Realm of Hope

Ancient Manuscript

The royal mage Allwunar sat in his comfortable soft fur-lined armchair and enjoyed aloud the critique of the absurd reportage from the WaterTemple.

"He hits with his head, then with a fin," said the mage mockingly. "Evil, he has hit and threw off from the balcony..." Allwunar laughed loudly to the little tears in his eyes.

"Let us suppose..." said he his thoughts aloud and caught his breath of laughter." What's next? Absolute and wild Evil of the EvilMountains can be won by stroking and slapping the face?" asked he.

"That's nonsense! Stupidity! Wildness!" answered the mage to himself. "Is it a contradiction?"

"Yes, it is. I need to understand..."

Allwunar got up in deep thought from his warm and comfortable armchair. At the same time, the mage took an old book from the table and began to study carefully its contents. At that moment, the mage's legs seemed to live on their own life. It seemed he was interested to study the distance from the chair to the window and from the window to the cabinet right now.

"That's it! Here's how it happens..." It was constantly quiet, a mage whispered under his breath. At the same time, he turned page after page.

"To summarize..." said Allwunar emotionally.

"Long ago, at the time of the first king lived an evil and there was black earth everywhere. It tells us the story," continued the royal mage to think aloud. "Then the kings came and drove out the blackness with her servants to the EvilMountains to the black waters. Now once in five hundred years the mountains are awakened and spilled out "Angry Clouds" into the world. They generate fear, panic, bad luck, greed, angry."

"But this time the mountains erupted something else," said he himself contradictory.

"So I need to look for new books, manuscripts, and a history that is older than our current world."

"Yes, there you will find the truth," said Allwunar's own intuition his opinion.

"Ah, maybe I should look among the prophecies?!" said Allwunar's logic his opinion and continued to develop the thoughts. "There is such a lot of good usually and all about evil, pain and the end of the world! Yes, yes, it is necessary to look for..."

At the same time, Dragon King Daytuarui II read the same article in the newspaper.

"It is shaggy and black. It is multi-fingered and vicious!" said the dragon with a mighty roar in the throne room. He broke the newspaper in half with excitement. "Here they are those dreams that torment me the last time!"

"Excuse me, what is your majesty?" asked the bodyguard King. He stood at the foot of his stone throne. "Does someone torment you?" asked he as if he had not heard the king's loud roar.

"Yes, my friend! Evil! But you're right, enough to endure it!" The king roared in an evil voice. "Prepare all, today we go to King Aeron III. I believe that Meerkats have something to tell old and kind friends..."

At the same time, a new unexpected guest arrived at the BarbedTower.

"Gold and Jewels to you my Leader Tukum," said the ambassador with an unpleasant voice. He has the coat of arms of the Green Toad. "I have new news for you, Leader."

"Robberies and gifts to you my faithful Giejum," answered the Leader cheerfully. "What news did you bring?"

"Someone saw HER in the WaterTemple!" said he excitedly. ""She", as the Black Mages are called her, was there. All the capital's newspapers write about this! Read it yourself!"

Giejum gave a compressed, crumpled, tattered newspaper to the Leader Tukum. Then he sat down on the sand floor and waited for his decision.

"That's perfectly! Take my loot from me! The Black Magicians did it all!" said the Leader.

Then he jumped from his throne and began to dance with happiness and joy.

One person was not much interested in further victorious dances, thoughts and stupidity of the Leader of Trolls. The figure spied them from the window and someone was a thin beautiful girl. She moved away from the window and jumped to the ground then. The girl waved her hand and laughed spitefully and went to the trading area for a new outfit.

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