In addition to these people, who are supposed to be on any merchant ship, two more went ashore. Rude, but not rude, but stern, a middle-aged man, dressed in a beige jacket and trousers, and accompanying him, a beautiful, red-haired and moderately wiry woman in an elegant, but discreet light dress. In a man, in addition to broad shoulders and a military bearing, a dark, neatly trimmed beard immediately caught the eye, which bordered a face with slightly gray hair, the color of a beard. The look of this man was heavy, and an incomprehensible tension was felt in it.The couple walked around the city a lot. Travelers visited both the local temple and the noisy Mitungsky market, which is located near the port. They looked at the western outskirts of the city, where they wandered for a long time between the chic mansions of wealthy citizens, the cozy gardens of which were separated from the road by graceful wrought iron bars. With interest, the couple looked at the beautiful residence of th
Alaira's opinion had to be reckoned with: even though the operation as a whole was commanded by Rhetor, the saboteurs were subordinate to the red-haired warrior.The woman continued:- With the onset of darkness around the city, a magical barrier is activated, the option of landing and attacking from land disappears automatically.The Rhetor took the floor:- Well, then we go out to sea and wait for cloudy weather. The ships must approach within the launching distance of the boats exactly at the moment of dusk falling. At eleven it gets dark, and at twelve the night guard changes. After the change, the guards of the forts will switch to night mode: they will lock all the doors and generally be on the alert. In total, the landing force has only an hour to try to capture the forts. If we fail at this hour, it will be an order of magnitude more difficult to pull off such a thing in the next ten years.The interlocutors nodded approvingly.***Around the same time, Yura and his comrades v
- Yes, right now, - the gopnik muttered, - so that I miss all the fun in your casemates ...The sea lit up with a garland of bright flashes, right there, with these flashes, the body of a large ship with black sails pulled out of the darkness. Its side bristled with fire from two rows of cannons, then, belching its anger, it sank into darkness. Behind him, to the left, about half a kilometer away, another ship burst into flames with a rolling cannonade. Having filled the sky with an unpleasant whistle, the “bespredelchik” disappeared under the cover of darkness. In less than ten seconds, the third attacker revealed his location.“Here are the impudent ones, they stand two hundred meters from the shore, no more,” Kolya muttered.The philosopher looked at the gopnik in bewilderment. The comrade's remark clearly pulled Zhenya out of a kind of catharsis generated by the spectacle of the night salvo of a huge ship.But Kolya was a more down-to-earth person, he did not feel admiration, and
- I know how to climb, - Zhenya suddenly blurted out, not believing his own ears. “We just need to try something.Since the running was not very conducive to conversation, the discussion had to be postponed. And the philosopher simply followed his friend, watching what was happening and marveling at Kolya's ability to spin the flywheel of events.Gopnik confidently moved along the dark streets of the port districts. Zhenya did not know this area very well, but he understood that they were heading towards the sailors' dormitories. There were places in the city where, with sufficient convenience and for a small fee, entire ship crews could be accommodated. And very soon the hitmen came to a complex of large buildings that looked like military barracks. Here, either Colin's luck worked, which, by the way, was equal to two, or circumstances coincided, but a group of sailors crowded in front of the hostels and excitedly argued about something in the light of a bright lantern at night. Ther
Kolya grimaced, sighed, grimaced once more and, closing his eyes, thrust his hands into the mass of quivering darkness.- "Japanese in the city", she keeps me! he groaned frightenedly at the philosopher.- Yes, do not twitch, this thing, by the way, is difficult to keep active.Suddenly, the stain confidently crawled up the wall, inexorably pulling the gopnik along with it.- Ah-ah-ah-ah, it drags me! "Police!"- It's not it that drags you, but I drag you, - Zhenya, covered with perspiration, grunted from tension.Kolya no longer hung on the wall, but hung from the ceiling. The dark mass smoothly crawled up to the ceiling, firmly holding his hands, which is why the gopnik, kicking his legs, dangled like a pendulum.“Cancel, get ready,” commanded the philosopher."Blot" let go of the hands of the hanging one and silently soaked into the ceiling. Freed, Kolya fell to the edge of the platform, almost losing his balance and not flopping into the water.- Scary, blah! You warn me before yo
With one hand, Kolya held on to the elbow of a beautiful lady, and with the other he felt her very good breasts. And everything would be fine, but the chest was wooden. A whole whirlpool of thoughts was spinning in the head of the hitman, from which an understanding quickly formed of why he was not yet in the water.All conceivable and inconceivable luck of the gopnik should have ended a minute ago, when the ship was shaken by the core of a long-range coastal gun. After Zhenin's blow, the "blot" treacherously disappeared. Here the saboteur was supposed to flop into the water with a 120% chance. But he did not flopped, as some force firmly glued him to the board, after which his hands in panicked waving were able to get a grip on the elaborately carved human figures. And Kolya did not like this power, because even through the shock and panic he felt something frightening, dark. Something that suddenly enveloped him and glued it to the surface of the ship with deadly cold tentacles."Sw
A chill ran down his back, the gopnik felt the door behind him silently swung open. And feeling it, he began to turn around. Here the body makes a turn, the eyes catch in the dim light of the doorway the blurry silhouette of a man, and it is strange that this silhouette literally materializes out of thin air. From what he saw, the face wants to express surprise, and the mind wants to give the hand a command to grab the dagger, but how slowly everything is! Deadly slow...Later, Kolya thought a lot about why the "Shadow Protection" did not work and came to the conclusion that the magic was simply spent, it would not be possible for her to protect him forever. Right now, he felt an incomprehensible confusion, followed by a sharp pain in his heart. Eyes lowered and saw the dark line of a sword blade that dug into his chest. But the gopnik did not have time to be upset by this fact, what he saw and the pain gave rise to a strange thought:"It doesn't seem to hurt much..."But immediately,
Putting out the lighter, the gopnik quietly climbed the stairs and, arching his neck, put his ear to the hatch. The hearing aid caught a lot of sounds, but they all seemed to refer to anything but what was happening on the other side of the obstacle. He lightly pressed the hatch and it rose a little, but the man did not open it completely yet.After a little thought, Kolya quickly went downstairs, opened one of the boxes that stood higher and set the lighter to lick the wall of one of the barrels with flame. Then he closed the lid, which plunged the world around him into pitch darkness and began to feel his way to the stairs.Casting aside doubts and preparing for the worst, the hitman pushed the hatch up. What was waiting for him at the top surprised both with its logic and complete surprise. Having comprehended what he saw, Kolya, worried and almost forgetting about the need not to make noise, rushed back to the arsenal. Puffing, he fumbled for the right rack and threw back the lid
- 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