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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 stamina increased (+5), they changed my exercise, now I did a circle with light jogging so that the energy did not sag, and went to the garden to chop wood to develop shock technique and shoulder girdle muscles. As soon as the energy sank to zero, he rested in the shade. And after recovery, again jogging, firewood, rest, jogging, firewood, rest. By the end of the day, I was exhausted like a lemon, but I got two more agility and five strength. After a quick bite, not feeling the taste of food, fell asleep.

The morning of the next day began for me at four o'clock in the morning, when the world was still cloaked in twilight. At my yawns, Sergei sarcastically smiled and led me to the river. In response to my puzzled look, he ordered me to undress and climb into the water. The water turned out to be cold, one might even say icy, and after a couple of minutes my tooth didn’t fall on my tooth. The conversation about getting out of the river was nipped in the bud. I had to stand in the river for an hour and a half. When the system reported first-degree hypothermia, and I seemed to feel cold even in my bones, I was pulled out of the water, rubbed with a towel and sent for a speed run before breakfast. And although I was ready to scream and swear, but five percent to cold resistance and three to physique forced me to shut up.

For breakfast there was delicious scrambled eggs with bacon, and after continuing the torture, that is, training, only now, instead of resting under the apple tree, they handed me a book about weapons, and I read about one-handed swords, two-handed swords, swords, gladiuses, daggers, axes, bows, spears ... There were so many that it really made my head spin. But with each type of weapon there is a fighting style. But this reading also bore fruit: by the evening, in addition to strength and dexterity, three units of wisdom and five intellect were added.

In such training, three months stretched: I dived, swam, ran, jumped, tempered myself. In addition, he chopped all the firewood in the village and, most importantly, received his characteristics. Somewhere in the middle of the way, I already wanted to give up and throw in free stat points, but I didn’t do it with the last drops of willpower, and I’m grateful to myself, because then I would lose all advantage over opponents of equal level. After all, the higher the characteristics, the slower they are pumped. By the way, the last increase in strength was four days ago, there was now a beautiful number fifty, which was marked by another notification:

"Your Strength stat reached level 50 without investing free stat points, Strongman achievement obtained, +10 Strength reward, Freeze: Yes/No"

By tradition, I froze the points of characteristics.

In dexterity it was forty-seven - it swayed more slowly than strength, intelligence had - thirty-five points, and wisdom - thirty-seven, physique almost approached the coveted mark of fifty points and had a figure - forty-nine.

After all this, Sergei recognized me as fit to begin basic training and stretch marks began. By evening, my whole body ached, and in order to somehow calm the pain, I lay in cold salty water for an hour, since the resistance to cold reached thirty-seven percent. We did stretching for five days, since before that I had good flexibility. So I came to the most crucial moment in my life, maybe not in the whole, but the gaming one for sure, namely the choice of weapons.

As soon as I studied a book on weapons, I fell in love with twin short katanas. Yes, they don't have the penetration of a flamberg, yes, they don't have the protection of a sword and shield pair, yes, they don't have the speed of a dagger. But they deal more damage than daggers and are much lighter and more maneuverable than two-handed weapons. And these katanas probably have more combinations than a pair of sword and shield.

Therefore, the choice was made quickly enough, and to Sergey's surprised question: “Are you sure that this is a weapon?”, I answered with a firm “Yes”! His cutest grin informed me that my choice was called "kabzda to the kitten."

- I don't have such swords, Sergei thought for a minute. There are very few swordsmen who would wield both hands equally well, but I still have some skills with such swords. So we’ll add sword fighting to our daily training, just we’ll carve something like that out of oak, and don’t look at me like that, I’m trying for you ...

— Yes, sensei, that's right, sensei, it will be done, sensei.

- Go joker, or rather - run, four circles around the village, you will not have time before dinner - you will be left without him.

There was nothing to do, I had to start at a gallop, although Sergey and I became friends enough, he was adamant in everything that concerned my training, and if he said that without lunch, it means that he can really leave the “training”, so to speak, physique through pain in the stomach.

I had time for dinner: we had chicken and potatoes; I am still amazed at how tasty Aglaya cooks. After eating, Sergei and I went to the oak forest and, having chosen a tree that was drier, but at the same time strong, cut it down and took it to the carpenter so that he could grind blades for us.

What is surprising: in terms of parameters, I overtook my tenth level a long time ago and bypassed the inhabitants, since the locals did not swing the characteristics with ordinary labor, they increased only by level.

As soon as we received the blades, the exercises began, I developed both hands, synchronized actions, asynchronous, somersaults with weapons, main stances and exits from them, while each exit should be smooth and fast - flowing. At the beginning of the somersault training, there was a funny case when I incorrectly bent my arm and, as a result, almost cut off my ear during the somersault.

It took another month for such trainings, I noticeably got stronger even according to the avatar, pulled myself up, became more sinewy. With wooden swords, I learned to work quite tolerably, in any case, I did not fight against the sword every time.

During these trainings, I received five more level one achievements: Strongman, Trickster, Heavy, Intellectual and Sage, receiving five frozen points in Agility and Wisdom for reaching the bar of ten units. And two Tier 2 Achievements Trickster and Sage for reaching the 50 point cap with a reward of 10 Frozen Points.

It was time to part. Three months in a nursery is too much, and let people not pay attention to it, because there is too much turnover of players, no one stays longer than three to five days, but in the big world, such distinctive features must be abandoned, you will have to merge with a gray mass, or I will start to attract attention. And attention is always a problem.

Before leaving, they took me to the headman, where, left alone, he said:

“You did a lot for the village, Mirage, saving the girl is not only saving the child we love, but also saving the village. Since her mother is a healer, and if something happened to the girl, Aglaya would simply leave the village. And the village would have fallen into disrepair without medical assistance. So please accept your reward. This is what was made from that wolf. We talked to Sergei and found out what you like best, so take these cloak and gloves: everything that the skin was enough for. He handed me a matte black cloak with a hood, wool on top and bottom, and in the middle thin skin that did not allow the rain to wet it. The cloak was fastened on the chest with a metal plaque, black, matte. Then he gave the same leather gloves and suggested that they be worn. As soon as the gloves were on me, a message popped up:

“Equipped an item from the legendary set of the Shadow Assassin - Wolf Gloves: the item is scalable, indestructible. Legendary gauntlet that allows you to climb walls at a cost of 20 pts. energy per second. Complete with boots from the Shadow Assassin set, they consume 2 times less energy. Included boots, belt, gloves do not consume energy at all. Claws are integrated into the gloves, it can be used as a weapon, the claws are called by a mental command, the damage is equal to: dexterity x5. The set consists of: cloak, mask, jacket, pants, boots, gloves, bracers, knee pads, belt.

Wow little thing, all in anticipation, I put on a raincoat and read the inscription.

“Equipped with an item from the legendary set of the Shadow Assassin - a wolf cloak, an item that is scalable, indestructible. A legendary cloak that saves from heat, cold and rain. Has a slot for integrating an ability. The set consists of: cloak, mask, jacket, pants, gloves, boots, bracers, knee pads, belt.

It really was more comfortable to be in it. The only thing I did not understand was what the inscription about the integration of the skill means, but the headman immediately resolved my question:

- We collected all the insides of the wolf, sold them, also all the things that you redid in the form of training, such as chopped firewood and dug up vegetable gardens, have a reward: we attached it to what we received from the wolf, and were able to pay for the processing of gloves and a raincoat , as well as to integrate the claws into gloves, it wasn’t enough for a cloak - you have to do it yourself, just do it wisely. In the meantime, I advise you to take it off so that they don’t see things before binding, although in our area there are few who have a high level and skill of an appraiser, but if it comes across, it will be bad. After binding, without the permission of the owner, things cannot be evaluated and read the characteristics.

Thanks for the advice, I'll definitely do that. Tell me, where is the best place to go?

- Yes, we have only one city nearby - Alta, go there.

Having gathered myself, I went to the exit from the loki, when Sergey caught up with me and held out a pair of daggers:

“Here, Mirage, take it, of course, these are not the swords that you chose, but the closest in terms of combat technique, otherwise it’s a shame to let a friend go without a weapon. And here's a couple of gold coins for you - it's not much, but you can live in a hotel for a couple of weeks, you're not a stupid guy, so you'll earn.

- Thank you, Sergey, don't forget me, I'll come back.

Embracing in parting, I went beyond the film separating the location of the newcomers, and without turning around, went along the road. I stayed only three months, but I perceive it as a family: apparently, the separation from home had an effect. Yes, and Nadya looks like my sister. But, thank God that there is an opportunity to return, so the plan is simple: become cool and come visit.

With such cheerful thoughts, I approached Alto. It turned out to be a relatively small town surrounded by a stone wall; oak gates, near which two guards are on duty, inspecting carts and making a menacing look, they say: look at us here, just a little - and to the nail. However, those monsters of level 200 could really be pressed to the nail. Passing by them, I found myself on a street where a couple of carts could pass, fortunately, this is not our Middle Ages, and it was clean, so you don’t have to wait for buckets of garbage on your head. Asking a passerby how to get into some mediocre tavern, he went to the named Golden Horseshoe.

The Golden Horseshoe is a wooden house on two floors. On the first, the tavern itself, where you can eat, drink or throw in the bones. Upstairs there are rooms worth ten silver per day, so having paid for gold, I could not worry about an overnight stay for ten days, however, it also costs money to eat, and new ammunition is required ... The time was approaching evening, therefore, having bought dinner, I he went with him to his room, reasoning that he needed to gather his thoughts and develop a plan.

To begin with, put all the legendary items in a closet before binding - nothing is lost from the rooms, however, in case of non-payment, it will be impossible to get there. You need to find a magician who binds things, and save up for it.

The second is to create a financial basis, to find a source of income.

Thirdly, to continue training, although the parameters began to rise very slowly: for the last one, I worked out for a whole week without distractions to earn money, and so on, and under the supervision of a mentor, which, I think, also plays a role, but for the time being, we improve performance by training.

Fourth, find a weapons mentor.

Fifth - to find the weapon itself, it is not in use here, which means that you will most likely have to buy at an auction or order from a blacksmith, both of which are additional costs.

At the moment I have the following options:

Level - 11

Life 4900/4900

Energy 206/206

Strength - 53 (50)

Agility - 54 (15)

Intelligence - 43 (5)

Wisdom -50 (15)

Physique - 49

Free Attribute Points - 65

Secondary characteristics:

Wits - 1

Strength - impact force and weight carried, amount of energy, energy recovery rate

Agility - Movement Speed, Chance to Crit, Chance to Dodge

Intelligence - the amount of mana, the speed of its recovery

Wisdom - Casting Speed, Spell Power

Constitution - amount of hp, hp recovery rate, ignoring pain

Resists:

Cold -37%

Heat - 7%

Acid - 0%

Poison - 0%

(2800 Frozen XP)

By simple calculations, it turns out that I have the parameters of the forty-fourth level, given that he did not receive a single point for his work. The fact that I did not invest points should not shine, let them consider me a stubborn, but the most ordinary player.

And finally, the sixth: I have five slots for combat skills, I can put whatever my heart desires there, it would be enough to use mana and energy, and until there is a skill that consumes mana, it will not be displayed. In general, it is worth considering a strategy for fighting mobs and players and fixing only the necessary skills, since changing them later is possible only for fabulous money like one billion gold, the price of such a big castle.

Having chosen the line of further actions, I fell asleep with a clear conscience.

Loka - from English. location - location. In video games, it means a specific area dominated by a certain type of terrain, enemy creatures, or characters.

Krynka is a clay jug without a handle and a lid. As a rule, it has a spherical shape at the bottom and tapering, most often, more straightened towards the top.

Gladius - a short Roman sword (up to 60 centimeters).

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