Novel & Cerita Archive Magic Fairy Tail

She starts looking through more boxes. "Laura shouldn't we get out of here. You should rest. We can come back and go through this tomorrow," I say to her. She digs through a few more boxes. She pulls out a folder. "One thing about us Fairies, we keep great records," she says. She adds the folder to her collection of papers. "Are you ready now?" I ask her. As we go out the door of the hidden record room, I notice something strange on the wall. "Ando can you reach that picture?" I ask him.

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a

The tornado and hailstorm makes it even more difficult for him to see everything that is going on out there. ******************** Princess Ava and Aramir do not waste any time. Aramir uses his earth magic to open any door he could because he is not certain where the other fire fairies were being held prisoner. True to his instinct, the dark fairy’s control is limited. Alirion could not possibly use his dark magic to all these fairies. The other fire fairies start to emerge from every nook and cranny. Finally, he spots Haco, the leader of the rangers. Haco starts to organize everyone.

"You had a non-dragon mate that you rejected, didn't you?" Fafnir let out an aroused sounding moan, and hearing it coming through the phone was a little more than disturbing to say the least. "Oh boy did I ever. Scarlett. She was the fire fairy princess of our hemisphere. Drop dead gorgeous, curves like you wouldn't believe, long wavy blood red hair, sparkling orange eyes, the heart of a saint with the level of crazy that could keep a man happy in bed until his dying breath." "What ever happened between the two of you?"

No wonder Alpha Maeva said in the dream that if she slept again, she would never wake up. But wait... How did the owner of the fairy market know the condition of her body? “Who are you...? Why did you capture me?” Arista spoke up, her voice trembling. Just a few excited words made her chest unbearable. The owner of the fairy market smiled, extending his hand, a purple butterfly landing on his finger. He looked at the butterfly, casually saying, “Right now, I am the owner of the fairy market in the Fugari Mountains. Before...” His finger trembled slightly, and the butterfly flew away. “Before, I was a disciple of Alpha Maeva.”

That causes misfortunes around us. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchatrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER SEVENTEEN~

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

Ava was currently scolding Arlo for trying to sit up. "Ava," I said kneeling. "Tor brought back some herbs for a silver antidote. We are going to need it brewed into tea." Ava nodded while standing and rushed off to the manor. Tor started dictating commands to the shifters around him to start bringing the wounded to the manor. I reached my hands above Arlo's cut on his arm. "Awesome," Arlo said excitedly. "It's finally my turn to get healed by your magic!" Shaking my head, I couldn't help but smile.

Uneasy. Don’t trust him. But I went inside anyway. It wasn’t a library. Not in the way Stormfang kept records. The Archive was alive. Each wall held glowing threads—strips of energy that pulsed with the essence of memory. Not words. Not images. Moments echoes trapped in spellform. And in the center, floating weightless, was one thread burning silver-blue. My name whispered from it. Not spoken. Remembered. I reached for it—and before my fingers made contact, a scream erupted through the chamber.