История Королевы Эльфов / The story of the Elf Queen: 28. Непростое утро королевы эльфов

An uneasy morning of the Elf Queen.

Camrad_RIP 20.05.24 в 11:17

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Camrad_RIP 20.05.24 в 11:16

Nothing. No trace at all.

QoutaQG 20.05.24 в 19:45

Her colleague's voice sounded tired and somewhat annoyed. Mirael understood him quite well. Over the past couple of days, they had studied her sister, who had been hovering in a magical glow. But they had found nothing suspicious. And yet Ziandar persisted, convinced he was right. As a result, a great deal of reagents had been spent, including some that could not be physically replenished quickly.

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:43

And the result was nil. There was no trace of hidden magical structures in Tiantrel's physical or subtle body. And yet, the master of the Branding School continued to persist. Sighing tiredly, the Elder Enchantress turned to her colleague and said in an extremely polite voice:

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:43

"I suggest we finish the external inspection and move on to investigating what's left of her mind."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:44

Ziandar, standing next to Mirael with a grim face, folded his hands behind his back, keeping his eyes fixed on his sister hovering in an intricate weave of magical spells.

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:45

"One more day. There are still a couple of techniques left that we haven't used."

QoutaQG 20.05.24 в 19:48

"Which are no less effective than the previous ones, but will cost us more money."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:46

There was silence in the magic lab. Most of the gifted gathered here supported the Elder Enchantress. Only his colleague, who had learned the dark School of Blood Magic, and another of the Mind Magic masters were on the side of the Master of the School of Branding. Pressing his lips together, Ziandar repeated:

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:47

"One more day, Mirael. And then I give up."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:47

"Glancing over to the other magic masters, the Elder Enchantress shrugged and nodded:"

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:48

Fine. One more day. Which method should we start with?

QoutaQG 20.05.24 в 19:45

After thinking for a few seconds, Ziandar turned to his colleague and spoke:

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:53

"We haven't tried a full blood test with active contrast yet."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:54

"We can try it. What kind of contrast do we use?"

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:54

"For starters, I suggest Stardust."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:54

"All right. Let the preparations begin..."

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:55

While preparations were being made, Mirael approached Tiantrelle, who was hovering motionless. How on earth did you end up like this? And where? Frowning, the Elder Enchantress ran her gaze over her sister's body, from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her ears. She looked perfectly normal and healthy. A beautiful firstborn maiden, simply the embodiment of the ancient legend of the sleeping beauty. The trained body of an experienced Secret Guard agent, whose beauty could not be spoiled even by her enlarged form. A beautiful face, with azure eyes that were now closed. And marvelous silver hair, so thick and shiny in the light of magical weaves.

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:55

Frowning, the Elder Enchantress felt a thought stirring at the edge of her consciousness. Some vague feeling that she was missing something. But what? Closing her eyes, Mirael froze in place, concentrating and putting her mind into a meditative trance. It was a tricky one, but extremely effective when it came to finding an elusive thought in her mind. What did she miss? What... Exactly!

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:56

"Stop!"

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:56

Her colleagues, who had almost finished preparing for the start of the next inspection, froze in their seats, turning to look at the Elder Enchantress. Taking hold of her staff and cane, Mirael adjusted herself to the controlling weave of the ritual circle, with Tiantrel's bed at its center.

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:56

"Did something happen?"

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:57

“We've all forgotten something, colleagues.”

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:57

Under the surprised stares of the other gifted and a couple of observers from the Secret Guard agents, Mirael took control of the control weave, concentrated, and delivered a precise and precise impact. A cold white glow enveloped her motionless sister's head, followed by a bright wave of light from her neck to the top of her head. A moment later, the elf's luxurious silver hair, all of it, was cut off at the root. A moment more, and all of them hung in a neat cloud in a separate glow. For a few seconds, all the elves looked at their sister, who had lost all her hair. Then, the Elder Enchantress with another impact carefully turned her face down. For a few moments there was silence in the magical laboratory. Mirael was the first to break it, pointing the tip of her wand at the back of Tiantrel's head:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 13:01

"What is this?"

Camrad_RIP 01.06.24 в 21:57

A narrow horizontal band of dark color was visible on the elf's smooth white skin, exactly in the center of the back of her head. Instantly tense and wary, his colleagues moved closer to the bed, fitting themselves into the weave of the ritual circle. The glow around Tiantrel increased its brightness, in addition to it magical circles appeared near different parts of the elf's body, and waves of light passed. Turning to the Elder Enchantress, Ziandar asked:

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 20:32

"How did you guess?"

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 20:32

"By accident. I remembered the legend of how a secret message was conveyed through a slave by tattooing his head and waiting for his hair to grow back."

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 20:33

"Turning to her colleagues, Mirael uttered:"

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 20:33

"Check her hair for..."

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 20:33

"Already. Positive! Traces of alchemy, a type of magic concealing compound. The dosage is absolutely minuscule, but it's in every hair. Combined, it's enough of a coefficient to..."

Camrad_RIP 03.06.24 в 21:54

"I see. I need the exact composition, calculate it."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 13:02

"We working."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:44

Turning back to the motionless Tiantrel, the Elder Enchantress said slowly:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:45

"And what is that?"

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:45

Standing beside her, Ziandar spoke thoughtfully:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:45

"I can't figure it out. The response is very strange, and this strip has almost no response to scanning charms. It's like... it's like... it's like..."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:46

While the master of the Branding School was choosing his words, his colleague, a former expert in magical barriers and protection magic, took the floor:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:46

"It's like a keyhole. Or rather, its magical equivalent. The response is identical in nature."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:46

"Exactly!"

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:47

Turning to the Elder Enchantress, the coworkers asked:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:47

"Let's work?"

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:47

"Yeah. Neutral flux at extremely low power to start with. We need to find the right frequency...."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:48

The magical laboratory was in full swing. Several concentric magic circles appeared above the back of Tiantrel's head. Through them, passing strictly through the center, a thin white beam struck the back of the elf's head, straight into the dark strip.

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:48

"It doesn't fit. Changing the frequency..."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:48

"The response is getting weaker. There, that's better."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:49

"We need to increase the power..."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:49

"We're working in the wrong spectrum..."

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:49

Finding the “key” was not easy. Hours passed, but no one paid attention to the time. A dozen gifted masters of magic, the best in the Forest, were slowly and painstakingly opening the incomprehensible lock on their sister's mind. Almost without interruption for food and drink, let alone rest. And patience, multiplied by skill and excellent magical equipment, paid off. As the sun began to rise on the Forest, Mirael exclaimed contentedly:

Camrad_RIP 04.06.24 в 14:50