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FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 136
- 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
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 137
- 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
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 138
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
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 139
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
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 140
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,
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 141
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
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 142
Black observer: - Definitely to the bottom ...White Observer: - I'm against it, but business, business, so it's not up to you.**After that, Kolya, having managed to walk with his signature waddling gait six meters from the bedroom door to the hatch to the arsenal, began deftly going down the stairs. Setting the lighter to lick the side of the new barrel, he hurried up the stairs and, closing the hatch, rushed to the window.Without ceremony, he slammed the sole of his boot into the dense fabric and the window frame behind it, and ... and his foot rested against something! Kick, another kick! The gopnik rushed in panic to the closet, grabbed an ax from the rack and slashed at the window with it, tearing off the fabric and crushing the remains of the frame.- M-l-i-i-i-i-i-i-i! A cry of despair and hopelessness escaped from his chest.The window was securely closed with thick metal bars, and in order to get free, it was necessary to get rid of at least two of them. Scales immediately
FAULT ; ARTIFACT chapter 143
“No, this is complete idiocy, how can this even be ?!” Yura lay on the bed and thought. He tried to get the conversation that excited him out of his head, but it did not work out: what he heard during the meeting with Eritha did not want to leave his mind. “No, this cannot be, some kind of nonsense!” repeated the young man in a silent exclamation. Almost a week has passed since the remarkable dinner. And Yura really found out what the daughter of the local lord was fond of. But in the matter of rapprochement, the knowledge gained did not help much, since the former gamer was rather weak in magic, fencing and horseback riding. “Maybe she messed up something?!” But there was no one to answer this question, and Yura decided to switch his thoughts to topics that were less disturbing to the mind. “No, well, it’s still incomprehensible to the mind!” - the internal monologue broke into a new exclamation. Yes, he was seventeen years old - the age when serious topics do not linger in the