The island of the Chinops, when it was first handed over to these outsiders about three centuries ago, was no island at all. Just a large piece of capital land, where the imperial laws were slightly modified, obeying the rules set by the netancris. This was the condition under which the chinopses agreed to accept imperial citizenship and faithfully serve Messiah. With his understanding of the word "service". Mesquia provided the Chinops with a huge supply of time and almost unlimited resources, and in return received ... gifts of indescribable value. The Chinops began the total industrialization of the country. They erected metal walls with lintels in the form of gigantic fangs on their territory, set up five gates set in motion by internal mechanisms, built wide bridges across the canals that they dug themselves. A kind of incredibly wide moat, fed by the Remma in the north and flowing into the Estra. The island of hinops is a place where even the Emperor cannot set foot without the
Do they see us? I asked.– How should I know?“You are a mage, you have studied materials about this place.- Oh no. It was mainly about the possibilities of survival and the magical background, and whether the shadows see us or not ... It seems to me that they are like ghosts, that is, they are like a vague gloom for us, and we are like a vague gloom for them.- It makes sense. They stop and look at us, as if doubting our existence ... And how do you know how ghosts see us? Do you even believe in ghosts?“Hypotheses, Bree, only hypotheses… Lups shadow!”A massive, humpbacked mass of darkness with long arms, an outstretched head, and a whiskered tail galloped across the crossroads, skirting the shadow of a boy selling matches. Three hundred and twenty years ago, lups rarely left their area, they were a species minority, and older inhabitants treated them much worse than they do now. This is not strange, given that at that time wolffaces were considered primitive savages who had just e
- You killed them!“I killed a lot of people.- Coal miner!“Ah… the old man and his poor family. Yes. They are just the first in a long list of those who will soon leave this world. You're on that list too, Brian el'Moria, Throathook!He leaped forward, and I twirled the cane, drawing a thin, double-edged blade from it. Suddenly we were on an equal footing, he is bigger, I am faster, we are probably also unequal in strength, he has a staff, one touch of which will kill me, I have a sword that I wielded to perfection. We moved through the warehouse, I shred him and hide from the clots of magic that he periodically throws, he, despite all the wounds inflicted, continues to relentlessly pounce on me, flailing with huge fists and waving a hot fireball. Several times this weapon touched the floor and left scorched cavities. Finally, I inflicted a really serious wound on him, cutting off his right hand, which flew off behind the boxes. No blood, no screams, the giant just dodged and almost
- And the family? Servants?- By-products. The killer was extremely promiscuous. By some miracle, I drew attention to the late collier. I'm sure I was being followed at that moment, and another thread broke. If it weren't for the specific death of the de Moranjaks, I wouldn't even have thought to climb into the Shadow Quarter. Sucked souls. Zheshzuly. The moon favors me, I managed to find an arsenal.We were silent.- So, what is next? If it's not a secret, of course, that is the Supreme Interrogator.I had to put together several options for my next steps.“The High Accuser is dead. The side performer who brought the killer to his house is also dead. Interrogation of his corpse yielded little. I didn't find the Zheshzuls, but I did find a weapons depot. I don’t know what it is for yet, but I’m sure there are others. Threw a hook in Five Finger Square, we must wait for news from Tuzz. And talk to el'Kalipsa.- El'Kalipsa! repeated my friend, making a face.“I can’t stand it either, bu
To my slight surprise, Anois chose not pearls or diamonds, but sparkling red-black opals. Instead of a dazzling white dress with silver embroidery, she donned an evening dress, black as an oriental night, of a more strict closed style. Seeing the fiery-haired tani in this garb, it was as if I breathed in the spicy smell of the Tartsar spice bazaar. The smell of an alien world, precious oil incense and hot sand. It was as if a breath of wind from a strange world that I once visited and which, to be honest, I miss, gently touched my face.- And again fascinated.“My thane, you are too kind.- If you repeat this to those gentlemen whom I put in prison, I will be very grateful. For some reason they think I'm a real demon.A hired carriage took us to the Imperial Gardens on Hyacinth Street. I was always touched by how the huge spaces reserved for park areas surrounding the mansions of the powerful of this world manage to delimit with some abstract streets!First we entered the park, crosse
I've disliked Arren el'Calyps for years. To put it mildly. He answers me the same. To put it mildly. El'Kalipsa has always been what I never was and never could be - a desired and respected thane, who is expected everywhere, and not endured through force. I, in turn, embodied everything that he despised and shunned - a dirty upstart who somehow climbed to a high and influential post. The genus el'Kalipsa was considered the second in antiquity and purity of blood in Mescia, only the imperial dynasty was more noble. The Tencris said that when the ancestor of the Emperors first emerged from the shadows to Silana, the ancestor of el'Kalips followed him and became the second. The Repentant saw my origin as so vile and unnatural that it could be equated with a crime.Arren el'Kalipsa, like me, holds an important government position, running the Scoalt Yard's Department of Magical Crimes, and although the name of this department does not impress, people in the know understand the power and b
Yes, I declared in public that I did not repent and did not regret what and how I had to do, fulfilling my duty to the country. And I lied. We all lie, for we, tenkris, are perfect creatures who have raised our perfection to the absolute. Perfect beings don't make mistakes, which means they don't apologize. The most powerful country in the world, constantly expanding and growing rich on the backs of the defeated peoples, does not apologize. This is ridiculous! And war ... War is as much a part of our nature as a sense of superiority. Tenkris always fought, and we did it better than anyone else. We are born leaders, religious and political leaders, charismatic commanders. It is in our power to kindle the fire of passion in the hearts of the lower species, to share with them our will and our aspirations. But war... At a certain point, you either start to hate yourself for what you are doing and put a bullet in your head, or you turn into an animal without fear or conscience and continue
“The young man decided to challenge me to a duel,” I smiled.“El'Zornaza, take back the summons immediately.- This is impossible!“It is impossible to foolishly shed precious blood in such irresponsible undertakings.Of course, he's not worried about my precious blood.“Thane el'Moria has insulted me, and I will not rest until that insult is properly atoned for!”"El'Moria, would you perhaps be sensible for a change?"“Perhaps,” I smiled. “If Thane el'Zornaza slaps himself across the face with that stupid gauntlet.” A very unpleasant feeling, you know! And if he properly apologizes to me. Then, so be it, I will refuse to participate in this cute farce ...- It's unthinkable! the youth exclaimed.“But you will live,” I shrugged.By this point, the result of young el'Zornaz's foolishness had become the center of everyone's attention. It seems that the upper world has sensed the main entertainment of the evening and is now eager to absorb every moment of what is happening. A small crowd