warriors clumsily read prayers, and Leyvead remembered the words of the spell. Meanwhile, the spirit looked into Ermekar’s eyes. He turned to his comrades and hissed:
– We warned you! Go away! Leave our lands!
For a while Ermekar regained his composure. He cast a spell, and violet flames enveloped the ghost from head to toe. And then the villain flashed green and disappeared into the fog.
Ermekar sank to the ground. He was looking somewhere into the distance.
«Run before it’s too late,» he whispered.
– What happened to you? – Leivead asked.
– This ghost… He is not like us. I have seen a lot in my long life, but not this! He drank my soul, it was worth looking once into his bottomless eyes.
– You killed him! It’s over now!
– No, everything is just beginning. I got to know him! Understand? You must know this necromancer spell, Leivead.
The Viscount knew. The book with forbidden knowledge lay in a closed wing, but he often secretly made his way there to, by the light of a darkened candle, glean a new secret inscribed on worn parchment. Necromancers of antiquity knew the dead from the inside in order to find a weak point and return them to their graves.
«I have come to know him, and it seems to me that now I am poisoned by his charms.» I’m afraid of becoming just like him. Please kill me. And then run before it’s too late.
– But we did not fulfill the will of my uncle! We still don’t know what happened in these parts. And these lands are under the protection of the Duke!
– You’re unlikely to find out anything. These ghosts are a dime a dozen here. I read it in a moment when I looked into the eyes of the monster. They eat souls, leaving emptiness. Dolls! All local residents are now just dolls in the hands of ghosts.
– We’ll go to the forest…
– No, you will go home. We need to assemble a Council of Necromancers. And maybe you’ll even have to ask Velzuvik for help. You can’t defeat ghosts that easily. Run before it’s too late.
Ermekar closed his eyes and showed no more signs of life. His heart was beating, his lungs were heaving, but not a word came out of his mouth.
Leivead whispered words in a forgotten language, and a bluish mist of healing spells escaped from his fingers. But it’s all useless.
– We must find out what secrets the Ennian forest keeps!
Krystell placed his hand on the young man’s shoulder.
– Have you heard that Ermekar rocks? We must deliver him to the Duke. Maybe he can heal our comrade? Leivead, beware of imprudent actions. Sometimes it’s worth retreating, but waiting for reinforcements rather than getting into trouble. There is only one life, you can’t turn it back.
Chapter 4. Council of Necromancers
Duke Rigerd wrapped himself in a warm blanket and drank a hot infusion. Councilor Otraud entered the room.
– Why don’t you feel sorry for yourself, Your Honor?
– I hate autumn! – said the Duke. – Rains. Once you get exposed to cold streams while hunting, that’s all, for a couple of weeks you are a slave to the bed.
– I brought you medicinal herbs. Add them to the broth. It is not good for a ruler to skimp on health. You know. All you have to do is snap your fingers, and Seisil’s best healers will come to you.
– Do not you understand? – whispered the Duke. – I’m tired. I’m too tired. I want to rest. And illness gives you the right to a little respite.
– Blues – this is the main cause of the disease! How could I not have guessed. This is a disease that affects kings, but not the poor. They don’t have time to think about what could have happened but didn’t!
– You know, I sometimes envy the poor. I want, like them, a carefree life. Business, constant heavy thoughts – this is the destiny of the ruler.
– I dare to distract you from melancholy, this black bile. It looks like war can’t be avoided.
After these words, there seemed to be no trace of the Duke’s illness left. The eyes lit up with lively interest. And hatred.
– Tell me, Advisor.
«Please follow me into the throne room,» said Otraud. – I caught a new criminal on the borders with Suthering.
Rigerd put on clothes that should only be worn on special occasions. When facing an enemy, you always need to look decent.
Surrounded by Eldoran guards, stood a short young man. Despite his age, his face was already adorned with several scars.
– Your Honor, we caught this man trying to execute three people…
– Three witches! They are Zeymond-worshipping witches! – the young man shouted.
– So you now decide who lives and who doesn’t on my land?! – Rigerd was indignant.
– Not me. Emperor! Sun-Face himself gave me this right. You can look at my certificate. It is in your breast pocket. Take it and admire it!
Obeying the duke’s subtle gesture, the warrior brought a parchment, folded several times, that was in the prisoner’s pocket.
– What does he allow himself! – Rigerd shouted, angrily throwing the document on the floor. Otraud immediately bent down, picking it up.
«The bearer of this has every right to administer the Imperial Court in the name of the fight against evil spirits. All persons suspected of communicating with the dark must be subjected to the test of healing fire.»
– Still was a one-of-a-kind United King. The rulers of the lands gave him this right. And then a whole retinue of governors,» said Rigerd, walking around the hall, «And Gartaur decided to go further, declaring himself emperor.» He deprived the rulers of the lands of all privileges. Previously, we were called princes, but now even this has been deprived. Where has it been seen that I was a duke! What about the princely title? Perhaps he forgot that my family comes from kings? And if necessary, we will remember this!
– The Emperor is in his right. If necessary, he can execute you, Duke! If you resist the eradication of enemies.
– What right are you talking about? He is an emperor as long as the princes allow him to do so!
– He is the Bright Lord, the messenger of good on Earth. He foresaw that Morelia, an ancient ally of Antimonikos and other followers of Zeymond, would create obstacles. Therefore, the army will soon approach your borders.
An unknown symbol flashed on the criminal’s shoulder, and the man turned to ashes in a matter of moments.
– Seal of fidelity! «It can’t
