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Fortress of Hope 41
The world welcomes you! said a beautiful, deep female voice.It was the first thing I heard when I woke up, while I was in space, at least that's how I imagined it: the surrounding blackness, which seemed voluminous and endless, distant winking stars, a scattering of luminous gas clouds - this is a bewitching sight but it didn't last long at all. The world around me began to spin, and I ended up in a room. Small, with an area of three meters by two, but bright. Large window, white ceiling and apparently whitewashed, log walls and wooden floor, surprisingly smooth. The furniture included good quality chairs and a table. On one of these chairs sat a man, he was offhand about thirty years old, well-built brunette, direct look, proud profile, you look like from the cover of a magazine.“Good afternoon, Mark Viktorovich,” he began, “you probably don’t feel at ease, let me explain everything. My name is Nikifor Ivanovich Gromov. I am a representative of the Mir company. How are you feeli
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I really liked this way of posing the question, although I assumed that it would be difficult. For starters, Sergei sent me for a jog around the village; it was funny to look at the faces of other players: since this is a starting village, and the game does not imply the creation of a new character, it can be said with confidence that there are only beginners, maximum instructed by experienced friends. And besides, these incomprehensibly elongated faces, they say, what for this moron rushes about like mad, and without any business, but waved their hand - they went to beat the rabbits of the first level in order to quickly raise the level and get out of the boring initial loka. It was hard to run, the energy squandered just instantly. For her speedy recovery, Sergei ordered to drink water at the beginning of the day, and after dinner he gave a glass of milk, and I ran, already pouring milk as fuel,At about four o'clock in the afternoon, when milk began to flow from the ears and stamin
Fortress of Hope 43
The next day, getting up in the morning, I immediately went to the hunters guild, in order to find out what tasks they had. The tasks are standard, I didn’t count on others, therefore, taking tasks for the tails and fangs of wolves, I went towards the magical academy. It was a hefty castle with thick walls, over which shimmered the veil of a magical shield, and, judging by the buzz, not such a frail shield. When I went in there, I met a sweet looking girl of about eighteen who was sitting at the counter. Seeing me, she cooed:“Good afternoon, what do you wish, Honorable Mirage?”“Good afternoon, I would like to know the prices for learning magic, as well as the bindings of things.- With this, everything is simple. Binding is five hundred gold, learning the first spell is free - the second is ten gold, and each subsequent one is ten gold more expensive. Would you like to study something?- Yes, a spell from the school of ice that freezes the enemy.“Go through the arch of the ice-colo
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The next day I continued to study the information. It is very interesting and besides, intelligence and wisdom swing. There is still gold, enough for life, but the knowledge that will help me save my life, well, if not life, but experience, will be very useful, besides, it will allow me to complete some kind of quest that was previously considered impossible. By the way, on the topic of quests, it will be necessary to go through the forum and shake the locals. In order not to waste time reading the book, I cut invisibility by cd¹ until mana ran out, the recovery rate of which is not very high. So I sat until lunch, waited until the mana was restored, and after lunch, I went to warm up.To begin with, I went to the hunters guild to find out what tasks there are. Whatever one may say, but the capital must be increased. Today's task was deer antlers. A pair was bought for five gold pieces, while there was no limit on them, since they were ordered by the master of the local mayor to decor
Fortress of Hope 45
In the morning I woke up in a great mood, the feeling of euphoria from a job well done and new clothes breathed a lot of optimism into me. I wanted to play tricks, and since there was no desire to go and farm mobs, I decided to walk around the town, besides, it was quite interesting and beautiful. The day was akin to a mood - the sun shone brightly, but there was no stuffiness, so I gave myself completely to the walk. Looking at the beautiful openwork houses, I did not notice how half a day had passed. I went out to the main square, in the middle of which there was a fountain, and it was surrounded by an auction, a market, shops of rich merchants, a dwarf bank and an arena, somewhat similar to the Colosseum. Near this very arena stood a herald and called everyone to take part in the tournament. Interested, I approached and this is what I found out: team and single fights will take place in the arena, since team fights did not interest me, I listened to all the information about them.
Fortress of Hope 46
The sun broke through the window, a ray ran along the ceiling, closet and jumped on my face. I sneezed like a cat and woke up. It’s healthy to sleep, I was tired yesterday not like a child, but, remembering the events of the past day, I smiled, and a wonderful mood swept over me. My level has skyrocketed, and the surrounding locations have become small for me, which does not relieve me of the obligation to train. Therefore, in order not to waste time, I went to the hunters' guild, took the task for ponytails, fortunately, the players do not like wolves, and ran. Yes, yes, he ran. Today's workout consists of a non-stop jog with wolf tail cutting along the way. I just ran out to the edge of the forest, jumped on the first two wolves and, without even throwing off my daggers, looted without looking, throwing everything into my inventory. A few words must also be said about inventory. Inventory is a spatial pocket,Around lunchtime, when my stamina was approaching zero, I returned to the
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And here is the morning, what colors the day. After having a snack, I immediately went to the Mages Guild to insert an air blade into swords. It activated in the same way, with the power of thought, and consumed twenty mana per release of the blade and dealt one hundred damage at the first level. It looked like looking through very clear glass. There were spells that were stronger, much stronger, for example, the fiery blade dealt two hundred and fifty damage at the first level, while it had a chance to hang a dot of burning. But I bet on secrecy, I hope I will not lose. Then he tied the swords to himself, in total it took six thousand gold pieces. The amount is huge, but saving on weapons is such a thankless task. The furniture is still not completed, so I decided to start by going through the mentors, learn a couple of crafts, for example, cooking, then you will need a seamstress, a blacksmith, a herbalist, an alchemist. You can pick up a whole bunch of them, but you ca
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I didn't get far, it just got so dark that I couldn't see the road, but luckily the timer reset and I was able to set up camp here. The night flew by instantly, although it seems that lately I’ve only been doing what I’m sleeping, but moral fatigue is an evil thing to throw it off, there’s not always enough sleep, it’s worth going through, overcoming, and then the spirit will be freed. In the morning, after a quick bite of the rest of the provisions, I went on. On the nearest lands, the undead did not even smell, for the attack they were driven from all over the area, and the robbers did not have time to migrate to these places. Therefore, there was nothing to fear, and I could afford to relax and just admire the surrounding views. And there was something to admire: to the left of the road a pure birch forest, to the right a field with cornflowers on the horizon, merging with the sky of the purest blue color. The task for today was far from heroic. I need to g