You bought everyday clothes with special properties!Would you like to make her your default outfit? After death, you will appear in these clothes. All properties will be saved.The mental answer is yes or no.I was ready to kiss the System while reading this message."Yes!"Your outfit has been updated.Apparently, when they told me that you lose everything when you die, they meant "all military equipment." And really, what else to expect from a crowd of men obsessed with fights? They do not care about a sense of style and a spectacular look. The most important thing for them is armor and weapons. Accordingly, they think about these losses.Pig and I went outside. The downpour ended, which was logical for such a strong weather: only occasionally small drops fell from the sky.I looked at the dirt under my feet. This is able to turn shoes into viscous pads in just a couple of steps. But, thanks to the enchantment for cleanliness, lumps of dirt peeled off the shoes almost immediately.
I knocked and waited for the man to open the door. His face was already unbandaged. Surprisingly, the Sibyl's ointment did its job - only hematomas and fresh scars remained.- Yes, boss?- Jerome was killed. So right now, you'll be training me.***There are two important components in combat: defense and attack.I preferred to combine them, because this is a necessary measure when your body does not have explosive strength, but is mobile and flexible.Pig has the opposite situation - he could either defend himself or attack. This is due to the fact that his body is clumsy, but strong.First of all, I wanted to find out the difference in our strength with him. In fact, not in dry terms.So we started testing. Initially, I lagged behind Pig in Strength, overtaking in Agility. However, the difference between us and him was not so noticeable in the checks - there was a feeling that Pig was missing something. There was strength, but he applied it incorrectly. When we fought, he made effor
As I was about to answer, I suddenly heard an angry growl behind me:- Stay where you are! Show your faces!- We'll run! I yelled as I jumped up.I was not even going to find out who tried to detain us.***We got to the lodging house quite late. The moon barely struggled with the clouds, trying to give the earth the last grains of light."I'm tired," Sibyl groaned as she made her way to the bed. - This is the most idiotic night in the last month...Without answering, I collapsed next to him. The body finally said goodbye to the very concept of "energy". I just wanted to lie down and do nothing.- Tell me, what kind of adequate person would ask to kick his ass in a tavern full of drunken bastards?- A man who tomorrow fight to the death with a brutally pumped bastard.My attempt at diplomatic protection failed."Don't you and Jerome think you've gone too fast?" - The Sibyl no longer hid her irritation. - Of course, I understand that your ambitions have played in the ass. But you're ma
Pulling back, I reluctantly told. About everything. And about the Sibyl, and about Jerome. And about our plans with him. Alliel listened attentively, but as soon as I finished, she returned to the topic of my betrayal.- Why does it bother you so much?- Because I need you. And I don't even know why.Alliel smiled like I was completely stupid.- Then what's wrong?- In terms of?- If you want me, not her, what's wrong?- The fact that I had sex...Alliel laughed. Loudly, sincerely, throwing back his head.- If only you knew how many tehra'svoe and tehra'shoe I had for two hundred years... - the girl wiped her tears of sincere joy. And for some reason I felt a pang of jealousy. - Get it right, Japanese. I really liked you. But life does not rest on us alone and our feelings. There is duty, there are circumstances, there is influence. If you have to fuck tho'ell to keep you whole, fuck it. Let these thoe teach my tehra'svoo the art of dealing with girls. And then...The elf smiled misch
For a while there was silence. Only Pig was still shaking his hands.Mavor was clearly about to turn away, but suddenly someone pushed his way out of the crowd. Wrapped in a cloak, with a huge hood on his head. The face is not visible. Only soiled boots stick out from under the floor.- Who are you? - asked the viceroy, and I suddenly felt a note of interest in him."I'll tell you if I get protection until I leave this village."The voice that came out made everything inside me go cold. I was ready to take off, but overcame myself. Thoughts ran through my head in a panic, one another darker.- If the question is really serious, - Mavor nodded without any problems. - You will be protected. I promise that no one will lay a finger on you until you leave the city.The hood was dropped. I knew who would be there, but still winced in pain. In vain, in vain...My name is Alliel. I am a purebred elf. My age is two hundred years in human reckoning.The crowd roared. Even the people who support
The fact that the creature hidden in darkness was not a templar was clear and without clues. And the fact that they are not happy to see me, too. But the creature in response to the question growled so furiously, as if what was happening was my fault. With which I strongly disagree. And so he twitched. More anticipating than noticing the attack, I fell sideways.And a shadow swept past me. Still not understanding where it is light and where it is not, I crawled to the side. Something prevented the brains to clearly understand what was happening. You can see a bunch of bones - clearly there is light. And the creature cannot be seen. Dark.Rummaging his hand on the floor, he tried to find at least something suitable. Something vaguely suggested that the pumped Hand-to-Hand, if it would help, then not me.Again appeared indignant lights. Their emotions were clearly distinct. This is strange, considering that apart from the eyes I could not see anything.Yes, and it's hard to call it with
The only question is how to avoid personal acquaintance with the inhabitants of the dungeon?- Listen, girlfriend, we are in the same boat, and neither I nor you have oars, - I leaned towards the peaceful face of my sister in misfortune. - So if you have aces up your sleeve - time to rob this place.***Neri had no aces. Although the girl is smart, it’s hard to hide something in her sleeves when you don’t even wear shoes.However, I myself was not a fool. I can't be called a virtuoso, nor can I be praised for my brilliant strategies. But I was ready to try as an artist.First of all, I robbed the rep, taking all the light caterpillars from it. To do this, it was necessary, however, to take a chance and touch them. Feeling no burning, no convulsions, no glitches of consciousness, he recognized the creatures as safe. With doubt, but admitted.After collecting all the fireflies in a bag, I was first convinced that this was a sound idea. After sitting in anticipation for a while, I counte
Devil, how many are there? They almost completely filled the exit, almost getting stuck in each other. Wriggled, crunching plates, combing them on the walls and floor. I watched in fascination as predators crawl away into their native darkness. Apparently, they know that this place is too tough for them. They really don't see anything here.He breathed a sigh of relief as he stretched out on the carpet. It floated before my eyes. And right above me was a huge crystal, blinding with bright light. I didn't want to think about whether it was dangerous here. I didn’t want to do anything, just lie down and feel how the limbs are filled with the weight of fatigue.- Neri, you are a miracle, - I hissed, stretching out my hand and feeling for the hard wool.The dog, too, was out of breath, though less than mine. Now I somehow understood her dead master. If I wasn't a Hero, if I wasn't immortal, I wouldn't be able to endure this. From one awareness of the dangerous neighborhood of creatures, s