He disappeared, and I thought hard. In general, selling a guide is a profitable business, but only in my case it will be incomplete. Still, the artifact was a considerable merit of yesterday's pumping, but I think some secrets will have to be revealed. For then people will have suspicions - how did this newcomer level up so quickly? It will be necessary to ask Alex later if it is possible, instead of a detailed guide, to give out some of the secrets that I learned. Probably, the price of a collection of tips will not be as high as that of a detailed guide, but safety is more important.* * *The first thing I saw when I arrived at the camp was yesterday's beauty. She stood in line to get out of the rift. Red hair, like a flame, falls on her shoulders, a calm look of green eyes does not express emotions.She turned around as if sensing my gaze. A smile flickered across his lips.- Weasel, come in, - Alex said, leaning out of the warehouse.He saw me, smiled, waving his hand. I waved ba
As soon as I raised my spiritual strength to five, the numbers in the line opposite the magic damage modifier and magic defense changed:Magic damage modifier - 10%.Magic defense modifier - 10%.So, a modifier of magical damage and protection. What does it mean?As soon as I asked this question, a hint immediately appeared.Magic Damage Modifier - Increases spell damage.Magic Defense Modifier - Increases magic defense against items.It turns out that now the lightning strike will deal not 35 damage, but 10% more, like a small fire strike. 38 and 11 damage respectively. Given that I don't have items that give magical protection, this modifier is useless for now.While thinking about everything, I made my way to the town hall. The guard glanced at me, but didn't move to block the way. I greeted him with a smile, but he just snorted and turned away. I wonder if he did not interfere because he already knows me or because my reputation in the city has increased a little?Be that as it ma
Who are you and why did you bother me? he asked coldly.- I'm Tim. Battle mage and adventurer. The head of the city sent me to you, saying that you might have a job for me.- Oh, so you're the smart guy that helped Alast? Heard, heard. Yes, I think you can help a little. Come on in, there is nothing to stand on the threshold.Inside the mansion is some kind of library. A lot of bookcases, ladders attached to them, chests with scrolls and other paper utensils."I'm in a bit of a mess here, it's because I've been rummaging through everything looking for weak magic paper." Alas, I did not find it.On the right, on the wall between the cabinets, I saw a hanging picture. It depicts Normar himself, standing to his full height, and in front of him on a chair sits a smiling, freckled girl, the one who sold me the scroll with the spell.“You have a beautiful daughter,” I said, remembering that she asked me not to tell her father about her inappropriate behavior.- Yes, - he said, sighed, looke
Weasel. A huge castar rises in the middle of the field, the “flower” is bent in our direction, the mouth is slightly open, a sharp row of teeth is visible, which ordinary castars do not have. Even its color has changed, the leaves and stem have darkened, purple streaks are visible, entangling the castar like a network of blood vessels. - Listen here, I won't repeat it twice. It is a level 5 monster, but because it is a boss, it is many times more dangerous than normal level 5 monsters. He has one and a half thousand health points. It uses two types of attacks - a root strike and a bite. When it takes 500 damage, it starts spitting gastric juice and releases a corrosive mist. Got it? - Yes. - Then attack. As soon as he's distracted, I'll come up from behind and land a few hits. When he over aggresses on me, attack intensively again, let him be distracted by you again. Here, grab three life restoration potions. That is all I have. I don't want you to die after a couple of attacks. Ev
- Hello, I would like to learn spells, did I come right?- Oh, are you a mage?I frowned, she smiled guiltily.- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, and please don't tell my father about my behavior.- Let's forget about it. So what about spells?- Oh sure. We can sell spell scrolls. There is everything but the entry level.Hmm, entry level?- Do you mean spells of this type? I asked, creating a flame in my hand.- Yes Yes! This is a fire strike, if I'm not mistaken? Entry level spell. We do not sell these. But there are spells of the first level, a fireball, a lightning strike, an ice spear, a bog. These are elemental spells, are you a combat mage or a healer?- Battle Mage.- Well, then elemental spells should be available to you, but do you have enough money?"And how much do first-level spells cost?" I asked.- Five thousand zen.Well, just like Alex said.- Then I have one.- Which? she said with a smile, placing four scrolls on the counter.I rubbed my chin, frowning and try
As soon as I raised my spiritual strength to five, the numbers in the line opposite the magic damage modifier and magic defense changed:Magic damage modifier - 10%.Magic defense modifier - 10%.So, a modifier of magical damage and protection. What does it mean?As soon as I asked this question, a hint immediately appeared.Magic Damage Modifier - Increases spell damage.Magic Defense Modifier - Increases magic defense against items.It turns out that now the lightning strike will deal not 35 damage, but 10% more, like a small fire strike. 38 and 11 damage respectively. Given that I don't have items that give magical protection, this modifier is useless for now.While thinking about everything, I made my way to the town hall. The guard glanced at me, but didn't move to block the way. I greeted him with a smile, but he just snorted and turned away. I wonder if he did not interfere because he already knows me or because my reputation in the city has increased a little?Be that as it ma
Who are you and why did you bother me? he asked coldly.- I'm Tim. Battle mage and adventurer. The head of the city sent me to you, saying that you might have a job for me.- Oh, so you're the smart guy that helped Alast? Heard, heard. Yes, I think you can help a little. Come on in, there is nothing to stand on the threshold.Inside the mansion is some kind of library. A lot of bookcases, ladders attached to them, chests with scrolls and other paper utensils."I'm in a bit of a mess here, it's because I've been rummaging through everything looking for weak magic paper." Alas, I did not find it.On the right, on the wall between the cabinets, I saw a hanging picture. It depicts Normar himself, standing to his full height, and in front of him on a chair sits a smiling, freckled girl, the one who sold me the scroll with the spell.“You have a beautiful daughter,” I said, remembering that she asked me not to tell her father about her inappropriate behavior.- Yes, - he said, sighed, looke
Weasel.A huge castar rises in the middle of the field, the “flower” is bent in our direction, the mouth is slightly open, a sharp row of teeth is visible, which ordinary castars do not have. Even its color has changed, the leaves and stem have darkened, purple streaks are visible, entangling the castar like a network of blood vessels.- Listen here, I won't repeat it twice. It is a level 5 monster, but because it is a boss, it is many times more dangerous than normal level 5 monsters. He has one and a half thousand health points. It uses two types of attacks - a root strike and a bite. When it takes 500 damage, it starts spitting gastric juice and releases a corrosive mist. Got it?- Yes.- Then attack. As soon as he's distracted, I'll come up from behind and land a few hits. When he overaggresses on me, attack intensively again, let him be distracted by you again. Here, grab three life restoration potions. That is all I have. I don't want you to die after a couple of attacks. Everyo
- And if you just give the crossbow? Yura murmured.- On the one hand, the possession of this crossbow is really a big hemorrhoids, - Genghis Khan nodded, - and on the other hand, incredible luck and a chance to get out of this world twenty years earlier. But in order to take advantage of this chance, you don’t have to “wait for the weather by the sea”, but take “hands in feet” and go, as these boobies say - swing.“But it doesn’t seem so bad here,” Zhenya said thoughtfully. “At least as long as the said Guardians are pleased with you.Genghis Khan shook his head.- You know, I envy you a little: the first ten years in this world are in many ways a happy time, albeit full of severe trials. But man is a complex creature, not only pain and suffering move us forward. With every year spent in this place, indescribable nostalgia, longing, longing for the place lying there ahead will grow stronger in you. I don't want to say that every day will eventually turn into something bad, no. But th
- Zheka, Chechens in the city! Gather brother!True, what does the philosopher have to do with it and where to take the mentioned lads, the gopnik did not specify.Genghis Khan sighed, snapped a cunning crossbow from his belt, put the weapon on the bed next to Tuen, and he himself took a free chair, of which there were several in the room, put it next to the bed, sat down and, raising his hand, waved to everyone:- Hi.Kolya, meanwhile, was blushing like cancer, realizing that he was slightly frostbitten.- Valuable advice "on the track", - Genghis Khan continued, - if the Guardians offer something, it is better to agree. But do not rush to do what is proposed according to their scenario: these guys will definitely try to drag you into the very ass. Try to work with your head and go to your goal in your own way. Which, of course, will not always succeed.What are martial skills? - Zhenya immediately clarified the information on the reward for the quest.Genghis Khan, without getting u
Your mother's time in this world is coming to an end.Guardians offer you a task:Reach Ozatorga in the company of the lost ones who will leave the city in the near future, and we, the Guardians, will ensure your meeting with your mother.The consequence accompanying the acceptance of the task is the acquisition of a special status, the temporary inclusion of lost souls in the system.1) Accept the task.2) Reject the job.**Of course, she should have consulted with her father, but Erita immediately realized that all this was superfluous, since she made her choice at the moment when she read the text to the end. Having experimented a little, she chose the desired menu item:**1) Accept the task.**In vain did the girl think that her misadventures were over, the event that happened a moment later divided her whole life into before and after. And although the Guardians made every effort available to them to facilitate the process of transformation, the lousy experience was far beyond
Dietrich, having analyzed his part of the work, was frankly depressed. Since Paul and Genghis Khan got formidable, but, in fact, single targets, and his opponents "spread" over a very large area. Fortunately, this square was constantly squeezed by the city guard, but they also added new hemorrhoids - as if not to knock down someone outside and not to spoil valuable property.Without hindrance, passing the place of deployment of the defenders of the city, the German hurriedly walked out to the port facilities. Stopping in the middle of a dark port street, he assessed the situation. At the moment, the "front line" between the pirates and the defenders of the city passed in a place where hangars and warehouses tightly adjacent to each other ended and residential buildings began. The port was a semi-closed territory, into which several wide streets led, but at the same time, various small streets and lanes were completely absent. At night, guards were stationed at the exits of the port, w
Genghis Khan was rapidly approaching the western coast. Having parted with his comrades, he did not want to go down to the ground and was now moving towards his goal using exclusively the city roofs. In practice, jumping on tiles had two subtleties: first, it was necessary not to ruin the roof during repulsion, and second, it was necessary not to ruin it when landing. The one mentioned was bad. And the man consoled himself with the hope that for the sake of a great cause, a mountain of broken tiles would be forgiven him. Having shortened the path in this way and at the same time assessed the situation in the city, he very soon found himself on the coast.Here, standing by the embankment, Genghis Khan pulled back his sleeve from his wrist, revealing to the night an elegant silver bracelet covered with dense rows of reddish runes. Giving the artifact a mental command, he began to patiently peer into the darkness of the sea. Finally, the pirate ship snapped back with another salvo, revea
Fizruk disappeared. In his place, another, already middle-aged actor from a film about a sophisticated cannibal appeared, who ate other actors and especially loved gelatinous brains. And Yura was afraid of this actor.- Why not? The task of the Final Set is to help you get through the path to the end, to give strength that is inaccessible at the current level of development. Our meeting was not without fate, but if she drags you, then she only gives me strong advice, so don’t be arrogant. There was a place and commonality: it's funny - you and I are similar in a certain set of emanations, as a lion and a kitten are similar. And the last of the weighty ones - for some reason I wanted to play on the nerves of Vega and Zegero. Vega is the bearded man who gave the green light to your possession of the Fourth Treasure of Darkness. He and Zegero run the show here. Vega is nothing less than a galaxy, but not the one you think of. Zegero is the largest black hole in observable space. And a ra
- Good question, bad answer. Your shattered head will provoke her into attacking the blackbeard. She will snatch out a cunning stiletto that is hidden in her belt and try to drive twenty centimeters of death under the shoulder blade of the leader of the pirates. But, alas, the weight categories are too different: a short blow, and after the third bullet today. Trite, sad, but true.- Can I do something?!The "actor" thoughtfully touched his chin with his hand, and then issued:- And why, maybe it's better to go home, at the computer ...- How is it, home? Yura didn't understand.- Yes, it's very simple. Here you are, and here you are at home, celebrating your luck from the bow knocked out of the boss, lazily brushing off offers to sell it, or join a new community of players more worthy of you. What is it called, “flock” it seems, but no, in another way - “clan”. Well, what a mess in your Sharapov head, - and Kukuruz looked at the hitman with a look, as if he was going to sew a shirt f
Pondering the plan of action, Yura became despondent. The reason for despondency, as is often the case, lay in the details. First, the current fence turned out to be quite high, about the height of a man, and metal spiers stuck out on top of this fence, not very sharp, but a piece of hoodie can easily be left. Secondly, the road between the residence and the territory of the garden, in which the “guerrilla-scout” sat down, was very well lit. And now, carefully parting the branches of the bush, the young man clearly saw the bustle of armed men in the courtyard of the building he needed.“What did I get here at all! Although no, it’s clear what’s useful: it’s likely that Erita really has problems. The question is, how can I, a fool, solve these problems ... ”the hit man groaned to himself and began to think about how, if not to solve the problems, then at least not to produce new ones.Alas, the thinker did not generate anything worthwhile. The mind, going through the ways of painful an
In a pant, another kilometer and a half flew by, during which it became clear that there was not so much left of the former Yura in him, at least bodily. He couldn’t run more than a kilometer before, and “run” is not quite the right word, “puff” was more suitable. However, the current Yura was far from the condition of a super hero, which is why he was incredibly out of breath.Suddenly, "the scenery changed" and the young man ended up in the area of posh mansions of wealthy citizens. The mansions were located in even rows, which were separated from the road by low bars. The road itself was illuminated by frequent, but not very bright gas lamps. A sort of holiday village of extra-class. And now, only two hundred meters separated from the beginning of the nobility district to the residence of the lord of the hitman. Just run a little forward, turn left and go out to the large ornate gates of the monastery of the local ruler. What Yura immediately decided to do. And he almost fell i