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2022-12-17 22:03:34Performed the usual action: building a fire.
An experience point has been gained.
We express our sincere satisfaction. Without the necessary memories, you were able to build a fire. As a result of mental effort, you get an intelligence point.
Congratulations! You have moved away from the level of the uncouth savage, now you have fire. Keep developing further.
“Here you are, vicious bastard,” nevertheless, I did not hide my smile.
No matter how the System tried to mock me, I really came out victorious from the fight with stupidity. And now all I wanted to do was look at the third level of intelligence in my Diary.
He opened the book, anticipating a pleasant sight ... and froze.
Intelligence: 2 (1/5)
- You're kidding me, you stinky hyena! I roared at the top of my lungs. - One point?! For that?!
I fried mushrooms with an extremely gloomy face. Having flown away into heavy reflections on the methods of execution of the System, I did not notice how I fried the mushroom until a spark flashed on it.
- Crap! - he cursed, throwing the blazing mushroom into the fire.
Warning: not all products can withstand heat treatment.
With a stone face, I read the inscription that emerged from the smoke, after which I grunted "your mother could not stand the processing" and strung the next mushroom on a branch.
Now he was frying very carefully, not giving the mushroom a chance to catch fire with a blue flame. Very soon, under careful supervision, he was ready.
Carefully waving the branch, cooling the pilgrim, he bit off a small piece.
- Mmmm! .. - he closed his eyes, enjoying the taste that appeared from nowhere.
Delicate, with a hint of smoke, the mushroom literally melted in your mouth. An incredible transformation, the creaking earth was not even felt.
Performed a normal action: cooking.
One experience point gained.
After eating half of the mushroom and ignoring the annoying message, I remembered that I never read about my skill. He returned to the Diary, for some reason already anticipating something bad.
It did not take long.
Snake Throw: Player Unique Skill 67665. Allows you to make a swift dash with a limb or whole body with a speed similar to an attacking snake.
When hit by a blow, increases penetration by 0.25% of the total value.
Recharge 72 hours.
“If you want to be right, call dirt shit,” I sighed. - Seventy-two hours? Seriously? Why not a whole week? And what a meager increase in penetration power? Is this an attempt at balance?
Displeased, he bit off another piece, closing the Diary and hiding it away. This book is a total disappointment. Maybe she's under a curse?
- Sorry...
A voice from the darkness behind me came so suddenly that I screamed and almost collapsed into the fire. Jumping straight across the fire, I sent out a shower of sparks. In the density of which the outlines of someone else's figure were guessed. Seems human.
- Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you... Can I come over?
Only now I realized that the voice is female and, in general, quite sweet.
- You can try, but I warn you that I have a secret hand-to-hand combat skill, and I will not be afraid to use it! - I said, getting up and folding my fingers in a tuft, bending the hand, making it look like a swan's head.
“I don’t want to harm you,” the girl said modestly, going out to the fire.
I froze in surprise, meeting the gaze of large eyes. Very large.
- Wow...
The girl lowered her gaze and covered her face with her hands.
Don't look at me like that...
- Hmm! - I forced myself to look away and noticed the shaft of the bow behind her back. - I'm sorry, you're just very beautiful.
The girl remained silent, covering her face with her hands even more. I decided not to make the pause even more uncomfortable:
- What brings you here?
- I was in the forest, gathering pilgrims... The elder of the village asked me. He said that somewhere there is a clearing where about seven mushrooms were ripening, but I didn’t find it ... And then I got a little lost ... And mosquitoes attacked me ... And I ... saw your fire .. .
With each hitch, the girl spoke more and more quietly, until her voice sank completely.
- Are you ashamed? I asked in bewilderment. - Sit down, the mosquitoes scared me to shiver in my legs.
- Truth? Can?! - the girl happily plopped down on the ground by the fire and held out her hands to him. - Huh, I'm so cold! And she was frightened... There are few wolves in our forest, but, they say, there is one big one... He can cut off his head with one bite!..
The girl kept talking, and I looked at her with interest. Behind the bow. The clothes are spacious, covered with light leather armor. Long red hair with a pair of thin braids at the temples. Huge blue eyes, between which large freckles covered a pointed nose. Plump lips, a sincere smile, lively facial expressions, thin hands...
The girl kept talking, but I could not understand why there was such a big surprise inside her appearance. She is beautiful, and I was sure that I had never seen such beautiful ones. Especially the eyes... They fascinated me. You can drown in them, right now, as long as the reflections of the fire are on them. I think I even saw a reflection of myself in them...
- Oh, good man, I did not tire you?
- A? .. - I woke up from a trance. He shook his head. - No, not a drop. I'm just tired and thought about your words. Big wolf you say?
- Oh, very much! - and the girl spread her arms, as if trying to demonstrate.
“Looks dangerous,” I muttered, as if thinking about a wolf. And then he changed the subject. - What is your name?
- I'm Alliel. And you?
- I ... - I rummaged through my head, but I didn’t remember anything except numbers. - Friends call me Six because I am flexible and once beat six in a row. With one hand! This one, see?
And I raised my fist in the air.
- Wow! Are you that strong?
"I'm just really fast," I chuckled. Not everything, of course...
“Eh…” Alliel lowered her gaze. - My grandfather demands speed from me, but how can I be fast if I don’t even orient myself in the forest?
- Do you live somewhere around here?
- In the village with the family. But I don’t know exactly where, the sky was covered with clouds. There are no stars. And at home without mushrooms I have nothing to do. Grandfather strictly said that I should come only with them.
- Mushrooms? What about mushrooms? I asked, popping the last piece of the fried delicacy into my mouth.
- Bogumoltsy ... - the girl said sadly, and I almost choked. - Somewhere around here there should have been a clearing with a whole bunch of mushrooms. But I couldn't find it all evening. Only one, very small.
And the girl, turning sideways, began to rummage in her bag. Only now did I notice the unusually pointed ears.
“Like this one,” Alliel pointed out while I was in prostration. - Small, right?
I looked at the tiny mushroom in her fingers. It was probably even smaller than the local mosquitoes.
“Yes, little one,” I muttered, and immediately laughed. - Well! I myself found only one mushroom, so in this we are comrades in misfortune! Haha...
And I scratched the back of my head in embarrassment. "In business, I dispersed all the chickens, the girl was left with nothing," I thought with regret, remembering how I gorged myself on almost the harvest of pilgrims, giggling in the grass like a complete idiot.
Alliel nodded regretfully, staring into the fire with obvious sadness in her eyes. I felt embarrassed and wanted to apologize.
“Listen, I know that cats are scratching their hearts, so let's do something. You're probably hungry... - I held out my hand to the perplexed girl. - Give the mushroom here, and as soon as it dawns, I will help you find at least a whole bag of pilgrims. And you will return to the village like a princess. Agreement?
- Yes! - the girl happily nodded and smiled sincerely, giving the mushroom.
I was relieved from the heart. I carefully pierced the pilgrim and placed him over the flames.
Attention! You did a good deed by comforting a girl in a difficult time for her.
You receive 1 Recognition point. Keep doing good and it will come back to you.
This message was more pleasant, I felt better at heart. But we should now figure out where to look for mushrooms. However, there is still plenty of time until morning.
- Six, do you also live somewhere here?
- BUT? I looked up. - No, I'm not local. Came from distant lands.
- Without things and weapons? Alliel was surprised.
- Well, yes. You can say they helped. Now I'm thinking what to do. They advised me to go to the settlement of people, but first I decided to take a walk through the forest, - I handed a twig with a ready-made mushroom to the girl.
“People…” the girl muttered in a strange way.
- What?
“If you go to them, I will have to kill you,” the girl said gloomily, sending the mushroom into her mouth with one bite.
I'm confused. Kill? For what?
- Why?..
- People are evil creatures. Grandfather said they couldn't be trusted. They often send warriors to our village to take away a piece of our forest.
- People?.. And you're not a man?.. - I was completely at a loss.
- You do not understand that I'm an elf? Alliel asked tensely, and I noticed how her hand dangerously reached for the sheathed dagger.
- Elf?.. Ah! That is, I understand, don't think about it ... - I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
Alliel's eyes flashed with steel. Simultaneously with the dagger blade that the girl pressed against my neck, pinning me to the ground.
It happened so fast that I hardly had time to understand anything.
"You're not human," Alliel hissed menacingly. - Right?
- Wait, wait, let's lower the degree of conversation! I asked, trying not to move.
- Answer.
- I... I just didn't know about the relationship between elves and humans! I don't know anything yet, so... Stupid, sorry! Panic washed over me from the inside.
- And you yourself? Human or not? You have narrow eyes. Not like people. And black ones. What race do you belong to?
- I ... I ... - he muttered, trying to think at least something. Alliel was giving me a hint, but my brain was working too poorly under the pressure of fear. - Japanese!
The sudden answer came as if from nowhere.
- Yes Yes exactly! - continued, clutching at the saving thread in the conversation. - Japanese, I'm Japanese! We had hard wars with people, our race is almost all extinct and therefore people do not touch us! I am Japanese!
Alliel softened, smiled, and stepped back.
- I thought you weren't human. You are too kind and handsome for these tho'elles.
“You are also very beautiful, just don’t throw a knife at me anymore,” I asked hoarsely, feeling my neck and breathing heavily.
Close to death. On a damn thin hair.
- I won't do it again. We figured out you're Japanese, so there's no reason for me to attack. I respect the Japanese, even if you were almost destroyed by tho'elle! - Alliel sat down very close, stretching her hands to the fire.
From which the victorious smoke was already coming out:
Our congratulations, you escaped death at the hands of a bloodthirsty elf with the help of diplomacy.
One experience point gained.
You have applied, albeit sheepish, but the skills of eloquence. Acquired the basic skill of eloquence. Continue to bleat in the same spirit and convince others of your white fluffiness!
"Well, the System, well, bitch. Okay, you give one point each. But I almost died here, stop mocking me!" I thought to myself, not even for a moment being tempted to open the Diary and look at the new skill. I already knew that I would not see anything joyful.
- By the way, Six, since we are now friends, I must warn you. If you lie, my skill will report it. So let's tell each other only the truth! - Alliel happily suggested pleased with incomprehensibly what.
- Agreed, - I squeezed out of myself, feeling a new wave of chill.
You need to run from this crazy elf, otherwise, sooner or later, they will cut you down. If not for a lie, then for something else ...
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