Petrel

Chapter 7

In a small hut in the middle of a clearing, two ten-year-old girls were hugging each other on a bed, and judging by the smiles on their faces, they were dreaming of something good, while two old men, namely the master of Fairy Tail Makarov and the local healer/alchemist Polyusica were talking about how everything came to this moment.

-And how long ago did little girls start losing consciousness in your office, old stump? - Polyusica asked half-jokingly, half-seriously.

-Since Zeref's cultists got insolent. In broad daylight, children are kidnapped and all sorts of useless crap is built, and with slave labor, too. - The gloomy master answered. - Where Elsa escaped from, Rob died. - Dreyar Sr. said gloomily to the equally gloomy healer, who, although she behaves as if she hates people, nevertheless treats each patient with complete dedication and who else but she knows Makarov's former party member. - I have already called a meeting of the guild leaders, but what is more important now, the girl's eye, can you do something about it?

- Yes, I can create an artificial eye for her and it will be even better than the original one because she will be able to see through illusions with it, and it will not get tired, unlike a normal eye. - The healer answered with knowledge of her business. - As for the rest of her body, someone quite skilled has already healed her wounds and if it were not for the remnants of a trace of magic on her body, I would not even be able to say whether there were ever any wounds there.

- Ah. This is probably the little dragon slayer who clung to the girl so tightly even in her sleep, how is she doing by the way? With what she did, she must have spent a lot of magic. - The master asked with interest.

- She is all right. If it were not for the fatigue from the long journey and emotional stress, she most likely would not have even lost consciousness.

At that moment, while they were talking, I began to wake up little by little and the first thing I felt was such a familiar, but at the same time somehow alien and wrong smell.

- Mom?! - Suddenly opening my eyes and looking in the direction of the smell, I asked loudly. - No. You are her reflection. - Immediately upset, I corrected myself. But since I must be strong, I quickly came to my senses and looked at Elsa, who was sleeping so sweetly and calmly with a smile on her face. And I couldn't help but gently stroke her head.

- Sorry for switching off so suddenly yesterday. - Distracted from the scarlet-haired cutie, I returned all my attention to the two ancients.

- It's okay, you're tired after all. However, I suppose you wanted to tell me something else? - Makarov decided to take the floor, noticing that his companion suddenly became gloomy for some reason and was about to take up the broom.

- Well, for starters, I think it's worth explaining where the dragon slayers, who call themselves children of dragons, suddenly appeared from. We are the pupils of the dragons that they picked up for training a little over 400 years ago. Although I'm not sure about myself, because I am biologically half a dragon, but that's not the point.

- So 400 years ago, the dragons decided to join forces and send their students to the future, to the most ether-saturated time, to defeat Acnologia, also inside each dragon slayer there is their dragon that restores strength and helps to develop antibodies from the dragon curse that deprives the owner of this magic of feelings and affections, and at the moment when all the dragon slayers gather together near Acnologia, the dragons will come out and get rid of the maddened dragon slayer, whom the strongest of the representatives have never been able to catch together, eventually dying, one by one.

- Well, how do you like the beginning of what I want to tell you? - I asked slightly playfully.

- Well, the beginning is definitely strong. - the master answered.

- Well then the sequel should knock you out. - I said, grinning. - I know one of the options for the development of the future and even though my intervention will prevent many things from going this way, there are still many interesting things worth knowing. Take at least the fact that the first master of the guild, who is still alive and just sleeping, watching everything in a ghostly form, has a child from Zeref. - I dropped the bomb. - And now he is considered one of the strongest mages of the country ruled by Zeref under a pseudonym. - Noticing that Makarov was already turning gray in the face, I decided to pity him and began to lay out my knowledge consistently and little by little, starting from the canon and up to the very final battle with Acnologia. I knew that, from my first words, Erza was not sleeping, but I did not want to hide anything from her.

- Well, that's all. - I finished shocking the listeners. - Oh, and yes, about Edolas. I don't believe that magic runs out there, I'd rather believe that the king is collecting magic from the world to create a military force to invade our world. So it's worth preparing for war or a preemptive strike.

-And now.- Hugging my friend, I whispered in her ear.- Why don't you stop pretending to be asleep and heal your eye?

Elsa shuddered, but still obediently stood up and said innocently.- Good morning?

-You knew that she wasn't sleeping, right? - Dreyar Sr. asked, frowning.

- And I wasn't going to hide it from Elsa, I'll leave it up to you to decide what to do with all this information.

Having resigned himself to my decision to dedicate Elsa to everything, the master soon left us, saying at the end that he and the other guild masters would deal with the tower of paradise and that we shouldn't worry, and in the meantime I helped Polyushka with the treatment of Elsa's eye. Although I'm not an alchemist and can't create organs, I have a sea of ​​knowledge about medicine and the structure of a human being, and after all, the system didn't skimp on knowledge of ordinary things. And so, after a couple of hours, we finished, and they didn't even chase us away with a broom, but calmly escorted us out, telling me to come when I want to learn alchemy.