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Black, more like a fang than an insect's jaw... Only the notches on the inside suggested that this was not quite an ordinary tooth.“If it were bigger, it would make a good dagger,” the elf grinned, carefully touching the sharp teeth with her finger. - The meat would tear easily.- I hope that chewed more I will not see. Moreover, forest ghouls are well camouflaged. Dangerous devils.Alliel put down her trophy and turned to me.- Are you angry? I didn't mean to violate your privacy so that you could see it. And you do understand that I would not steal anything!- How can you steal if we are tied by one thing, - I laughed, shook my head and said. - If you want to see something, just ask. No need to rummage through bags. Okay?- Good! The elf nodded and added. I haven't looked at your book. Grandfather said that it was impossible. Heroes don't like it when their book is touched, do they?- Well...Remembering that my Diary was already studied by strangers, and remembering what this led
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"How much mana is left?" he asked himself, remembering that he had spent a few units in the herbalist's shop this morning.5.2 mana available.- Four!Devil, already something. The gust will turn out to be approximately the same in power as yesterday. So, we must keep our distance and look for an opportunity ...- Five!I did not have time to fully prepare, as Gorn rushed forward. His muscular torso, covered only by a sleeveless jacket, tensed. The fist whistled in front of my face. I barely managed to lean back. Immediately a new blow, aimed at the stomach. And I'm a bitch flexing backwards "c"Spinning, he slid to the side, skirting the enemy. A large hand almost grabbed my shoulder. Shoving the enemy, he pushed off from him, bouncing a couple of steps back.- Your mother, why are you so smart? - Horn asked with horror.As soon as I finished speaking, another blow dangerously tore the air above my ear. Even without Crush, his strength is impressive. It does not reach Sukharik, but t
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“Yes, I know,” nodding, he turned away from the window and returned to the table.He finished his wine, without looking, feeling for the handle of the drawer and pulling it out. He took out the only thing that lay in it. Wallet.“It’s not very easy with money right now,” I said, opening the bag and taking coins out of it, one by one. - So please wait. This is my personal award. You will receive full salary. Just hold on for a week.Sliding five coins across the table, he calmly looked at the demon. He hesitated, not in a hurry to take the money.- What is the problem? Leaning his head to his shoulder, he raised an eyebrow.- Nothing, - the guy hurriedly grabbed the "award", putting it in his pocket. - Thanks, boss.- Take care.The door slammed behind my evening visitor, and I sank exhausted into an armchair. Throwing his legs on the table, he sank into the soft seat, exhaling and closing his eyes.- Devil...Cold fingers touched his temple. This brought me to my senses a little. But
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At first, people were reluctant to give in, but as soon as I actively earned a prosthesis, my enthusiasm increased. Shouts were heard. Little by little I was recognized. And soon they released the spectators from the uneven formation.A line of guards lined up in front of the rioters. I noticed a couple of young demons. And, of course, Pig. He stood in full gear: armor, a hammer, a massive helmet with a lowered visor. Walking past him to the defenders of the law, he did not even say hello. Not before.- Guards, step aside! Guild business!Pushing aside a couple of campaigners, I appeared before the Jackal in all its glory. The red-haired freak bared his teeth, showing crooked, pointed teeth. Apparently, this is the reason for the nickname.- Well, finally you came, you son of a bitch! - the man was delighted, after which he turned to the crowd. - And here is this narrow-eyed schmuck! Do not pounce on him right away, I want to talk heart to heart first.- Let's just go faster. Tell me
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Grasping the hand of an old friend, he shook it.- Hello, Heaton, - having said hello, he nodded at the bundle pressed to his chest. “Are you still shopping for the tavern yourself?”- AND? Nope! This is what I bought for home. My wife promised to cook my favorite stew.Chuckling, he looked at the clean-shaven face of the NPC. The man ran a local tavern. At first, when I first returned to Artiloche, Jerome and I used to go there often for a hearty dinner and watered down ale. The owner of the tavern then still stood behind the counter, controlling the work of the establishment. Only recently put in his place some quick guy. He began to shave, got rid of bags under his eyes, noticeably cheered up. Around the same time, I began to sit more and more in the town hall, poring over papers. And we kind of switched places.- Well ... - Heaton smiled broadly, getting rid of the awkward silence. - I was glad to see you, Dehra! Invite your friends to our restaurant, we will cook for you somethin
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But it's impossible in the dark. Although my beloved and I have long remembered the location of a few things, we wanted to see each other.The solution was the kitchen. We rarely cooked in it, the stove required fire (a minus for Alliel), and the smoke often fell in the wrong direction, filling the house with a stench (which is a big minus for Neri, who was irritated and sneezed). And in general, I did not see the point in wasting time on cooking cereals. So the kitchen was called that only out of habit. In fact, it was something like a place for gatherings and conversations.He felt for the doorknob and pushed it inside. His eyes were warmed by the blue glow.Alliel sat at the table, studying some book. Her hand was occupied with an apple, which she managed to take a pretty bite. Looking up, she smiled. And I answered the same. The elf has always been beautiful. But especially at times like this.The caterpillars I picked up in the dungeon were very useful. They ate little, mostly gr
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The jackal didn't sleep. Anyway, when the door opened, he immediately looked at me with such hatred that I smiled. And from the poured insults, the smile became wider.“I’m glad to see you too,” I said, going up to the table and rattling my prosthetic finger over the instruments.No, really, tools. And never tortured! Here is a hammer, they hammer nails with it. Tooth-pulling tongs are a marvelous invention. Between his grips was a funny screw, which must first be screwed into the problem tooth. Of course, you will have to adapt, but in experienced hands the tool shows a worthy example of how to get rid of worries. A further list is the same household one - a cleaver for chopping tender meat. Hatchet for bones. Saw. Several fishing hooks. Necessarily fishing line made of horse hair. The guys fulfilled the request well to assemble a set of a jack-of-all-trades. And there was even money left. Some of the tools, of course, were taken for a while, so I could not drag out the issue with th
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The ghost returned the gear to its place and the mechanism began to work with a quiet rustle. I was able to move my fingers again.- What was wrong?The young man gave me a look, completely blank, but in it I read the answer. Remembering how the last time the engineer's attempts to explain something ended, he waved his hand.- You're right, it doesn't matter. All the same, metal and magic are a dense forest for me.- Something else?- Not. Everything is good. Tell me if you need help with those... eggs.- That is unlikely. They won't be a problem.” The Ghost returned to the book, opening it to the correct page.Deciding that the dialogue was over, I returned to the hatch. The guy is not the easiest conversationalist, and one could be glad that he spends most of his time in the attic. The main thing is that there is no doubt in his devotion. As long as a young man has access to resources, books and loneliness, everything suits him. So he told me anyway.Before the start of the usual ro
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The blacksmith's apprentice looks on with interest. In a small town, such things are rare, so the merchant immediately called the artisan, and he grabbed the apprentice ... And so the four of them stood, crowding around the dagger of the Angel.- The metal is good, - the blacksmith said quietly, pointing with his finger; the apprentice listened attentively. - They call it the steel of the titans. Almost impossible to break, only melted at a very high temperature ...- Are you squeezing? - asked the merchant, looking at the craftsman.“Of course,” the broad-shouldered man replied. - I'll have to kill for this time, but I can.- Why do you want to sell it? - the apprentice asked me.And for this question he was rewarded with looks full of horror. The blacksmith had already raised his hand to slap the back of the head, and the young man dodged aside.“I don’t need expensive things,” he answered, moving the stiletto closer to the merchant. - Noticeable - even more so. I'm just a hunter.-
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Touching the crossbow, he took it in his hands, tried to pull the bowstring. She cut into her fingers. She walked reluctantly, bending her wooden shoulders.- Come on ... - I asked, pushing it to the limit with the last of my strength. - Ready.It will be inconvenient to use a crossbow at such a pace. It is worth keeping it charged and at hand.Bolt lay in his hand. Turning the tip in the dim light of the stove, he put it into the socket. Pointed at the wall. Narrowed his eyes. Who knows. Will have to check how it shoots. A crossbow is a powerful thing, but very inconvenient for a traveler. Low rate of fire, and most of the creatures are mobile and poorly protected. Except that…I was reminded of Heroes dressed in armor. Which neither sword nor arrow usually pierce. I smiled wickedly. Get a bolt in the chest, which you can also pull out the hell, because it's stuck in steel. Why not joy for a lousy little man? From this point of view, the crossbow can be left.- Well, let's be friends
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They were waiting for me in the dark. The purest darkness swirled with the vapors of the night, and they were pierced by the fire of the fire. Empty mouths of streets going nowhere. Too hard ground, as for the feet of such a lost one. But they waited, leaving a secret among the corpses.- You still killed Beam.I stopped. Pain pounded through my nerves, fatigue huddled in every muscle, lost thoughts were replaced by clear realizations.- Killed - impassively answered, not even trying to see the invisible.- Do you know what you did?- It was revenge.Words of recognition that took on a new meaning. Not just revenge - it was pleasure.- We had an agreement with Beam. Now it's broken.- And now what?- This city is ours.The rats didn't show up, but I was sure I really heard their voice. Despite the death fever bubbling in the body. It was not delusion, hallucination, imagination.- You broke the contract that held us ten years. Now it's our turn to pay for the service. Tell me what do
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The door shook from the impact. I just need a little time. Recover. No matter how serious the guard was, it was not possible to break in. Wait, freak, we'll see you.Taking back control of the muscles, he glanced at the indicators in the interface. Mana is enough. The berserk has long since died out, depriving me of part of my strength. Not that important.Rolling away from the door, he let it open with a kick. The guard smiles bloodthirstyly. Not afraid? In vain.Impulse Activation.4 mana spent.This time the hit is accurate. The guard, who had time to approach and swing his baton, lifted himself off the floor. The purposeful flow of air tossed the thin body, disorienting. Gotta hand it to the kid - landed on his feet.Rush forward. knock down. Intercept the hand with the baton. Saddle. Hit.The guard tries to cover himself. He was not taught to fight in this position. And I love close-ups.With all your weight, fall on the left, clinging to the throat. Press into the floor. Strangl
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Thoughts became even darker. Magic can't be used? You can come to terms with this. But what is this strange reaction of the body to a blow from a baton? After all, they hit the prosthesis. Yes, and the first blow was not so painful when the fingers flew. Sadden, of course. The skin was torn, it bled a little. But nothing terrible.The club looked normal. Wooden. The guards said that magic can't be used. Then why am I twisted?“Grid,” I called, casting aside my pride.- Listen, fox.- What kind of club do the guards have?- Who knows?- You do not know?- I know. She is wooden. Probably.- And that's it?Grid was silent. Grimacing, I buried my face in my knees. They took away my crown, weapon, smoking pipe, bag with the Diary. All have been taken. And now they're going to keep it here? What the heck? What is Beam thinking?- Watch out, it's almost night. The torches are almost out.Torches. They burn for quite a long time. Also weird. In Artilos, they had to be changed about once an ho
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And now we are standing in front of some thin guy. Bim is angrily pushing something. For some reason, I crumpled the collar of my shirt, bringing my frightened face closer to me. I punch a couple of times, cutting through the skin with the steel of the prosthesis. The guy screams plaintively, making excuses. As soon as I let him go, he tries to run away. Bim with laughter, like a crazy animal, rushes after him. Jumping! Catches the fugitive, pinning him to the ground. With a crunch, he breaks his hand. I laugh, leaning against the wall. Makes me sick. The ataman takes out a purse from the poor man's pocket. Hangs on his belt. Finally he kicks me and waves his hand to me: "Let's go."And then we broke into someone's house. Long disputes about debts. Powder is sprinkled on the countertop. Beam generously tightens his nostrils. Grabs the bag, pours out more. He invites me with his gaze. I lean. Shaking. I have a hard time taking a short puff. I scream, I shake my head. The system warns a
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- Will you go? Lisa looked at me sadly.- Yes. Try not to worry and relax. Just close behind me.Picking up the bag, kissed the girl goodbye and left the room.***The streets of the city were lifeless. Beam and I are almost the only passers-by. You can't even see the patrols... The houses are standing, crooked and tired. The sun did not have time to flare up as it should, and around us there was a cool twilight. Everything is painted in soft blue. Frost is visible in places.“Everything didn’t go according to plan,” Beam began, dragging on his pipe. “The Recognized didn't go that far before.“They knew about you,” remembering, he suppressed a yawn with difficulty. - Apparently, the Heroes decided to take on the atamans.- Let them take it. You can’t get to the barons, and if they are alive, then there will always be atamans, - the man waved his hand casually. - In any case, we are not rebels. Our interest is in money, not in the killed "heroes". Let them search, sniff. Let's get by w
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- I lost my horse.“Like many of us,” the chieftain chuckled. - Nothing, don't worry. Goldie immediately went to the stable to look after the horses for us. It is at the other end of the village, a little further away. Let's go to.Glancing at the dead Hero, whose body began to gradually crumble into ashes, he grimaced and picked up his sword. It was the only thing of any value. I won't wear metal armor.- Let's go, - with a sigh, he followed the Red Beam.You have successfully completed the quest "The Judgment of the Guilty". Hooray, long live the robbery of innocent souls.You receive a point of experience and a point of Abandonment.For a reward, contact the NPC.***Perhaps it was presumptuous of us. Maybe thoughtlessly. Or maybe ... initially impossible.“It’s someone strong,” Bim muttered.A thinned group of robbers, among whom was I, stood in front of the stable. We were united by one feeling - an animal fear that binds hands and feet. On the hay scattered in front of the stall
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The short weapon slashed at the monster with a bloodthirsty slash. He got confused. I got distracted.Slide on the ground. Grab the hilt of the sword.- Break off! - shouted, twisting the blade.Ribs stop movement.Impulse Activation.Mana spent.The wind became like steel cutting through the sternum. I tensed, planting my feet on the ground, arching, cutting my torso with a furious scream.Impulse Activation.Mana spent.The blade spun along the ribs, splitting the muscles… crippling the organs. The creature crashed down on me. I hear Bim's scream. I hear the beat of my heart. I feel hot blood. I hold the monster with two blades, I rest on my knees. Davit, I'm barely coping, but the job is almost done.The monster shuddered for the last time. Softened, becoming even heavier. Between us is death, between us is blood and pain. The strength has left me. I closed my eyes, burying my face in the cold skin. It became hard to breathe.A unit of experience has been gained.Characteristic Spi