~The Bettegarden Empire, year 512 of the new era.
A great uproar occurred in the days following the event in the invocation room. Malyoranbharas announced that his family had just won a new member, a small newborn baby. Those who were not at the summoning ceremony did not know where this child came from, so doubts and misunderstandings arose everywhere.
"How are the preparations? Malyoranbharas, sitting on his throne, talks to someone in the darkness.
This second person could not be seen by normal means, his ability in concealment rivaled his own emperor in his maximum strength. Perhaps if his skills were focused on combat he could defeat even Yatochoi in a direct combat, but that was not the case, in a melee combat he would probably be defeated without any chance.
"Everything is ready as you ordered, my lord. We are ready to begin the operation as soon as you give us the signal" the voice responds, by his formal way of speaking one could notice his high level of study, something still distant from the reality of the population in general.
"Wait a few more weeks, I do not want this incident to be linked to the appearance of the girl, it would lose the sense of mission" the emperor says rising.
"Yes, sir" with this answer the small presence that Malyoranbharas could feel disappears.
"Hmm... He still shows extreme loyalty to me, letting someone notice his presence on purpose must be quite tiring" that demon, now alone in that gigantic room, speaks to himself as he begins to walk towards the exit.
A week has passed since this conversation. The girl was placed under the supervision of the Imperial magic team, who took care of all her needs. It was discovered that, on the day she was invoked, the baby was only a few days old, not even a week old, which brought several other complications to her state of health, after all, the magical particles that are released during the magic conflict with the one of the invoked, there was not even one being who never took damage from such a portal.
Arriving at the medical wing Yatochoi can see something like an incubator, but, unlike other children, his occupied much of the wing, a space where six normal incubators used to fit. That's because the device had to withstand the magic of whoever was in it, so it took the pinnacle of magical engineering they had and the work of the greatest craftsmen who ever made it.
"How is your current state? Yatochoi asks the nearest doctor, there were always three in the room per shift.
"She is stable now, her magical power has plummeted to a critical level when she was brought into this dimension, but she seems to be adapting, but we have a small problem..." the doctor, who began his speech with great enthusiasm lowers his tone of voice, now seemed concerned with his next words.
"What happened? Say" Yatochoi, who was worried about his sudden change, demands that he speak.
"Well, there's no precedent for anything like this, so we don't know how to act. The girl's magical power has begun to diminish these last few days, it is still much greater than much of our army, but we think that soon her magical power will become normal for her age" the last part is spoken with great regret.
The news hits the magician with a big shock, that was just unbelievable. The magical power of someone does not fall, on the contrary, it only increases in the course of life, naturally and by training, at least, was what we thought until today.
At this moment someone else enters the room, it was his Emperor, just as Yatochoi visited the child recurrently. When he arrived he noticed the expressions of the two men who were talking, with this the perception that something was wrong reached him.
"What happened? Tell me," he says seriously.
The other two look at each other, as if they wished the other to be the one to tell the news, but in the end Yatochoi, for his sense of responsibility, was the one to tell what had happened.
"Tsk... That's complicated, but who could expect something like that... Keep observing it twenty-four hours a day, I don't want you to leave it alone for a thousandth of a second" the Emperor says and then marches out of the room.
Yatochoi follows his master in silence as always, there was no reason to keep talking, even if he was called a companion he did not risk acting as such, after all, for him the one in front of him was something like a god, which was not so exaggerated if he took the fact that he was the one who had killed the god of that world.
"Maybe we need to go back to the original plan" was Malyoranbharas, his voice was vague, as if he was talking to himself.
However, the magician beside him could not fail to give an answer, there was no other person around, so even if it was only his lord talking to himself, he was still talking to himself.
"Are you referring to recommencing the summons, my lord? The magic circle was destroyed at the last summons" Yatochoi begins to answer, but is interrupted.
"Not that part, obviously we cannot continue with the summons. I am referring to the second stage of the plan, we will put it together with the others, if it stands out in the future, it will undoubtedly be chosen, if it does not occur we will not be able to do anything, just choose the most appropriate among all that we have" while Malyoranbharas spoke both finally arrived in front of the throne room.
Normally this room should be empty, no one would dare to enter with the absence of his master, but this time it was different. A woman was standing in the middle of the room. For a second Yatochoi goes into combat posture, but is prevented by his master. The one in front of him was very familiar to the Emperor.
"I did not expect to receive a visit, even more one of such great importance, it is a pleasure to see her again" Malyoranbharas says with a smile on his face.
The woman turns and looks in his direction. With the movement her face was shown, it was so beautiful that made the magician turn a little red when looking at her, there was not a single imperfection in her face, besides, of course, a scar that came out from the part under her left eye that went to her jaw in a straight line, but even this wound made her more beautiful. Her pointed ears showed that she was an elf.
"I wish I could say the same, but unfortunately it is never a pleasure to see her", the woman says, folding her arms.