The same sandy beach as the one on which I found the boat, only much wider. At least, I could not see the opposite walls - neither the one that, in theory, should approach the water from the far side of the beach, nor the one that was on the opposite side from the water. A fire burned thirty meters from me. That is, of course, it didn’t burn - it was a specialized artifact “Pioneer Dawn”, produced by the clan “Grandchildren of Ilyich”, which took up very little space in the bag, and when taken out, it looked like a two-meter-high stack of firewood. It required a very low mana charge to activate and could burn for four hours non-stop, granting light, heat, and heat-related buffs. In general, an artifact of the legendary level and the corresponding price. Its production required a special skill, pumped up to level 300, the skill itself could only be obtained by a druid player only as a result of a very intricate quest that the player completed for a year and a half, and all this time th

“You are in a good mood today, Mahan. Pleasant evening? she teased.“As if you weren’t peeking!” I had to close my eyes as Moonface turned the floor I was staring at into a mirror, and I almost got caught seeing a bit more under her skirt than I should have...- I have nothing to do - spy on how you have fun with three girls - she laughed. - The goddess does not peep, she contemplates, and nothing can hide from her gaze.— Pf-f-f! I said indignantly.“Well, not all the time,” she corrected herself. — Only in the most interesting moments.- Why? I asked dumbfounded.“I must make sure that my Hero does not shame himself in battle, even if the battlefield is covered not with grass, but with sheets and pillows!” she laughed again.Yes, she's having fun!— Not much, Shaman! she agreed, and her voice suddenly became serious: “And where is the one who swore an oath to you?” Why can't I see her with you? Don't lie to me, Mahan! she warned my attempt to back off, and the menacing voice made my

There was no specific time assigned to me, and I arrived at the Shaman Council already well after noon. The morning raid, which was originally a gamble, fell apart, and I did not find anything better than to go to the appointed ceremony. When I appeared on the already familiar site, at first I did not recognize this once solemn place. Now it looked more like a massacre after a corporate celebration in a very narrow circle. Suddenly, the image before my eyes blurred, turning into a set of blurry spots.Attention, you are in the 18+ zoneSome members of your team are not included in this category. We suggest that you immediately remove them from the location, or you will be penalized by the Administration. You have 60 seconds.59…58…57…I looked back at Flute. She turned bluish-yellow in annoyance and nearly bit her lip off."Flute," I called."Yes, I'm coming," she answered grimly. - They threaten me with a reroll here.Here's the smart one! When she disappeared in the flash of the p

"Greetings, Harbinger!" The Supreme Spirits hovered over me. Have you come to ask your question?“No, Supreme,” I bowed. “Just pay your respects.“Even though you don’t have a question,” the Underworld Spirit said in a completely unsolemn tone, “we will answer you anyway.” If you want to see , there is absolutely no point in climbing so high into the Astral. A couple of levels below is quite suitable for this.A pillar of white light appeared next to me.— Tavia? I asked.- Well, you're worried! Flute said angrily. - Everywhere you see your princesses! Is that you, Mahan? she suddenly remembered. Indeed, I somehow had no doubt that I looked human, but it seems that I, like the Spirit of the Flute, now look like a pillar of light.“Greetings, Supreme,” she addressed the Spirits.“And hello to you, future Harbinger!” they responded kindly."Flute," I called. - We are not here, but a couple of levels below.In a couple of days we already confidently sent our Spirits to any Astral level a

She seemed to immediately launch a program that, through a chain of Mimics, was supposed to track the destination of network packets and compile a list. I turned Eva towards me:- Everything will be fine."I don't doubt it at all," she nodded.“But you still worry,” I said.“This is our share,” she shrugged."If they don't make it, I'll go with you," I said.“No,” she replied. - You can ruin everything.“I won’t let you go alone,” I said. “You can curse me forever, but you won’t go alone.“Well, why are you…” she looked into my eyes, looked down and nodded. - Good. Let it be. You will go with me.“I’m actually against it,” Pavel interjected into our conversation. “We need to send a qualified fighter.“I can turn off the constipation from the inside, but you can’t,” I protested.All he had to do was throw up his hands.An hour later, in three cars, we moved to the country residence of the villain. Pavel insisted that we both put on armored suits of concealed carry.“Listen,” he said to