The day was beautiful, today I had to drive through a pine forest. The sun broke through the tent of branches, playing like bunnies in the morning dew. The camel, to which I never bothered to give a name, easily walked along the coniferous carpet, breathing easily and naturally. Today I was going to make a decent push and leave most of the trip behind me. The road ran easily, from the soul poured out of nowhere a pop-up song:
“You are a sailor, I am a sailor.
You are a fisherman, I am a fisherman.
You are on land, I am on the sea.
We will never meet."
Further, for the life of me, I don’t remember, but I sang these four lines for probably an hour, until a branch from a fallen tree flew over me. It was so unexpected that I choked on a sailor, and then, by inertia, it turned out that I was a crack. I didn't think about it, didn't think about it. I am sitting, thinking about the intricacies of fate and the love of a sailor and a quack, and what should she do, poor fellow, when a sailor is at sea, when suddenly they shouted behind me:
- Hey, guy, you get it, get down, otherwise you will get an arrow in an instant.
I already shuddered in surprise, while I was thinking, two people came up to me from behind, surprised by my inaction, and, pulling their bows, decided to provoke me into action. However, it applied me, apparently, specifically, since my answer was not the most suitable for this situation:
- I didn’t seem to climb, I sat here.
With these words, I turned around and looked at my interlocutors. They were strong middle-aged men, but in clothes clearly from someone else's shoulder. On one, a leather vest over a naked body, canvas pants and leather boots, the second looked very strange, I don’t even have any associations, the nearest one is probably a bum-assassin from a binge: bast shoes, trousers, like eighteenth-century noblemen, a raincoat like mine, Only in the hood is a hole the size of a fist. The only thing that united them was their bluish, drunken faces with swollen eyes. A shadow of thought ran across the faces of the poor fellows, but, unfortunately, only a shadow.
- So this, here you are sitting, it means, now get up.
I made big eyes
- It's uncomfortable, it's comfortable to sit, but it's not very comfortable to stand, I'm falling from here.
- So you get off your humpbacked horse, we will talk.
- Guys, I'm afraid of heights, it's dumb to climb, and in general, I'm dumb. How to say something?
I can't even describe the expressions on their faces. I already understood that an incomprehensible garbage was going on, and the situation itself was absurd, but, as they say, I was flooded, I laugh to myself, but I keep my face stone, only my eye twitches, I forgot to fix it, well, figs with him. This theater of the absurd would have continued for a long time, but another man came out of the bushes. He was half a head taller than the rest, dressed not so comically, one might even say tastefully. A noble camisole, a wide-brimmed hat with a feather, and how does he walk through the forest? Leather boots, and pants to fit them, apparently, he dressed, like the previous ones, from someone else's shoulder, but he had the right of first choice, and that looks quite organic. Of the weapons, he had a large two-handed ax, such is used by orc berserkers, I saw it in Sergey's book.
- Hey, you, get off the camel!
I knew from his tone that the jokes were over, so I got off the camel and immediately called him back.
- Where is the camel going, cattle?
- Yes, it is magical, a sorcerer conjured it for me, you can ride it only once, until you get off. And like tears, so he disappears.
- Right?
- Exactly!
- Look, keep your hands in plain sight, and no jokes. As soon as you reach for a weapon, we will instantly fill it with arrows.
Somehow this is illogical, I would take the weapons, but either they are stupid, or the binding works this way. I didn’t tell them about my logical chains, because they don’t care, let them think for themselves. The ringleader, as I dubbed him to myself, waved his hand, and three more came out of the forest with crossbows. But I had no idea about them, they are not such fools as it seemed at first. They took it in a competent box, at least in my opinion. I was not afraid of them, in vain, or what, do I have a super duper mega skill? I’ll go to invisibility as a last resort and run away, at first I really wanted to kill them all, but I became terribly interested in where they were taking me and why they were taking me, and even if this gang of robbers has been operating on the roads for a long time, they can profit from something.
We walked through some kind of swamp, well at least not for long, otherwise the mosquitoes ate, bastards. It seems that there is no gnat in the open world, but along the river or in the swamp what their dark darkness will fly in, wow, with such spears on the nose, and ka-a-ak pierce, the feeling that they pierce through, it’s good at least vital organs were not affected. So, we passed the swamp and went out to the clearing, it was once beautiful, but now you can’t call it like that. There are bonfires all over the clearing that have disfigured it like ulcers, garbage, and among all this there are huts, from which an unbearable stench is dragging. Some groans, screams, crying and malevolent laughter are heard. Along the forest there were carts with cages in which people were sitting, and some bundles were immediately dumped in a heap.
It was disgusting and disgusting to look at all this, and despite the fact that I did not consider myself Robin Hood, I simply could not look at people in a cage. The plan of action came into being instantly. As soon as the guards were distracted, I went into invisibility. And immediately fell, slowly crawling to the side. Arrows whistled overhead. Let me be invisible, but not incorporeal, so, like a plastuna, I slowly moved to the side, where it was cleaner, and there was less dust, which could give me away. He crawled behind a bush, dusted himself off and began to work out a plan of action. First you need to remove the command, firstly, it stands apart, and secondly, without commanders, even the army becomes a rabble, let alone a gang of robbers. I counted three commanders, the same dude from the road, let's call him a lieutenant. The second is like him, pale as a toadstool, and, apparently, an imitator and in clothes, and in manners, at the same time angry and cruel, in front of me he prescribed one captive from the foot to the liver that he, the poor fellow, had forgotten how to breathe, it’s still good for a man, not a woman. And a conditional general, bear-shaped, dirty, disheveled, as if from a binge, although why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. in my presence, he prescribed one prisoner from the foot in the liver that he, the poor fellow, forgot how to breathe, it’s good for a man, not a woman. And a conditional general, bear-shaped, dirty, disheveled, as if from a binge, although why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. in my presence, he prescribed one prisoner from the foot in the liver that he, the poor fellow, forgot how to breathe, it’s good for a man, not a woman. And a conditional general, bear-shaped, dirty, disheveled, as if from a binge, although why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. how to breathe, it’s good for a man, not a woman. And a conditional general, bear-shaped, dirty, disheveled, as if from a binge, although why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. how to breathe, it’s good for a man, not a woman. And a conditional general, bear-shaped, dirty, disheveled, as if from a binge, although why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. though why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. though why? With a drink and there, out, even swaying. The clothes on him are the strangest, a women's dressing gown on a naked body, some sweatpants and, drumming, felt boots. What for felt boots in the forest, in the summer, among the swamps, I don’t know, but de facto, here they are. This gorilla, which by misunderstanding became a man, is armed with an ax, a hefty one with two blades, however, in his hands it looked like just a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. hefty one, with two blades, however, in his hands he looked just like a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight. hefty one, with two blades, however, in his hands he looked just like a toy. Well, the local gopota in the amount of fourteen people. All levels are fifties - fifty-six, the lieutenants are sixty and sixty-seven, and the general is seventy-eight.
I decided to start with the general, he had just entered his tent. He crept carefully, trying not to breathe in the local aromas. There was twilight in the tent, despite the outward unpretentiousness, it was spacious inside. There was a rough table, littered with scraps, in the corner a bed, on which, huddled in a corner, lay a bound girl. The bull himself stood, leaning over, and rummaged through the bag. Just the perfect moment, I carefully stand on the side and drive the previously pulled out blade into the base of the skull, or rather, I try to drive it in, the blade slides off, leaving a deep wound on the neck, and why didn’t I cut it right away? The general immediately straightens up, and I, already acting rather on instincts, throw a freeze and hit my chin with my favorite technique, punching through the head, the robber did not even have time to shout. Behind me I hear some noise, I turn sharply with my blades at the ready, but then I calm down, this is the same young lady recoiled from us. Wanting to calm her down, I say:
- Do not be afraid, I will not harm you, just be quiet, and nothing bad will happen, if you understand, nod.
- Yes Yes.
And here same often-often nodding. As if she was frightened of her disobedience, but I smiled reassuringly at her and went into invisibility. I stood near the entrance to the tent, sooner or later, but someone will come here. The grebe caught the jackpot, he went up to the tent, apparently in order to report on his actions and immediately lost his head, but, to my regret, I worked dirty. The head flew under the feet of the second assistant, who immediately rushed into the crowd, and several arrows flew at me, one of which hit me already in invisibility. Quietly swearing at his hindsight and impudence, he walked away from the camp and took a small healing potion. The effect of healing, although fast, but not instantaneous, I had to lie down for half an hour, at the same time I had a snack.
I approached the camp and froze, one slip created so many difficulties that my mother did not grieve. Forgetting about the captives and goods, the robbers sat in a circle, with their backs to each other, in the center a fire burned, on which food was prepared and those who were not busy in the environment rested. Now I have nothing to catch here, I will have to deal with them at night, so I will go to rest.
In the forest I found a tree with a thicker crown and climbed up to the middle of the pillar, I was about to settle on the branches. But I noticed a hollow. Interest flared up in earnest, in the very hollow of the darkness, at least gouge out his eye, he decided to rummage around with his hand, on his head, or rather his hand. As soon as you put your hand in and feel for something, teeth sank into your hand, the pain was incredible. He stuck it out, a trap sits tightly on his hand, such a healthy one, for a bear, I don’t know how to cut through my hand. Gently unclenched, since there is a special lever, and removed the trap, it will come in handy. He immediately drank another healing potion and threw meat into his mouth, you need to fill your stomach, treatment with potions consumes internal resources. Looked at the logs:
“I received a serious injury to my left hand. Impact speed reduced by 20%. Impact power reduced by 15% for 4 hours."
“Medium bleeding has been applied, 15 health points are lost every second. Duration - until the cure.
“Drank a Medium Healing Potion. Restored 200 health points, removed bleeding debuff. The duration of the debuff of a serious injury to the left hand has been reduced to 2 hours.
Now I won’t make such a mistake, I took a bough and carefully poked around in the hollow, as a result I caught another trap, it will come in handy on the farm. The re-examination of injuries did not bring, but it brought two thousand gold, four and a half thousand silver coins and a whole bag of copper, I’ll never know how they pushed him there, but here, however, there is, and now he is in my inventory, there he is place. I also found a decent two-handed weapon for the forty-fifth level, a piece of silk from oblivion meadows that I don’t understand, and a crystal ball for weather magicians up to the hundredth level. It's all good. But you also need to rest. And then at night, instead of local hostilities, there will be a sleepy beating of my beloved. He climbed to the other side of the tree, where the branches are thicker, and, tying himself to the trunk, lay down on the bend of the tree.
I slept for seven hours and woke up with a stiff back. Naturally, it is impossible to fight in this state, so the warm-up. I completed a small set of exercises, I seem to control my limbs as it should. I have to hit the road, of course, I'm not an altruist, but I still feel sorry for people.
Having reached the clearing, he took his favorite position behind the bush and began to work out the plan. The time was approaching evening, the bandits, not accustomed to any discipline, kemaril noses, the lieutenant slept in a hut, I clearly saw him in the glare of the fire, the poor fellow was nervous. I had to sit in the bushes for about an hour and a half, until a good half of the guards fell asleep. He took out his katanas ahead of time and, under the invisibility, crept past the sleeping bodies, went into the hut. It was dark, but in the glare of the fire one could see the contours of the body, he had already raised the katana to strike, as he noticed a strange thing, the profile of the sleeping person did not coincide with the original a little, so he quietly lowered his sword and went out to the fire. Right next to the fire, in old rags, lay the desired lieutenant. With careful, almost cat-like movements, he crept between the bandits to his goal and with one quick movement blew off his head,
I decided to continue cleaning the camp from the edge, in the shade you can safely reduce the number of opponents with the greatest chance of not being detected. The next twenty minutes turned into a systematic destruction of enemy manpower. Approach under the invis, a sharp blow with the blade to the chin until the brain is damaged. Instant death, no screams, no fountain of blood. As a result, I shot eighteen pseudo-sentinels around the perimeter, the archers should be next, the swordsman against the inviser, a dubious opponent, but the archer can shoot at the last point of your stay, and if you are not quick enough, you will find yourself at the spawn point. Judging by the way they settled down, the archers in the camp were almost a separate caste, unlike the rest, they slept separately, their weapons were kept in relative order, even the bowstrings were removed and put into cases. But, like everyone in the camp, they did not have military training and discipline, they did not even bother to set up a sentry, they simply slept side by side near a smoldering fire. And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: they did not have military training and discipline, they did not even bother to set up a sentry, they simply slept side by side near a smoldering fire. And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: they did not have military training and discipline, they did not even bother to set up a sentry, they simply slept side by side near a smoldering fire. And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: without even bothering to send a sentry, they simply slept side by side near a smoldering fire. And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: without even bothering to send a sentry, they simply slept side by side near a smoldering fire. And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: And sleeping on the ground is extremely harmful! And since I didn’t find the Ministry of Health nearby, I had to save their kidneys through forced euthanasia. There were exactly ten archers, it took fifteen seconds for all of them. The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: The main and most dangerous part of the work is done, it remains to remove the swordsmen. A minute of rest and the last entry, even if it does not take much time, but it is terribly exhausting. The very fact of killing a person is at least unpleasant, and as a maximum it is better not to go into it, or you automatically become a corpse. There were twenty-three snouts of melee warriors, a total of fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: total fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up: total fifty-one soldiers and three officers. If, of course, you can call robbers that. Immediately upon completion, a notification popped up:
“A hidden task has been completed - the destruction of the bandit camp. Reward: 50,000 experience, 10,000 gold. For the sole completion of the task reward x2 "
Experience is good, even the level up¹, now I am a beautiful eighty-ninth lvl². And gold is so wonderful in general, you can get whatever you want for it, at least the same experience.
Characteristics at the end of chapter 12:
Level - 89
Life 6800/6800
Energy 218/218
Manna 380/380
Strength - 61 (50 frozen stat points)
Agility - 70 (15 frozen stat points)
Intelligence - 77 (15 frozen stat points)
Wisdom - 64 (15 frozen stat points)
Constitution - 68 (15 stat points frozen)
Free Attribute Points: 455
Secondary characteristics:
Wits - 2
Skills:
Chains of Frost rank 8.
Disappearing in the shadows rank 48.
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Four hours, this, of course, is not a complete rest, but at least it turned out to freshen up a little, otherwise, in fact, a day on your feet fogs up your mind. He called Dmitry, found out which of those present was more respected, and on his advice he called three more. I need people who can be senior in my absence, and for this I need to explain what I want from them and what the plan is all the same. I had a conversation with Dmitry, because I know him better.- So what did you think, Mirage?- A little about the situation: the streets are clogged with undead, I did not find the living from the word at all. Apparently we are the only ones in this city. Now about the main thing: while reading a book about the undead, I found an interesting fact - after death, the bodies of the undead are burned, as they burn well, like an oiled rag. There are thousands of bodies here, outside the walls of the city they lie in a dense ring to the very walls, and in the city itself, although not so m
Chapter 1Dedicated to my comrade, Andrei KrasnikovSasha, drop your book already! Mom looked into my room and looked disapprovingly at the unmade bed. Are you reading this stupid fantasy again? Go to the gym, you need help!- Now…- Not now, but now!With a sigh, I put down the reading room and reluctantly trudged into the hall. The only half-day off in the week, when I could get enough sleep and set aside a miserable couple of hours for reading, was covered with a copper basin. Mom, when she wanted to, was very persuasive.- A little something - you grab a smartphone. Better take care of business.I remained silent, not intending to enter into another senseless argument. For my mother, all my hobbies, including past victories in world esports tournaments, cost absolutely nothing.As for “getting busy,” she has no idea that I plow like an ox, earning, in general, decent money.With such thoughts, I entered the hall and only now noticed that we had guests. Mom poured tea for two stron
Chapter 2Still, hand-to-hand combat is not my thing.Ignat easily got away from my jab and shortly punched me in the liver. It felt like a sledgehammer hit him in the stomach, and I bent forward, trying to get my forehead into his face.- Look you! - the big man, whom I still hooked, was surprised. - Courageous!For the next half minute, I played the bag, trying to minimize the effects of his punches and make rare counterattacks. I have to admit, I was lucky that Ignat did not set out to knock me out or cripple me.Having limited himself to a few powerful blows to the body and dried off my hands raised in the block, he stepped back and smiled friendly:- Tickets?“Quits,” I grimaced from the pain in my stomach, but shook the outstretched hand.He turned out to be so cooler than me in hand-to-hand combat that he could calmly give me humiliating cuffs on the back of the head or put a couple of black eyes. But Ignat, apparently, knew about our distinguishing feature with his brother and
Chapter 3When Piotr stopped near the Game - World head office , I was in complete prostration. On the one hand, a violent fire of anger flared up inside me, on the other hand, I was bound by the icy embrace of uncertainty and fear.“Go, Alex,” Ignat slapped me on the shoulder. - We made it on time. In six minutes you have an appointment with Albert Gennadyevich Kuchko, Max and... Marina's boss. Remember, your goal is compensation in the form of a six-month subscription. And not a word about Marina!I silently nodded and got out of the car.I reached the reception desk as if in a fog.- Alexander Krestovsky, at the reception to ...“Albert Gennadievich is already waiting for you,” the secretary nodded. — Kira, see the young man.I went on autopilot for a pretty girl, no, no, and looking askance at her pleasant roundness. Have I thought about the upcoming conversation? I highly doubt it.I came to my senses already in a luxurious office.- Alexander! A charismatic man in a perfectly fi
Four hours, this, of course, is not a complete rest, but at least it turned out to freshen up a little, otherwise, in fact, a day on your feet fogs up your mind. He called Dmitry, found out which of those present was more respected, and on his advice he called three more. I need people who can be senior in my absence, and for this I need to explain what I want from them and what the plan is all the same. I had a conversation with Dmitry, because I know him better.- So what did you think, Mirage?- A little about the situation: the streets are clogged with undead, I did not find the living from the word at all. Apparently we are the only ones in this city. Now about the main thing: while reading a book about the undead, I found an interesting fact - after death, the bodies of the undead are burned, as they burn well, like an oiled rag. There are thousands of bodies here, outside the walls of the city they lie in a dense ring to the very walls, and in the city itself, although not so m
The further path was marked by the passage of a dozen more traps. And finally, in front of me is the wall of the secret passage. The hope of getting out outside the city was not destined to come true, gently opening the sash, I slipped out in invisibility right behind the zombies. Moreover, the zombies stood in a tight wall, shoulder to shoulder, and so far as the gaze spread. In order to inspect everything, I carefully climbed the wall to the roof, fortunately, my stealth skills have already taken a big step forward, and I'm not talking about the level of invisibility, but about understanding how to put a foot, how to move silently, which side to enter , so as not to impersonate any third-party factor.The view from the roof amazed me. All the streets were densely packed with standing zombies, they stood everywhere, on every free heel of space, all the floors of each of the buildings were occupied, where there was an exit to the roof, they stood on the roof, and all this without a si
We were very lucky - by the time the undead broke into the city, we had blocked all the passages and windows, remade the chimney, closed the fresh masonry with oak shields, and collected firewood and supplies. And, most importantly, while working, people gained the determination to fight, now there was no crying, but only quiet and calm conversations. The people who showed their leadership qualities during the work organized the sorting of supplies without mention. The breakthrough occurred in the evening, at which time the parapet¹ of the bodies reached the top of the wall, and an avalanche of undead flowed into the city. We could not watch everything, I wanted to go out in invisibility for reconnaissance, but there are so many undead that they will trample the invisible. Therefore, one had to sit and listen to the growling, the beat of thousands of feet shaking the ground, and the screams of people. I really wanted to help them, but there was no such opportunity, our she
Finally a city. The transition turned out to be tiring, so I decided to rest in the city for a day. The town is small, but located on an important trade road, so many caravans stop here all the time. The walls are not high, but thick enough, they are more from robbers than enemies from abroad. I decided to stay at the Prancing Pony Hotel, which is run by a young couple with a young son. I liked the hotel with a simple but interesting style. When I went inside, I was amazed: a simple house on the outside, unremarkable from the rest, inside looked like a marvelous garden. All the walls were covered with vines and, remarkably, with bunches of grapes. At the entrance, a security guard stopped me and warned that it was possible to pick grapes, but only visitors to the establishment, and as much as they need for food now, cannot take grapes with them to their room and take them out of the hotel. A reasonable rule of thumb is to ensure that there is eno
It seems that the job is done, but it's too early to relax. The first desire was to wake up all the slaves, but after a little thought, I decided that it was better to leave this matter until the morning. Firstly, it is difficult to predict the reaction of people to a man in black who appeared out of nowhere and soaked fifty people. And if this appearance is also at night, but by the light of fires, uuuu. So we clear the leader's tent from the corpse and climb there on the bainki. The morning is wiser than the evening, although it is not clear why, the evening is older, which means that he has more experience. As soon as he fell into bed, he immediately jumped from a sharp cry right above his ear. This is the same girl who was with the leader, I was in the middle of a fight and forgot about the poor fellow, and she sits there, shaking, apparently, she hid here all day, and I accidentally lay down on her. And once such an incident happened, you need to calm down. To begin with, I took
The day was beautiful, today I had to drive through a pine forest. The sun broke through the tent of branches, playing like bunnies in the morning dew. The camel, to which I never bothered to give a name, easily walked along the coniferous carpet, breathing easily and naturally. Today I was going to make a decent push and leave most of the trip behind me. The road ran easily, from the soul poured out of nowhere a pop-up song: “You are a sailor, I am a sailor. You are a fisherman, I am a fisherman. You are on land, I am on the sea. We will never meet." Further, for the life of me, I don’t remember, but I sang these four lines for probably an hour, until a branch from a fallen tree flew over me. It was so unexpected that I choked on a sailor, and then, by inertia, it turned out that I was a crack. I didn't think about it, didn't think about it. I am sitting, thinking about the intricacies of fate and the love of a sailor and a quack, and what should she do, poor fellow,
I woke up to the accompaniment of a downpour, the rain charged like a bucket, and, judging by the sky, this is for the whole day. The mood has dropped sharply, like it or not, but you have to shuffle under the downpour, the time spent in this location is limited. I reluctantly had breakfast and took food for the road, and why didn’t I do this before? Fucking romantic. Hunt him, you see, serve, uuu, how angry I am. Okay, depressed, and that's enough, it's time to go. He called his hunchbacked horse, jumped up and rushed towards adventure, that is, he trudged along where the map ordered. In the whole situation, one thing was pleasing - the road remained strong, the camel's hooves did not fall into the mud, so we were going fast enough. The whole day passed in silence, I was already used to the rain knocking on the hood, and the next day was just as wet and cloudy. So a week passed, during all this time only once a horseman came across, and even that one, judging by the form, the messeng
Lunch was almost here, and in order not to remain hungry, I decided to go hunting. Yes, I understand perfectly well that there are crackers, but who wants to eat them? So go ahead! Into the forest! And don't look at me like that, I'm on the hunt, the environment will not suffer. There was a pleasant coolness in the forest, the birds were singing, somewhere not far away I heard the roar of deer. The deer attracted me, calling the camel away, I went into the shade and began to creep up to the place where I heard the roar. I had to walk long enough, almost an hour, and when I did find them, I fell asleep, stepping on a branch, so I had to catch up. Perhaps it was worth spitting on this matter, but I had already bitten the bit and did not want to leave without game, although I spent several hours on it. It seems to have overtaken, deer stood in a tight circle in a clearing and ate grass. I’m not going to make such an oversight anymore, so I tried to foresee everything: branches, wind,
Early in the morning, so as not to waste time, I got up, had breakfast and went to Master Loiniel. The master got up early, so he was not afraid to wake him up. It must be said that the sleeping city is beautiful: dawn rose in the east, its red rays illuminated the spire of the town hall, touched the magic dome of the academy and sparkled in it with a riot of colors. It was like a miniature aurora borealis, under which a soundless salute exploded. This celebration of the eyes did not last long, about five minutes, the sun came out, and everything took on its colors. Immediately, the magic lanterns along the streets went out, a rooster crowed somewhere, and I realized that I had been standing with my mouth open all this time. Coming to his senses, he moved on. Loiniel, as usual, was standing on the porch, is he sleeping here, or what? After greeting, he told me to open the map, on which he indicated the purpose of my visit. He also handed over a tube of papers for the Scorpions. Thanki