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The hero tried to resist, but the pain weakened us both. And I was still in a good position. A blow with the base of the hilt to the temple nevertheless overtook the Recognized One. After that, he became more accommodating.Having tied a knot on the reduced hands, he cut the excess. He looked imperturbably at the peasant woman sliding down from the stove. What was her name there? No... No?.. Fuck.“There are dead people in the street,” I reminded him. - You can run away from me. I won't even catch it. But where will you go then?- What are you going to do? asked the peasant woman, frightened.“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you,” smiling, he beckoned to him with the tip of a knife. - Come on.Poraskinuv brains, the girl timidly approached. A rough rope tied her hands.- Sit near the stove, warm yourself. They broke down the door to me, the draft was unpleasant.Even obeyed. Didn't argue. Well done.Returning to Nitro, he searched his pockets. Empty. But he could not come empty-handed. He u
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I got a nice horse. The first days of the trip went smoothly. The cart, loaded imperceptibly for the animal, rolled smoothly. The only annoying thing was that there were no inns along the way, no villages. It felt like we were going to the end of the world. All around the plains gave way to forests, and all of them were so bright and colorful that the soul could not get enough of it. Bread was eaten, they ate only meat and berries. The horse grazed regularly, without showing any anxiety. Kind, like a well-fed cat, and affectionate - like a bygone spring. She unharnessed calmly, did not bite, did not kick. Only sometimes she moved her muzzle impatiently, as if asking when they would free her from the collar and a bunch of belts. At first, it was unusual for me to mess around with all this harness, but the experienced Chanterelle quickly taught me all the subtleties and tricks.Stopping for the night in the evening, I quickly released Solka (that was the name of the horse) and, gently s
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- And then - hot in the mouth did not contribute to eloquence.Swallowing, he blew on the meat. Continued:- Mages who desecrate graves usually have a lot of Abandonment. And since Nitro feels the karma of people, what prevents him from going through all the houses in the village?“He did this,” Chanterelle answered in bewilderment. “That’s why I thought it was your fault.- And you believed, hanging your ears, - nodding, he bit off this time smaller to continue talking. - And the fact that I have not spent two days in the village is already the tenth question. Yes?“Nitro said you were most likely responsible.- And who will ask me? - theatrically looked around, from which Solka raised her head with interest. - Where are my defenders?Chanterelle did not answer, continuing to fry the meat.- I think if they hadn't rushed to slaughter me like a partridge, - I waved my stick, - then I could deal with the issue of the dead. I myself was wondering who played there so much and why. But Ni
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"You're persecuting me," said a silent man standing next to Nemka.- Don't drive! - the blond, ignoring the weapon in my hands, turned to his comrades. - Exactly Dehra!- With your permission, - I coughed, - are we fighting or what? My name is Lis.- Fox? .. - the blond turned to me. Narrowed his eyes. No, you are Dehra. Don't fool my head. I heard about you. Yes, everyone has heard of you!This bastard cut my stomach! Nemka complained. - Let's cut him to death!- Kill Dehra? - the fourth viciously poked the fat man on the shoulder. “Maybe we can chop off the hell for you?” It's a Hero! What's the point of cutting him off?- What's happening? - I asked in bewilderment, slightly lowering the weapon. - What would you like? And who are you anyway? Heroes?"No, not Heroes," the blond waved him off. - I'm Nick. These are my friends.- What makes you think I'm Dehra? - cautiously specified.- Yes, because! A lot of people know about you. You have the Demon Guild. The Outcasts are accepted t
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Help has come. I felt freer. The crap stood nearby, all bloody, bitten. But he stood. His ax worked, miraculously not touching me.- Alive? - asked Crap when I finally freed myself from the grips.- Liver than you - waved.Berserk is not activated in the slightest. It is incredible, but all the bites of the creatures fell on the cuirass. I can't explain otherwise.Little by little, one by one, the creatures died. They became less and less. The last one died before my eyes - Chanterelle, with a cry of despair, was chopping his skull with an axe. Again and again."Calm down," I said, squeezing her shoulder with the prosthesis.The girl turned to me. She was breathing hard. The pupils are constricted. Face covered in blood. The torn sleeve of the shirt is impregnated with it.Turning to the robber, he saw that he was already sitting on the ground, leaning against the cart wheel. Surrounded by almost human corpses.Stepping over the dead, he approached him.- How do you? - he asked, dropp
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Throwing his head back, he laughed hoarsely. He took the phone out of his pocket.“History repeats itself, motherfucker,” he shook his head, pouring tobacco into the bowl. - Well, to hell with her.Watching the bluish-gray swirls of smoke, he smiled involuntarily. He moved his finger in time with the noise of the trees. The world shook under light gusts of wind. Pale grass rustled thoughtfully around ... I closed my eyes, watching the colored blots.- The Black Book of Love brings relief to the winter parade ... - he whispered, listening to the unusual melody that sounded in my head.Exhaling sweetish smoke, I felt my tongue sting. The little fox was sitting very close, tired, exhausted ... I touch her hand with a prosthesis and I'm ready to swear - I feel it. Cool skin… delicate outlines of a girl's wrist… I listen to her measured breathing. Sleep now is what you need. Let him rest. I'll take care.The fire barely audibly crackles with branches like bones. The flame warms the feet ev
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The murmur came along with a sigh of relief.- The devil, finally ... - I groaned, covering my eyes. - Why were you silent before, if so full ?!Dick did not answer, of course, but the trickle did not weaken soon. When at last this began to happen, I heard a displeased shout:- Why are you pissing into a ditch, Herod?! The man who called out to me was standing nearby.- Where else can I piss? he asked, taking the mouthpiece out of his mouth with his left hand.- Common to you on what?! Who's pissing on the street, pig?!"Calm down, man," I muttered, finishing the job. - The first day in this outback, I didn’t see your common fund in the eye.- So what should I show you, brat?!The hillbilly stood about seven paces from me and was in no hurry to approach. Clamping his pipe with his teeth, he took out a match, struck it on the prosthesis, and lit it. He leaned over the knife, shoving it into his belt.“Well, you can show me,” he suggested languidly, biting the mouthpiece. - Just stop ca
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There was a knock on the door. Jumping up, he looked at Fox. She was already hastily wrapping herself in a blanket, covering her nakedness.- Open! I shouted, returning to the table and putting the little book into my pocket.Two guys entered the room. One carried a new trough, the other a couple of buckets of hot water.- It was ordered to prepare a second bath, - the young man muttered, involuntarily glancing at Chanterelle lying in bed. - You need?“Do what you are told,” I nodded with a cold smile. - And bring a chamber pot. The lady will not walk around the district at night to do her business.- We'll bring it, - the second of the guys nodded willingly, pulling a trough full of dirty water to the door. - Does the girl smoke? Do you need tobacco?- O? I looked at the errand boy in surprise. - Do they sell tobacco here?- Grih, fill up the stove, - the first of the guys muttered, putting a trough in the middle of the room. - Don't bother sir."Shut up," I snapped. - Speak... Grih.
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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
