Path of the Shaman

5

I flew over the wall, trying to make less noise. Donnerwetter! Since the gates of the central complex were closed, then (it) was not going to leave there flush with the tops of the walls. Studying the flooded buildings from a height, I found the entrance to the vault. But this is great! In order to only get to the vault, the Dragons need to demolish two gates. Very well! I flew up to the swaying mess at the entrance to the pantry and began to burn the slurry with fire. All I need is a platform to sit down, and even then only for reasons of disgust. The dragon (it) is not afraid!

With the same fire, I destroyed the door. Now there was nothing holding me back. Slapping on (it) with clawed paws, I squeezed into the vault, automatically noting three more knots at the door, and began to loot. Only legendary and unique items. And some more pebbles, which I really liked. Leaving the heels of the legendary items in place so that the Azure would not suspect anything, I quickly collected the bags in the pantry, climbed out and did the same in the adjoining courtyard, and then took off and headed away from the castle. One of the effects of the scrolls was to block outgoing portals, and I had to move away from the castle a bit before I got the amulet of communication:

"Vilthrax, take me away!"

* * *

One undoubted benefit of my communication with Vitoldych is meditation. His advice was that when, for example, I want to close my eyelids for five minutes on the couch, instead of just dozing, I would try to send my consciousness to distant distances. To the stars. So my morning now traditionally began with the fact that, sitting on the terrace with a cup of coffee and blissfully closing my eyes, I was torn into alien galaxies. Just almost torn, as I was returned back to the city With a phone call. Damn, in the most interesting place!

— Hello! I said to the sky.

- Dmitry? came the answer. - This is Igor. I need to meet you!

“Eh…” I hesitated. - Do I need to come to you?

- No no! he replied. “I can easily get to you. Unless, of course, you don't mind.

“Not at all,” I don’t mind. — When are you expected?

- Yes, I'm already in the hall downstairs. Now I'll get up and talk.

Haha! Well, it does! Thirty seconds later the doorbell rang. I let the guest in:

- Will you have coffee?

- I will not refuse! - answered the red-eyed disheveled bum. Putting down the mug so that hot water would flow through the cone, I asked sympathetically:

- A sleepless night?

Igor smiled.

“Imagine, in all the castles of the Phoenixes, the sewer broke at the same time, and the citadels were flooded with shit. The Azure Dragons, after going through some dungeon that we can’t even find, received eight scrolls, which they activated in the Phoenix castles. The dragons found the quest item in the Phoenix clanshop, but the quest immediately disappeared, as it never existed. In order not to leave empty-handed, the Dragons cleaned up the Phoenix Treasury and filed a complaint against the administration, blaming it for buggy functionality and demanding compensation. Ten thousand programmers rummaged through the logs and source codes during the day, but could not find the problem. Not a single tiny snag! His eyes shone. - It was just brilliant, Dmitry!

“Hmm, it really looks like the work of a master!” I agreed.

- I quite accidentally remembered that you once worked approximately in this profile and suggested that my superiors ask you to become our security consultant!

"Mmm," I hesitated, not knowing what to say. - Thanks?

— The Corporation has already sent you a new agreement. When you have time, please check it out!

- I - with pleasure, Igor, but you must understand ...

“Yes, yes, my superiors will not ask for your help in cases like this!” - he assured me and added in a conspiratorial tone: - In the past 24 hours, we have had a threefold surge in attendance of chats and forums. The ads are selling like hot cakes!

I have one condition...

“Absolutely all monitoring of you and tracking your actions on the network has been removed since this morning, regardless of whether you signed a contract for consultations! He finished his third cup of espresso and moved to the exit: - Honestly, I'm very pleased to meet you! he confessed at the door. - You will not get bored - this is at least!

* * *

Well, what kind of visit to Barliona is this without a call from Ehkiller !!! It would be surprising if he didn't call, by the way. The voice seems to be calm, even a little affectionate:

— Mahan, dear, come, we need to talk!

“In ten minutes at the Golden Horseshoe?”

- No, in the "Horseshoe" it will not work! - One of the effects of the scrolls I made was a weekly curse of Pariah, which drained Reputation and Attractiveness from NPCs at a rate of one per second. Because it stank from the carrier, like from a barrel with (it). That is, Killer was then in one of the castles, and Phoenix in full force is now sitting at home. - Can't you?

“No, my defense instantly destroys all hostile factions, and you treat them after recent events. Name a spot and I'll be there.

Okay, here are the coordinates.

Not far, by the way, from the scene of my crime. Decided to send for rebirth? Nothing, let's hear what he wants to tell me! Silent Killer and Hal met me in the clearing. M-yes, well, and the smell of him! I stood next to him and also decided to be silent, looking around. And what are they? For sunset, it seems, it’s early, and in the wrong direction, for sunrise it’s too late ... Sakura has long faded ... The forest is like a forest, neither a picturesque lake, nor a hut in a clearing. Unclear.

- Seven castles! Mag suddenly spoke up. - The most pumped from the 28th level dipped to the 12th. Three - generally left in one!

“Yes, I heard about the unfortunate events of yesterday!” I chimed in. The dwarf gritted his teeth furiously and grabbed his axe. “Hel, step back about ten meters, otherwise your daddy won’t have time to tell me everything he wanted!”

Ehkiller glared angrily at the tank. He stuck out his beard in protest and stepped back nine meters. Man! I respect! So openly and boldly express their disobedience to the tyranny of the boss!

- What are you complaining about? I have my troubles!

- Listen (frivolous person), now you (leave) from here to the respawn point, and I will blacklist you. And then every (organ) of my clan will (love) you every meeting. And you will bring me this money and these objects in your teeth! he said.

The system kindly cut out indecent words, substituting literary analogues instead.

“Do you know, Killer, what is your mistake?” I asked confidentially. You don't know how to think ahead at all! You missed out on a unique Artifact Specialist for a momentary benefit. And now you keep losing money by building the wrong conversation.

- Oh, you! .. - growled the main phoenix man.

- Where should I start? I interrupted him. - Dear Mahan, my comrades and I were wrong, here are the items taken by mistake, here is compensation for shrinkage and shrinkage, would you deign to lead our campaign for the secrets of the world?

— Who are you? - the failed father-in-law turned white. - (Carrot) to you, not objects!

"I'm making a bet," I said, looking at him. — Make a list of legendaries and uniques that have disappeared from your clanshrane. I will mark the positions that are definitely in the custody of the Azure Dragons. For the rest - if within two months I do not receive everything that you so carelessly took out of my bag, then Phoenix will receive all the items back. If it happens, as I suppose, then Phoenix will officially give me half of that list. I agree?

“So that’s who…” Mage muttered. - Aren't you afraid that the administration will take you for (nuts)? You can't even sell it!

- What is it"? I am now talking about what rightfully belongs to the Phoenix, and I propose that mine be done only on certain conditions. Bet?

— Bet! Ehkiller agreed. — Hel! and he nodded his head in my direction. Helfire accelerated sharply, and a portal flared up nearby.

You were sent to be reborn by the player Helfire

Player Anastaria wants to revive you. To accept?

It's okay, I'll take a walk around the city today - unlike my hole, it's really beautiful!

* * *

— Hello? - The female voice that answered my call had such charming, almost purring intonations that even goosebumps ran down my back.

- Hello! I said politely.

- Good evening! - responded on the other end, sending me to nirvana. Hell, even the Sirens' charms don't work on me!

— Eve? I asked.

- Yes it's me! the girl replied languidly, gently tugging at some secret strings of my soul with her voice. With whom do I have the honor?

This is Dimitri! You were on the committee...

- Yes Yes! - the girl answered quickly. The imposing panther was instantly replaced by a kitten, who had just noticed a bow on a string, which, trembling, was crawling away from him. Jump! - I'm very glad that you called, Dmitry!

- If it's not difficult for you, then Dima. And on "you", if possible.

“I’m uncomfortable…” the girl on the other end of the line hesitated. - It's not polite!

“Please, Eve!

- Well ... Dima. How can I be useful to you ... to you?

“Good company,” I said.

"That's...too broad," Eve said carefully. - What exactly do you mean?

“I would like to take a walk around the city,” I reassured her.

Crap! Didn't run into that one! And it was already too late to celebrate the retreat, and it was uncomfortable in front of the girl. On the other hand, there was nothing to give your phone!

— I suggest you take a taxi from home and meet in the center.

- In the center? I asked. - And where?

“Ask the taxi driver to take you to the Stock Exchange, and we’ll meet there.” When are you ready to go out?

- Yeah right now.

"Then I'll call a taxi and the driver will contact you when he's downstairs." See you!

- Bye!

She hung up, and I went to choose a more appropriate admin sweater. Joke. The same Georgette, even at the stage of settlement, took care that I had several suits for walking in my closet, one of which I tried on, again marveling at the exact eye of the main nymph.

Eva, as promised, was waiting for me at a huge building with steps and columns. Across the road, in a semicircle that jutted out into the river, stood two towers with pieces of boats sticking out of them. Despite the heat, a pleasant cool breeze blew from the river, blowing the girl's wheaten hair and linen sarafan. Smiling, she looked up at me with her brown eyes and held out her hand.

- Hi!

- Hi! - I carefully, so as not to break, shook her fragile fingers. To be honest, I don't understand this gesture. The handshake was originally a sign of reconciliation between the warring parties. How can I fight a woman, or even more so a beautiful girl? Brad some this emancipation! “To be honest, I'm hungry. Maybe we can eat?

"I don't mind," she replied, waving her hand gracefully. “Look, there is a pretty good restaurant opposite with a beautiful view,” she nodded at a large tent located across the river from us on the lawn between the wall of the squat fortress and the sandy beach. - Or maybe...

- Wonderful! - I said. - Come on and let's go!

We crossed the road and moved towards the tower on the left, towards the bridge over the branch of the river. Yvette immediately began to tell me about the sights surrounding us - about the palace, or rather, the palaces across the river, about the fortress and the cathedral in it. We did not go even two hundred meters, as I cut it off: