Lucien leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes. He had yet to calm down from his eting with the Council. After a few minutes, he finally stood up and locked the bookstore door. He then closed the window blinds and glanced at his phone.
"Looks like there is still so ti to set everything," he muttered.
Tallalt reappeared by his side and handed him a silver knife and the remnant soul. Lucien nodded and placed them on the counter before he ran upstairs to grab the grimoire.
Moon was sleeping peacefully on his bed. She rely glanced at him as he entered the room and quickly ignored him after. Lucien smiled and shook his head before he ran back downstairs.
"Okay, silver blade, check. Remnant soul from a nightmare, check. The grimoire, also check. Let's do this."
Lucien took a deep breath as he moved to the middle of the bookstore, where he sat down on the floor and closed his eyes. The spell would only work if he cast it at noon. Lucien wasn't completely sure why. The grimoire didn't expand much on the subject.
It did ntion, however, how the portal needed the help of certain mana particles that appeared at noon. What were these particles? He didn't know. Were they useful for sothing else? Perhaps, but that was a question for another day.
After taking a few deep breaths to steady his mind, Lucien opened his eyes and grabbed the grimoire using Ir. He still had a few hours before noon, so he planned to use that ti to study the spell. One could never be too careful, especially when trying magic of this scale.
According to the grimoire, once he cast the spell, a portal that led to another plane would open. After that, the mana would link it to the first person to walk through it. This; was a bit confusing as Lucien assud it would automatically be bound to the caster.
Once he made it to the other plane, Lucien would have 24 hours to return. Since the portal would be linked to him, going back was not as complicated. He just needed mana.
After reading through and morizing the spell for the hundredth ti, Lucien turned to Tamlellat who stood by the door and asked:
"What do you think I should bring with ?"
The fairy paused for a second before she replied:
"I apologize if I co off as rude, my lord. But have you considered the dangers this could cause you?"
"Not really, no. I'm pretty sure that the longer I think about this, the stupider this idea would sound like, but for so reason, I still want to try it."
The fairy shook her head and continued:
"I'm not talking about only that, my lord. This new plane you are going to, the real dangers are not its residence, it's the land itself."
"What do you an? Do you know where this spell will lead ?"
Tallalt quickly shook her head and explained:
"I'm afraid I do not, my lord. That, however, does not change what I've said. Have you considered the possibility of landing sowhere inhabitable? A disease-ridden world? What is your guarantee that you will survive that plane's bacteria, the germs, the invisible components?"
Her questions made his eyes widen for a second. He didn't consider any of that. He thought the only source of danger to his well-being would be the plane's habitant. It was almost always the case in novels and stories.
Lucien pushed his hair back and released a long sigh. "The Council explores all the portals that open in our plane. What is their secret?"
Tallalt paused for a second before she answered:
"Healers, my lord. Healing spells, no matter how minor can cleanse the body of its caster. Though, of course, the stronger the spell the better."
Lucien scratched his head as he thought of the only healing spell he knew; Tadawsa. "So, what do you suggest?"
"Cast a healing spell on yourself before you go, and cast another one as soon as you arrive. Find a safe location as soon as you get there and check your mana flow. If it is undisturbed, then that would generally an that the place is safe, if you do sense a disturbance, however, isolate the area using your mana and continue applying healing magic. If that still doesn't solve the problem and the disturbance grows, then you should co back ho imdiately, my lord."
Lucien's expression hardened as he nodded and committed her words into mory. He knew that what he was doing was reckless and dangerous, but only now did he understand to what extent.
"Thank you, Tam," he said with a sincere smile.
The butler fairy gave him a deep bow and replied:
"I hope you stay safe, my lord."
"Heh, I'm sure I'd be safe if you accompanied there," he joked.
"I wish I could, but I am bound to this place. Pehaps when you rega- when you are stronger, my lord."
"Oh, so there is a way?" Lucien asked with a raised brow, to which the fairy simply nodded.
"There is always a way, my lord."
Another sigh escaped his lips as rubbed his eyes deep in thought. He was starting to have second thoughts about this whole matter. 'Maybe it's not smart to go for this after all?' He inwardly mumbled.
He was going alone to another dinsion! It seed like he didn't quite understand the magnitude of his situation. Just as he felt himself starting to panic, the sll of sweet tea brought him back to his senses.
Tallalt with an uncharacteristic smile appeared before his face and handed him a cup of tea.
"Here, for your nerves," she said.
Lucien grabbed it almost instinctively and took a sip. The sweet fragrant tea ward his insides and did wonders to his nerves. By the third sip, Lucien was able to regain his composure.
He turned to glance at the fairy and smiled:
"Thank you, Tam. I don't know what I would have done without you."
The faint smile on the fairy's face blossod into a wide one as she replied:
"I'm sure you would have managed, my lord. You are stronger than you think."
"Heh, and a whole lot dumber it seems as well," he chuckled and answered. The fairy simply shook her head and refrained from speaking any further.
The sound of his alarm nearly made him jump. Lucien grabbed his phone and glanced at the clock. It was almost ti.
He took a deep breath and glanced to Tallalt:
"Please clear the area."
The fairy's face quickly turned solemn as she snapped her fingers. Lucien watched as the center of the bookstore was cleared from all books. The small chair he placed for Anna has been pushed away as well, leaving behind an empty area.
"Should be enough," he spoke and grabbed his silver blade.
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