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автор Nikolai Yakunenkov

Nikolai Yakunenkov

Tale of five wizards

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© Nikolai Yakunenkov, 2018

In the distant Kingdom lived five wizards. Their skills and knowledge were revered among the inhabitants and encouraged at the state level, bringing wealth and peace of mind. But then they were challenged, able to shake the Foundation of their magical art, and the very foundations of the Kingdom, and who thrown...an ordinary peasant.

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Contents

1. Tale of five wizards

In one distant Kingdom, somewhere on the edge of the earth, lived five wizards. They were brothers and so utterly not similar on each other, that many could not to believe in their relatedness.

The oldest was called Gula, and he loved to eat, could enjoy the food even all day long. The hum was very thick, moved on his feet very hard, and when tossed and turned in a dream on his oak bed, the crackle of the springs under it was heard in all the surrounding houses. And he taught everyone the art of eating and enjoying food.

The second oldest brother was called Avarus. This magician had a reputation of a great rich man, so that the king himself often asked him for a loan of money, however, at a very high interest rate. Avarus spent the whole day among his chests with jewels and gold coins, which were simply bursting with excess stored, replenished invariably every day. But there was a rare period of time when he appeared among the inhabitants of the Kingdom to teach the art of wealth accumulation, and, moreover, generously shared his great knowledge. Avarus and Hum were very close as a family, regularly visited each other and helped as needed: senior — products that could create even from the air, and the second oldest brother certain sums of money to send him on his hand.

Middle brother-the magician bore the name Iry. He was very grouchy and always in conflicts, even with the king himself, after which the monarch even forbade him to appear near his Palace and say his name aloud to all his citizens. On this commandment of the crowned person, irii was terribly offended and moved to live in the mountains, on the edge of a dangerous cliff, building his house with high walls there. Brothers, he just can not stand to endure them could not, and this feeling to their own edinorossam seemed to be born with it.

Vanit was the fourth brother and very boorish. Not a day passed that he did not fail to remind someone with an enthusiastic look of his high status of a wizard. If he went for a walk on the city street, it could be easily seen from afar, such complacency radiated his face, it is in perfect harmony with those lush and bright outfits, dressed in his short body. It was hard not to notice such a happy man. But if someone Venita stopped with a certain issue, it before you keep any response, always made it clear to the questioner with whom he has the honour of talking, and this long-winded tirade could not last one minute. So ambitious was the fourth brother is a wizard.

The fifth and youngest of all the brothers bore the name of Superboy. He was considered the most favorite child of his parents, so he was allowed everything from early childhood. Any whim, any his unholy desire always were executed by the father and mother so quickly that, it seemed, the beam of light is much slower than their zealous actions for the sake of the beloved offspring. Already having matured, Superbay was different from other intractable character, which was based on the complete rejection of any authorities. He never greeted anybody, and even the slightest favor didn’t show when he was welcomed by citizens. His art, he passed only to those children and adolescents, who considered at least how much worthy to be with him.

All five brothers were reputed to be very respected wizards of the Kingdom, and each family considered it a great honor to send their children to study with one of them. There was no exception and the Royal family, which asked, despite the mutual rejection, the middle of the Iria on the education of the king’s son, the only heir to the throne, so delicate magical art, how he mastered to perfection. He took that in training, but first as it should be read all day long “disrespectful and harmful monarch of our rotting Kingdom” for all his true and imaginary grievances that caused him the Royal family, giving away from the Palace and making a hermit.

But somehow in the Kingdom, born to a family of peasants son. Born was born, if born little children, boys in such a prosperous Kingdom… But the most remarkable thing happened later, when the onset of the age of the father of the child in reply the Ministry of Education referral form for admission to the apprentice to one of the wizards wrote that the boy will not pass study none of them. To High Officials was a real incident, similar to the practice of the system of education never happened, because every child of the Kingdom just had to have a training course of magic in the knowledge of one of the magical arts, or social standards of the state, he was considered not ready for adult life. This continued for a decade, was the key to the prosperity of the Kingdom, because of the High scientific Council on the basis of numerous scientific studies have shown that application in the lives of these five is so revered magical arts gives citizens a high level of prosperity and Kingdom, a happy and contented life people.

For the Ministry of education of the Kingdom, the refusal of the father of a seven — year-old boy was a real blow to the entire system of training future and promising citizens, and for the state-a strong fluctuation in the very foundations of his prosperous life. None of the High Officials even knew how to respond to this situation, because such in the history of society has never been. A Large Council was convened, which met all evening and all night in search of a way out of the situation and understanding of such an act of the child’s father. And to anything didn’t come, except that in the morning to send the Envoy to the peasant for clarification of the reason of refusal of training at one of five great wizards bringing enormous advantage to the state. The king with an alert with bad news decided to wait, suddenly everything will be fine. But did not pass also hour as the dejected, the Messenger was already in the waiting room of the Ministry, which came to him in haste by members of the High Board said in a trembling voice that the rebellious father of the boy himself decided to teach the magic art. And to the question what and what kind of magic art, the peasant only shook his head with a smile and disappeared behind the door of the house, leaving the Envoy in bewilderment in the street to guess what the man meant.

It was decided by the High Board of the Ministry of Education to convey such sad news about the refusal of training urgently to the five brothers-wizards.

Wizards were upset, even in anger, irii smashed his most beloved and beautiful black vase on the floor with his hand, and decided to gather together to go to the house of the peasant to find out the full circumstances of the egregious case, as well as to find out what new such magical art appeared, which he owns.

And when the sun began to set over the horizon and everyone in the village was getting ready for bed, a loud and demanding knock was heard at the door of the peasant’s hut. The brothers-wizards came on an urgent visit to the farmer who refused to teach his offspring. But they were not immediately opened the door, so followed by a new hail of impatient strikes from outside the house. There was a slow clatter coming from the depth of the hut. The door opened with a soft creak, and the brothers saw before them a medium-height man with short, curly at the ends of blonde hair on his head.

— What do you want, ladies and gentlemen of the great wizards? What brings you here at the hour of all five? said the farmer, standing in the doorway, and then added. — AAA… I think… guess You probably question my denial of my son’s do you have? Well, I will say in advance, I do not intend to change my decision on this matter.

— Why? vanith cried, stepping closer to the man. — You doubt the power of our magic knowledge? Are you questioning the very basis of the true happiness of the entire population of the Kingdom?

— Answer immediately! — could not resist Iry, his face beginning to fill with Burgundy paint. “Can’t you see who came to you at this late hour?”?

But then closed him speak of the brothers stepped forward, walking heavily, senior Hum:

— Calm down, honourable wizards. I think we will find out all this soon, but first let’s get acquainted with those with whom we have the honor to talk now. Us, I mean, you do not make sense to imagine, we are very famous in his Kingdom, so call now you by name.

He lifted his head up smugly, expecting the fulfillment of his request, iriy behind him muffled giggled and Superboy dissatisfied pursed his thin pale lips.

My name is Simplic, peasant unabashedly leaned back against the door and took a relaxed pose, looking forward to the future futility of the conversation. — My name is the most common, but I’m proud of it. I think he’s one of the most beautiful in the world. Yes, Mr. Gula, I know your names, regalia and services to the crown. You are respected and your opinion is always authoritative. But, in order not to turn this meeting into an endless conversation with various interjections and emotions, I want to warn you that I do not intend to change my decision on the refusal to teach my son your magic arts, to this my wife and I came before his birth, that is more than seven years ago. And all your arguments, Drones, Iry, Superboy, Avarus, Venit, he every named wizard respectfully bowed head, ' I consider it completely unsuitable for my mind and for my son’s future.

— This is why you so decided to, irrational!? — I could not resist silent until Venit, and his beard frantically shook with anger. — Do you have the audacity to dare those, thanks to whom your family now lives, without feeling the need?

Simply pushed back from the door and straightened, his whole appearance spoke of the resolute determination and self-righteousness:

You, dear wizards, bearers of the five magical arts, your names are given to you at birth parents, clearly talking about the knowledge that you are fluent in, preserve and generously transmit to the younger generation. Gula is a master of gluttony, eats for an hour during Breakfast, lunch and dinner; Avarus is very greedy, his element is the ringing of gold and silver coins in the chests that filled his whole house; the anger of the irius forced even our monarch to issue the highest decree limiting his presence near the Palace; the sharp vanity of Vanita walks in front of his master, it pierces everything around, it is only Venita to step on the knocked stones of the street; and Superbay, still, apparently, with the mother’s milk absorbed the art of arrogance. No, dear wizards, I have come to the conclusion that your magical knowledge is not the most important and necessary for my boy. There is the only magic that is needed, like blood and flesh, to be absorbed by the son and to accompany him throughout his life. You could know it too, if you wanted to, but I’m afraid it would be in vain, as it would conflict with your knowledge of magic. I have nothing more to say to you, guests, so draw conclusions, and my answer, common to all, sounds like this: “I will not give any of you my son to study!”

With these words Simply opened the door of his house, and quickly disappeared behind it, loud click of the deadbolt and leaving the brotherhood of wizards in a discouraging condition after he expressed these words.

Hey, Simply good. — was rushed to the locked door Venit and short, but loud enough to heard inside, knocked on it. — Tell me, at least, what kind of art is valued by you above ours? Simply! Respond!

But it was only silence, eloquent and difficult for the hearts of the brothers.

Wizards have never met such a brazen and disrespectful treatment in their entire long life. They even under the influence of the surging painful emotions were going to spread into chips, literally bare hands, a small peasant house, and the Iry, who was flushed with resentment, went even further with his proposal to burn down and burn down the house of the daring apostate. But that would be a crime that would discredit the honor and reputation of the high state title of wizard. Because very quickly, though, by incredible efforts, the brothers forced himself to be calm, and began a friendly discussion on how they ought to proceed further, because the position rejected by some peasant with a strange name teachers was not collected.

Then, gathered in a semicircle near the kindled right behind the fence of the yard Simplika fire, the brothers began to hold advice on how to proceed to save his shaken was a reputation. After an hour of heated discussion, where many expressed, and even the most incredible in their ingenuity proposals for further action, it was supposed to influence the son of Simplik himself in order that he, in defiance of the will of the father, chose to learn from one of them. And began to action…

Barely noticeable earthen road whimsically looped on the outskirts of the dense forest, as if outlined the border of his possessions. On the other hand, there was a wide white-yellow field with thick wheat crops. The sun was at its Zenith, generously giving warmth and light to all who could touch their burning rays.

Somewhere deep in the woods happily chirped invisible bird, adding to the relaxed summer rolling silence new paint sounds. A gentle breeze gently tended the swollen seed ears in the direction of creating the whole space of the field feeling unsteady sea breeze.

But here in this beautiful picture of a nice summer day intervened a new sound. Someone who could not even see the nimble rays of the sun, led himself to a lively conversation, and a ringing and thin voice, seasoned with a lax tone of seriousness, said that it belongs to the child. Indeed, the curtain of the extreme road spikes sharply parted and the road went the little boy looks about seven. Smeared berries from the red mouth and the dusty, straw-colored hair contrasted fiercely in his appearance.

— You will not be able to overpower me, sir Havik as though I am not strong physically, but strong in spirit truth.

— I don’t think your true spirit will help you with the dignity to hold his sword against mine, sir Ivil, — the other is a tone loudly said the boy, clearly portraying a different source in such a warm debate. — Look how…

Here the child took a turn, suddenly for himself suddenly being in the open space of the road and almost losing his balance, stepping foot into the deepening of the track. He hesitated and looked around, choosing where to go, as a few steps from him landed a strange bird with a bright rainbow plumage. She froze, looking carefully at the child, too, and the boy did. This continued for a short time, after which the child is greatly good-naturedly smiled at the bird, similarly, as it seemed, did she. A light wave of colorful wings, and an amazing animal landed on his shoulder, gently biting his claws into the gray peasant shirt of free cut. And the black beads of the bird’s eyes stared brazenly at the boy’s heavenly-colored eyes, as if they were about to say something at this moment, something very urgent. A faint, warm wind blew. He ruffled and lifted up the rainbow feathers of an amazing bird. And suddenly… they lit up with a bright yellow-red flame, so bright and dazzling that even the light of the sun around them faded. And, having covered with a mighty heat, the burning bird rushed in flight, in a thicket of the wood, having left behind a fiery-Golden loop in air.

Overwhelmed with fear for the poor animal, and at the same time and curiosity, the boy rushed after her, breaking through the unyielding branches of bushes and trees. Wading deep into the thicket and causing his movements a sharp crackle, he finally came across a wide and bright clearing, where in the middle of it on a thick and spread out patterned carpet were all sorts of confectionery products from expensive candy, neatly laid out on deep vases, to chocolate figures of various animals, towering over the carpet as much as half a meter. And all this abundance was crowned with a huge biscuit cake with an unquenchable number of layers. At the head of this amazing “table” sat the same not so long ago suddenly suddenly caught fire bird, but in the snow-white plumage and growth with man. The child was amazed by what he saw, but even more he was struck by the way the bird sat. Arms akimbo in front of him and crossing her legs, it could easily be mistaken for some important person from the human race, if not for her appearance, pointing to the feathered origin.

The bird is a gesture of both wings, invited the boy to the table, then spoke in a human voice rough:

— Asking me to taste all these delights. Here all for you. You can eat as much as you want, no one will stop you. It is a gratitude for participating in my destiny, which turned out to be pleasant to my heart.

The boy looked at the huge bird in surprise, trying to make sense of the fact that, it turns out, some birds have a speech, at least, very large, and uttered with distrust:

— My parents are strictly forbidden to start a conversation with strangers, and this is not to mention the fact that I was sitting with them at the same table, or rather a carpet.

— So let’s meet, my young friend. My name is Argut, and I am the king of all birds from the far North to the invisible South. What’s your name?

— Gaudi! the child exhaled loudly.

— See, now that we’ve met, I’m not that unfamiliar. And now I urge you to try these amazing dishes that I have prepared especially for you, because you are very tired on a walk around the field and need to eat quickly. You’re hungry, right?

“Yes,” said Gaudi, approaching the carpet with embarrassment and sweet food. — Tell me, Argut, please, and that all the birds actually know how to talk like you?

Argut’s beak distorted a kind of smile bordering on a contemptuous grin that the boy did not like:

They can’t. Only kings can afford this, but they are also capable of thinking in a similar way to humans, and sometimes surpass them in this.

“Funny,” gaudí carefully picked up a piece of candy in a shiny wrapper and slowly unwrapped it and bit off a small piece of chocolate glaze. Pleasant astringency tied thin scarlet lips and tongue, slid across the sky, rushing down the throat. Ooh, delicious! The boy took another piece of candy, a little more, then another. And suddenly he felt completely fed. But the temptation to eat the whole candy, and then another, and behind it, and the third embraced his mind clinging arms.

Smiling and watching this action, Argut nodded his head, cheering Gaudi with all his appearance:

“Bravely, everything that is here is just for you, my young friend. You just have to reach out. I would recommend to try that chocolate cock with a high scallop, it’s just stunningly tasty.

The boy looked at the king of birds, his eyes were shining with joy. But this joy was some kind of unnatural, self-contained, vain joy of the victory over the desires of the child. Gaudí felt uncomfortable with the expression of the bird’s “face” and he spat out the remains of the chewed candy from his mouth without hesitation. Quickly wiped his lips with his hand.

— What is it? What’s the matter? — exclaimed Argut, slowly rising on their paws. — You don’t like sweets?

“I’m not hungry anymore,” Gaudi said. — I don’t want to eat anymore. Thank you very much, king of the birds.

— You won’t even touch the other sweets? Try at least this beautiful cake, it was specially baked at the hour when I learned that lives in the world such a wonderful boy like you — and Argut wing like a feather, caught up sparkling under the sun multilayer work of culinary art.

— Thanks, but I already am full, — again sounded in response to so a tempting proposal.

And immediately a powerful blow thrown in the face of Gaudi cake almost knocked him down. His face was completely dirty in a chocolate biscuit, his eyes stuck together. Gaudí quickly swept away the sticky mass from his face and seeing as Argut fiercely launched his wings into a vase of candy to make a new attacking throw, ran that there was strength away from the king of birds. Tears of resentment rolled into his eyes, but he managed to keep them. Ow!.. Gaudí with the power bumped his head in the pen belly Arguta. He jumped the other way. And again the man appeared in front of him, already swinging with the wing. Another moment, and a whole hail of candy covered the child from head to toe.

Stop, rascal! I’m gonna make you try it anyway! the voice of the king of birds roared in the air, and the color of his feathers turned black, and his beak became bright red. — You can’t get off me like that! Like my sweets? Like?

Gaudi was rushed back from blocking a powerful pen arguta wall, but he somehow appeared in front of him. Wherever he ran, a big bird with a magnificent plumage was already there. And then despair struck the poor child. A mixture of awakening bouts of tears and anger began to awaken lump in his young chest. But quickly picking himself up, Gaudi picked up a handful of scattered candies from the ground and raised it over his head, ready to send it all to the attacker.

Again, a bad smile distorted the Argut’s beak, forming a disgusting grimace. The king of birds froze, waiting for the next action of the boy. But suddenly the child opened his hand, and candy with a soft rustle crumpled wrapper fell to the ground. Argut bowed his head in defeat and disappeared the next moment, as if he had vanished into thin air.

Watching all this in amazement, Gaudi did not believe his freedom. Then, a little come to himself, he quickly dusted off his clothes and ran to look for the road that stretches next to the forest, where not so long ago came here.

The boy knew that she was going around the wheat field and led straight to the village. And he rushed headlong home, to his parents, in order to tell what an adventure happened to him. Dried, but still sticky from the cake, the skin on the face unpleasant pulled together, causing a slight itch. Nothing, just to get to the first well, and there is very quickly put myself in order.

“You’re good — suddenly there was, it seemed, right in the head of someone’s joyful voice. — How incredibly steadfastly you parried the desires of this king of birds. This can be done only for real grown-up and masculine man”.

“I totally agree,” another voice echoed, similar to a child’s, sounded inside the consciousness of Gaudi. He’s just a hero! So resist Arguto, it boggles the mind! Bravo!”

The boy stopped and looked around. Nobody. Does anyone brazenly, and without demand stuck in his head and now decided to make conversation with him?

— Hey, who are you that dare to be inside my head!? cried Gaudi, frantically rubbing whiskey sticky hands. — How did you get there, how dare you?

But the mysterious voice was not going to meet the boy, they quietly continued their conversation:

“Gaudí, a beautiful and brave boy,” said the first voice.

“Yes, I should be,” the second replied to these words. — I would probably have turned the mountains, having at least a little of his victorious nature.

“Glory to hero! Glory to the winner of the king of birds!”

“And I would ask my father for a silver coin for such a glorious feat, — a new voice appeared, more rigid and rough than the previous two. And for every such a serious act would always remunerated, which allowed, as an adult, has already become quite a wealthy man.”

“Yes, it would be a real thing.”

— No! Gaudi cried out and closed his ears with his hands, and closed eyelids were red with tension. — Shut up! Go away!

“I would now proudly walked through the Kingdom after the victory”, continued the voice, and the boy felt in the palms covered his ears and tickled at the same time hate an itch.

“No, no pride of wealth is a vain thing. The ringing coin always adds weight to a person, clears a place for him in society.”

“I bet that’s a coin above all other mortals.”

— Ahhh! — not having the strength to hear this strange dialogue of mysterious creatures and hold hands from the head, gaudí with all haste rushed to the village in search of salvation, hurry to his house.

Almost flying, the boy did not see anything around and stopped only when, almost removing the shaky gate, burst into hi