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- Well and … - I threateningly clenched fists.

- What "well and …"? What you from me want to hear?

- Explanations! Why you made such crime why you acted with the person this way - the most beloved creation of the Creator!

- Here therefore I from you also kept a secret my work in the Lower Tselestiya. You will never understand … The woman - she is also the woman - a fragile vessel as the Creator … told - he waved a hand, and then right there lingeringly yawned, and, as well as then, was filled up on a bed and instantly fell asleep, loudly snoring on all meadow.

- You are right, the husband, I will never understand it, - I whispered about myself and, without thinking twice, dressed a rim of the Analyzer on the head and was accepted, as well as that time, to scan memory of the husband.

And at dawn I departed on the scheduled meeting of Council - conductresses of divisions with reports on affairs in the Lower Tselestiya arrived, I needed to hear their report.

And then, in the heat of a meeting of Council, Azail was …

It was possible to imagine his surprise when he saw me with daughters on its place - to its throne we attached two more, on each side - on the empty man's stands, and when at its emergence all sisters lifted hubbub …

His face turned white as chalk, lips began to tremble. He did not tell words - quickly left from Halls. And at an exit it was already waited by brothers led by Snow-white-white which did not fail "to bring him up to date" …

Any more it any more never came to my flower.

And I, for the first time for so many thousands of years, all night long sobbed as the little girl!

And then to me the second time in life was the Creator!

When I sobbed, suddenly my bud lit up blindingly bright light and I again as uncountable a millennium ago, heard this unusually gentle, tender Voice from which my tears dried at once and it became so quiet and joyful at heart!

- Stella, Stella! Do not cry, the loved daughter my Stella!

- Creator? You?

- Yes, I.

I kneelt then, put the palms in prayful gesture and with great feeling started talking:

- Creator! Answer me, the Creator! Why people? Why monsters? Why Azail? From where all this? That …

- More quietly, Stella, more quietly … It is too much questions … Azail - my most beloved creation - any more will not return to you! His heart became hardened with pride and became as a stone.

I felt ill at ease. I in exhaustion fell by a flower bed.

- But you do not despond, Stella! I will not leave the care about it and about you as the father of the beloved of children will not leave. I blessed you once, and my blessing will be with both of you always, as well as with all your sort. And you … I bless you on business which you have in the heart, - help people, blagotvor the world entrusted to you - it needs a desire of thine heart to me. Now you and your daughters will be Knowledge of celestial race. Let your mutual love to each other, let your agreement of opinion in commission of good will be all example.

- And We will justify your trust! - I cried, jumping on legs, for myself and for daughters.

There was a significant pause, and then the Voice became sad:

- I already heard the same from my most beloved creation - Azaila … Stella, the daughter my Stella, remember, I blessed you only on good - this in the world kind and eternal, love this world and its beings as yourself, care about it is mute, as about the child … But remember WHEN YOU CREATE the EVIL - I will not be with you. However, and then I will be able to turn your evil into good … And still, Stella, remember that in this world, the love is the most precious and the treasure, only for Me! Remember it, Stella, remember …

- But, the Creator, answer me … - I to Him wanted to set tens and tens of questions tormenting me, and first of all as I can "create the evil" to the world if I intend to do good only, but the Creator disappeared, also suddenly, as well as appeared … And after that me and my daughters sleeping in other buds filled Sil and Knowledge from above, and then I and they became really a single whole,
Triune Knowledge
.

8.

However, We were fond, forgotten. The main thing that We wanted to tell consists that the Creator is unclear and unpredictable, but one in It is predictable - He most of all appreciates love and helps loving. And therefore it is no wonder that He interfered with history with the fairy and her "Prince" - He always on the party loving. And this circumstance became our bargaining chip in this game, it became our most advantageous card in this fight at the price of which - existence of Tselestiya!

And so, as soon as it became known from foreign intelligence of patrol of "STING" that the field was gone, We at once gave the order on the beginning of the operation "Punishment". We will slam both at once - both the Invincible Sun, and Murin with their frenzied leader, (which, of course, has nothing in common with our husband and the father, except a name). And when cleaning will end and the space will be cleaned and disinfected, We on this place will suit the new reserve and the research center of local flora and fauna - the area of the Oversea country still maloizuchen and it is necessary to leave it untouched, types which disappeared in other regions of Tselestiya remained there!

And now, We, Triune Knowledge, are in well equipped Command Center on one of the special flying clouds and we see all battlefield on the screen. We see an arrangement of our parts, the opponent's arrangement, objects of the district. We are ready, We are ready to strike blow and to put the end to a great cause of a final celebration of the Sacred Principles of the Order and Prosperity in all Lower Tselestiya, in all multithousand-year opposition of Good with the Evil.

- Well, the sister, is time to begin! Yes the Creator, sisters on behalf of Whom and for the sake of Which we act and there will be this battle by the last in sacred business of a celebration of the Sacred Principles of the Order and Prosperity, in all multithousand-year fight of Good against the Evil will be with us! To fight, sisters, readiness number 1!

Chapter 18. Shah, shah, shah and … castling.

1.

The first several moments the Fairy could not understand what happens to her. From shrill squeal she for some time absolutely became deaf. The head was turned and she stood on the feet unsteadily.

She was brought by blow in a cheek round.

- What I am a silly woman, the filled silly woman! - the familiar metal voice was distributed in the head of the Fairy. - As I could believe you! "The only girlfriend", "friends", "Lily"! And itself spied on me and brought to me all this crowd! And I, the silly woman, disconnected the Stream and now is absolutely defenseless, perfectly! Come, take barehanded! Spray on quarks! Proklyatye! The Stream would be included, I would burn all of them - would not manage to blink an eye also!

- Lily, I beg! I knew nothing, upon my life! - fell on knees before the invisible girlfriend Feya, breaking into tears and having very firmly linked the white handles in prayful gesture. - Forgive me!

- Fail you propady and all your mean sort! - contemptuously the voice answered it. - And I to them so just will not give up!

- Lily dear! - Prinze exclaimed, - Wait, I am with you! Allow me to protect you! I will not leave you to die one!

- Prince?! Do not dare! You went crazy! - the Fairy cried. - You will be sprayed! I as your wife immediately order you to stand here, the patrol will not arrive yet and will not arrest you - it is your only chance to survive! And I will beg Triune Knowledge to spare also you, and Poured!

- What do you take me for?! - Prinze's lips nervously twitched, the person turned white as a cloth, fists were clenched. - For a drone, for a manual puppy or a kitten, for a toy?! All of you there, - here he pointed a finger at the sky - went mad, perhaps?! I am a man, and my man's debt to protect the weakest, the woman who appeared in trouble! And from this debt, believe me, I will not recede!

- Hurry up, Prinze, they will be here soon! - cried out Lily. - Run for me, we still will manage to barricade in a vault - I have the second Transformer! We will be able to give them worthy repulse soon! We run, rather!

- At-and-and-and-ints! Not-e-e-et!!!! - the Fairy cried and raised hands to strike the paralyzing stab in the back to the running-away Prinze, but at this moment something brought down her from legs. It fell backwards and huge three-headed Murina got up on her breast:

- Tish-sh-sh-sh-sh-e, tish-sh-sh-sh-sh-e, dorogush-sh-sh-sha! Pusssst goes, yes-sss, pussssst. Your s-s-s-s-stal nastoyashch-shch-shch-shchim soldier, yes-sss, dos-s-s-s-s-toynym of Az-z-z-zaila army Wise, yes-sss, dossssstoyny …

- Fool you, Azail! As you do not understand, male fools that your games in tell-tales and war game too expensive cost to our country! Unless you do not see how many blood and sufferings on your hands, "soldiers", fie! - The fairy once again moved, trying to be exempted from tenacious pads of Azail, but could not. - Release! - And the Fairy moved once again, but only on the third time she managed to be released and that is only because Azail disappeared without a trace, disappeared, as well as Prinze, and the Invincible Sun and Animals too somewhere were gone.

The fairy got up, in a feminine way carefully shook off clothes dust, corrected a hairdress, and the first soldiers of army of Community reached this moment a surface of a plateau. Two big blue mantikor entirely weaved from air were exorcized suddenly on Fane language:

- The keeper of the Limit No. 3, you should proceed for us in the Command Center, you are called by their Knowledge personally.

- I do not dare to oppose, - the Fairy said and sat down on one of a mantikor. It immediately soared up into air and rushed towards the Flying Cloud.

And at this time other winged creatures already flew up to a defenseless Gold Tower, and the first golems and a Cyclops already rose by a plateau on nobody to the protected Ladder.

Thousands and thousands, tens of thousands of pink flying monkeys with long and big, as at bats, wings and magic staffs of the same color in paws. Blue and blue mantikor - winged lions with a long scorpion tail and a dense mane. Two-headed and three-headed brown eagles. Snow-white griffins - signature stamps with a lion's body. Huge winged men with brains of a falcon and other winged creatures which the imagination of fairies can only guess. All weaved from air, all are brightly poured on already quite highly ascended sun. Thousands, tens of thousands of dark red granite and snow-white-white marble golems, above human growth, with long brawny hands, with the huge stone bludgeons (weighing five-six large men) capable to break a skull to a dragon. High, in natural growth, a basalt brown Cyclops with a glass yellow eye on a forehead at everyone, with stone axes of time in three big, than bludgeons at golems, in hands.

And all of them cover a ring the Gold Tower, a dense ring through which also the mosquito will not break, preparing for decisive storm of a citadel of the Invincible Sun.

The prince ran on ladders of the become empty and extinct Gold Hall, down and down, in the depth - a tier behind a tier - down, down, down, quicker and quicker, the account went on moments!

- Quicker, my dear Prinze, quicker, we have not enough time! Hurry up! - continually there was in his consciousness a familiar voice. - My life and honor in your hands! Now only you in forces to rescue me as earlier I - you!

- But … we … all … is equal … we will not be in time … - winded by fast running of Prinze., - They … quickly … fly …

- Murin and dwarfs will detain, they have nothing to lose, - the Voice answered it.

 

2.

The first hordes winged a mantikor, flying monkeys, griffins and winged giants rose to gate. Slightly at some distance the first marble and granite golems and one big Cyclops - rolling wildly the only eye made of color glass walked quickly. To rise they rose, but did not decide to enter inside - something this silence was very suspicious.

At last, one marble golem took the plunge to a doorway forward. And only he crossed through a threshold as from above from everything to scope the big stone plate fell to it.

Bu at-at-mind! Hr-ya-ya-yas! And the golem broke into small pieces, and the doorway was absolutely blocked by a stone plate.

Bu at-at-mind! Bu at-at-mind! Bu at-at-mind! Bu at-at-at-mind! The same plates got on other doorways and windows of the Gold Hall also tightly were more increasing are blocked by the same plates, as door, only the smaller size.

Golems right there began to hit into a stone plate with the stone bludgeons, but from bludgeons only flew away stone crumbs, without doing any harm to plates from the granite revetted to mirror gloss.

Then a Cyclops, having pulled out gold trees with a root and having made of them similarity of a ram, from all forces struck a plate. But gold - soft metal, and therefore gold trunks of trees were just bent in their sharp-clawed stone paws, without having done any harm to a plate.

While stupid stone heads of golems and a Cyclops pushed the owners on such silly actions, fairies in the Command Center estimated the changed situation.

The command Center was located in the Hall of Meetings (the exact copy of the building of the same name on the Island of fairies) on the Flying Island soaring in air miles in twenty from the Gold Tower. Tens of thousands of fairies sat in the stands differing from the original only in the color - celestial-blue instead of pink. At everyone before eyes the transparent sphere of three feiny heads in size in the diameter in which each of them looked hanged in air. These spheres were connected to avatars and through their eyes fairies could see everything that happened on the Gold Mountain and to operate their actions. On the lowermost tribune, among the highest officers of "STING", sat Pearl-white and through the sphere she mentally directed actions of all other sisters, at the same time telepathic conferring concerning especially important measures with the immediate environment.

Having seen that the entrance to the Tower is tightly blocked, Pearl-white did not become puzzled. On her order, fairies joined hands, having formed a magic chain, and already spun a spell which had to crack a wall. The principle of this spell was simple. It was necessary just "to order" to a stone to grow old to such an extent and by that during only a few moments to turn it into a heap of harmless sand.

The spell demanded a lot of time, it was necessary to consider many various variables to get into the depth of structure of a stone plate. And after that one of avatars - the healthy, hefty humanoid big fellow with huge bird's wings behind a back and the head in the form of a falcon operated by one of fairies of the second rank approached directly a plate and touched it. Through his consciousness the plate was reached by the mental order of kind one thousand fairies of the 35th number of stands - "Is older! Immediately!" And here, in only a few moments, the plate became covered by a thin network of cracks, on it a time and chips were found. Even a moment - and it broke up to an uncountable set of small pebble and sand.

Business was made. Pass was open. The same was done several minutes by other avatars with other plates later and from the different parties of a horde of Skies rushed in the Gold Hall.

- The first column, an avatar No. O-8-451, upward - to comb the second floor … The twenty fifth column, the golem No. G-A8B5 to comb the top ladder which goes from the next hall … The thirteenth column, an avatar No. G-9-162, examine a ladder at the end of the Emerald hall … Eighteenth column … Thirty sixth column … Fifty eighth column …

From the Command Center all new and new orders rushed, and groups of creatures crept away on the Gold Hall as ants on a tree. And all new and their new legions arrived by air and on a ladder. But the Gold Hall persistently was silent as though expecting until all troops gets lost in an infinite labyrinth of floors and corridors then to slam an invisible door of a trap and to slam all at once.

The Command center of the fairy was much alarmed. What is prepared by this madwoman this time? Golems and avatars rummaged around almost all floors of this very tall building, got to the very top of the Viewing Tower and even found the Transformer standing there - it stood idle and disconnected - but did not find any resistance, and, the most important, neither the Invincible Sun, nor Azail, nor Prinze found. This circumstance seriously disturbed both fairies, and Pearl-white, and Triune Knowledge.

The triune Knowledge sat on three celestial-blue thrones in the certain room, to the right of the Command Center, near Vizator who represented a big round table from blue glass on which reflecting surface all district map including the Gold Hall in a section was highlighted. Thereby She could see distinctly everything that happens on each floor, in each room and the hall.

She saw how everywhere scurried about small as murash, figures of golems and avatars. But this picture did not occupy Triune Knowledge any more. The shah delivered by it to the Invincible Sun, so skillfully and so perfectly, did not lead to a mat. The invincible Sun as the skilled chess player, took away the main figures from under blow, having covered with pawns. The Triune Knowledge could not deliver it the second shah yet.

 

3.

- The sister, - addressed the Second of Three to standing nearby silent as a statue to the maid of honor - the fairy of the 1st rank. - Tell, please, the Keeper of the Limit No. 3 is brought to the Command Center how We asked?

- Yes, your Knowledge, it is delivered and ready to an audience.

- Let will enter, - the Second Knowledge imperiously told, and two others inclined in agreement the heads. And about themselves all three thought: "Perhaps, this fairy will also be that figure which will help to deliver to the Invincible Sun the second shah. Let's look whether it will leave him also, as from the first …"

In spacious, shining the soft blue light reflected from the live, breathing blue columns and walls, the room the Beautiful Fairy entered. It was a little pale, eyelids of her eyes slightly swelled up, and whites of the eyes - reddened, as well as a tip of her nose. It was visible that she still quite recently cried, and meant a lot of work for her to take itself under control before an audience at the most Triune Knowledge - the first audience for all the ten-thousand-year life.

It shy approached three thrones on which sat identical as three drops of water, of the fairy, in purple tunics and long purple cloaks, with equally passionless and majestic persons and long golden hair, falling waves on shoulders, with identical gold hoops on the heads with large blood-red rubies.

- Why you cry, the child Moye? - soft and almost motherly by a gentle voice the Second of Three told, stridently looking her in eyes and the Fairy could not at all desire look away from it. And then, without waiting for her answer, all three Knowledge knowingly nodded. - And - and-and, you, probably, regret that your husband betrayed all of us and went over to our enemies - enemies of Community, the Sacred Principles and the Creator! You worry about its destiny, the poor thing … It is familiar, familiar to us …

At these words Fairy turned white as swept and failed on knees directly before six identical purple sandals of Knowledge and, breaking into tears and being enough them in turn with handles, the broken voice hasty as if being afraid that will not allow to finish speaking to it, began to wail:

- Your Knowledge, it is not guilty! It is not guilty very at all! It is simply bewitched! It is crazy, he is not responsible for the acts! He is not responsible for them very at all!. - and suddenly, as if on some intuition, began to wail. - It
It
and, it
It
is guilty of everything!
It
bewitched him!
It
took control of his mind!
It

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