Earlier than a month? Well, yeah I wanted to point out that with the right motivation I can do the updates sooner. It's not something personal but more so the fav and following bit. I just want something to know people like the story enough to continue it.
Anyway, on to the reviews before we start.
Star Blades: Well, they are just computer programs now placed within living bodies so the comparison fits.
Nanotrix: Cirno normally is somewhere around level 60. She nearly faded because her connection to the place she was tied to was in another universe as was Tir Na Nog which I treat in this story as basically the place any fairy will go to as the backup. As for how strong, well it's answered in this chapter.
naufalrakha0104: Never understood that. Nazarick are basically level capped and other series have beings who can improve and even different magic systems.
360MeLikeABoss: Wish granted
fyrefly1998: I know linguists who would get mad at that. Also, technically speaking language predates modern humans and other species like Corvids have their own language.
404KidLord: I will
ZenoTheDino: Thank you
Disclaimer: Both franchises are not owned by me.
Getting to Tir Na Nog was a bit harder than one would expect. Unlike most of the other realms it didn't connect in some way through the many realms of the Underworld like the various hells. Opening a gap to it was technically possible though Yukari was too focused on keeping the connection to the cause of this incident to open one. Which left the only method available in the modern day. Which was to ride down one of the rivers of the dead and with the proper guide, either a fairy who had been to Tir Na Nog at some point or something from there which would keep a passive connection to the realm no matter how long it had been.
Yukari had given them a piece of a twinge from a tree that grew within Tir Na Nog. Even with something so minor getting to the homeland of the fairies wasn't an issue at all. The moment Ran and Chen set foot on the shores of the realm they are greeted with a realm that seemed untamed with nature. Fairies flew over the trees and gossiped amongst themselves in many different languages. Some they could understand, others they did, and a few that are literally dead having no one in the modern day but the oldest of youkai and gods who could still recall their meanings.
"So, did Lady Yukari tell us where to look?"
"She hasn't been here before herself so she had no idea," Yukari had spent time across a much the other world realms before founding Gensokyo, thanks to seemingly having knowledge when most youkai didn't. In fact, she seemed to have a lot of knowledge of things in the Outside World before they were even invented. "I believe we should ask around."
Strangely the fairies all around seemed to be hiding or running away from something as they went in deeper. The sounds of a monstrous roars, the sounds of trees being snapped apart, and flashes of fire alongside sounds of explosions echoed across the land. There was a battle going on nearby. Ran pulled Chen as they decided to avoid whatever it was.
Unfortunately as they turned side large mass crashed into the ground in front of them. A small cloud of dust rose up as something else slammed into whatever had been tossed down before being thrown off. As the dust settled Ran and Chen were greeted with a newly made clearing and the two beings who caused this. Two large western dragons.
One a bulky dragon with a deep crimson. The other a more slender and streamline dragon with scales as white as snow. "Damn it woman, what is your time of the month!?"
The red dragon's commit didn't seem to go over well with his white counterpart. She was visibly pissed. "Ddraig I am going to castrate you!"
"You can try Albionia!"
Sure, they should be trying to avoid a fight that clearly was between the two dragons. However, for one they nearly ended up harming them, and two Chen was with her. Ran really didn't like having Chen hear such things. "Excuse me!"
"What/what!?"
The two dragons turned to the voice and both stopped as they stared confused at the sight of the two of them. "Who and what are you two supposed to be?"
"I think she's one of the eastern foxes and the other is a cat."
"Wait, you mean a Huli jing?"
"No, I think she's a Kumiho."
"I'm a Kistune," It had been a while since someone had mistaken her for one of the other predominant eastern foxes. Mainly because most of Gensokyo were from Japan or had some understanding of what the differences are. "I am Ran Yakumo and this is Chen and while you were fighting you almost slammed into us."
The two dragons would admit that they really didn't care much about the whole almost getting someone caught in the crossfire. Well, unless it was someone of note within Tir Na Nog that wouldn't take kindly to a fight near them. No, they both focus on the name of the Kistune. There was something familiar about it that was at the back of their mind.
"Wait, Yakumo," It finally hit the red dragon where he heard that name. "You mean the self-styled Dark Lord from Nippon?"
"Oh, right that Warlord that actually led an attack on the Lunarians despite how crazy that was."
There were a few things that Yukari was honestly a bit embarrassed about that not many talked about in Gensokyo. One of them was the time that Yukari in her younger years as a powerful greater youkai styled herself a "Dark Lord" which was to her quite an embarrassing phase. Her invasion against the Lunarians though was something that many outside of Gensokyo knew her for doing and to some while it did seem crazy to others it was something to be respected.
"Yes, I am her shikigami," Neither of the dragons understood what that term even meant. All they did know is that this fox was related to a notable figure amongst the worlds of the supernatural.
Both of the dragons had practically forgotten about their fight as they were now obviously focused on the foreigners. "Well, what are you doing here then?"
"We're here to find Abe-No-Seimei," Chen's response caused them both to look confused for a second as while it did sound familiar they didn't know anyone named that. That was before the red dragon realized who that could be.
"Oh, it must be one of his many pseudonyms when he decides to leave for the human world," The dragon motioned with his wing off to the northeast. "Go this way and you should see a lake, his home is the tower not far from its shore."
Taking Chen's hand the two of them flew off into the direction. Through the forest that seemed to change in the seasons wildly as they did before they came across a large still lake covered at the sides in a low mist all along its edges. Standing up along the shoreline was an old stone crystal tower with vines and moss growing on it. All around it was a small garden of flowers. Landing a bit in front of it the two walked up to the old yet preserved wooden door.
Ran was about to knock when the door opened. On the other side was a man dressed in something that seemed to be an old black robe patched over with blue bracers and various stripes of a dull gray color. His skin was slightly pale and his hair was a dull silver. The beard of a similar shape almost gave him the look of an old man which clashed with the fact his face showed little to no signs of aging outside of his prime. He stared at her and Chen with dull gray eyes as he held an ice pack of some sort to his head.
"... Was it Yukari, Okina, the Lunarians, or someone else?"
Ran knew that he was obviously asking what was going on in Gensokyo. "Something happened that caused some of the inhabitants to get taken away, as too who and why Lady Yukari believes it is probably from another universe by way of the future."
"Well, that explains why I got a sudden headache that caused me to drop to the floor and convulse for a good five minutes that still hadn't finally gone away," He removed the ice pack from his head and spoke something to himself in a low tone. "Seriously, what the hell that just came out of left field."
Shocking his head he opened the door and motioned them both in. "Alright, come on in and give me the details."
Mists hang off from the waters. Despite typically being a sign of water evaporating there was a slight chill to the feeling of these mists. It was less like it was truly mists and more like small floating snow. The chill wasn't enough to truly bother the Lizardmen but the leaders of the five tribes did find it utterly strange. Zaryusu, however, knew that it meant that Cirno was nearby. Likely waiting for a time to strike the undead.
"I heard about the cold mists that had appeared in the middle of the lake but never have they come down here," Shasuryu Shasha, Zaryusu's older brother, looked out at the mists that hugged near the mud around them. "You seem to be looking into the mists like you expect something to come out of it."
Zaryusu turned to his brother as he figured he might as well tell him. "I do as the mists come from someone who lives in the lake," Frost Pain was reacting which was enoigh of a reason to know that she was somewhat nearby. "It was just before I returned to our tribe after a small trip, at first I saw her as this small creature but the moment she saw Frost Pain she seemed to fly on to the lake and then disappeared for a moment before she came out in what I can only describe as her true self."
"This wouldn't happen to be when the lake froze over for a brief period?" Shasuryu remembered that day when ice covered the ground only to break apart and then turn back into water.
Zaryusu was about to answer as the sky turned dark with a black clouds forming. A sign that the undead army where almost here. "We'll talk about this later."
Outside the mud and mist covered edges of the wetlands the undead army arrived. The battle for the fate of the Lizardmen had begun. From their camp the Lizardmen sailed forth as the undead marched forward. The two forces clashing together, each seemingly evenly matched. As the undead cavalry started to charge forward the mists which seemed to grow from all the fighting was soon parted as a wave of cold came crashing down on the undead. Ice started to form on their arms, legs, and the rest of their bodies. It wasn't enough to stop them from moving but it stiffened their movements. A few had gotten mostly surrounded and frozen by the ice effectively becoming statue's with a neurotic core.
The Elder Lich looked on as the wave of ice and cold consumed the undead. He was forced to move back a bit as he caught sight of largely jagged spikes of ice come landing down in front of him. "So, you're the leader of these undead?"
Looking up the litch was greeted by what as first glace appeared to be a blue haired teenage girl but catching the wings shaped of ice he knew otherwise. "Who are you and why are you interfering with my master's desires?"
"Master's?" She assumed that this was the guy leading the invasion that Zaryusu told her about. Cirno was so disappointed at this. "Oh, great you're just a minion of some kind lame."
"Lame?" The Elder Lich was insulted by how she was seemingly dismissing him. "I am Iguva, creation and servant of the Supreme Being Ainz Ooal Gown!"
"Yeah, so I am Cirno, the Lady of the Lake!" She would have used one of her other nicknames like the "Strongest Fairy in Gensokyo" but she wasn't inside of Gensokyo. So, maybe she might as well use the title those sentient frogs gave her. "I don't care what you are, I want to face your boss."
If Iguva wasn't undead he probably would have completely lost his cool. After all, this creature interfered with the battle that he was to lead to bring his master glory and was now demanding to see him. Iguva unleashed a fire ball right at her. The flames collided with her form… and did absolutely nothing as it made contact with something that was so cold that it actually put the fire out. Cirno just laughed at the attempt. Both the raven from hell, and the long silver haired woman living in the Bamboo Forest could unleash far greater heat then that without much effort.
With her hands raised Cirno formed a ball of snow and threw it right at Iguva tossing him off his feet and into the mud below. His expression was of sheer shock for a brief moment as watched as she landed. On mere contact the mud froze as if the very essence of cold was what made up her very being.
"Wow, I was holding back a bunch and that sent you flying," Cirno was both amazed by her strength and disappointed by how weak this supposed leading minion was. "Man, your master either sent me a small fry or Zary is overselling how strong he even is."
Even though Iguva had a good idea as to her level and strength being way beyond his own. Kind of hard to dismiss it when she did basically slow down his, now utterly destroyed as the Lizardmen basically were just mopping them up, army ignoring his fireball and not taking him seriously at all. With all of that, most other beings would cut their losses and leave. Iguva was fighting for his great creator so surrender was not an option.
Around him four undead minions spawned into being each armed and ready to fight. Cirno though wasn't having any of this. "Deep Freeze!"
A wave of cold and ice rolled over the undead. Iguva was half frozen in ice unable to move his legs, his right arm fully due to ice creeping up his shoulder, and his left arm only somewhat as his wrist was caught in ice. As for the undead around him. They are frozen solid. Unable to move on their own and basically prisoners of the ice.
Cirno floated up to him, her arms crossed, a smug triumphant look on her as she looked at the living corpse in front of her. "Looks like you're my prisoner now."
As Cirno gloated, Iguva decided to see if he could break his wrist free. For a second it looked like he wasn't going to succeed and then the ice gave way. He immediately grabbed on to Cirno's left arm and let his Negative Touch hoping to cause some damage. At first it seemed that notice happened. Iguva's eyes widened in surprise before all feeling in his hand was utterly gone. Looking at it the narcotic limb was frozen solid by the barely contained nature energy. In fact, as Iguva tried to pull back he ended up snapping his hand, wrist, and part of his forearm. Cirno looked at the frozen hand and tried to get it to let go as she shook her arm frantically before grabbing and pulling it off as its frozen fingers fell to the ground below.
"Wh-who are you?" Iguva stuttered as he was starting to realize that he had no hope at all against her.
"I already told you, my name is Cirno, the Lady of the Lake!" Cirno wondered if he was even listening or just ignored her. "Now, seeing as you're my prisoner, I want you to tell me where your boss is so I can beat him up!"
Iguva paused for a moment at this. Did she really think she was just going to walk up to his master and beat him up? It was absurd to even entertain such an idea. Even if she was stronger them him Iguva was certain she was nothing to to the Floor Guardians let alone the Supreme Being himself! An insult was what it was.
"You think you can just beat up the Great One?!" Anger was clear in the undead voice. "He whose power is to control death itself?"
"I already know someone who can do that," Corno wasn't even impressed as it sounded like a knock off of the ghost princess's ability. Besides she was a fairy and given the vast amount of uptabbed natural energy even if the lake was gone Cirno could almost certainly come back anyway. "Besides, I have faced everything from powerful magicians to gods."
Cirno raised her hand up and froze the rest of Iguva. Imprisoning him within a large icicle. Cirnor let out a sigh as this was all so lame. Sure, she had a captive, kept alive as she was almost certain that an undead wouldn't die from being frozen like when she practiced on most frogs, but she really had wanted to face that Ainz's guy. Looking up to the sky she decided to voice her frustrations not even realizing that someone was watching him.
"I am going to find you Ainz and when I do I will beat you up you here me!" Turning around she saw as the Lizardmen had finished the battle and the leaders of the tribes coming up to her. Each of them except for Zaryusu looking at her with confused expressions. "Well, Zary I caught the minion leading the undead at least."
On one hand Ainz was proven correct in his assumption that the entity of the lake would indeed show up. However, he didn't expect it to look like a teenage girl, a fairy actually, that just froze part of the army and took out the Elder Lich like it wasn't even a challenge. Although, he should have guessed that given that seems to be the trend of things. Nor did her declaration that this was her lake.
No, her rather boastful declaration of wanting to fight him to prove who was the strongest. There was something almost comically childish about this. Yet, while he found this a bit of a mix between unbelievable and hilarious the Floor Guardians who were with him had completely different thoughts.
"What makes her think she can demand such a thing?"
"Just who even is she?"
Albedo though didn't seem all that insulted, or if she was she was putting it aside. Still, she was looking at the boosting fairy and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. "Is she who you were hoping would join the Lizardmen?"
"... I believe she is." Ainz had finally managed to collect himself as he was still processing the weirdness of all of this. "I guess I was right with my assumption about her taking offense to someone invading her lands."
Whatever the other Floor Guardians could be said to have felt about what was going on it ceased as they heard Ainz and Albedo talking. "My Lord did you expect this to happen?"
"I had heard of rumors about the lake from adventures and I had figured that maybe the entity they referred to would come if we tried to invade the lake," Having her show up was more or less a lucky guess though Ainz didn't know if they would figure that out.
Still the fairy, Cirno has she introduced herself thanks to his new and approved Mirror of Remote Viewing, had also dropped that she had faced gods. It once again brought up the thought he had on if gods existed in this world in some sort of form. Maybe brushing up on the local faiths once all this was done was in order.
"I see so the invasion against the Lizardmen was more a means to drag her out then?" Demiurge had recalled his master seemed to think over for a second when he pressed the idea of invasion. With hindsight it was clear he was thinking about the rumors he had heard. "What about her challenge?"
Her claims that she was going to find and beat him up wasn't something that any of the Floor Guardians could take lightly. Maybe it was laughable, that her level wasn't anywhere near able to accomplish such a task, or she could be like the young devil and be powerful enough to actually pose a considerable threat. In any scenario it seemed ludicrous that she was getting to demand such a thing. While for Ainz there was a bit of a debate on if he should actually do so.
One part of his mind told him that he shouldn't as she was still something of an unknown. He couldn't really use his spell to gauge her level through the mirror, only what he had seen her do. It all consisted of her unleashing ice and cold to aid the Lizardmen in victory followed by her overpowering the lich he had created to face the Lizardmen pretty easily. At the very least she was somewhere on the higher end in terms of level, or it could be because of how she used magic. Much like the young devil, and Sabrina, her powers didn't seem to fall into Tier Magic. Which meant it had to be of the native magic system to the world.
'She called herself the Lady of the Lake,' For a moment Ainz was reminded of the tale of King Arthur, of the fairy from the lake that gifted him his sword Excalibur. How strangely similar that all was though it was probably a title of someone with actual authority as she had come to Lizardmen aid and was acting almost like he would if someone invaded Nazarick. 'Hmm… perhaps.'
"I am the Lord of Nazarick and she claims to be the Lady of the Lake that we have invaded," Standing up he gripped the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown as he decided to play up the role of the Lord. Much like he was still back in Yggdrasil as a role player. "If so she has won the battle and issued a challenge between rulers."
Amongst the Lizardmen there was a strange mix of celebration at the victory and curiosity about the girl who had joined them, froze the army of undead, and finally easily overpowered the commander of the undead. A being who aided them for seemingly no reason, or more accurately aided one of them because she knew them. Zaryusu had to be the one to explain who she was because of that fact. At least what he suspected she was.
"Wait, she's the spirit of the lake?" Sukyu Juju, the Chieftain of the Small Fang Tribe was trying to make sure he was following what Zaryusu was talking about.
"I believe so," Zaryusu held on to his weapon as they all could notice it reacting with Cirno nearby. "When she first fully rose from the lake she instantly froze the whole thing and whenever I am near her Frost Pain reacts to her feeling stronger."
Frost Pain was said to have been made from the ice of when the lake first froze over. The implications of it reacting to Cirno, alongside her being responsible for the brief moment the whole lake froze over, was rather obvious to most of them listening to him. "I see why she is here and why did she help us then?"
"Because I had asked her," Zaryusu turned over to the Nature Spirit who was trying to interrogate her prisoner as his head was only barely unfrozen enough for Cirno to talk to him. "She treats the lake, all of it as her home and when I talked about Ainz's invading she wanted to fight him herself."
It explained her partly freezing the army for them before she went off to face the commander on her own. She had probably thought he was Ainz and was disappointed that he was in her words a minion. Still, the ease in which he dealt with him was no laughing matter and gave some more credence to her being an old nature spirit that lived within the lake.
"Why does she have a Toadmen necklace?" Crusch Lulu had noticed it though she didn't pay much attention at first glance.
"She also told me that she had conquered the Toadmen from the north side of the lake," For the Lizardmen who were pushed out by them, it was kind of a big deal that someone was able to conquer them. Even more so when someone basically did it all by themselves. "To be honest, given what she could do already, I didn't see it as far-fetched."
Speaking of the little nature spirit she was trying to get the location of were Ainz was located. All so she could go there and prove who was the strongest. Naturally, Iguva was being rather uncooperative with his captor. "For the last time I will not betray my Great One by telling you where he is located!"
One of the Lizardmen warriors who stood watching the fairy interrogating her captive decided to give his thoughts. "Is there any way you can just get the information out of him another way?"
"No, I am not a satori so I can't just read his mind," The Lizardmen watching the both of them looked at each other silently wondering what a "satori" was. "So, come on and tell me where he is, I already captured you!"
It was annoying to Iguva at how childish her demands are. Yet, he really couldn't do anything about it. The fairy far outclassed him and he suspected it was basically because she needed him that he hadn't been killed. Although, he was starting to wish that she did as she wasn't dropping this childish idea that because she had beaten him that he would let her just walk into Nazarick. Where the hell did she even get that idea from to begin with anyway? What kind of society or world operated under such assumptions?
The sky overhead suddenly darkened again as the same ominous clouds filled the sky. At once the whole camp looked in the direction of where the clouds had come from as the partly frozen mud froze over completely. A large golem had lumbered over and threw into ice a large platform of a perfectly curved black stone.
Another group of skeleton creatures walked up, forming a makeshift stairway up the large platform and others formed into two perfect lines. To the Lizardmen who had heard had left their homes and those who heard about the world beyond the lake it was obvious what this was, a Royal Procession. One after another, figures walked up to the platform. The skeleton wrapped in robes took a seat on a throne that had appeared behind him. He raised a hand as bloated face covered monstrosities floated around.
"The Great One has come personally," Iguva was in awe though his attention was back at his captor. "Do you not see you have no chance my lord will be victorio-"
Cirno refroze his head to shut him up from pointless monologuing. Cirno shot into the air and flew up to the assembled host floating just off from the platform's edge. She wasn't going to let this continue as while it did look important this all felt a bit to dumb to her. "Which one of you is Ainz?"
Maybe it was how upfront she was, or perhaps how rude her action seemed to be but the Floor Guardians were honestly annoyed by her. Demiurge figured he might give this upstart a bit of a reality check. "You will shut up and listen to our lord speak!"
Despite the power behind the voice, its compulsion was ignored. There were the Sages of Gensokyo, the Shrine Maiden of the Hakuri Bloodline, the Garden of the Sun's Caretaker, and finally the Absolute Judge of Black and White. All of which Cirno could say had been terrifying in their own way, who's very words could command an authority that demanded to be listened by damn near everyone within Gensokyo to when they wanted it so, and thanks to that Cirno could feel how hollow the attempt was by the guy in the suit.
"What was that attempt to sound scary?"
Demiurge didn't know if he should be impressed by how she seemed utterly immune to hisvCommand Mantra, or insulted that she maintained her cocky attitude with him. It seemed nothing had affected her at all about their precession even though it seemed to have done so to the Lizardmen under her. So, focused on her goal to fight, she might be ignoring all of them standing next to their leader, or they didn't actually pose a threat to her in the slightest. Demiurge found that thought utterly ludicrous even if she was acting like it was the case.
"Demiurge that's enough," Ainz got up as he looked at the fairy who floated off the ground. "Lady of the Lake, as the Lord of Nazarick, I Ainz Ooal Gown accept your challenge to a duel!"
Cirno turned over to him at this landing on top of the perfectly made stone and started up at his eyes. There wasn't even a look of any sort of intimidation on her part. After all, why would there be if someone had actually faced gods before him. For a second he wondered if this was a good idea but he reassured himself. He had prepared to give her a challenge and had plenty of items on hand just in case.
"Alright, so you want this to be a duel then, one on one?" Cirno hadn't really seen a real duel in a long time. Well, technically one can say that the spell card rules made it almost a normal thing but this world didn't have it.
"Indeed, a duel to decide the fate of the Lizardmen," Ainz's words echoed out and to the Lizardmen down below.
To say that this got them talking amongst themselves was an understatement. Having their fate decided by two other beings, both of which were seemingly more than capable of forcing the issue, felt wrong to most of them. Effectively, giving up their agency as a race. However, the Royal Procession had been done as much as a show of force as an elaborate way to greet them. Overall it was Ainz showing he could kill them all.
A few moments was all it took for Cirno and Ainz to stare each other down on top of the frozen mud that now served as their arena. On one side were the Lizardmen, practically forced to watched as the two fought for their fate, and on the otherside were the Floor Guardians. The ruler of Nazarick looked at his opponent as he tried to guess what class she might be comparable too.
Using his spell to check her level he wanted to make sure he was accurately prepared like he had hoped. 'Hmm level ninety-three.'
With a significant gap between him and most of the New World being drastic their actions amounted to very little. The gap between them both, however, wasn't all that much. In fact he knew depending on one's opponents "build" he could very much fall to someone who was ten or even in extremely well min-maxed occasions twenty levels lower. In PvP level was only one thing that determined the fight.
Cocytus stood to the side taking the role of the mediator between the duel. "The. Rules. Are. Simple. No. One. Can. Intervene. The. Fight. Continues. Until. One. Surrenders. Or. Dies." Neither made a move as Cocytus raised up one of his arms. "Begin!"
Swords, spears, shields and the like hung over the room with everything from a small, strangely modern, cooking place to one side and a magical laboratory on the other. The centerpiece, and what passed for a table, was a glass casket that showed a blonde haired man in his thirties laid down in full armor with his eyes closed in a peaceful sleep. Well, either that or he was dead. It was really hard to tell either way.
Chen was looking at the skull of something that at first glance seemed dog-like with features of a cat skull held in a glass case. She wasn't able to read what was written but Ran could. On it read the "Skull of Cath Palug" with a small bit saying, "Do not attempt to revive under any circumstances' in all red letters. Ran wasn't completely familiar with the various youkai of the west but something about it told her that the warning was there for a reason.
"Ran, Chen alright I think I am ready to see what Yukari wants."
Coming out of the spiral doorway that lead to the rooms up the tower was the man from before dressed in a simple gray suit vest over a black shirt, black dress pants, with white gloves covering his hands. All of which was draped over by a cloak that was black on the inside white on the outside with bird bright birth feathers along the edges. As he walked down he straightened out the feeling of the vest and the cloak.
"Wait," He held up a hand as he walked over to a sheathed sword held on a rack. "We might as well try to take a shortcut to Gensokyo."
"A shortcut?" Getting to the realm of fairies from Gensokyo required a long trip through the rivers at the boundary of the realms of the dead. "Isn't Tir Na Nog disconnected from most of the other realms?"
"Well, yes but just in case I managed to make a connection between the lake in Gensokyo and the lake just outside in case I foresaw something extremely dangerous," Opening the door he let out a sigh. "Unfortunately, I am not the one who controls the lake over here as you can guess."
Outside fairies gathered around flying about without a care in the world, almost having little get togethers around the lake. As they saw the three of them walking up to the lake they quickly all turned and watched them talking amongst each other in the ancestral language of the fairies. Only one of them understood what they were saying and it didn't really matter at all. Stopping at the water's edge he picked up a small stone and tossed it into the unnaturally still water.
"Hey Vivian, I need to talk to you!"
For a few moments nothing happened. Then the lake's waters started to ripple rather violently. All the fairies that flew about moved to the edges of the lake and looked on with something of both awe and reverence as a big flash of water erupted upwards sending waves that surprisingly did cause a single drop of water to leave the lake. As soon as this happened the waters returned to their unnatural stillness.
Standing on top of the water was someone dressed in a simple yet regal dress. Someone who Ran realized looked almost exactly like the ice fairy of the Misty Lake. The only real differences being physical order then her and her wings not being in the shape of icicles but instead what looked like water waves. The only other thing of note was a sword held within its sheath that was within her hands as she rose from the lake.
"Myrddin what is it?"
You know the one of the most common fanon thing is that Cirno is a full idiot. Which is canonically not the case as she not only is literate she also is good at math. It's really that she's a fairy and fairies are basically childish by nature of being well immortal. Oh, and yes I decided to give a glimpse into another part of the realms of the supernatural. Tir Na Nog is just catch all for every celtic other world up to and including the Arthurian Legend. Plus, I have been dropping bits of other realms so I might as well.
