Chapter 19

Chapter 19. Spirits and Spirits.

All man's misfortunes are due to the fact that he does not want to sit quietly at home - where he is supposed to.

Perfumer. The story of a killer.

Meanwhile in Era. Elsa Scarlett.

Elsa sipped the juice thoughtfully. Something was wrong here, the second week was running out, and there was no news of Sephiroth, and no, yes, she noticed that a guy can disappear in the library for days, but not two weeks? The girl knew for sure - there was no dining room in the room. There is no room with amenities, which means that the magician does not have the opportunity to replenish food, although, knowing the thriftiness of this type, the girl would not be surprised to learn that he has a camping house in his pocket. The girl's reflections were interrupted by a strange smell that penetrated the hall of the hotel where the fakes were staying, something this smell reminded her of, but what?

-Elsa, have you come to support your beloved Nanocha at the conference? I knew, I knew that my feelings were mutual! - something terrible, a meter tall, attacked the girl and immediately tried to grab her, thanks to the armor, the attacker did not succeed. 'Oh no, not him!' - the girl frantically fought back, cursing this hotel, this city and one particular perfumer, who was now trying to kiss those places of her, as far as he could reach, and if you consider that he was the girl exactly to the waist ...

-Iii, don't come near! - as in her hands was a spear, the warrior did not have time to understand.

- Mr. Nannight, is that your girlfriend? - three corpses of sugary appearance materialized nearby, out of the corner of her ear Elsa heard Lucy's voice something about the first place in the 'Wizard', but this occupied her the least now, you need to make sure that this, this ... in general, THIS was as possible further away from her.

-What, it turns out, Elsa has tastes, - Lucy giggled into her fist, Elsa mentally promised herself to take revenge. But, if this is a conference and Nanoch appeared here, it means, maybe ...

-Elzochka, Lyusechka, oh and Mirochka are here, - a fat man in a pink dress rushed to Mira, looking around in search of a way out. We urgently need to do something before it's too late, but what? Elsa's reflections were interrupted by the sweet voice of 'Lyusechka', who apparently came to the same conclusions.

-Oh, Master Bob, hello, and Sephiroth was looking for you ... - the head of the 'Pegasus' changed in his face.

-Uh, is he with you?

-Yes, now in the library, but he can come back any minute, maybe you can wait for him with us? - immediately joined the game of the World.

-Oh, you know, girls, I just remembered that we need to prepare for the conference, see you again, bye-bye, - accompanied by smiles and quiet laughter of fairies, Bob hastened to leave.

-Fuh, it seems, they fought back, - Elsa removed the spear only after making sure that the Pegasus left the hall in full force (Ichiya was clearly against, but the latter was simply taken under his arm and taken away, like luggage), - but it was close, - the girl she shivered, recalling the oily look of the perfumer and the persistence of his 'entourage', on this side, the life principles of a silver-haired magician are not so terrible, especially if you look at the alternative ...

"Yeah, I don't want to stay in the Era anymore, and Sephiroth will not go anywhere from us," Mira expressed her opinion.

"And we still don't have a plan of action, but ... I liked how his name alone makes such a formidable magician as Master Bob in awe," Lucy thoughtfully tapped her finger on her lips.

- Yes, it was fun, - Mira smiled, - but that does not mean that he will escape punishment! - for a split second, the famous 'Demoness' stood behind the image of a cute girl.

-Maybe it is worth asking the Master's advice? More precisely, I have one idea, but I can't do without his help, - Lucy tried to keep up with her friend in the area of ​​terrible facial expressions, - listen ...

A couple of minutes later.

"Cruel ... but I deserve it," Elsa said after some thought, "the main thing is that he doesn't kill them all there.

- I shouldn't ... - Lucy said somehow uncertainly, - if everyone agrees, then let's go home?

Having decided on the first stages of the plan, the girls got ready to go to Magnolia. No one paid attention to the inconspicuous blue-haired sorceress. Sitting quietly in the corner ...

Meanwhile. Sephiroth.

Hmmm, a woman in anger is sad, two women in anger are very sad, two women - S rank sorceresses in anger - this is no longer sad. This is a complete shit!

Mom and daughter talked about a lot, about what is, about what will be ... and about what happened. And what was Ultear's surprise when she found out that her mother did not leave her, but considered her dead, and thank you for this you need to say to the kind uncle Hades, well, and when Ur found out what Hades said about her ... in general, I would in the place of the peasant I already ordered wreaths for myself, the coffin there is more decent ... But my problems did not end there, but only began. And so, this annoyed sorceress asks her beloved daughter, how is her personal life, and that, a scoundrel, and hand me over with all the giblets, and so carelessly, lightly and indifferently, although, she handed me over, in fact, at the stage of greeting , but nonetheless. At first Ur was seemingly happy, but it was not part of my plans to produce misunderstandings, and therefore I hastened to explain to the old school magician what a friendly-love relationship is based on common benefit ...

Yes, Ultear is pretty to me, but nothing more. To give each other pleasure and spend the night in a pleasant company is one thing, but to arrange a 'Happy family life' with an official marriage, a joint choice of curtains in the living room and similar details, up to breaking dishes during the 'serious' conversations 'of two loving hearts', in my plans for the next hundred years is not included at all. Plus, my understanding of love and attitude towards it are somewhat different from the generally accepted ones, and I'm not going to change it for the sake of anyone else ...

In general, Ultear had to urgently save me from a second attempt at turning into a collectible butterfly, telling my mother that she herself adheres to similar views (although the thoughtful glances thrown at me were alarming). Ur, of course, was not thrilled, but she recognized her daughter's right to privacy, complaining only that upbringing is now to hell, here in her time ... hmm, but she's the same age as Bob, maybe even younger, so that I don't see much difference, but no, I probably won't say that - I don't want to arrange a second round, and it's bad form to tell a woman about her age.

Having calmed down a little, we began to think about an old Russian question. With the one who was to blame, everything was already clear, it remained to find out, and what, in fact, to do? It was undesirable to announce the miraculous resurrection of Ur - thinking people can understand that in a bundle of cryomancer-zhivyuk you can first send absolutely any individual who looks askance at you to the next world, and then return the cryomancer back and go to the next one looking askance. This is on the one hand. On the other hand, sooner or later, but the people will think about where some unknown cryomancer of high power, and most importantly, knowledge appeared, suspiciously similar to one not unknown sorceress who swaddled Deliora, then it turns out that a certain Sephiroth flashed next to him, behind which there were already strange enough, and even the Magic of Life is listed. Some paranoid (like the same Hades, as an option) can make a very interesting picture, for example, about a certain magician who knows how to resurrect, eats Zeref's demons and constantly spins alongside the 'officers' of one of the strongest guilds in the kingdom, and judging by the fact that she constantly does not say something and hides her strength, she is clearly preparing for something ... In general, Ultear, who had been spinning in the highest echelons of magical power for a long time, with great pleasure and in detail wrote to her mother where the game of conspirators could lead where not necessary. The prospects did not look very good, taking into account the future nerves of the Council, they would declare me the second Zeref, or even the first, and incite everyone they could, and then they would figure it out. What is not good.

No matter how much I would like not to spread about my innocent hobby for the magic of Life, but there are other options, except to directly declare that Ur was not among the living again (the option to keep her in the basement or change her appearance was rejected - all strong magicians are more focused on magic trail, and he, alas, is unique, in fact, because the idea of ​​changing the appearance or representation of the girl as her own daughter / niece / sister and was rejected - would have been revealed too quickly), however, I would not want to lose such an agent from Hades as Ultear , but the girl assured that for some time she would be able to lead even him by the nose, since he believes that she hates her mother:

-Are you sure? - It was a rather narrow moment of the plan, and although Ultear is a wonderful actress, Hades is far from being a fool.

-Sure. You can even act out a couple of scenes where mom tries to explain everything to me, but I don't want to listen. After this, no one will dig in at all.

-Hmm ... Reasonable ...

-And my opinion interests you? - Ur asked grumpily. - Maybe I don't want to publicly quarrel with my daughter?

-It will be just a performance, and will you really not be pleased to deceive Aida?

-That's right, Mom, to twist this bastard around your finger is worth shouting and curling a little on stage.

-Who did my daughter grow up to? - The cryomancer sighed sadly, but it was clear that she already agreed ...

Why didn't Ur want to sit in the basement or stash somewhere? There were two reasons, though, the first. I think it was the main one - Ur wants to be closer to his former (hmm, or not a former?) Student, and the protection of the guild is not an empty phrase, but if so, it makes sense to introduce her to the guild (this is not counting that Makarych will beat me to death if I just bring a pretty girl to us, having previously disappeared for about two weeks, this is against the background of a showdown with fakes ... oh-she). At the same time, with such a maneuver, we will provide Ur some protection and support (which is the second reason) - it is quite difficult for loners here, and there are only three ways for lone S-oviks: the guild is light, the guild is dark or work for the Council, only the latter does not give almost any protection and guarantees, and all discoveries are strictly controlled, in general, the option is not the best, so only the guild remains, so why not 'Tail'? Yes, and my hamster instinct hinted that 'everyone in the house!', Hmm, it seems that fairies are already closely associated with my family ... but okay, it's fun with them.

And so, the next morning, I cheerfully, together with Ur, under the arm, move forward to the building of the Tail (although at first I had to cheerfully run to the clothing store, not in a dressing gown ... although ... no, then the girls for sure will not be appreciated, and so - a shapeless cloak from Simba and let her choose what she needs). Having passed the labyrinth of construction materials, collecting a tail of curious personalities in one piece, ala - Fey Tailed Fior ordinary, we went to the feeding point. Wooden tables and benches in the fresh air, a bar counter under a small canopy, and an impromptu order board, how can we go without it?

-Welcome to Fairy Tail! Hello. - deathly silence was established at the tables, but now, the obsession subsided and whispers were heard.

-Fifth ... he can't live.

-I did not have time to quarrel with the princesses, but already found a new one ...

- Men don't do that!

-Hmm, and she's nothing, Gray ... hey, Gray! Hmm, what's wrong with him? - I turned to the source of the sound, h-yes, that's what they call, hung - an empty look, there is not a single sign of active consciousness on my face and the beer from the mug is slowly flowing down my chin onto my chest ... I went into myself, I won't be back soon. And, well, yes, apparently, Ur did not change her tastes and is now dressed exactly as Gray remembered her during her apprenticeship ...

Meanwhile, we got to the counter where a very displeased master was sitting, grimly sipping a beer.

-What have you come with, Sephiroth?

-Yes, he brought a sorceress who wants to join us, - I began modestly, but still was awarded a heavy look.

-Hmm ... and what's your name? - Makarov turned to Ur and instead of a gloomy master, a kind and funny old man appeared to us with an aura of positiveness. The girl waited for Dreyar to take a sip and answered.

-Ur Milkovich, I'm glad to meet you, Master, - hmm, it's good that I left in time, with such a stream I could have knocked down, it seems, I'm starting to get into the habit of drowning Makarych in beer. No matter how he develops a reflex at my approach, it will be a shame if so much valuable drink goes down the drain.

-Khe? - what facial expressions, but the question is clear.

- No, not a joke, - there, Gray, it seems, also recognized - I nod at the ice magician who is still in a stupor.

-Kha? - so, it's more complicated, but also understandable.

- Didn't you say that there are no borders? - Poor, poor old man, it seems he felt bad.

-Um ... ugh, do you want my death? - The master was confused.

-Sorry, old man, but now it won't help you either, hehe, - and make a look kind-kind. I feel like Ur barely restrains himself so as not to giggle frankly, but a smile still breaks out on his face.

-So, both of you, live after me, - now the Master was serious, we did not resist and obediently followed after the magician who had jumped from the rack.

A little later, in the basement of the Guild Master's acting office.

-And now tell me from the very beginning, - Makarov sternly looked at me.

-Okay, the traditional insertion that in the beginning there was nothing, we will miss ... - and I began to talk about my experiments in the magic of Life, (by the way, never going beyond the laws. Chimeras did not create, did not animate inanimate), the story of the sarcophagus of Ur and reflections on the fact that since the soul remained in the world, then you can create a body and tie them together. During the story, Ur looked at me in a strange way, as if she were comparing what she was hearing now with some of her own conclusions, although it is possible that when Ultear asked to leave them 'secret' (just when talking about her personal life), it could could it be that they spoke not only to the guys? It's easy, however, I don't think the girl will spread about this.

- I won't ask who you trained to work with souls, I hope only everything was ... legal?

-More than, Master, I used the standard method, I think Bickslow, at one time, started the same - and again Ur's strange look ... but this time I caught something like admiration ... hmm, I think misunderstood again ...

-It's clear, well, I have only one question left - and now instead of a formidable God-equal magician, we have again a funny old man, and after all, Makarych does not play, he really behaves this way and enjoys, and judging by his sly look, now there will be some what a joke - where do you put the seal of the guild? - and the eyes run and run.

But Ur did not have time to answer - Gray flew into the basement, simply not giving a damn about the fact that Makarych actually put a barrier here. Alas, it seems that they forgot to warn our frostbitten about this, so he took it down. Hmm, the Master had such a sad look at that moment, I think I heard his quiet 'I want to go on vacation'.

- Small, what are you ... - the sorceress did not have time to finish, she was simply squeezed with such force that a stifled 'oh' was heard, and her face began to blush rapidly. Hmm, or is it just the body's reaction to being hugged by a half-naked guy? But they are now the same age ... biologically.

Gray looked at me, in this look you could read a lot, but damn it, the impression was that if I order him to jump off the bridge now, he would just ask `` from which one? '' ... I don't like such looks, okay, I think if you leave them alone, they will have something to talk about. Apparently, Makarych adhered to my point of view, so he just left a seal on the table, nodding at it to Gray and headed towards the exit from the basement. I followed him.

-Eh, and you made porridge ... I'm too old for all this, what will you do next?

-I think they won't just leave this to prepare for the next hearing of the Council, and then ... I would like to have a rest somewhere. I think I will have a couple of days, so it is better for me to return to Eru now - and you, officially inform the Council, otherwise they will begin to solder us concealment and complicity in illegal magic, but until they figure it out ... - I waved my hand.

- Eh, spaniard, no peace with you, - 'sadly' sighed Makarov, - go too, I'll take care of everything ... - eh, the world's grandfather after all.

The next day. Sephiroth. Train to Eru.

The train was slowly moving towards its destination, and I was struggling with a headache and a slight attack of seasickness - the problem with transport, although not much, still pressed on my brain, I had to concentrate my attention on something and try to cut off unnecessary sensations .. . hmm, why not, good, I have long wanted to do this. Taking out a sheet of thick white paper from a spatial pocket, I covered it with Simba and began to play with color on the sly, thus creating a picture in such a simple way. Which one? Heh, I already mentioned that as a child, Elsa and Mira were the embodiment of kawaii, albeit somewhat ... aggressive? So I tried to recreate their image on paper, which, I must admit, was not particularly difficult - I had already seen their childish image, and controlling a symbiont in such a trifle is no more difficult than just breathing for an ordinary person.

-Hmm, beautiful, and who is it? - Ur, like every woman was curiosity. The sorceress went with me for several reasons, firstly, she still wanted to see her daughter 'live', and not through a magic crystal, and secondly, it is better to stage the performance as soon as possible, so that someone does not start thinking that all this may not be casual. I wonder how she was able to fight off Gray, the guy did not leave his beloved teacher a step ... (Meanwhile, the aforementioned Gray tried to get out of the ice block and announced the surroundings with melancholy screams from the series 'Teacher, what for?')

- These are children's versions of Elsa and Mirazhana, they are often in the guild, but this time we were unlucky - the girls had disappeared somewhere, and the Master did not admit it - he just smirks suspiciously, - I sighed heavily, - hmmm.

-Judging by your face, you have problems with them, - Ur frowned a little, looking at the picture, it seems that she understood who I preferred her daughter.

-Problems are not quite the right word, let's just say, we have different views on the concept of 'right relationship' ... however, it doesn't matter, '' I hinted at the undesirability of continuing this topic, the ice sorceress chuckled, but changed the topic, asking something what details of the magic of Life. And so we went. Discussing various magic schools, their advantages and disadvantages, Ur tried a couple of times to start a conversation about Zeref and his abilities, life and death, while glancing at me so much that I simply could not resist.

-Zeref, - slightly rolled his eyes and smiled dreamily, as if 'remembering' something distant and causing nostalgia, - yes, indeed, a Magician with a capital letter, so many studies, projects, works.

- But he is considered the most sinister magician in the last thousand years! - damn, and tempts to say from the series, what are you, why flatter me so, but no, it's much more fun to watch the work of thought and conclusions of the sorceress, now I'm sure - Ultear shared her thoughts with her mother.

-Well, 'sinister' is not necessarily evil, this term only reflects the attitude of strangers towards him, who did not even know about him except rumors, which, as you understand, cannot be considered reliable sources of information. You know, there are a lot of fairy tales about magicians. Even inside the guild, - I added, remembering with a smile the 'terrible and terrible' Elsa. And if you listen to a couple of stories about Gray, you can learn a lot of interesting things, hehe, - as for Zeref, - I continued, - the events that led to such fame have long been erased from the pages of history, now everything that is known about this magician is drawn from old legends.

- But don't all these artifacts and demons prove that he was very dangerous?

-Dangerous? Yes, but many magicians can be called dangerous, you, me ... if you think about it, then any wizard, starting with A rank is a force capable of destroying a city, or even not one, but hanging all the dogs on Zeref is stupid, nobody doesn't know the reason why he created all these monsters and cursed entire cities. If out of boredom is one thing, but if protecting yourself or your loved ones? Now, anyway, no one can say for sure - playing with intonations and emotions in the voice, adding a little melancholy and regret, hmm, damn, how funny it is, Ur has such a sweet face now.

- Are you protecting him? the sorceress raised an eyebrow.

-No, I just look at this conflict from a neutral position. In the end, the world obeys certain laws, for example, 'winners write history', since people learned that paper will endure everything, you can fully believe only information about those events in which you personally participated, and even then it is not a fact that everything is exactly as you saw and was - there is always another side and the possibility of a performance, isn't there? - a little smile, hinting at a future staging of a quarrel between Ur and his daughter - this is if you do not take into account the likelihood that Zeref was attributed to many other people's sins, creating such a scarecrow for the people, - a slight smile, - well, or he was actually a terrible monster and we are not we also know half of those monstrous crimes that he committed in his time.

-Hmm, I never thought about it that way ... damn it, you just confused me!

-Oh, it seems, we are approaching, finally, - I put an end to the conversation, and indeed - Era was already visible outside the window.

Upon arrival, they already met us, hmm, they respect us, they drove an almost reinforced company of the Knights of Rune, led by the captain and toad I knew (although I'm not sure about the latter, all these amphibians are on the same person ... although no, most likely all the same muzzle).

-Mage Sephiroth, you are detained on suspicion of a particularly serious crime, namely, illegal practice in the magic of Life and resurrection. Your hands, - he finished the last phrase with glee, it seems, is it after all that toad, or was he told? I stretch out my hands and the anti-magic shackles snap onto them ... hmm, a strange feeling, Rearmament is closed for sure, but everything else ... is weakened, of course, but still accessible, I wonder, this is because it comes from me, and not from body, or is it a matter of 'dragonsleer'? Or is it just that my reserve and power has reached a level where such shackles no longer help? Although the latter is unlikely, I think, if you look hard, then in the bins of the Council you can find something that will hold the dragon ... at least for a while. Just in case, imperceptibly I tried the handcuffs for strength, well, if things take a completely shitty turn, then I'll just tear them up in bare physics and then we'll talk to the Council from a different position, I think this trick will impress them.

In the meantime, I was taken to the prison magokat, unlike the last time, this time I was provided with a real armored car, with a sheet thickness of probably two or three centimeters, with four powerful locks on the outside ... hmmm, they definitely respect, how many such a fool weighs and how much magic eats for its movement? I received an answer to the last question almost immediately - as soon as the carriage started, I felt an outflow of strength, I will not say that it was too big (at least for me), but sensitive, and if you go far ... You cannot refuse the Council's logic, Why exhaust the guards and give a prisoner a chance when you can do exactly the opposite? Ur, as a witness (well, at least not material evidence, they would have become ... although no, the instinct of self-preservation has not been canceled yet, even though it is greatly curtailed by the locals), they were invited to a nearby car, which looks quite standard.

As in the last time, the Council did not hesitate, so from the ship to the ball, as they say, heh, because they can react quickly when they press down. The familiar hall, all the familiar faces ... although no, not all, the last time the detachment of knights was not here. It doesn't matter, here is Ultear, there is zero attention on me, but Ur bores me with such a look, as if looking for a place where it would be more convenient to stick something sharp, even appropriate emotions, damn it, if he did not know that everything was arranged in advance, I thought, that Ultear is making enormous efforts not to cling to his mother's head right here. Yeah, my beloved 'Gandalf' (hmm, what's his real name, but though ... what's the difference?) Reads out the accusation, not forgetting to mention that my own guild 'passed' me, hmm so why me so boring, thinks I'm upset? Hmm, and here is the incantation of Truth - after the first time I did find out what kind of impact it was. Weaving simply does not provide an opportunity to lie, or rather, everyone around you will immediately feel the lie, but it is quite possible to remain silent and slightly 'play' with facts. Okay, it's time to start grieving the main fairy hater.

-Thank you, - smile at him benevolently, - I know, after all, after all, I myself asked the Master to report on this incident, otherwise, you know, the Council magicians sometimes react ... too violently and can, of course, be a precaution, accuse the guild of aiding and harboring ... why allow that? - not a word of lies, but how many hints, in fact, I accused the Council of cowardice and bias, but at that moment I looked at a specific person and selected intonations carefully, I turned, in fact, to only one person and he was this appeal got it right ...

- Defendant, watch your words, otherwise you will still be charged with disrespect to the Council, - I heard the creak of this old man's teeth even from here, and why does it seem to me that he does not love me more than the whole guild ... Has his account been charged for past compensation? - however, - continued the orator, - in your position this will not play a special role, - now there was a distinctly malevolence in your voice, - so, you plead guilty to the use of forbidden magic and the resurrection of the woman present here, formerly called Ur Milkovich? - so, but this is bad, at the moment Ur is not even considered a person ... in vain he is so, in vain, if I forgive, then Ultear will certainly explain to the old man how wrong he is ... if he has time to get to him before Ur ...

-No, I do not admit it and I demand to provide evidence - so, smile is enough, it's time to behave seriously ... maybe.

-Are you kidding, jerk? What more proof is needed if a dead sorceress is standing behind you? - hmm, as if Gandalf had a heart attack.

-I would ask you to follow the words, even if I am the accused, but I still have the right to challenge to a duel. Secretary! - I appeal to the toad, - please define the concept of 'resurrection'.

-Resurrection is the return to life of the deceased by tearing out his soul because of the Edge and settling into a suitable shell. As a rule, such a ritual is accompanied by human sacrifices in order to collect enough energy to pull out the soul, as well as to 'open the path' beyond the Edge.

-What are you driving at? an elderly woman who was sitting next to Oog asked a question, it seems that was the name of 'Gandalf'.

-Now I will explain, but for this I will need the help of the secretary again, - having received a nod from, this time Yama (it seems, Makarych again hit the havchik, hehe), I turned to the secretary again, - please tell us by what the principle is 'Ice Shell'.

"The magician turns his body into non-melting ice and imprisons the victim in it, thereby walled himself up with her forever," the secretary answered briefly and to the point.

- That is, the soul of the magician remains in the ice?

-Yes, - heh, judging by some smirks of the magicians, what I am leading to, they already understood.

-Thus, the ritual that I applied on Ur Milkovich cannot be considered a resurrection and should be regarded as a magical effect of a complex kind. If any of my actions caused her displeasure, she can file a complaint with the Council or the head of my guild, and complaints about my actions, as far as I know, have not been received by the Council from her, - now I definitely caught a laugh seems to be one of the knights.

-How to assess your 'impact of a complex type' - it's up to us, besides, this does not negate the fact that you used forbidden magic, and the body for the 'instillation of the soul' was obtained in an unknown way, - Oog already sparkled, hmm, I feel , he will try to make me a scapegoat anyway, only he is not the head of the Council, so the vote will decide everything again, so, I have at least three votes (Jellal is looking at me very interestedly, replaying plans for using the body?), so, you need to convince at least two more ...

- Dear Secretary, - I began, but was interrupted by outbursts of a strange cough among the Rune Knights, - ahem, hmm, could you read the exact wording of the law prohibiting the use of Life magic, namely, the list of prohibited actions. Already without the permission of the council of toads, he obediently began to read the list of prohibited acts from the Archives. I stretched it out for about twenty minutes and it was boring clerical style, I swear I heard snoring by the end of the list! If we translate from bureaucratic to normal Fiore, it was forbidden to create living organisms, to revive non-living organisms, and also to mix these very organisms, giving them properties that they could not have before. The only exception was the magician himself - with himself he had the right to do anything, but without skills, which could only be developed in forbidden ways, to climb into his carcass - this is, well, a very sophisticated method of suicide. And, well, it was completely forbidden to use this type of magic on sentient ones.

The cheered up Oog was already clearly thinking how to organize a damp camera for me, or even an ax at once, but dumber, how could it not have been broken off at that moment? In general, the Council is a rather strange organization, it seems that they are used to crushing with authority, and not conducting an investigation, although this is now in my hands, magicians rely too much on their spell, and they will not be able to believe that I created a body without her at all.

- Dear Council, I dare to assure you that I did not perform any of the above magical actions - I did not create a chimera, I did not animate inanimate objects, I did not add additional properties to the body, except perhaps my own, but there was a special case that had nothing to do with today's business (I tactfully kept silent about the healing of the captives, and as such there was no magic there - a pure symbiont with the support of the vital energy of bandits) - a dead silence was established in the hall, - as for the origin of the human body ... 35 liters of water, 20 kilograms of carbon, 4 liters of ammonia, 1.5 kilograms of lime, 800 grams of phosphorus, 250 grams of salt, 100 grams of saltpeter, 80 grams of sulfur, 7.5 grams of fluorine, 5 grams of iron, 3 grams of silicon and 15 other elements in small doses.

-What is it? - Jellal raised an eyebrow inquiringly.

-This is what any human body consists of, more precisely, the body of an average adult. A drop of blood is also required - there is information on the structure, and then you need to recharge and remove the restriction on the restoration of the body, and please, in a few months something similar to the body will be ready, there are, of course, a number of problems that need to be solved, but they can be allow without the use of magic forbidden in Fiore (and I will not tell you that in the resurrection of Ur I went a little differently, in the end, I did not claim that I used this method, by the way, it really works and has a number of 'side effects', verified by the Elric brothers).

- Removing the restriction on the restoration of the body? - asked the elderly sorceress.

-The law says that it is forbidden to give additional properties to the body about the fact that it is forbidden to remove the properties inherent in nature from the body, there is not a single line. And yes, at the time of exposure, it was just an empty shell and did not fit the concept of 'reasonable' in any way, - I added just in case.

- Could you explain in more detail about lifting the restriction?

- Sorry, but the further explanation does not relate directly to the one in question and is my magical development, which I have no desire to disclose.

-Bitter, how dare you, but I ... - grandfather could not finish, judging by the grimacing face and grabbing for the chest - the old man jumped (and a little help through the Simba hanging in the air does not count, his heart really does not it was very much).

The people came running, the knights fussed, Oug was a rather powerful magician, so he could last twenty minutes with a stopped heart. But to be healed - no longer, there were no healers among the remaining members of the council (hmm, although I can't remember anyone but Wendy). But then the people remembered about me.

-Can you help him? - Ultear, periodically throwing sizzling glances at her mother, deigned to turn to me.

-In theory, yes, but ... the use of Life magic on a sapient is prohibited.

- What if the Council gives you its permission? - It seems that Jellal was curious to see the work of Life magic.

- That is, you offer me to treat a person who was actively trying to put me on a life sentence just a couple of minutes ago (the hamster rubbed his fingers in a well-known gesture) ... and for free? - for the first time today Ur and Ultear reached an agreement - both choked on the air and looked at me with great surprise, however, something like approval flashed in Ur's gaze, well, yes, who would like that he is considered a thing?

-What do you want?

- Recognition of Ur Milkovich as a full-fledged citizen of Fiore with all rights, access to the closed section of the library, and ten million precious pocket money.

-Hey boy, won't you be fat? - an indignant exclamation was heard from the crowd.

-Well, - I shrug, - if you want, I can send him flowers to the grave, - I met a glance with obviously dissatisfied with my behavior Yamich, - okay, I will agree to five million, miser.

Heh, as I said earlier, the Council knows how to be operational when it squeezes, and they did not have much choice - either that, or look for a new member in their 'friendly' team. They also dropped the charges against me, which could not but rejoice.

The treatment took place in a regular way - to inject a horse dose of the 'raw' mana of Life into the magician's carcass, simultaneously giving the command to Simba to patch his heart, now, when my magic in his body is much more than his own, the effect went quickly and smoothly, but the 'motor was shaking him 'I spent almost an hour while performing, and this provided that he was already on his last legs, hmmm, after all, magic and symbiont somehow don't go well in one carcass, if this carcass is not mine, it's sad to have a pocket tip would be nice.

-Oh, - the magician breathed more evenly, only the look of Oug directed at me was far from grateful, perhaps, such uncluttered hatred I had never met in this world.

- Yes, yes, I also love and respect you very much, - I smile at the evil old man, uh, how he grimaced, heh, a new level of anger has just been taken, - so what about my payment? - yes, I did it! The twitching eye and the promise in the eyes of Oug - now I'm sure when he finds out that I am in the Tower of Heaven, his voice will be for the shot from Epherion and do not care who and whom is resurrecting there.

The rest of the time of the meeting, I was a simple extra, so they give me permission, here Ur is recognized as a citizen, but she tries to somehow explain to her daughter and gets a scandal and sending well, very far, and in front of the entire Council and the corps of knights, it is better not to be could. But sooner or later everything ends, this meeting ended too, I took away the 'calm' inconsolable Ur (it seems that my daughter went to her mother's acting talents, although Ultear has obviously more practice).

We decided to spend the night in Era, and in the morning (after visiting the library), to move home, however, soon I received a certain note ... Ultear also wanted ... hmm, consolation and invited me to her chambers ... hmmm, not destiny for me to sleep ... not destiny.

Earlier, Magnolia. The building, uh ... the construction site of Fiore's most frostbitten guild.

-We're home! - Mira happily smiled at the guilds sitting at the tables, although it was very pleasant to regain strength, but without the constant company of friends and acquaintances from the guild, without her favorite stand (as well as wiping the coveted glass), the girl felt some discomfort, like a person who forgot to do something , like nothing important, but the feeling that something is missing is still pressing on consciousness, but now Mira was completely happy.

-Oh, hello, girls, - Levi looked up from her books for a moment.

- Elsa, let's brush it off! During your absence, I have become much stronger!

- Natsu, I was not there for only two weeks, - Elsa began wearily, - and there is no mood now.

- Damn, yes, you are in no mood, Sephiroth clung to the arm with some girl, also refused to fight, and then he dumped somewhere with her ... - deathly silence was established in the hall, a parrot flying from Elfman, recently obtained by him in one of the missions and recognized as a rather clever bird, he did not calculate the trajectory and crashed into a wall along which he slowly and solemnly slid down - even this piece of ice has gone somewhere recently, - the dragonseer continued, not noticing the three demons, that by accident it surrounded.

-Naaatsu, - the deceptively kind voice of the beginning of Mirazhan (in the old days, hearing such intonations in his sister's voice, Elfman began to dig a bomb shelter ... sometimes it even helped), - but tell us in more detail.

-Yes ... uh ... why tell something? - the fifth point, sensing danger, the dragonseer began to retreat from Mira ... until he buried his back in the armored breastplate of the Valkyrie, who immediately put her hand on his shoulder. Slowly turning around, Dragneel confirmed his guesses - Elsa was holding him from behind, absently breaking the oak table with the fingers of her free hand.

-Hrush! - here a piece falls off, - crunch! - another.

"The main thing is that she does not get her hands mixed up and does not start to 'touch' my shoulder either, 'Natsu thought, fascinated by the heroic death of the table.

-Elsa ... Mira ... Lucy ... stray, - the instinct of self-preservation of ixis made him fly to the highest point and start digging in there.

-What, attack? - attracted by the 'bloodlust' from the surface, the Master rose from the basement, this time deciding to calmly sort through the piles of complaints in peace and quiet.

-No, only the girls returned from the Era, - Macao eagerly inhaled, - and Natsu slightly misplaced accents when describing the last arrival of Sephiroth.

"Rest in peace, friend, we will not forget you," Wakaba saluted the squeezed dragonsler with his pipe.

-Hey, why did they stick to the guy, he still doesn't really know anything, - 'Sephiroth, you have a beer ... a barrel ... no, two, although ... three, no less ... for each!' - the Master thought convulsively, taking the blow on himself. How three sorceresses were next to him, he did not understand - they seemed to have just been at the other end of the site ...

-And you, Master, know anything? Elsa asked.

-Yes ... however, soon all Fiore will know about it, - Makarov thought, trying to find the words better, - do you remember the history of Gray's apprenticeship and his mentor?

-Mmm, Ur, seems? - Elsa recalled uncertainly.

-That's right ... Ur Milkovich ... it was she who was recently introduced to the guild by Sephiroth.

-Eh? But didn't she ... um ... spill out into the ocean after 'Moondrop'? Lucy shook her head.

-And where is Sephiroth now? - Sensing that she would not like the answer, asked Elsa.

"Arrested by the Council on charges of using forbidden magic ... and performing a resurrection ritual," Dreyar said heavily.

-Resurrection ... - Elsa whispered, barely audibly, who knew better than others what was needed for this ritual, - no ... he could not, - the girl sat down on the ground, clasping her hands. An image of a mysterious and attractive magician with a strange outlook on life and death came to my mind ... no, he could not ... or could he?

The harrowing sorceress that, not paying attention to the worried glances of those around her, withdrew into herself, was interrupted by the voice of the Master.

- So, spy, everyone is quiet - Yamych contacts, now we will find out what happened there. In the communication ball installed on the bar counter, the face of Makarov's old friend appeared, today he looked very tired and somehow sad, the old man in the ball cast a melancholy glance at the quiet fairies and sighed heavily - well, don't weary!

-Eight.

-What eight? - did not understand the Master.

-Eight servings of triple meat noodles from Fey! Yama declared adamantly.

-Yamych, do you have a conscience? - Dreyar was indignant.

- I have, because eight!

"Hmm, okay, I hope it's worth it, you will have your noodles," following a long tradition, Makarov fidgeted impatiently on the counter, waiting for a friend's story.

-Tell me, Makarych, Sephiroth, what, the son of the Emperor? - the head of the Fey choked on just a filled mug of beer.

-Kha, what?

- Do you remember Lee? Well, this one is even worse! I have never met a greater imperial than your Sephiroth in my life, but it was long and rich! Five! Five million! - Yamych was upset, he was very upset.

-Hmm, after such accusations, getting a fine of only five million is really necessary to be an imperial (read, Lord Khomyakov * author's note).

-What the hell is the fine ?! - Yamych could not resist, clutching his head, - we paid him ... again, and at first we almost hit ten!

-Pfeh! - Makarov still choked, while the old man was pumped out and brought to his senses, Yama continued.

-Plus, he knocked out permission for admission to a special section of the Council's library and recognition of the rights of Ur Milkovich, Oug vomits and mosques, he was barely pumped out a second time, and Siegrain and Ultear are already making a bet how much it will cost the Council another accusation of Sephiroth and is it cheaper to pretend that such a magician does not exist at all. And some are thinking of sending him somewhere far away, preferably to our 'beloved' neighbors. If they don't give up in a month, they will go bankrupt in three months.

-Emm-ma, - the Master quoted one well-known copy-paste, - uh, kids, well, you are here, that, rest, and I, this, will go away, - picking up the communication ball, Makarov went to his office.

-I'm not kidding?

-That's the same ... Demon, - stretched someone in the hall.

-Teachers have been approved! - joyfully yelled a half-naked breathless magician, literally a minute ago flew out from around the corner, armed with a chisel and a hammer - he could not break the ice of Ur with magic.

- So he didn't do anything like that, since he was acquitted? Lucy scratched her raised eyebrow.

- It seems not ... probably, - Mira confirmed uncertainly, - although Yama-san's story was somehow strange. It is usually more expanded. Elsa, are you all right? - the waitress turned to her friend.

-Yes, everything is fine, - the warrior quietly wiped the wet path on her cheek, - I'm tired of the road, I'd better go home, climb into the bathroom.

"Yes, the bathroom is good," Mira and Lucy answered in unison, after which they looked at each other in bewilderment and burst into their fists. Elsa soon joined them - the tension slowly released her.

The same time, the basement is also Makarov's office.

-What did you keep silent, old man? - The master turned to his friend, now, when there were no children around, it was possible to talk cleanly.

-Let Sephiroth get rid of the accusations, I must admit, very skillfully, but in such cases the maximum that he could get is an apology for the inconvenience. These privileges were not compensation. We paid him, - Yamych also changed, he remained the same tired, but to call a member of the Council of Magicians a 'funny old man' now would not turn their heads.

- Paid for what?

- During the hearing, Oug had a heart attack - his heart did not just stop, he would have coped with it, no, it almost burst, - Yama fell silent, plunged into memories.

-AND?

-While we tried to figure out what to do, Sephiroth stood with a slight smile on his face and looked at our attempts. It was then that we remembered that he owns Life and turned to him for treatment.

-So it was all gratitude for healing Oug?

-Gratitude? - Yama chuckled, - no, he clearly announced the price to us, we wanted to besiege him or bargain for something, but ... he just smiled and said in the eyes of the dying man that they say so be it, he will deliver flowers to his grave ... Yes, not every dark person in his place would do that! However ... - the Counselor thought, - his first demand was recognition of all rights for Ur. I don't know what to think, I know him too badly, sometimes he somehow reminds me of Jose ... by the way, where did he go ... no, I don't understand. It doesn't matter ... there is another oddity ...

-Zeref and Dragons! What else could have happened? - Makarov himself was not happy that he decided to ask his friend in more detail.

-When he treated Oug ... we all saw, he did not cast spells, he just filled him with the power of Life, I do not know how this school should work, but to heal a torn heart with such a gross method ... it is unlikely, but nevertheless Ooge was completely healthy by the end of his actions. But it all looks very strange, especially when you consider that our main feyen-hater got sick in heart, well, very well in time ...

-Yamych, - Makarov looked good-naturedly at his friend and took a sip of the beer captured from below, - you know no worse than me that any magic action in the Council chamber is registered. It is impossible to hide your magic there, maybe you didn't see something in Sephiroth's actions when he healed Oug? Well, as for the heart - with its character, I am surprised what caught it so late.

- Well, if you are sure of him, well, come on, Makarych, I'm waiting for my noodles, - the Advisor turned off, and the master of 'Fairy Tail' twitched his mustache thoughtfully.

-It seems that someone will have a lot to explain upon their return ...

And at this time on the street:

-Hi Lucy, are you free now? - the girl turned to the voice and met the eyes of Loki - a man who deservedly bears the title of the first womanizer of Fairy Tail. At first, he made some inclinations in her direction, but upon learning that she - the Spiritmaster somehow tempered his ardor ... although, perhaps, this was the reason for the conversation with Sephiroth - a couple of times she noticed them about something talking.

-Hi Loki, actually I wanted to take a break from the road, but it can wait, has something happened?

-Hmm, how can I tell you, - the guy thought, and then, as if making up his mind, said in one breath, - I need your help!

-Em, exactly mine? Still, Elsa is much stronger and if you have any problem with the task ...

"No, I need the help of the Summoner," the guy admitted.

-Hmm, okay, I'm listening ...

Sighing heavily, Loki began his story.

Ten minutes later. Far table.

-So you are actually a Leo? - the girl was amazed, Lucy knew the story of the death of the Pegasus Sorcerer, as well as her attitude to her own Spirits - came across a description when, under the leadership of Sephiroth, she was collecting data, I remember he then said that in the place of that Spirit I would just arrange ' an accident 'to such a mistress, he seemed to say in jest, but ... but really, - but why were you expelled?

-I told you, spirits are forbidden to harm contractors, - the girl remembered the periodic 'accidental' drowning of herself by Aquarius, as well as the use of her cane on the soft spot of the Sorcerer for 'educational and preventive purposes' and wondered if her Spirit knew about this rule.

-But you didn't do any damage, neither direct nor indirect.

"I was not with her when she really needed me," Lev said bitterly.

-And what do you want from me?

- Honestly, I don't know myself, I'm sorry, I'll probably go ...

-Well SIT! - barked the blonde, who herself did not expect such a step from herself, - we do not abandon ours, so, - the girl thought, - first, I need to look at your contract, I also need to refresh my memory a couple of moments and precedents, yeah ... you go with me! - ignoring the fairies slightly swollen from such a picture, Lucy almost pulled Loki out from behind the table by the scruff of the neck and dragged him along, - he was going to die here, - the girl muttered under her breath, - but that we are all let's worry, he didn't bother to think about it, that's why you guys are all so bad?

Loki obediently followed Heartfilia (although he did not have much choice), over the centuries of his life, he met many people, but Lucy was something, and only lately ... however, some kind of the shadow that recently appeared on the girl's soul, but what it is, the Star Spirit could not understand, even though he was considered the strongest among his fellows, but he was outside his native dimension for too long, and souls are not his path, this Gemini can understand the essence, having reflected it, he is left with only a vague feeling and anxiety.

We settled in the nearest cafe - Lucy had to run home for books, and Loki had to grab his contract. Having met at the entrance, the friends settled at the table. The guy took his tea, and the girl sipped juice, surrounded by several books.

-So, there have already been such cases, however, the Spirit simply broke the contract, by the way, why didn't you?

-Aries. She would never do it, and leave her alone ... and besides, I hoped that Karen would come to his senses ... or break the contract on his part.

-It is clear, so that we have here ... uh-huh, one Caster tried to make a closer acquaintance with Aquarius ... was beaten to a pulp by Scorpio, and that was nothing for that ... why? Uh-huh, he did not sign a contract ... not suitable, - the girl continued to rummage through the records. Okay, but this is interesting and might work ... if you can't convince ...

-What are you talking about? - Loki became interested.

-Yes, I found one old custom, which the Spirits probably forgot about. You don't have the key anymore, do you? So, if I'm not mistaken, can only the King cancel the decision to exile you?

- Right, - Leo bowed his head, - to both questions.

-So we need to summon the King!

- Summon the King? Do you think it's that simple? Many people have tried, but they have failed.

-There is only one way to check, - the girl stubbornly bit her lip, - I'm not going to give up so easily. If we do not have enough strength, we ask the Master, Mira, and even all of ours!

-But...

-Loki, you have been in the guild longer than me, don't you really understand its essence? Although what I mean, when the Phantoms attacked, you were in the forefront ... - Lucy pouted slightly.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, - Lev smiled, - it's just that I never expected such an ebullient activity from you.

- Okay, forgot, I need a few hours to get ready, I think we'll start in the evening.

-Are you sure?

-No, but there are two options, or it will work, or you will have to come up with something else.

-Is it clear you need something?

-No, everything you need is there, unless luck would be in the way.

Evening, strange waterfall near Magnolia.

-Why here? Lucy asked.

-The line between the worlds is somewhat thinner here and ... if it doesn't work out, I would like to leave from here, - the red-haired guy looked longingly at the lonely grave by the waterfall.

-It's time to start, - the girl averted her eyes and got busy with preparations - a small drawing for better concentration, sticks of scented candles and a very high hope that everything will work out for her, - I am the one who opens the Gate, with my spirit, my magic, I appeal to the Star King, hear my request and come to my call, Great Spirit! - the entire reserve of the sorceress almost instantly went into emptiness, such a sharp outflow of magic even caused minor harm to the body itself - blood dripped from the girl's nose - the vessels could not withstand ... silence was established, broken only by the noise of falling water and ... nothing else.

-Lucy, you can't use so many forces at once, besides, there's still nothing half ... - Loki cut himself off, feeling the approach of something incredibly huge, pressing with its power.

-Kya! - the girl herself did not realize how she ended up behind Loki, clinging to him with her whole body and trembling slightly - the feeling of the power of the alien reached her too.

-My old friend ... we enter into an agreement with people and we are forbidden to kill the owner of the key, - along with the words that came from nowhere, the King of Spirits appeared in the air - a majestic giant with a magnificent mustache, clad in powerful armor, but the main thing that attracted the girl's gaze was the cloak of the King - a thing of amazing work, as if some Master could fasten a piece of the night sky strewn with stars on the shoulders of a giant. No, he did not appear, the girl realized, only looking at the firmament, instead of stars covered with strange tints and light, transferred them to the world of Spirits, or maybe he pulled the line between the worlds even more and allowed himself to be seen on the other side - there was not enough knowledge to determine exactly , but it didn't matter - even if you did it indirectly, Leo, you are still forbidden to return to the world of Spirits. This is the Law. And he is unchanged.

- Master, - Lucy began politely, - according to the agreement, the Spirit cannot harm the owner of the key, dangerous to health and life, directly or indirectly. The lion did not harm Karen.

-His inaction. If he entered into a contract, then he had to protect the owner of the key. By his inaction, he killed the Caster. He could break his contract at any time, but he preferred murder. The spirit world is closed to him.

-But he was trying to protect his friend! - the girl tried to behave like Sephiroth at the meeting, but alas, she lacked self-control, as a result, emotions went instead of arguments.

"That's not reason enough, I'm sorry old friend." However, there was not much regret in the Spirit King's voice.

-So, then, the old man ... then ... - her Spirits began to appear behind Lucy's back: Aquarius, Virgo, Cancer, Sagittarius, Taurus, even the Clock, Cross and Plus appeared (though the latter looked very sleepy and had little idea, why is he here at all, he just felt the call of the hostess and came ... himself, without trying to borrow her strength), a few seconds later Harp appeared, holding the Turtle in his hands , - I, Lucy from the Heartfilian clan, in the presence of the Zodiac Spirits, ask the King of Spirits return the key of Leo to the human world, according to the old treaty.

-It's impossible at the moment.

"This is the law," the girl objected fiercely, not caring at all that she was yelling at an entity capable of fighting a dragon.

-I agree to return the key, but it will not be associated with the spirit, because it is not, - Loki shuddered as if from a blow, although why, it was a blow - he was denied. A golden key fell at the girl's feet.

-I am the one who opens the gates, in the presence of the Zodiac spirits I ask the Free Spirit Loki to take the place of the Leo Spirit. Does the Spirits agree with my request? - Silent nods from the spirits standing behind were her answer, - do you agree, Free Spirit of Loki, to become the Spirit of the Leo Constellation?

-Uh ... yes, - somehow the newly made (or old restored?) Lion squeezed out of himself.

-Let it be so! - confirmed the King, - and you are well done, girl, well prepared, - the Spirit smiled, - but still, know, in such cases, the key usually returns after ten years, but ... eh, something I have become old, forgetful , so they caught me, - the King of Spirits once again smiled and ... winked at the taken aback girl, - Leo, you are allowed to return home, you are forgiven. If you want to atone for your guilt - live and help your girlfriend. In the meantime, goodbye, I think I will hear about you more than once - the Lord of Spirits disappeared, the Zodiacs also disappeared, leaving Lucy alone with Leo.

-It was cool! - having said this phrase. Heartfilia simply passed out - no one canceled magical exhaustion. The reinstated Lion barely had time to catch her.

- Hmm, where does she live? - Asked the night sky the Spirit, - I don't know, apparently, I will have to carry it to me, - having made the girl more comfortable in his arms, Loki headed home.