The girl braked sharply, darted behind a bush, I did not understand what had happened, but she sharply pulled her sleeve. Unable to stay on his feet, he flopped next to her.- What are you...- Quiet!I paused, followed her gaze. Two goblins are walking towards us. In the hands of a torch that creates around them two dim light spots.- Patrolmen? Something new.- Here and goblins stronger. Take a closer look, - whispered Weasel.Indeed, goblins are a head taller than usual, and stronger. Light from torches leaves glare on metal breastplates. Goblins have small maces with sharp spikes on their belts. They both walk slowly, talking about something.Weasel, meanwhile, drew her axes. Monsters are coming our way, and we have nowhere to hide, except behind a bush. There are several steps to the nearest tree. The fact that our movement will be noticed is one hundred percent."Wait," I whispered.A black ball began to form in his hand. The space was drawn towards him. As soon as the goblins w
- Come on, get up! What hung?Glancing up, I saw the girl stick out halfway, her fingers clenched on my wrist. With my other hand, I grabbed her hand, the girl exhaled sharply and pulled it towards herself with force, the wall in front of my eyes ran down, and after a few seconds I found myself on a flat stone surface. I am no longer surprised at the girl’s strength, she has a “duelist” class, so both dexterity and physique are pumped in.- Enough to lie, quickly run, - came the hissing of the girl.Jumping to his feet, he looked around.To the right there is a hubbub, several goblins began to peer into the darkness behind the walls, apparently trying to make out the sentries sent earlier. The entrance to the dungeon is guarded by a goblin, his partner went to see what happened there. And now the guard does not even look in our direction, all his attention is directed to the brethren crowded on the wall.We jumped down into the yard, dashed across the distance to the keep. The guard,
He turned sharply, trying to throw the girl off the back of her neck, but she put one ax into the magical space and clung to the armor. The hobgoblin spun around, tried to grab Weasel with his hand, but nothing happened, she deftly dodged. And then she slashed at the head. Thick skin and bone saved the hobgoblin, and the ax plunged barely a few millimeters into the head. A figure of 80 damage appeared above the goblin, he squealed.I stepped back, breathing heavily. The world shakes before my eyes. Pain ripples from the shoulder. I noticed a message that the hand was critically wounded and now I can’t move it for a hundred seconds.While the hobgoblin squeals and tries to throw Weasel off, I removed almost all the torches from magical space, dumped them in a pile. A strong flame shot up, illuminating the area. A black ball formed in the left hand, to which all space was drawn. The fire from the burning torches piled in a heap reached for the ball. I brought it closer. The flame seemed
- Yes. I have it marked on the map in the same way as the exits controlled by corporations, - I said, then stopped abruptly, looked at the girl. - Weasel.She also stopped and looked at me suspiciously.- What?- Thanks for helping.She looked away.- If you were a complete goat, then for any money I would not climb into that fortress to help you.- Why is this? Although I understand that life is more expensive ...- Tim. I am terminally ill. I have mimicking cancer. So I already have one foot in the grave. That's why I'm not interested in riches and other crap that ordinary people crave. My whole life here, in the rift, is an attempt to collect money in order to give them for treatment and live an extra day. This does not mean that I am ready for anything for the sake of money. But if there is a person who is also on the verge of life and death, instead of thinking about himself, goes and helps others, I cannot leave him alone. The reason why you decided to save those girls... I tota
New body.Nevertheless, the experience of battles, and with it the adoption of important and urgent decisions, made itself felt. Probably, an ordinary person who did not have my experience of fighting monsters would have panicked, started rushing around the apartment, thinking what had happened. I quickly got over my feelings. Now is not the time to be surprised. I’ll think about my current state later, now I need to bring down as quickly as possible, because in addition to Yuji’s bandits, we should also expect corporations. So the apartment should be left without delay.Looking down, I found myself standing naked. Well, it is understandable, from a powerful explosion all the clothes were torn to shreds. I mentally clicked on the inventory icon. To my relief, my first clothes remained in the magical vault - shoes, old trousers and a shirt. When I bought my first set, I put the starting clothes in the magical storage, and forgot about it. You don't know what will come in handy in life.
You should have seen the delivery man's face! Since I paid without using any visible device, which means that the logical conclusion is that I have an expensive chip implanted, only now I look like a bum.Once again, a couple of thugs rang at the door. I understand that these were Yuji's guys, who decided to walk around the neighbors, find out about the details of the explosion and if anyone saw a suspicious guy leaving the explosion site. I prepared a spell, but did not open it and generally somehow respond. I thought that they would decide to try to get into the apartment, but apparently they did not have an access key decoder, or there was an order to be careful, or the presence of police drones nearby stopped them from illegal actions.I also ordered delivery of clothes. I didn’t order something super cool for two reasons: firstly, I didn’t know if I could use it, and secondly, if I have to fight with someone again, it’s not a pity to ruin cheap clothes.Dressed in ordinary jeans
- Fuck you.- What?I didn't even waste the spell, I just punched him sharply from below in the jaw.- Bitch! he croaked.Flying away, I waved my knife, but the stone skin held out, and I didn’t even get hit.I ran up to him, fear appeared in the stranger's eyes, he hastily stabbed with a knife, but, like last time, nothing happened. And his blow was weak, and the quality of the steel of the knife left much to be desired. No, if I had ordinary flesh, his weapon would easily enter into it, but my skin became equal in strength to stone.His eyes widened in surprise as he realized that the knife hadn't even pierced the skin. He must have thought it was artificial. My fist hit hard on the nose. The enemy howled, dropped the knife, fell to the ground, covering his face with his palms, but even so he could not restrain the flow of blood, which rounded his lips in two red paths, accumulated on his chin and began to drip onto the ground.Crap! Some petty robber. I thought one of Yuuji's guys
Kingdom of Santon.I froze."Don't move," came a voice from behind. - Tell me, who are you? Ah, please forgive my manners, my name is Farust.- I'm Tim.- Tim? By chance not summoned by Sol? the stranger asked.- Yes. And by chance you are not studying this gap here. Are you a friend of Alast?I felt the tense gaze of an invisible interlocutor behind my back, but as soon as I called out the name of the alchemist, the tension hanging in the air eased. A weary exhalation reached his ears. Realizing that the immediate danger had passed, I slowly turned around.Three paces from me, near a small tree, stands a tall man in his fifties with a short white beard, in a dark robe and a pointed hat typical of a magician. It rests on a wooden staff, on top of which is attached a large shiny black stone with sharp edges.- So, you are the young man about whom Alast studied alchemy?- Yes.There was a short silence. Faroust studied me for a few moments, then turned his gaze to the rift.- So, you ge
- 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