Equipment Printing School Mage

There was no sound of fighting outside the door, only the old pastor and an adult woman talking. Their voices could even be described as peaceful.

Unfortunately, it can be called alienation.

Hollow Corner is a secluded village, and its residents are all bear people, so it is almost impossible for ordinary guests to visit.

Before this, Emiya had briefly gained a strange vision, and now thinking back, that vision was actually very similar to detection magic. However, the scope of application of this spell was not wide, so he had never used it since leaving the Mage Tower.

However, detection magic couldn't allow him to see beyond dozens of kilometers. Furthermore, when he used detection magic in the mage tower, he was greeted by an overwhelming magical glow. In contrast, the light in this forest was so sparse that he didn't even react immediately.

But what is certain is that at that time, there must have been a spellcaster approaching here.

So before he rested, he still set the alarm - but he didn't expect the visitor to come so quickly. Now the sun had not yet risen to the middle of the sky, and he had slept for a few hours at most.

If the map provided by the Harper is accurate, the diameter of this forest is more than 200 kilometers... Even if the visitor starts from the center of the forest, it will still be more than 100 kilometers away.

Some method was likely used. However, whatever it was, it wasn't a low-level spell. This also meant that no matter how friendly this visitor was, his magic power was definitely greater than everyone present.

Normally, after confirming that there was no conflict, Emiya would have fallen asleep. Unfortunately, that was not the case now.

There was a high possibility that the Druids and the Hollowhorn would have a quarrel over this church. Although he had anticipated this outcome, he still couldn't shamelessly distance himself from it.

Unfortunately, a few hours of sleep can only eliminate physical fatigue, but the brain does not get enough rest.

Emilia shook her head and turned around, trying to find her travel companion.

But Mars had already woken up, and was now standing silently by the side, holding the giant sword - obviously, Mars was more alert than the magic alarm.

Emiya glanced at the armor on the ground: "Aren't you wearing armor?"

"You're asking even though you know it. To a druid, metal is just a grill."

Mars stood up and said, "You can continue sleeping if you want."

"You're asking even though you already know the answer." Emilia rubbed her eyes quickly to dispel the sleepiness and answered.

In such situations, Emilia never puts the blame on others.

Side by side, they walked out of the shadow of the church, letting the morning light shine on their faces.

"Good day, Lord Eswhite. Thank you for taking me in," Emilia said. "Are you a druid from the nearby forest?"

At this time, Emilia finally had time to look at the visitor.

She was a female druid who looked quite young - but a druid's appearance was always very deceptive, and using this to judge age would only lead to being fooled.

Her face is not painted with plant pigments, leaving her features exposed.

The antlers used for the crown were probably quite old, but the vines and leaves on the body still had a lingering plant scent, making it look like the garment had been made recently. On her wrist was a bracelet woven with mistletoe—a druid's most common magical tool.

She carried no weapon, but that single strand of mistletoe was enough to bring death.

The female druid looked at their faces and suddenly burst out laughing. "I was wondering when the bear man became so gentle and polite when speaking. He actually lowered his voice so low to a stranger. It turns out there are guests in the church."

She looked at it and shook her head. "Those dark circles are too heavy. Last night was a full moon night. You guys were tortured by the bear man all night and only went to bed in the early morning, right?"

She placed a fist on her chest and whispered to the two men, "It is not the business of a druid to disturb the rest of living beings. It seems I have come at a bad time. I am deeply sorry to bother you again tonight."

She didn't seem to have any intention of having further conversation with the two of them. She just glanced at Mars and Emilia and prepared to turn and leave.

However, just as she was spinning her waist, she suddenly stopped, stared at Mars and said, "Sir, your new church is amazing."

Mars wanted to deny it almost reflexively, but he paused and assessed the building, saying, "The most commendable thing about this church is its use of materials. The overall quality can only be described as average."

If he flatly denied it, then Emilia's ability would be exposed. But he couldn't admit it directly - a paladin couldn't lie without words.

"Heh." The druid chuckled, then her gaze shifted to Emiya's face, a playful smile slowly appearing on her face. "That's a rather blunt assessment."

"My name is Fenwei."

This time she really turned around, letting the leaf skirt around her waist draw a green arc in the air. "Anyway, let's meet again tonight."

"Don't try to track me down. Not every druid in the circle is as friendly as I am."

Sixteen Targets Desperate Situation

The druid leaped into the trees, and her graceful figure disappeared under the cover of branches and leaves.

The so-called "don't track" is more of a courtesy - tracking the teleportation location is an extremely difficult spell, not something a young wizard like Emiya can do.

Eswhite stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Emiya's eyes: "Hey, come back to your senses, you dare to fight against the druid? You will be chewing leaves for the rest of your life."

Emiya dodged the bear man's big hand and murmured, "I was just thinking..."

"Is she still in the pregnancy stage? Judging by her appearance, she is."

Emilia was almost choked to death by these words.

People in Faerun's minds jump like this all the time—see hands, then arms; see faces, then breasts; see waists, then hips. See people, then think directly of beds—even if there's no bed.

To humans, the other person's gender and race are completely unimportant.

What’s even worse than the above is that the person standing opposite you may be thinking the same thing.

"I was just wondering if she used Wood Release or Tree Leap!" Emilia protested. "If you want to go to the druid's lair, you have to estimate the opponent's strength!"

"Strange, are you really from Feren?"

If one day, the identity of the Earthlings is finally revealed, he hopes it is because of more serious reasons.

Emiya's facial muscles twitched slightly, and she angrily retorted, "Mr. Eswhite, I'm afraid you're the one who's imagining things, aren't you?"

"Me? Are you kidding!" The bear priest snorted coldly, "Where's the feminine charm in that woman? Her arms aren't thick enough! Her thighs aren't strong! Her thin waist will break if hit, and her breasts don't have enough exercise! I feel uncomfortable even looking at her for one more moment. I wish I could stuff thirty pounds of meat into her mouth!"

By normal human standards, the druid was already quite muscular—but bearmen were a race that could wrestle with ogres, so naturally they looked down upon the muscularity of ordinary humans.

Looking back now, it seems that the strength of bearmen is the same for both sexes. In other words, there may not be a significant difference in size.

Emiya was silent for a moment, took a step back, looked at Eswhite, and quickly used her imagination to try to replace the male body with female characteristics.

Then, he was hit on the head by his own imagination, and he couldn't help but lean back - a woman strong enough to participate in a strongman challenge... this was still a bit too much for his common sense.

Being sensitive to structure is a double-edged sword.

Mars sighed: "Mr. Eswhite, we said we brought the news - and now, we should have proved our reliability."

The relaxed atmosphere immediately vanished. Eswhite raised his hand, signaling silence. He glanced around and gestured for the two men to enter the church.

"boom!"

This church has never closed its doors since its construction, and today is the only exception.

Eswhite silently put on the bolt and put his hand in the gutter. The quiet moonlight suddenly boiled up as if it had received an order. They rose to the ceiling of the church and blocked the only skylight facing the outside of the church.

Thus, in this church, only the moonlight of Selune was still shining brightly.

After finishing all this work, Eswhite said unhappily, "I used to think living in the forest was fine. But now, with the druids here, I feel like there are eyes and ears everywhere, making me feel uncomfortable."

The old priest walked to a corner of the church to check on the prisoner's condition, then punched him again, leaving him unconscious for a while longer. Then he said, "Now, let's talk frankly. The druid named Fenwei is quite friendly, but you two have no intention of relaxing..."

Eswhite snorted coldly, "I'll still help you. But you have to tell me what you're hiding first. As long as it's not something you absolutely can't tell, you have to let me know."

"This may be your sanctuary, but I'm not the kind of person who asks for nothing in return—I demand equal trust."

Emiya and Mars looked at each other and nodded.

Emiya took a deep breath and said, "First of all, I have to admit that visiting the Hollow Corner was just a side trip—actually, I came here for the druids."

"Ha, I knew it. A small village like ours, with only about a hundred people in total, might as well attract brothers from the same clan, but there's no need for the harpist to make a special trip."

"Oh." Emilia shrugged. "Then the second piece of news is probably absolutely bad news, and it's closely related to you—we have solid evidence."

"There are shadow druids in the Sharptooth Forest's circle," Emiya added ruthlessly, watching Eswhite's bear eyes widen. "And they hold a very high position."

"Unfortunately, if we can't defeat the Shadow Druids in the Circle this time, I suggest that Hollowhorn relocate immediately. Once the Shadow Druids gain control of the Circle, they will immediately attempt to destroy this village."

Eswhite's mouth widened, and he couldn't help but roar, "Are you fucking serious?! A guild that was only established a few days ago already has Shadow Druids?! This is unbelievable!"

"Unfortunately, among all the information we brought, this one is the only one that is most accurate," Emiya said calmly. "The Friendly Arms were attacked by Shadow Druids just a few days ago. We were both struck directly by the Lightning Summoning spell, fought a life-and-death battle with the Shadow Druids, and witnessed firsthand the interrogation of the dead."

Mars pointed solemnly toward the sky. "I swear in the name of my Lord Mystra: Through interrogation, we've confirmed that there are Shadow Druids lurking in the Sharptooth Forest. Even more unfortunately, during that great battle, the most powerful and oldest Archdruid left early for some reason and may be in the Sharptooth Forest right now."

Eswhite thought for a moment, disbelief slowly rising on his face. He began to circle around the two men, "—Wait a minute. This matter is so dangerous, and yet you two have no intention of leaving... Do you really intend to rely on just two people to wreak havoc in the sacred druid forest?"

"In the most ideal scenario, we hope to gain support from other druids. So theoretically, what we need to do is gain the trust of the other druids before being discovered by the Archdruid. We must be the first to reveal our identity as Shadow Druids to the other guilds."

Emiya recalled for a moment and shook her head. "That old druid's name is Korhal. He's definitely no weaker than the recently visited Fenwe. Have you heard of him?"

"Tsk, a name that you harpists haven't even heard of, so how could an old country boy like me have heard of it?"

For the first time, Eswhite became genuinely anxious. "What the hell? What's so special about Sharptooth Forest? High-level druids are arriving in droves, and it's a Shadow Druid territory! Anyway, one more thing: do the druids know you two?"

Emiya recalled the battle with the Shadow Druid, her face darkening. "The Druid has never seen Mars's appearance, but unfortunately, the Shadow Druid has seen me. I'm afraid I have to disguise myself and pray that I can escape the eyes of the Archdruid."

"...Humph. Now that things have come to this, it seems I have no choice." Eswhite looked unhappy and was about to spit on the ground, but after considering the location, he forced himself to hold it back. "I don't intend to sit and wait for death. Even if I die on the spot by lightning, it's better than being buried in a sea of ​​fire in my sleep."

And more importantly.

Emilia glanced outside the door.

Even if Emiya knew the direction of the Holy Forest, they couldn't just head straight for it. They had to have an excuse.

...Fenwei.

The female druid who will visit again will be their only chance.

17 Emergency Relocation

"Old Eswhite! We're back————!"

Although the morning in the Corner of the Hollow was unusually quiet, there was no one else except the priest who stayed in the village.

But as dusk approached, this situation was gone forever - more and more laughter and joy were gradually approaching the lonely church.

They appeared to be a family of three—and judging by the parents' exaggerated, tree-like builds, they were clearly all bears. The chestnut-haired girl bounding along in front was clearly no more than six years old. Fortunately, girls of that age don't seem to experience rapid growth, so outwardly, she still looked like an ordinary little girl.

The girl had a lark perched on her shoulder and wore a wreath of unopened flower buds and grass stems on her head. She was running towards the church with joy.

However, as soon as they walked out of the bushes, they froze in shock.

The simple yet familiar church had vanished, and in its place stood an imposing stone church. The doors were wide open, and shouts and curses could be heard from within.

And in this rather ominous atmosphere, a red-haired young man was sitting silently leaning against the wall.

He had two parchment books spread out on his knees, a quill in his hand, and was ignoring the noise behind him as he wrote furiously on a book in front of him.

This bizarre scene was so unexpected that the family didn't know how to react for a moment, and they watched helplessly as the young man finished writing the last stroke.

Naturally, the only person who would copy spell books in this place is a wizard.

Emilia closed her spellbook, looked at the visitors, and then glanced at the lark on the girl's head seemingly casually.

The young man first stretched out his palm and said, "Stop, you don't have to say anything. I've heard the same thing many times."

Then he shouted into the wide-open church, "Mr. Eswhite, more villagers are back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the noise in the church died down for a moment. The old priest raised his voice and shouted, "Quiet down, all of you! The mead isn't just for you! Some people haven't come back yet!"

With that, Eswhite rushed out of the church. The bear priest glanced at the family of three in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God—Okay, Ulvet, Yingluck, no time to explain. Hurry and take Natasha home to pack your bags. We're getting ready to leave!"

"what?!"

This thunderous statement left the bearmen stunned for a long time, and even the lark above Natasha's head seemed to be shocked.

The bear-man named Ulvette didn't even bother to pay attention to Emilia's appearance and shouted, "What happened? Why are you leaving so suddenly?"

He was halfway through his words when he immediately connected the abnormality in front of him with Emiya, and his fist as big as a vinegar jar instantly appeared in front of Emiya.

He grabbed Emilia's cloak, and the bear roared deafeningly. "Hey! Outsider, did you do this?"

Emiya sighed and shook her head. "I just brought some bad news. And just now, the bad news was confirmed. That's all."

The bear-man had no intention of letting go. Instead, he leaned closer, his eyes widening. "What news?"

"Let go!" Eswhite rudely slapped Ulvett's hand away, "He's a guest!"

Ulvette withdrew his hand somewhat embarrassedly, but then he shouted, "So what happened?"

"Haven't you heard?" The old priest sighed. "It's simple. Druids have arrived in the Sharptooth Forest. We might have to move."

"We met Prichi on the way." Yingluck glanced at her daughter worriedly. "He said the druids were friendly?"

"That idiot! He thinks druids are easy to get along with? Listen to his nonsense!"

As the old pastor was speaking, he simply pointed at the bear-man's nose and shouted, "Ulvette! Think about when you were fifteen or sixteen! You were pulling up trees for fun at night, holding a trunk and smashing it everywhere, and you smashed a hole in the church. As a result, I spent half a decade repairing the church! Don't tell me you forgot!"