The Hun God Swords - Angel of hope

Untitled Part 178

Seruzád walked firmly back from the altar all the way to Eszkam, then stopped next to the high priest, who was still sitting next to Attila, examining its features. He gave instructions to the general, who followed them. He performed simple tests that healers are accustomed to.

The queen handed the scroll in her hand to the high priest:

- What's in it? What is the desire of the gods?

" Proclaimed this morning, Bleda resigns from the throne, citing a painful disease in her body in favor of her brother." Attila will be crowned tomorrow, and at the same time he will announce the creation of a sub-kingdom in the east, where Bleda will rule. With this, the Hun empire is also divided into two parts, like the Roman. This way they can protect their borders. This is Nimrod's wish.

" I hope Attila recovers soon." He puts a heavy burden on his shoulders. What else did you learn from him that might affect me? "Oskam's question surprised the queen."

- Did you watch me, High Priest? She spoke a little angrily. - Well, not much. I asked about Bleda. Seruzad looked at Eskam with piercing eyes. "I was looking for a reason why Gorda's magic didn't affect him and why it changed."

- And? What was the reason?

- Blood contract.

- How? Did you know about this, Gorda? - Eskam's question split sharply in the mind of the high priest, while Gordana passed on his thoughts. Everything he saw as he explored the place of Bleda's initiation with Horka.

- No. Gorda made no secret of his surprise, and began to scratch the top of his head as he relived the thoughts he had received from Eskam in almost an instant. He turned incomprehensibly to the outcasts, who were still standing behind the altar, looking in the direction of everything, scratching, just not having to look Gorda in the eye.

- I believe you, Gorda. And what can we do about magic? Eskam turned to the Queen of the Night again, catching the eye as he scanned Attila's face. It was as if the woman was searching through Attila's thoughts. At least that's what Eszkam thought. - Is there a way?

She looked at Eskam again. He immediately sensed the high priest's suspicion, so he turned his attention to Bleda. He walked over to Rijeka. He pulled his hand over Bleda's body, whose body began to shine in a silvery light. Seruzág was still watching the man's silvery glow, then put his hand on top of Bleda's head.

- The power of the moon is great. But I don't have the strength to break its dark charm either. Whose blood this man drank is no longer in the line of those who live on earth. His body and blood were shattered all over him, so there was no normal way to make a potion that could break the lock of a magic burned in Bleda's mind.

- So it's inescapable? The high priest marveled at her words.

- Not completely. The woman drew a rose on Bleda's forehead, which suddenly shone in a dazzling silver light, then disappeared as if it had been sucked into the man's skin. "Because of the stabbing of Attila's sword, this silver robe allows him to turn into a beast only if he wants to." You will not have pain. I have no way to change his other desires, his hunger for power, his fornication. The queen pointed to the scroll. "According to the writing, you must have the opportunity to leave earthly existence as a man, as a king. This is also Nimrod's wish. They blame me for that. Seruzad looked at Eszkam's face with interest, seeing the features of suspicion flash for a moment. - But there's something else. "The queen was made by her sharp mind centuries ago by a high priest who knew that." "There's a young man with his swords glowing blue." As Seruzad uttered these words, he marched toward the light shining in silver among the talts, raised his right arm, and stared in amazement at the three main talents as the silver image of the rising moon reappeared in the open dome at the Queen's urging. "Perhaps His power can save Bleda." If the boy wants to. "With that, the queen disappeared from the room, as did the silver color that had shone on the ornate hall so far, and the image of the moon from the dome.

The silver light was replaced by darkness in the room. Gorda immediately lit a fire and released the flame into a recess in the wall. The light on the walls in the hall now began to play in gold. Eskam looked questioningly at Rijeka, who immediately began to speak:

- Don't look at me like that, Eskam. He does not give the power of the queen of the night for free. If I don't tell him about Oguz, he'll come and help us. Without him, they would both be dead.

Eskam nodded, then said:

- I have to find the boy right away. I don't remember where I last saw it. But I have a bad feeling.

- Didn't you bring it with you? Rijeka's question was confusing.

- I don't remember a priestess. I do not remember.

As Gorda and Eskam helped the twenty-one off the stone floor, they took off their casual blindfolds and then helped get the bodyguards out of the hall as well. Whoever needed it, they put a decoction in their mouths so that their minds would not be disturbed. His eyes were checked on everything.

Bleda's weak, wounded body was taken to her apartment by her bodyguard commander and her most loyal servants, where Gorda cared for her.

No man died in the ornate room that night. The talts were satisfied.