid, there are almost legendary Druid Saints, right?"
"I remember..." Emilia said hello to the death priests and returned to the airship.
They were originally planning to leave today - but if the negotiations ultimately failed, they would leave in order to call for reinforcements.
Elastrid stayed on the boat the whole time, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the three of them return safely.
She and Emiya exchanged a kiss and then set to work methodically.
Now that things here have come to an end, they are going back to the material plane.
"That Druid Saint is the final path for Druids, and only the Archdruids of each guild can embark on it. But the first thing to do on this path is..."
Raven struggled to climb onto Emilia's shoulder and lay there, breathlessly saying, "I will give up my position as Archdruid, never join any other guilds again, abandon all the efforts and accumulation of my first half of life, and devote myself wholeheartedly to nature itself."
"That's harsh." Yin shook himself. "It's obvious that you're no longer confining yourself to a forest."
"Yes, yes, yes." Fenwe clearly understood what Yin was up to and said in a very perfunctory tone, "'A druid saint no longer sees a plain or a forest as his holy land. On the contrary, he begins to see a continent, a planet, and even the entire material world and the elements themselves as part of his guardianship.' It sounds good, but I don't have such ambitions."
Ambitious, that's a nice way to put it.
The Druid Saints are actually a group of wandering...world police.
They possessed a strong sense of responsibility for the functioning of the world, yet their approach to this responsibility remained conditioned by druidic logic. Ultimately, the druid saints were essentially elusive conspirators. Fenwe had no interest in this identity.
The most fatal thing is that the saint can not bring much improvement in strength. Fenwei will never run away and wander at this point.
Emiya said goodbye to the Halrua Mage who stayed in the City of Judgment while looking into the crystal ball. She then said to the two women, "Silver, let's get to the point."
"Then I have another question." Yin held up a silk thread and shook it. "Fenwei, guess what's inside it."
"How should I guess?" The raven straightened its feathers.
"The entire dimensional cave is made of soil I collected from the Hazy Realm... let's call it dead soil." Yin said.
"...Hey!" Fenwei's head froze. "You don't want me to... create vegetation in the Hazy Realm?! This... this is completely ridiculous! There's not even any sun in this place!"
"Really?" Yin was surprisingly serious about this matter. "I don't think so. Aren't there creatures that thrive in the Underdark?"
"..."
Now, Fenwei really started to think.
While the Underdark lacks traditional plants, druids consider the fungi of the Underdark to be considered plants in the broader sense. Furthermore, the fungi of the Underdark don't solely rely on the decomposition of corpses to grow. In fact, their true energy source is the so-called earth vein energy.
This mysterious energy source is said to be the true source of the drow's once unbridled power. It even shapes much of the drow's enchanted equipment, serving as the true energy source for underground creatures. It's the underground sun, except this "sun" is spread throughout the entire subterranean realm.
The sun of Faerûn is a rather delicate entity: a sun god would be of great importance on most worlds, but there is no sun god in Faerûn today.
The sun is not that important.
So, Fenwei wasn't bored enough to start yelling about how to grow plants without the sun. This guy, Yin, was a truly outrageous eccentric.
She will come up with countless ideas that sound extremely bizarre, but are not completely feasible.
Finwë muttered, "There's no leyline energy in the Veil. That's Toril's... Can plants survive solely on the magic of the Weave?"
"Obviously, it is possible," Yin said. "I can help you."
"Breeding, especially this kind of very complex breeding, is a very long process."
"Leave this to me."
Emiya knew nothing about farming, and her biggest feeling about the current situation was that the three of them should just discuss their careers. Any other topic would make him sweat profusely.
Elastrid asked softly, "Shall we go to Elturgard next?"
"Yes. At the same time, we need to contact Sig to see how our great diplomat is doing."
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The Temple of Beauty in Waterdeep is one of the landmarks of Waterdeep.
On the one hand, it is the home of the largest Sunite Church. On the other hand, even if it is just for landscape purposes, its exquisite and gorgeous decorations and its garden that is both lively and elegant are the favorite dating spots for countless people in Waterdeep.
However, the churches in Waterdeep haven't had an easy time lately - because they have all encountered unexpected and powerful competitors and are now in a state of panic.
The Magic Church rebuilt by the All-Knowing One is developing rapidly in Waterdeep.
It is too common for a god to perform a miracle and save an entire city from disaster, which leads to the church's power expanding in a short period of time and affecting other churches.
To some, the Fire-Haired Lady Sune's Church of Love might seem uninvolved in the struggle between good and evil... but in reality, quite the opposite is true. Sune herself is deeply devoted to traditional heroes and has a long-standing affair with Torm, one of the Three Pillars of Justice. While her Church of Love has a reputation for frivolity, it actually has a Knight Order of Paladins.
Therefore, the Sunite Church has been quite wary of the Omniscient One from the very beginning, but it is powerless due to the general trend.
And now, the development of the All-Knowing Oneness Church is somewhat frighteningly utilitarian—attracting handsome men and beautiful women, free divine healing, massive distribution of supplies, generous membership benefits…
Where did the all-knowing and unique manpower and resources come from? The magic church has been extinct for generations!
The Sune Church believes that this new magic church seems to have too close a relationship with the lower planes.
Although the alliance of Elturgard, Baldur's Gate, and Halruaa has publicly declared that the so-called All-Knowing One is simply a trap set by the demonic army, most cities in the North are facing the demons' appeasement and even financial offensives. The Lords' Alliance is originally an alliance of interests, and they want to push money away from such an alliance...
This is simply an impossible task.
Even though the Sunite Church didn't support the All-Knowing One, they couldn't think of a way out. At this point, the simplest solution was, of course, to offer more than the All-Knowing One.
But the Southern Triangle Alliance is not stupid. Why should the three of them satisfy the appetite of the entire North?
So, the Sunny Church could only play dumb.
The members of the Suni Church are all celebrities in the social circle. They never speak out against what everyone agrees on, and prefer to think of solutions in private.
The Sune Church actually admires the rising Mage King Emilia.
Especially the fiberglass armor he promoted.
In stark contrast to the Church of Loviel, the Church of Sune, while not averse to exposing the body, places greater emphasis on protecting it. They strive to ensure their flawless bodies remain unscathed in battle.
So, contrary to the stereotype, the Sunite Church, who usually wear light clothes, are like mobile tanks once they go to the battlefield, and are unwilling to expose even a little part of their body.
——Fiberglass armor finally solved this problem. They can dress up and be indestructible at the same time.
However, the Sune Church in Waterdeep was truly helpless. They couldn't tell Amyia to bribe the various churches... If they asked for bribes, it would be like asking for bribes. If their advice backfired, they would truly be sinners.
However, turning points always come unexpectedly.
Just when Maeve, the bishop of the Sunite Church, was racking her brains to no avail, a piece of news suddenly reached her ears.
"Lady Maeve, there is a very beautiful and lovely little girl outside the church who wants to see you. She said she has a donation to the church."
"How cute is it?! How beautiful is it? Tell me more!"
Seventy-Eight Reorganization Alliance (Part 2)
Facing the Temple of the Fire-Haired Lady, known as the Church of Beauty, Sig carefully examined it.
It's fair to say that the Church of the Flame-Haired Lady is undoubtedly the most beautiful of all. In fact, because churches often serve as all-around patrons across various settlements, the rigid requirements for clerics are often less stringent. Faith and wisdom are paramount considerations for clerics. Given these two qualities, clerics can even be less physically imposing and agile.
Therefore, pastor is actually one of the professions with a large number of people.
——Among the many churches, the Suni Church is the strictest.
The strictness lies in that to join the club, one must be handsome and beautiful.
At the same time, all pastors must maintain their good looks. Those who are disfigured due to injury or age will be stripped of their pastoral position.
Therefore, the members of Suni Church are probably handsome male pastors, beautiful female pastors, middle-aged men who have been given new charm by time, and middle-aged women who have not lost their charm.
However, Sig still felt deeply disappointed.
Because there is still a profession that is more demanding than the Suni Church.
That's the Paladin.
The paladins' aesthetic standards were even higher than those of the Sunite Church. Unfortunately, Emilia had dealt with paladins so many times, and Sig, who was part of the team, had seen hundreds, if not thousands, of them. Her standards for beauty had been raised repeatedly, to the point where, to her, anything less than a truly stunning beauty was merely mediocre.
What's even more tragic than seeing too many paladins is that although the invitation of people to join the Emiya team is actually all based on fate, even if you put aside the examples of non-human fish bombing like Silver and Metatron, everyone is at a level that can join the Sune Church.
"Emiya, you've done so much harm to others," Sig muttered. "How am I ever going to find a partner in the future?"
However, she wasn't here to visit a brothel today. She was doing something serious today. Don't think about messy things!
Although she thought so... the style of the Sune Church was quite different from the Oghma pantheon and the Three Pillars of Justice that she had dealt with more in the past...
The door to the reception room opened, and a young pastor said, "Miss Higg, this way."
"Bishop Maeve has time?"
"of course."
The Church of Sune is perhaps the closest thing to a garden of all churches. Naturalistic deities have no shortage of plants, but they don't deliberately use them to beautify their churches. Some churches, on the other hand, place too much emphasis on solemnity and divinity. When Sig entered the side hall where the bishop sat, he immediately spotted the slender, beautiful woman standing by the fountain, her fur coat draped over her shoulders.
The two looked at each other.
"Good day..." Sig had just stretched out his hand to her seriously when he was surprised to find that the approaching woman had no intention of stopping at all.
"No, wait..."
By the time she realized what was happening, she was being held in his arms like a pet and being affectionately kissed. Sig struggled for a while in the warmth and softness, but Miss Maeve was clearly completely captivated by Sig's beauty and had no intention of letting go.
“How rude…!”
In the end, Sig was forced to use a special skill that he hadn't used for a long time.
She held her breath slightly.
The next second, a deafening dragon roar erupted from Sig's body, sending Maeve, who was fumbling around, into a state of dizziness. The dragon's roar instantly spread throughout the entire Sune Temple through the still-open door, terrifying the entire temple to death.
The clinking sounds of cups smashing to the ground merged into a continuous sound. The originally leisurely priests of Suni suddenly became panic-stricken and rushed towards the armory.
Maeve, at the center of the dragon's roar, jumped back a few steps in shock, her body swaying slightly. But she quickly grasped the situation. After confirming that Sig had no intention of suddenly transforming into a dragon, she coughed lightly, excused herself temporarily, and went outside to appease the congregants. After confirming that it was all a misunderstanding, she returned to the side hall.
"You are Sig." Maeve thought for a moment.
"I should have given my name."
"There are people with the same name in this world." Maeve gathered her emotions. "...Of course, it's mainly because you're so beautiful, Miss Sig."
"Then congratulations. I will keep my friends away from the Temple of Beauty." Sig complained.
Silver's beauty was enough to captivate even a heartless soul like Emiya. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she and Meta appeared at the Temple of Beauty.
However, Sig didn't intend to dwell on this topic any further. She even turned around and said, "Ms. Maeve, I heard that the Sunite Church has been having trouble lately, so I wanted to come and develop our friendship. But it doesn't look like you need help, so I think we should..."
"Wait a minute!" The bishop's rationality finally took over his mind. "You mean... donation?"
"Yes. A donation." Sig turned around with a grin. "A very large amount."
"So, how can you help me?"
"My friend and I have never been to Waterdeep to explore the city. We want to find some friends there, and we hope the Sunite Church can be our first friend."
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