The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 338: Finally, the halo.

There was a disturbance in the sky. Something that caused a stir within the magical souls of any mage that sensed it. A golden light blessed the night. It shone like a large star with the energy of the sun. Suddenly, for a moment, night was day and then, in the flash of a second, it was gone.

Just outside of the city of Doria, Akia and Anita felt the incredible energy and saw the miraculous light. The two sisters stopped their horses and greedily feasted their eyes on the skies.

"Did you see that sister?" Anita asked. Her forked tongue darted in an out of her mouth, just like a snake.

Akia answered in a voice that almost a whisper, "Power, it was greater than anything I have ever felt."

"Our empire will be blessed to have such power." Anita said with a smile.

The two sisters shared a similar smile and a similar look. Whatever it was, they were determined to get it. They abandoned their plan of entering the city the following day and decided to enter it that very night.

**

In the town of Starfell, a group of seven mages that had arrived a fortnight ago also noticed the bright light.

Their leader, a man with the ears and features of an elf drew back the hood of his cloak and flew onto the roof of the manor they were renting.

The others were not far behind him and they joined him, looking at the sky with eyes that were filled with greed and nervousness.

"Did you all feel that?" The elf asked.

His voice was rough like gravel, his aura was fierce like a dragon. When he spoke the others trembled.

"Yes your holiness." They answered.

"It belongs to Erythis." The elf declared. "It is time we enter the city. Remember what we are here for."

"Yes, your holiness." The others answered, trembling like leaves in a storm.

***

At the mage academy, the lord mage just like others, saw the light and he felt it. He had no idea what it was, but he knew what it stunk of.

Trouble.

He was in the middle of dinner with his wife and they were watching the debutante on television.

"I have to go to the royal castle, right now." he said.

His wife Dublin, had seen that look on his face before. Most recently, it was after the attempted assassination of the King Raff.

"What is it?" she asked in a worried voice.

"Nothing good." He answered.

He kissed her on the cheek, climbed to a window and summoned a phoenix, then he flew off to the royal castle.

****

In the Mystwood grove, the phantom midwife was picking herbs in the company of a tree spirit which had been rhyming riddles until they saw the light.

"Curse it!" The phantom midwife kicked the earth.

She had felt power similar to that around only one person. Emmah Windrider. She had stalked the woman for a month, trying to figure out why she seemed so unnaturally lucky.

Eventually, she had figured out that Emmah was in possession of something with ancient magic. Something, even Emmah herself did not know about. So, when Emmah needed help, she lent her a hand and made a deal with her. For the help she was rendering, the woman had to share her luck.

However, that luck was dwindling. The reason why she was out here in the woods tonight was because she was collecting ingredients for potion meant to help Emmah hold the remaining luck in place.

It seemed, all her efforts were in vain. Emmah had done something stupid, something that had wiped the luck she had left.

"I must hurry back." She said to the tree spirit.

She hurried away quickly, hoping that wherever the ancient magic artifact landed, she would be the first to find it.

***

The phantom midwife did not realize that inside the forest, magical beasts and creatures were arising as well. Some so ancient that their years could not be counted anymore. The last time they had felt such power was when Dravos wielded the Eclipsion sword.

Things of dreams and stories dashed out of the forest, venturing into the human land.

Every neighboring kingdom or empire around Eldoria where the lucky halo’s power had been felt, powers rose, good and bad.

Mages in hiding came out of caves, under the lakes, above the mountains and out of every crook and cranny where they had been resting. All of them had one destination.

****

Meanwhile, Sigrid found herself and the lucky, or unlucky recipient of the golden light or halo. She and Roland had left the ball minutes after Emmah’s scandal. They returned to the royal castle and started playing with their many dogs which were enjoying a night swim in the moat.

Suddenly, a light fell from the sky and transformed into a halo which landed in Sigrid’s lap. It fell like magical pie from the sky.

And then, she heard the notification.

[Congratulations host on accomplishing your main task of retrieving the lucky halo and defeating your enemy. Big rewards await you in the bank.]

However, Sigrid had not gone to the bank immediately. Instead she held on to the halo and she and Roland rushed into her chambers, sealing them off with magic.

Looking at it now, the lucky halo was unlike anything she had expected. It was circular in shape, and emitted a golden light which was warm and comfortable. It could float on its own in the air, spinning lazily like a frisbee with no destination.

Even though it emitted a golden light, it was not made of gold, nor any metal Sigrid was familiar with for it was not silver, copper, metal or wood. In fact, it felt soft to the touch one second and airy like the wind the next.

Its center was void--it seemed empty and yet there was a pulse coming from there, as if something invisible laid in the middle.

Sigrid covered her mouth with her right hand and she laughed.

"I can’t believe it." Sigrid said.

She looked up, raised her voice and screamed. Unlike Emmah whose scream had been filled with agony, Sigrid’s was filled with indescribable joy.

She would not die, she would live.

From now on, she got to decide her fate.

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