Equipment Printing School Mage

I can't go begging in various churches now.

Silver straightened up and held out his hand to him.

Her fingers almost glowed in the moonlight.

"?" Emiya looked at Yin and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"Hold my hand," Yin replied. "You said you saw the silver web before. But each time it was fleeting. I have some theories."

"A few days ago, I also recalled some things on that barren mountain. Now, hold my hand and tell me, what did you see?"

Emiya hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand with difficulty: "...Is it really okay?"

"Hey, don't dawdle!"

Yin obviously didn't understand what he was hesitating about, so he simply stretched out his hand and put their palms together.

Once again, the world revealed its underlying vitality before Emilia—a network woven from countless silver threads.

Unlike the previous two times, he was not located at some kind of anchor point, so the silver network was so sparse that it was almost invisible.

It was also because of this that the silver in front of him appeared so dazzling and lush.

In this monotonous world surrounded by countless silver threads, Yin still maintained her original appearance, sitting quietly in front of him.

However, in front of her, silver silk threads were weaving intricate patterns like embroidery.

That's a rune.

Yin's fingers were still pressed against his, and her lips were moving: "Did you see that?"

"...I saw it." He murmured.

Every detail of the intricate pattern was flooding into his mind like a tide.

Complex, detailed, and incomprehensible.

This is the difficulty of becoming a mage.

When you are in the early stages of learning the arcane, you are almost destined to be unable to understand the specific meaning of your actions, nor how they achieve various mysterious effects.

Learning arcane magic is more like sealing what you see into black boxes, and then recording the details of the black boxes themselves.

You don’t understand, and you can’t understand how this black box accomplishes the final miracle. You just need to know that this black box can do it.

This is a rote memorization process that relies almost entirely on mental effort.

Emiya's structural senses can only help him remember things more quickly, but will not allow him to directly understand the meaning of the flow of magic power.

Unless, he saw a scene that could confirm each other.

The runes woven by the magic net are shining, and magic power is flowing through them, emitting invisible waves.

Every time the wave rushed through his mind, the rune disappeared from his consciousness.

But when he came to his senses, the rune was clearly still there and had never changed.

Just like the nameless mountain outside Baldur's Gate.

He got it.

That rune is called [Forgetfulness].

The effect caused by that high mountain is the result of the runes hidden in the mountains developing to the extreme.

When the rune is activated, the creature empowered by the rune will briefly disappear from the impression of people around it. This extremely abnormal phenomenon is enough to make all attackers stop moving out of shock, allowing the user to avoid attacks that were originally impossible to avoid.

This rune isn't suited for large-scale release. Because of this, unless a Leyline node is as massive as a mountain, it's impossible to spread its effects far enough to affect an entire city. Even if the mountain rune theoretically operates with the support of Leyline anchors, it's also out of control, unable to stop or control the affected objects. It becomes a virtual magical wonder... or rather, a natural spectacle.

If the scale of this rune is controlled, its efficiency will only increase greatly.

The Nameless Mountain can only affect an area of ​​similar size to itself. However, if this rune is engraved on a robe or armor, the covering effect can affect an area with a radius of more than ten meters.

At the same time, activating this rune consumes a lot of magic power. The magic power stored in the rune is only enough to activate it once a day, and then it cannot be used again until the next day.

Emiya subconsciously used a magic trick to write notes in the air, quickly writing down everything he saw, everything he understood, and everything he thought.

The magic power in Emiya is just enough to meet the magic power consumption required to create runes.

Next, he needed to experiment... Experiment on the items he carried with him, try to make this rune work successfully in his hands, then he could be sure that he had really learned this rune.

This was undoubtedly a very special rune, completely different from runes derived from common spells like the Dark Rune and the Shrinking Rune. He was certain that even if he searched through all the magic books he had, he would never find such a special rune.

——No, maybe he could even try to go further in reverse and refine the runes used for enchantment into spells.

Everything is based on the magic network, everything passes through the magic network, and everything is in the magic network.

This is what his teacher has said more than once, so the underlying essence of magical effects should have something in common!

Emiya wrote down everything he had just written down in mid-air, and immediately tried to get up from the bed to look for his notes. Only then did he realize that Yin was kneeling beside him, staring at the magic notes in the air with great concentration, and was also extremely absorbed in it.

Emilia's eyebrow twitched: he still remembered one thing.

The extremely mysterious and powerful Miss Silver.

She couldn't read, at least not in the common language, and she wasn't willing to temporarily solve the problem by knowing a common language.

Yin quickly realized what Emiya was thinking. She turned around with anger and said, "What's that expression on your face?! I can't understand the current common language, but I can understand the language you are writing now."

Emiya was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the sky, only then he realized that the language he used to take notes in his excitement was not the common language.

Funny enough, his teacher's native language wasn't the common language either—even funnier still, because his teacher taught him one-on-one, closed-door instruction, and only after teaching him an entire language and meticulously correcting all Earth accents did his teacher finally realize a massive blunder:

The first language his teacher taught was not the common language, but the teacher's native language.

Along the way, someone mentioned that his common language was unusual and had a heavy accent - this was not influenced by his native language on Earth, but the pronunciation habits left over from the first language he learned in the other world.

Emiya finally realized a problem belatedly.

His teacher seemed to have been avoiding an important question, and he had been too obsessed with learning magic that he had forgotten to ask an important question.

What is his teacher's native language?

However, now there may be someone who can answer this question.

"what language is this?"

"Celestial, huh? It's a relatively unpopular language among mages. I was surprised that you subconsciously wrote in Celestial when you were excited." Yin tilted his head and hesitated for a moment. "You must be human, right?"

Emiya was silent for a long time, then changed the subject. "Actually, I have a notebook in my collection that teaches you how to use Common Language based on Celestial Language. Perhaps it could be of use to you?"

"Huh?" Yin was stunned for a moment, "There are books like this?"

Naturally, this book was an emergency remedy made by his teacher when he discovered that he had done something very stupid.

He struggled to his feet and looked around.

His own luggage was in a corner of the room.

Naturally, the dimensional hole is also there.

The material base he would need for the next enchantment, as well as the language teaching materials that Yin might need, were all in it.

This night was longer than he had expected.

However, it was very difficult for him to move now, but Yin jumped off the bed with ease and opened the dimensional hole.

"Hey!" Emiya called out symbolically, and finally pointed at the dimensional hole and said, "It's the one at the bottom of the pile of books, the ordinary notebook with no name. By the way, can you help me get my spare sword? I want to experiment with enchantment."

"No problem, no problem..." Yin answered while casting levitation spell on the piles of books one by one. It took her a long time to finally successfully turn out the target she was looking for.

However, after she turned a few pages, her eyebrows were so wrinkled that they almost fell under her nose.

Yin was torn between his conscience and his desires for a while. He took a deep breath and turned over his so-called language learning notes: "I can't understand this note. Is it really written in the Celestial Language? I know every word, but why can't I recognize it when they are put together?"

So-called notes are naturally things that no one can understand except the writer.

Emiya held her forehead and sighed. "Then I'll teach you slowly according to the notes. Are you willing to listen? But I'm afraid I can't do that tonight."

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The night is already very deep.

The former Church of Luck is now completely deserted, with all elements representing it carefully removed. It is now a completely empty building. Even the massive statue of the goddess was recently transported to the Pantheon in Baldur's Gate.

Outside the temple, there are notices posted everywhere, informing all visitors of the latest developments in the Lucky Temple.

The investor who had just purchased this place not long ago chose to push open the empty temple at this moment in the dead of night and stayed alone in the empty hall of the former Lucky Church.

Even though time passed by minute by minute, he did not show any impatience.

Not until the moon sank below the level of Sword Bay and the last rays of light in the sky quietly faded away did a vague and rather majestic voice sound behind him slowly: "Raphael."

Raphael, who had been waiting for a long time, turned around respectfully and bowed with a smile to the crimson shadow that had appeared behind him. "Father. Please allow me to report to you on the progress of Baldur's Gate."

"Flaming Fist unexpectedly found reinforcements. A group of unidentified adventurers helped Carcorros survive the first day. But don't worry."

"As long as these adventurers fail to show up the next day, the enraged Karkoros will naturally cause a commotion in the High Hall. By then, the first phase of the Baldur's Gate plan will be like ripe fruit, and it will only be a matter of time before it falls to the ground."

However, to his surprise, Raphael's father didn't seem to listen to his report at all. Instead, he delivered another piece of news: "The plan has changed. The Baldur's Gate project must be shelved. From now on, you will only be responsible for one thing - find out the details of that team of adventurers and eliminate them."

"......?" Raphael opened his eyes wide in astonishment, "Why? Shouldn't that team of adventurers have died in..."

He was silent for a moment, then came up with the impossible answer: "As far as I know, you sent three people with the power of the past."

"Yes. The three Whispers Behind have returned to the Nine Hells—unfortunately, only their souls have returned," the unknown archdevil replied. "Baldur's Gate is dispensable, but a group of rapidly developing young adventurers is far too dangerous. Your mission has therefore been modified."

"Mobilize all your resources to strangle the original target and this group of adventurers—the original long-term allies can be sacrificed, and resources needed in other directions must be mobilized here. In short, I only want results. Of course, the better you do it, the more rewards you will receive."

Raphael lowered his head and asked, "Father, I want to know about the original plan for Baldur's Gate?"

"I do not expect you to be able to seize control of Baldur's Gate after all this," the Archdemon replied.

"I hope this doesn't mean the Baldur's Gate project I oversaw has failed." Raphael's focus was elsewhere. "The failure of Behind-the-Scenes has nothing to do with me. They merely informed me before taking action... so their failure obviously has nothing to do with me either."

The big devil did not answer this question, but just said: "Everything depends on the result."

Raphael smiled and replied, "—I understand, father."

As long as things are done beautifully, problems may not be problems.

If things go wrong, it's not his problem, but his responsibility.

"I repeat, do your best—but there's one thing: you can't start promoting these young men as the Death Accusers. This title is used to signal the final strangulation of the most dangerous up-and-coming team, and it can't be used so early in Baldur's Gate. Furthermore, you can't bring up the name of the Gods-Not-Gods Council—it's one thing for those hypocrites to realize our existence and another for us to publicly declare it ourselves."

Raphael raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Every devil says he will do his best when giving orders, but who is willing to use his trump card so easily?

"What about the Son of Bhaal?"

Only this time, the big devil fell into a long silence.

The red shadow dissipated, leaving behind only the final sigh of a Devil Duke: "That paladin is still too formidable. If he doesn't reveal his flaws, then we should abandon our plan to besiege him."

Although the great devil had disappeared, Raphael still bowed respectfully: "I understand, Lord Mephistopheles."

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【I disagree. 】

In his room, Imoen gave his answer in a crisp and clear text message.

[I will come no matter what.] Apodel Adrian said, [I can still wear armor, and I can't let young people be my shield.]

"Are you crazy?" Imoen, clad in his robes, circled endlessly beneath the dark sky. "Someone's watching you here. Perhaps this ambush is part of their plan! Forcing your way into the city, and even putting aside the blackmail you're facing from the Silver Shield Family, isn't that essentially walking into a trap?"

"So what?" the Son of Baal replied. "At least the enemy won't have the energy to attack these young men anymore."

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"Good! Dawn has finally arrived!"

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight fell into Yin's eyes. She immediately became energetic and opened her eyes impatiently.

Dawn has a specific meaning in the magical world.

That's when countless magical items finish charging, and countless people end their rest and wake up from their sleep. Priests will begin praying, and mages will open their spellbooks and begin preparing.

For silver, the first item is naturally the most important.

She stood up excitedly and pushed the people around her: "Wake up! It's time to test your latest creation!"

The person next to her was naturally Emilia.

He closed his eyes and murmured, "I woke up a long time ago. I just didn't expect you to come back to your room. Instead, you slept in my bed all night as a matter of course. I still can't believe this reality."