Prelude to change 2.207

Rosewisse went after breakfast to Viggo's room, she was advancing through the long corridors of the mansion of Hephaestus, her mother-in-law. All these days they had been relaxed, with a comfortable space to do most of their studies, but they always needed a nearby place to carry out their experiments. It was a hassle to have to talk to Viggo every time she wanted to go to the dungeon so he could watch while she released the magics. So, Viggo had told her that at about eleven o'clock this morning he would have a solution to her problems.

Rosewisse climbed the stairs to reach the second floor while wondering what Viggo had done. Surely, he had "painted a picture" with some suitable atmosphere so that they could carry out their experiments. This filled Rosewisse with excitement and her white wings flared unconsciously. However, she moved her hands sideways so that her wings would stop moving. Here it was no problem, but if they stirred in one of the rooms, it would surely break something. That had been the only demerit in living in this type of houses. Too comfortable, but from tight spaces where she couldn't move easily.

Rosewisse came to the door of Viggo's room, knocked on the door and from inside a thick "pass" was heard. Rosewisse turned the door handle and opened it completely, then tightened the muscles of her wings so that they contracted, and she could pass through the door sideways, as if she were a crab. Once she was able to enter the room, she closed the door and investigated the room. In front of her, about ten meters away was the bed, wide and with two girls lying down and covered by a sheet. From the color of purple hair, Rosewisse knew it was Sakura and Ana. Rosewisse moved her range of vision to the left, five meters from the bed. Viggo sat naked on a stool while painting on a canvas that rested on a light wooden lectern. In her left hand Viggo held the oval paint palette while in his right hand he held the brush. The painting was finished, with the vision of an arid world with long stone walls, like those on the thirteenth floor of the dungeon. Viggo brought the tip of the brush to the color palette on an ochre paste, smeared the tip of the brush and then took it to the canvas to pass delicately over the edges that connected the floor with the stone wall.

-Rosewisse?- asked Viggo, concentrating on the movement of the brush.

-Yes, it's me, I came as you asked me- replied Rosewisse, advancing by the side of the bed and listening to Sakura moan in laziness. Rosewisse continued to approach Viggo, seeing him sitting on the stool with red hair up to his shoulders. His back bare and his butt exposed. The light on the right side, where the windows were wide open, and the breeze rocked the white curtains.

Rosewisse stopped behind Viggo and watched for a couple of minutes as he put the finishing touches on the painted painting. In that respect Viggo was very like the Jotnar, since they used to make murals that spoke of a possible future. The paintings did not speak of a possible future, but they opened the possibility to a new world, small, but new. Having a whole environment to yourself with just a little bit of your blood and soul strength was an amazing thing. Rosewisse smiled at the thought of this and linked it to his painting of Alfheim. She had spent intimate and wonderful moments with Viggo, just the two of them, making love on the beach, with a spring atmosphere and surrounded by plants of beautiful colors and brightness.

-Ready- said Viggo, moving the brush away from the painting. Then he takes the palette and the brush and leave them on a rectangular wooden table one meter high. Viggo turned and looked at Rosewisse, who was dressed in a beautiful leather breastplate and a T-shirt underneath. She also wore a red robe, much like Vigo's that covered him from the waist to his knees, with a wide belt and the head of an eagle in its center. Viggo looked Rosewisse in the eye and she blushed and looked away. Viggo walked over, brought his hands to her waist, and they stared at each other. Viggo pulled his lips closer and kissed her.

Rosewisse responded with intensity, she didn't know what was wrong with her lately, but she had a lot of disposition for this kind of thing. However, she made her face back, pushing those thoughts away and looked him in the face. Viggo understood that she wanted to see the painting, nodded, gave her one last kiss, and walked away.

Viggo walked to the left edge of the bed, where Ana was sleeping and in front of her, Sakura -Ana- said sitting on the edge -I'm going out for a while-

-Yes- replied Ana, opening her eyes and looking at him drowsy. Her long purple hair fell to the sides of her face, only softening her expression. She supported her arms and lifted her torso while her hair covered her breasts -are you going back?-

-For today, well, I'll be training in a painting, but don't worry, at night I'll be back-

-Tomorrow- Ana said as Sakura also sat on the bed and let out a yawn. She covered her mouth with her left hand and looked at Viggo, with her hair cut, her breasts were visible.

-Yes, I remember, tomorrow, the three of us walking through Orario- Viggo said with a smile.

-Well- Ana replied and brought her face closer to kiss him. At the same time, Viggo hugged her, feeling the soft skin, a small waist, ribs marked by little fat and a delicate back.

Someone coughed and interrupted them; they looked to the side and saw Sakura. Ana smiled coquettishly. She stuck out her tongue and closed one eye as if she had made a mistake. She gave Viggo a little kiss and let go. Then Sakura moved around the bed, stepped over Ana's legs and hugged Viggo by the neck and then threw him onto the bed and fell on top of him. Then she kissed him passionately, but someone spanked her so loudly that it was heard throughout the room. Sakura turned away from Viggo and looked at Ana with a frown.

-That's a little bit, you know- Sakura said.

-You're taking it too far- Ana said.

-I don't tell you anything when you...-

Viggo got up, because the twins began to argue over trivialities. When this happened the best thing for him was to stay aside or he would be asked and, in the end, the only one who would look bad would be him. Viggo went for his clothes, got dressed and when he was ready, Sakura and Ana were heading to the bathroom to take a shower.

Viggo makes his way to Rosewisse, who waits patiently sitting on the stool.

-Come on?- asked Viggo.

-I thought you were going to start something, so I wondered if I would have to undress so I wouldn't be left out- Rosewisse said with some resentment.

Viggo looked her in the eye -would you be willing to do it with others watching?- asked.

-I like Sakura and Ana, so I think it would be fine-

-Well, we'll talk about that on the way back- said Viggo, approached her and gave her a little kiss on the lips. Then he walked to the painting and put his hands on the sides of the frame. He channels soul strength and paint shine for a few moments. When the brightness ceased, the painting had taken on a watery, realistic tone, as if they were looking at the landscape through a pool of water. Rosewisse nodded and took his hand. That way they both touched the painting and entered the painted world.

When Rosewisse opened her eyes, she saw what the thirteenth floor should be. A desert landscape with stones and walls on the sides. This was the dead end they always occupied to conduct their experiments.

-One hundred meters in diameter to throw the magic you want- said Viggo, breathing the dry air of the environment.

-Yes, it's perfect, now we won't have to waste half the morning traveling to the dungeon- Rosewisse replied, but something she didn't like about this place. Maybe it was the possibility that monsters wouldn't grow, but it felt too empty. She hugged herself and was afraid. Viggo saw her, approached her and put his hand on her shoulder. She looked at him, smiled, and Viggo smiled too.

-Don't worry, it's an empty place- said Viggo -but at the same time, nothing can hurt you. Also, you can always go out if you want or you can come whenever you want-

-I know, it's just that it's too quiet, there's not even the noise of the wind- Rosewisse replied.

-Sorry, this is my limit for now. In the future I will be able to make a picture with a wider and more vivid area. For now, this is what there-

-Okay, it's not your fault, it's just that so much loneliness bothers me-

Viggo came over, hugged her, and looked at her face -don't worry- he said -you won't be alone again. I'll be here for you, that's what we agreed on, right?-

Rosewisse nodded with a smile and hugged Viggo, feeling his warmth and scent. They held for a few minutes until they separated. Rosewisse took the leather bag tied at her waist and began pulling out the wands. Ten in total, all silver. In addition, she took out twenty stones of the purple color memory that had engraved inside the runes with affinity to different types of elements. What would come to be known as spells. She arranged the twenty stones in two rows of ten, as the top row represented the entry-level and underpowered spells. And the bottom row represented the intermediate-level spells. A substantial improvement in power and distance.

Viggo approached a wand and took it, then turned the back and removed it as if it were a lid. Then he pulls out the core from inside the wand, a piece of damask steel metal shaped like an elongated cone. At the back was a slot. Viggo moved to the second row of memory stones, where the intermediate-level spells were. He takes the Sowelu stone (fireball magic) the most practical against all enemies. Even if the draugrs had a high affinity for fire, this spell would turn them to ashes in a few seconds. Viggo placed the memory stone, kept the core inside the wand, put the lid and then pointed to the exit of the dead end, with the solid rock walls on the sides. He channeled his mana, a magic circle formed on the tip of the wand and flew out a huge fireball that traveled for more than seventy meters and fell to the ground. The fireball exploded generating a great dust and shaking the earth. After the dust dissipated, a crater ten meters in diameter was covered with the black spot of the tizne.