Chapter 2

After a couple of moments, I again looked at this ... elf. “To lift her up and slap on a soft spot,” I thought. And, surprisingly, the same thing happened, in full accordance with my wish.

- So, soooo ... - I said, - what was that now?

And on the floor, a stunned girl was shaking her head. "Blonde" - I noted distantly.

-Who are you?! How did you do that??? How DARE YOU?! - This ... radish naturally yelled at me.

- I seemed to introduce myself and you were the first to attack, this time. And two - What the fuck ... grunt is going on here? Where am I anyway? - I was already beginning to slowly boil from the idiocy of the situation.

- You are in Illiados, city of the main University of Magic! And about what is happening - it's really interesting, - Natael said more calmly, - How do you use magic? I'm looking at your aura and it's normal... without abilities.

-Illiados... what kind of country is this? Greece, right? Where else on earth could there be such a strange city name? I spoke slowly.

- Girl, where are you from? Empires on Itos, not some ... countries. - the blonde got up from the floor, on which she came to herself and dusted herself off. - In general, you remind me of someone ... I really can’t remember who ... okay, I’ll remember later. Did you come to Univer too?

- No, - I automatically answered - and now we are in what empire?

-Neutral. The Four Dragon Empire is a neutral territory. You are strange, Lana, - the elf stood in front of me, looking closely.

-Dddd… who?!!!

- Dragons… what's the problem?

Here, what is called hysteria covered me. I laughed and cried at the same time.

"So you're really an elf?" - Wiping tears, I asked the hushed girl.

- Not an elf, but an elf! I don't call you human! So how do you magic?

- I have no idea, I just wish that's all, - I answered ingenuously, and actually what else I had to do.

“Just a wish?…So you’re not from the Empires?” The elf looked at me wide-eyed.

- Yes, I was walking from work, fell into a snowdrift, met a company of some idiots, fell again and woke up under the fence of your University building, - as I told the story, the eyes of the elves grew larger and larger.

- Nooo, it can't be! We were waiting for the Herald in a hundred years only, especially a man! And even more fire mage! - said the elf (in my mind I decided to call her that, but what? I have every moral right for a person), dumbfounded clapping her eyes, and sat down next to me, even stretched out her hand to her hair.

Then I recoiled, I don’t like when strangers touch me.

-It's funny... you know, my surname is Herald, - I even smiled at this coincidence. Why are you waiting for this guy?

-What is a surname? the girl asked quickly.

- Well, judging by your Middle Ages... the name of the family, clan, flock, damn it, since you have dragons here.

-That's how it is. And it's really funny, if you think about it. We're not just waiting for a man, as you put it! This is our future Advisor to the Emperor of the Empire where he appears. “And there will be no stronger empire than where the messenger of the will of the gods appears - the bearer of news - the Messenger.” - this deranged elf recited breathlessly.

-Oh, how cool! How can I get back then? - now I looked in focus on Natael.

-It's not in the legends. Not a single Herald has yet left, though they had other abilities and they were all Men! Only princesses became their wives! Why did they become there, they are prepared from birth for the Choice of the Herald! - finished the girl with ardor.

- Fall down, don't get up! Well, just wait for your Herald, in a hundred years it’s definitely not me! Yes, and my brothers are not suitable, there will already be dense old people. And I need to go home - I nervously got up and began to walk back and forth around the room.

- Look, I really don't know what you're doing here then! The messenger appears when the old one has gone over the edge, but we haven’t left yet, it seems to be ... - then the elf hung for a moment, her gaze defocused and after a while again focused on me, - But no, my mother just contacted me and said that the Herald has gone beyond the bounds and all empires are waiting for the appearance of a new Herald… Yes, well… it can’t be… who do you say you met in your world before waking up here?

-Four guys ... they also had colored beards red, blue, purple and green. And I

-Are you sure??? Are these colors? the elf interrupted me nervously.

-Yes! I'm talking morons! Youth don't like the normal colors anymore, do they?

-Wow! Great Houses! If I'm not mistaken, I understand where I saw you! Or a girl very similar to you... At the University in a portrait with four dragons... Wow... By the way, you have already prepared a spouse in all empires, - she finished a little off topic.

- What to hryundeli spouse??? - I was already looking in confusion at the attic window at a very interesting picture behind it. And there was something to see: despite the darkness, the streets of the town were literally washed with mops, the signs on the shops were tinted, and it was very vain there. "By the way, what's the commotion over there?"

The elf looked out the window.

- Cooking. The last Heralds were terrible pedants, and they immediately executed those who were dirty, - she calmly answered after a moment of silence.

To say I was shocked is an understatement. Some kind of terrible fairy tale turned out and I got into it ... “Now I would have coffee and cognac here,” I thought, and then ... I even jumped in surprise, next to me on the table appeared what I dreamed of. Damn, this is not normal, but you need to check. What, by definition, cannot appear here? ... Oh! “But I want a beautiful Angel here in full robes of seducing demons,” I thought, and .. nothing happened.

- Uff ... carried away, - I said, when I took a quick look around the room and, apart from me and the elf, found no one. I turned back to the window, where just three men were dragging some kind of statue towards the center.

-Lana….….an untranslatable syllable….yours, Great Houses for what?! - very emotionally betrayed an elf behind my back.

I turned away from the window and was a little taken aback, because a fucking handsome man was sitting on an elf, not even like that: FUCKING handsome and ... with snow-white wings, in black leather pants and a fitted vest. He shook his head with a snow-white waterfall of hair and tears from the girl, who was still in aesthetic shock.

- Dear girls, kindly explain to me ... Angel of the highest category Michael, what am I doing here, and even in this? He then pointed to his clothes.

Are you really an angel? I asked.

-Yes! And you pulled me out of the Council, and I can't even understand where I am. By the way, you pulled out, - he pointed at me.

-O! Sorry! I accidentally... take me home, huh? - then I looked at him plaintively, although all sorts of thoughts overcame ... he looked very interesting, even for me, an adult already, in general, a woman.

The angel looked at me, at the elf, and frowned. Then back to me:

-I can’t, honestly, this is not our patrimony, you can return me, you are endowed with very great abilities here, I can only advise you to find the Book of Knowledge, with its help you will learn everything you need, the gods of this world do not reveal more to me. Take me back, please, - the angel Michael tilted his head to the side, - And I beg you, please return my outfit to me too. It’s just that I feel sorry for the demon who is wearing my snow-white clothes now ... apparently, he was supposed to have a ceremonial ceremony of initiation into warriors, and you ... slightly confused his plans. And keep in mind, when you imagine something, it tends to come true, within reasonable limits, of course. You can't kill, just like you can't fall in love. And nobody canceled the law of conservation: if it arrived somewhere, then it disappeared somewhere, as in my case.

Everything... the curtain! The demon at the ceremony of initiation into warriors in the clothes of an angel is something!

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