But then the look of her fine celestial-blue eyes gradually became intelligent and she shuddered, having seen before herself not Prinze at all, and majestic Faces of Triune Knowledge.
- Your Knowledge … - scaredly said the Fairy and wanted to rise to salute, but from weakness swayed and failed in a chair again.
- It is not necessary, my child, it is not necessary to rise, - it is soft, almost motherly gently, but at the same time kingly the Second of Three majestically said. - We will have a talk with you and so. Look, please, here. You nothing or nobody learn here?
With these words Knowledge pointed to Vizator's surface. The fairy looked at a glass celestial-blue surface of a table and heart it was pierced by a steel cold needle.
Directly over spikes of the Gold Tower in air flew ten correct squares made of the huge gold, brightly shining at the midday sun dragons. On each of them sat on the person, completely from legs to the head chained in the sparkling gold armor.
Headed this troops, wonderfully keeping in air without any wings, people in a gold brilliant armor. In his hands - two fiery swords which "edges" pulsed as the real flame. On his head - a continuous helmet from the remains of a purple plume. And the face is tightly covered by a mask, from cuts for eyes streams of the blinding sunlight streamed.
- Yes, your Knowledge, seemingly, I recognize someone … - the silent, shivering voice the Fairy said.
- Answer, washing the daughter, answer, a name of the Creator I conjure you!
At the Fairy inside everything contracted. She could not believe the eyes!
- Your Knowledge, is my husband … The prince … - disobedient lips, almost in a whisper, the Fairy uttered indistinctly, again powerlessly falling on a chair.
- Chto-au-au-au?! We cannot believe in it! - at the same time all three Knowledge exclaimed.
- I regret, your Knowledge, but it so … Probably, he made it … What I was afraid of … It passed through the Stream Gate again … For the sake of it … - pronounced the last words Fairy already hardly audible whisper. And silently began to sob, having closed handles the fine white face.
- It is clear … - the Second of Three already quietly said. - Means, your husband should correct our sentence. Probably, and it should be sprayed on quarks, as well as the Invincible Sun too.
- Cht-au-au-au?! Your Knowledge, I beg! - as stung the Fairy from a chair jumped and fell on knees before three thrones. - You … You … promised … promised … to keep … life … I … will correct it … I will re-educate … it will be … another … I promise … the word of honor … Spare ego-au-au-au! - the Fairy choked, and then clasped sandals of the Second of Three and, having embraced and having nestled on it a cheek, began to water it with tears generously.
- But, darling, anyhow? - with some fastidiousness removing the thin white leg on behalf of the Fairy, the Second told. - If your husband sheds blood of AT LEAST ONE fairy - and it he, apparently, and intends to make - EVEN we will not be able to rescue him then. There are laws which above our will! Shedding of blood of at least one fairy is washed away only by full dispersion!
- I will stop it! Your Knowledge, I will personally stop it! He will not manage to spill any droplet of feiny blood! I swear to you! - and with these words Fairy as scalded flew up in air and buzzing as the angry wasp an arrow took off outside.
And the Triune Knowledge in three pairs of eyes saw off the departing Fairy and with grief thought:
"Perhaps, except this figure in our asset already nothing remained. Except one …"
2.
The prince flew up to the dragon heading an advance party. In the driver's seat on his back the quick commander of armed forces of the Invincible Sun, the captain of Z-001 sat. The captain mechanically saluted the commander-in-chief.
- Your Highness, air fleet of its Perfection to performance of a fighting task it is ready! When you order to begin?
- Immediately, captain. The purpose - directly at the rate. You see, on those clouds the blue building? It is the Command Center, a general staff of army of the opponent. It is protected by several thousands of avatars. They are not dangerous to me at all, and you should tinker. You will lead the central column, directly for me. I will punch a gap, and you will already put in it. I will treat further, and you will remain to finish protection. The left and right wings have to evade from blow and capture the opponent from flanks. To leave one squadron in a reserve - it to be useful to us for prosecution. The task is clear, the captain?
- Yes sir, your Highness.
- Well, follow me.
And with these words the Prince, gradually gathering speed, departed towards to the enemy avatars constructed in a fighting order between army of the Invincible Sun and the Flying Island. After it the air fleet of its Perfection departed.
From outside it was really tremendous show!
The clear blue sky, brightly gold sun in a zenith. And here, at the height almost seven miles above sea level in the sky the correct rectangles of the gold dragons sparkling on the sun fly. At the same time doing waves by huge gold wings, opening wide, closing gold mouths from which, as well as from openings in tail part, clubs of a black smoke and scarlet flame escaped. And ahead of them the Knight dressed in a mirror gold armor in the purple, fluttering raincoat, with two fiery swords in hands flew.
Fairies with horror and awe looked at the coming armada, and Azail put out from some hole in the Mountain all three ugly heads and in his compound nasekomy eyes something similar flashed on nostalgia:
- Prekrasssssno, prekrassssno, as horo - sh - sh - sh - about fly-ssss! It is direct as my brothers-sss on the first fight of s-s-s-s-s belobrys - with - with - with - symi, yes-sss. Now they will pay, yes-sss, z - z - z - z - for everything will pay, belobrys - with - with - with - sye liars, khe-khe-khe, - zakryakhtet a monster, rubbing forward pads enough.
Five thousand survived avatars who were reasonably left in a reserve and therefore they were the only obstacle between drakony fleet and the Flying Island and did not die together with all others. But avatars - only fiction - their consciousness operated fairies from the Command center. And they, having received the order of Triune Knowledge to detain the enemy at any cost as long as possible, also did not doze.
All five thousand fairies pilots went down from stands in the center of the Hall of Meetings. Having taken each other by hands, they formed one big magic circle and began to spin the strongest, the most trouble-free of all spells of which only they are capable, but for which there would be enough time which was just barely enough.
The principle of a spell was simple. It was necessary to condense as much as possible moisture from air on limited space and to redirect it under a big pressure directly on army of dragons, in other words, to create huge artificial "shower".
And fairies made it.
Avatars - griffins, flying monkeys, mantikor, many-domed eagles and other - having taken each other for paws, exactly as fairies in the Command Center, began to say in unclear language something drawlingly. Directly before them air, at first in the form of the small storm cloudlet shining with lightning discharges began to be condensed. Then the cloudlet became more and more, yet did not close itself all long system of avatars. Strong wind which incurred a cloud directly over a system of the flying dragons rose. The deafening roar was distributed - and from it sprinkled a set of streams of water, each of which diameter was approximately about a trunk of a centenary oak, and a pressure such what is at mountain falls. And all this huge "shower" fell directly upon harmonous and accurate squares of the flying dragons! The blow was really enormous.
Some dragons who were not lucky to get under a direct stroke of such terrible streams at once turned over in air and departed down. Many of them did not manage to leave a corkscrew and were smashed about Gorge stones. Others which after all managed to level a course got under other same streams which beat them to the earth already forever. Those golems, that appeared podogadlivy, at once led the dragons in the parties as soon as possible to lea
ve a defeat zone, but such it appeared not so much.
Nearly two thirds of all dragons of the central column who got to epicenter of action of a killing spell were comprehended by a sad fate. And those that left "damped" from under blows of streams lost the fiery charge and were forced to turn back - for drying and refilling.
The left and right wings suffered, but is not so strong. The most part of dragons managed to jerk in the parties, and there was not enough cloud size (the spell was created hurriedly) to capture all.
The prince got on a stream too and at first even he lost balance, but having taken the maximum speed - 500 miles an hour - he left safe from under water firing.
However the effect of attack was hopelessly spoiled. Drakon of a horde lost control and an order and now were guided only by the current situation. And the situation was such is that it was necessary to finish immediately with these disgusting avatars, made it. And dragons, violating the order of the Prince, rushed directly to crowd of enemies, generously watering them with fire capable to melt even granite. Avatars burst as soap bubbles, some took to the heels, the others accepted battle. The system of both dragons, and avatars was broken, and fight broke up to a set of separate fights.
One avatars sought to entangle a dragon heavy-duty solar networks and some managed it. Couple of dragons, not in forces to tear them, departed down and broke against stones. Others conjured such strong condensation of air that dragons coordinated in it as in a bog, and then fell. The third ordered to gold to rust, and dragons directly on the fly broke up to pieces.
However and dragons did not doze. Vomiting streams of a liquid flame, one dragon burned five-six avatars for time. Of course, one managed to evade, others put protection in the form of the condensed from air or solar reflecting boards so fire flew back on the dragon and it, having melted off from own flame, fell down. And some threw in mouths to dragons of the grenade from the high-concentrated dry fire which, having got them a belly, detonated with fuel inside and broke off them on pieces. However, at the same time also avatars perished.
In general, fight went with big losses for both parties and it was clear that if the system of avatars, eventually, and is broken through, then and dragons will remain too little to take storm the Flying Island as bee honeycombs filled with fairies.
Of course, Prinze could interfere and help dragons. It could kindle in general a huge rain cloud, kill all avatars samolichno. But to it had no time for it. In his head the one and only thought pulsed - to reach by all means the Command Center and to KILL Triune Knowledge. This thought entirely seized Prinze and he saw nothing any more and did not hear around.
Like the arrow which is let out from onions it knew only one, accurately certain, the purpose, at all desire not in forces to curtail from the scheduled course. To KILL KNOWLEDGE, to KILL KNOWLEDGE, to KILL KNOWLEDGE - ALL THREE, AT ONCE! - this thought as blood in veins pulsed in his head. Dragons will die - not important, all will die - we will make still! All the same they are necessary only to distract fairies from protection of Knowledge. And only. And its task - to KILL, KILL, KILL KNOWLEDGE!
One by one arose blood-thirsty pictures in his head. Here it flies up to its triune throne, with one blow swords cuts the heads of two extreme Knowledge, from the necks chopped in half blood splashes fountains, and their bodies shapeless bags fall on a floor. Then he pierces with swords a breast most important - the Second - and sees how he from her opened mouth streams whips blood, there are lifeless and glass her eyes, her fine body powerlessly falls on a floor and with the last exhalation her soul takes off hated to their Perfection, and, so and to him …
Having easily cut through itself a way through a system of avatars, it already freely directed directly to the Command Center. Even without dragons of one of its forces it is enough once and for all to strike a crushing blow on power of fairies, it was not the person any more, and the first representative of new reasonable race of Tselestiya, homo solis, race of gods and heroes. As a lightning, as a ray of sunlight, it headlong flew directly to the Flying Island and nothing could stop it.
Fairies hastily switched the survived avatars to the autonomous mode of fight and left the Hall of Meetings as a swarm of bees leaves the attacked beehive. On the square in front of the Hall they formed a new magic circle led by the most Triune Knowledge - a uterus of this huge beehive to strike the last blow to the powerful enemy - such what in due time they put on a magic mirror - simple cumulative magic power on bigger there was neither left time, nor forces any more.
Of course, they understood that emission of energy will be such strong that it will cause the strongest explosion and, most likely, all fairies who took part in battle will be killed, but to stop this monster of other opportunity, as well as time, was not any more. And fairies also courageously and fearlessly, as well as ten thousand years ago, were ready to go to it! At any cost to stop this monster!
Faces of fairies accepted serious and passionless expression, their eyes were closed. They completely retired into oneself, collecting all the force and invisibly giving it each other on a chain, and Triune Knowledge, same serious, concentrated, having also closed eyes, concentrated collected energy in the hands. And a mind's eye she saw how all He who dared to throw down a challenge to Them comes nearer closer and closer - the put Creator Hranitelnitsami of the Sacred Principles of the Order and all Tselestiya's Prosperity.
And Prinze's eyes meanwhile saw only one - the CENTER of a circle, the Triune Knowledge standing with the upraised hands. A mind's eye he also saw how in their hands power unprecedented hitherto concentrates, equivalent relics of a bomb of the Invincible Sun - through Mask openings he distinctly distinguished the pulsing streams of the blinding light which were transferred to Them from other links of a magic chain.
"Mad, - he thought. - "This force will be enough that at explosion broke off all of them on pieces!"
Calculations of possible consequences of their blow were made for only a few shares of a moment in Prinze's consciousness by itself.
Explosion, with a high probability, will be such that even the solar bomb in a vault of the Gold Hall detonates. The gold Hall and the Rocky Mountains will break up to quarks, all Oversea country will leave under water, such tsunami will rise that it will flood all islands exhausting with Tetis and will wash away all coastal cities of continents, and the others will fail from a terrible earthquake. Temperature of the atmosphere will sharply increase, glaciers of the southern and northern poles and all continents, except their central parts will thaw, will leave under water, there will be on a surface only a few archipelagoes of large and small islands. Tselestiya will become uninhabited, the family of hated fairies will physically stop the existence …
At this thought Prinze smiled enough though nobody saw his smile hidden by a gold mask. The objectives of its Perfection will be achieved, though not in that volume as it was planned because annihilate only those souls that live here, in the Oversea country and on Hartlend's the Coast, the others will just die because not to come to them a solar wave.
"Well, such is their destiny, - Prinze indifferently thought. - But I will achieve the objectives anyway - or I will kill this damned three-headed usurper, or their blow initiates explosion of a solar bomb".
And then Prinze laughed …
When it was necessary to reach an estimated point of blow all some couple of tens of steps, across to Prinze suddenly took off, loudly buzzing wings as an angry wasp, the fairy in vestments, strange for associates, - a golden short tunic with the image of a zhenoobrazny solar disk on a breast, prepoyasanny a belt, decorated with gold plates, with the same zhenoobrazny solar disk on a gold metal plate. She followed directly Prinze's ways to the purpose, having stretched to him white, thin, such defenseless and gentle female handles.
- Stand, Prinze! Stop immediately! Really you will raise a hand against the beloved spouse and mother of your children?
The prince before flying with a speed of the shell which is let out from the catapult instantly
stopped literally in a step from the fairy, ignoring all physical laws of inertia that in itself was improbable.
- Depart after the journey, the Fairy. Otherwise I will be forced to take you for the enemy and to treat you under war laws, - by a quiet and passionless voice Prinze said.
- Really you will kill me? Me, your beloved wife? Answer immediately! - and, without waiting for the answer, the Fairy jerked hands silk fabric of a tunic, opening a breast for blow, and cried out. - On, beat if you want, I do not oppose to you! If sun gold absolutely kindled your reason and your heart, make it! I will better die, than I will see how my Prinze, more precisely, the one who was once my Prinze will cut to pieces on pieces of my sisters with which I together grew up and whom I love as the family who put all the life on Service Sveta and Dobra!
- To light and good, you speak? - the Gold Knight grinned. - To deprive millions of people of freedom, to control each their step is, your way, light and good? To lull them for the millennia, to erase memory is light and good too? If this good and light, then nothing from this is necessary for me! - and with these words the Prince gave a hand to push away the Fairy aside and to depart further.
But during this instant the Fairy snatched out a small pocket mirror from a breast pocket of a tunic and sent its reflecting surface directly to eyes to Prinze …
3.
Small, round as a saucer a green lawn at an accurate pink lodge. Slightly in the distance the pine coppice begins. And is still slightly farther - the small river with the coast overgrown with willows and a cane, and on the opposite coast at the small river - a water-mill. The morning, yet not hot sun bright yellow beams warms the earth and water. The lawn is covered in the various flowers that gave it similarity to a motley live carpet. The pink clover, white daisies, blue cornflowers and is a lot of other flowers which names and not to remember. On them, efficiently buzzing, the anxious fat bumblebees and thin tiny wasps and bees yes the multi-colored butterflies who are softly rustling with wings fly.
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