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12 secret book (continued)
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(Edited by Nik-O)
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02.
- Here we are! -Svyatomir said, looking around and stretching
the limb.
I also followed his example and began pacing back and forth,
doing physical exercises for rehabilitation circulation.
In general, the process teleportirovniya as
the process of reincarnation is one negative item, it is
extremely poorly tolerated by the body. In years past, when I
was still young officers, I was able to attend lectures on the
process of teleporting ... So it was explained to me that the
sensation of movement due to the fact that your body, you first
sort of make out apart, then move to another place and again
collected. This whole process takes on the strength of a couple
of seconds, but this couple of seconds, the blood in the muscle
as it does not come ... Therefore, after you move, you feel
some numbness around the body. With the reincarnation of things
are much worse. At the time of death on life (or soul,
whatever) rushes to the teleporter reported that the physical
body is dead ... Then peremeschyaetsya to the base, where it is
fixed and returned back with a new body. All this action takes
four to five seconds ... C On the one hand, the scales of
eternity, it is seems to be little, but on the other hand,
very, very much for such a fragile
products such as the human body. Therefore,
After reincarnation, a man almost completely loses power, and
restore them without using elixirs is not possible.
As can be warmed up and feeling
I can move normally, I slowly began to look around. Locality
where we were turned out to be trivial intersection of two
roads.
- Well, Holy, Where do we go? .. -
I asked.
- And I, doctor? .. I do not know
more of your ... Although the post so there is
pointer.
Going to the old, rickety purposes, we read on it:
"Right-Gorodets left - Gorka, right-Black dollars.
- You see, we are right. -Svyatomir
folded his arms and smugly
smiled.
- The most intelligent, but ... - I tried
embedded in the phrase a little more sarcasm. -
Well, as any soldier out of you,
sit still here, and I'll look that
to anything. By the way, there lies the elemental ... Yummy yet
has disappeared, it is useful.
With these words, I walked along the road to
the direction in which, according to the pointer is the
so-called Gorodets and Svyatomir went to pick up your elemental.
All the way until I went, I did not leave bad predchuvstie
and bad foreboding, as is known, the precursor
big trouble ... In general, seemed to me
several countries, the fact that this
road which, apparently, leads to
This is the Gorodets, I did not met
not a living soul. But when it appeared in the distance the
gate, I realized why I No one I met.
Gate guarded by three very creepy creature type. Growth they
have been around for meter seventy and had quite a human body
structure. But here their heads, probably inspired fear in all
who are with them met ... Heads they were snakes.
Plus, they grew back really
crocodile's tail. They were armed with one
than, the only thing I could discern, is that ou have been
equipped pretty well. And everything else, they
seems to have also a very good
vision, because they saw that I was not much later than I had
them. Fight troimi, so even well-armed adversaries, it would be
suicidal for me, so not to be accidentally killed in an unequal
battle, I took, as they say, legs together and pulled in the
opposite direction, in order to tell what they saw Svyatomiru
and together they decide what to do next. The most interesting
thing is that when they saw me, the distance between us
was six to seven hundred meters, and the Nemenov these clowns
rushed me to the chase, I noticed, looking back on the run. I
also noticed that they run a lot worse than me, because the
distance between We did not decrease, but rather increased.
Apparently they decided I was exhausted, and then when I
exhale, to finish off. But I somehow, did not want to give them
this opportunity.
Rushing to the spot where we parted ways with Svyatomirom,
before my eyes appeared a picture ... Svyatomir sat leaning
against the trunk of a huge wood and with absolutely
bezralichnym views delved into his travel bag. Hearing
steps, he raised his eyes and opened his mouth
to say some twit in
my address, but seeing that I am approaching
come to the fourth speed, and not
able to say anything. I, on the contrary,
yelled that there is urine:
- For me, being chased by three ... We have a maximum of five
minutes ... Climb rapidly in this tree, and when they become
available, a bullet in them peruntsem ...
- Are you self-then where? -Svyatomir said, rising.
- I still hide myself in the bushes and wait
until you overpower them ... And then popped
and kill them. Come quickly! .. Cling ... -Oral I, lifting him
onto it.
- Listen, and suddenly they will kakoenibud throwing weapons
... -Strained prokryahtel Svyatomir, pulling on a branch.
- Why is "suddenly" ... They are like
spears.
- What did you used to silence ... They're my prikonchat ...
- Do not prikonchat ... You climbed higher and
Shoot flow ...
Once Svyatomir climbed to
lower branches and climbed higher, I abruptly ran into the
bushes that grew on the other side of the road. And just in
time because as soon as I had to lie down as they came my
persecutors ... Staying roughly at the spot where a moment ago
we were with Svyatomirom, they began to look around on the
sides. Now I was able to consider zmiulantsev closer ...
And I tell you, these creatures appear close
is much uglier than the distance ... Their
veil large scale steel
color with a green tint, and his hands were
outgrowths similar to warts ... Looking around now and then
they stuck to their brief moment forked, snake tongue, and
something whispered. Judging by their clothes, it is Two
soldiers were led by their commander. They were armed with a
spear and a partisan ... And the commander on the belt hung
excellent quality of manufacture sword. Pooziravshis, they
apparently decided I'm still somewhere lay down and began
pulling their ugly snouts sniffing and led them from side to
side.
That's when I truly scared!
"If these creatures such a nice scent,
I have to smell, they told me uchuyat ... AND
then I just Khan ... With troimi I do not
Life can not manage, Svyatomir shoot
peruntsem crowd just does not disappear, but when I killed him,
they will see how I reincarnate, then simply tie, obscured by
their burrows and spend some rite zombie, then I'll wander in
agony on the ground for ever. "
But then my sad thoughts were
interrupted by a whistling sound, which ended
a loud bang. This sweet sound could
only belong peruntsu crashing into the body of his victim.
"Finally I decided and started Svyatomir
shoot. "
At the same time there was a short
scream and one of my pursuers
dropping the spear slammed against the ground ... True
He immediately jumped to his feet again without any noticeable
damage, but I knew that he lost a considerable part of his life
energy.
Zmiulantsy barely turned their faces to the place where their
hypothesis could be fired, as there was again whistle, and
after him, and cotton, which set back the second monster for a
couple of meters back, and who, like the first, immediately
rose to his feet and ran after the others, to the tree on which
sat down Svyatomir. Running up, hurled their zmiulantsy Spears
trying to get him, but they were already so weakened that the
spears are not flying half the distance separating zmiulantsev
and my partner, fell into the grass under a tree. Svyatomir
same time the gift is not lost yet and opponents were busy
picking up weapons, firing them one after the other four
peruntsa. Finally the commander zmiulantsev apparently
realizing that to get the opponent off the ground is not
succeed, given his subordinates some political team and the
hissing began his seat next to a tree. Getting it in They,
frankly, with difficulty, but they tried very hard. At this
point, I decided that I must have already appeared on the scene
and shouting "SURPRISE!", came out of the bushes with
sword and shield at the ready. What happened next, he had just
seen. Y zmiulantsev widened their snake-eyes
jaw dropped and all of them for a few
seconds, frozen like statues ... Having linked two hands, and
the commander of hanging on branch. But as soon as sleeping
with them, numbness, dropped to the ground commander and the
first of the trio rushed at me. Deal with it was absolutely not
difficult ... Blocking its very tangible attacker
hit the shield, I hit him in response to thrust
blow to the chest ... Sword entered the supple flesh in butter
... There was a silent scream and the commander zmiulantsev,
dropping the weapon fell to the ground. The second I was
attacked by zmiulanets armed with a spear ... I jumped to the
side and struck by the sword down on the staff of a spear ...
The spear broke in the middle and opponent momentarily froze,
not knowing that he would take ... Using
this hitch, I slashed his sword
ankle, and when he curled in pain, leaning on one knee, I did
no choice as to cut off his ugly
head. The third of the assailants, seeing
what fate befell his comrades, not
began to experience their own destiny in the frontal
attack and just threw in my own partisan ... I screened the
shield, and when the partisan was stuck in it, quite simply
threw the shield away and walked slowly on zmiulantsa with one
sword. However, that was quite enough, since
zmiulanets stayed in their rezulate
reckless action, all unarmed. Seeing that I was coming to him,
He began to back away from his back with the full
horror eyes ... He was young, very young, and he naturally did
not want die. I even for a moment thought occurred to keep him
alive to then the question, but the events that followed after
that, did not give this idea develop until the end. What
happened next ... Zmiulanets backed ago, and I went slowly and
inexorably on him coming. This lasted until until he was buried
back in the trunk of a tree. Realizing that back any longer and
him to come to an end, he put out his hands, apparently begging
for mercy, and already second later, his chest pierced with his
own own partisan ... Zmiulanets briefly cried, hoarsely, and
gave up the ghost, so apparently really did not understand what
happened to him happened.
I went to the body and pulled the partisan
from his chest. Behind the sound of footsteps, and
followed by a voice Svyatomira:
- Something you hesitated with the latter
so I decided to help you ... That weary, warrior?
- No, just sorry, kid
in fact quite yet. -I bent over the body.
- Well, you're strange, then resorted
yelling at the top of my lungs, that after you chase,
determined to kill and stuff on my tree, and then leans before
this corpse in a respectful bow and feel sorry for him. Are you
all right, maybe you fell into the bushes where his head hit?
- Nothing I did not hit, and I leaned
not in a respectful bow ... I'm trying to make out in this
bloody mess, where he has a purse ... We are in fact on the road
in control of almost nothing has been selected ...
Said only, "... by any means,
so I'm looking for where his money. Would you
do not stand over and looked at other ... -I looked
reproachfully at Svyatomira. Nodding, he turned and went to
other dead bodies lying on the road.
Of all three, the purse was only
the commander and in it lay fourteen
gold. Putting money into a travel bag
magician, I have collected weapons of opponents in a pile and
began to inspect the loot. Zmiulantsa sword, as I suspected,
was a great blade, perfectly balanced, sharp as a razor, an
unusually easy-to-hand, but chop,
becomes extraordinarily difficult ... It is unlikely that I'd
managed to survive in a duel against the blade, if the enemy
was not so exhausted. Besides Svyatomir, examined him, said
that this sword a charm, or as it is popularly called a
sword-kladenets. Trailers on his belt, I hung his old sword
behind his back, to nestle and partisan.
- Listen, why do you so much trash on
currently carry ... -I inquired Svyatomir. , Left here that is
not needed.
- The fact of the matter is, I picked up ukazuyusche
up a finger. - What does it all the right things ... You do not
understand the shaman ... Weapons - it is always a weapon, it
can be sold, exchange, they can scare them can be
intimidating, it can be ...
- Stop! -Interrupted my tirade Svyatomir.
- I understand ... Went to town, we
there are already tired of waiting.
03.
On the road to town, I reflected on
topic, but could not it happen in such a way that
these same zmiulantsy know that we will arrive, and
specifically we waited. May residents of this village have
decided to surrender, to buy off the invaders ... And the
more I thought about it, the more in
I grew confident that the way it
there. I decided to ask Svyatomira what he thinks about this:
- Hey, Holy, and it does not seem to you that
We have sold ...
- Are you talking about? -I do not understand Svyatomir.
- Well, the fact that these three special
We waited ...
- And where such thoughts?
- Well, how else to explain what they
rushed over me when we separated
distance of almost a kilometer.
- I do not know ... -Svyatomir scratched his head. - Maybe
they did not like your face is ...
- Stop clowning, I'm serious ...
- Yes it is you finish your complicate things ...
Forever you all conspiracies mereschatsya. -
Svyatomir shrugged. Well-standing, well
ran ... It proves nothing.
- No, here we come to Gorodets this
is the chief will tell me everything ... I
of his whole soul shook. And if I'm right,
I'll finish it in person, even me
it will have to kill the rest of the population ...
- And go on biosmazku. -Graduated
Svyatomir. - How do I look, you just
dream of such termination of his career.
- Come on, if I would be right, chief of such a thing to
understand and appreciate.
- Understand, but do not appreciate ... Be sure. Okay, stop
to engage in demagoguery ... -Svyatomir pointed his hand
towards the village. -Look, we already committee Meeting opens
gate.
Deystitelno, at our approach
gates were opened as if by magic and a young guy in an ordinary
linen shirt and a sword on his belt said that he immediately
will take us to the elder.
Gorodets met us deserted streets, the monotony of the peasant
hut, and sickening smell of rotting. Here and there
sound of clucking chickens and bleating sheep.
Women who were busy with the housework in their
yards, at our approach to take children and quickly hid in
their huts. On the streets it was noticeable that recently
there was a massacre ... Everywhere visible blood stains, and
some were just shack burned to the ground.
In the central square have been waiting for small
delegations, headed by some old guy, relied on long darkened by
the time the staff seemed to elder. These people looked at us
eyes full of horror and despair, apparently
they have already lost all hope of any help.
As we approached, the guy who took us, went to the old man
and chtoto whispered in his ear. Elder nodded, and then the guy
went away, and he spoke to us for a meeting and said
its creaky, old voice:
- The violence you wait! You're from
Vselava!?
- Are you that someone else waiting for? -I said mockingly.
For that earned telling blow with his elbow in the ribs from the
Svyatomira.
- Yes, you're absolutely right, we are of Vseslav ... -
Svyatomir bent in a slight bow. -Continue to please my friend
will not interrupt you anymore.
- What are you doing ... -I hissed
in his ear. "They invited us in
ambush, we were nearly killed, and you give them klanyaeshsya.
-For this remark, together with a cry of "Shut up!" my ribs
again have to experience the full seriousness of his elbow.
A chief meanwhile continued:
- Late, as it is too late. Yesterday, as news has sent the
mountain opened, so they raided the village. Dyuzhe much like
ants climbed on the fence, so once our own and crushed. And
then the witch We have a young, managed to singe a few, and
then himself a winged serpent ... Oposlya governor was mated
with a up the hill away, the rest of punishing mercy
cook. That's all I can tell you about what happened.
- You, old man, forgot to mention that
these were to be farmed out, we do not
Is it true ... That's why you did not mention in his magico-fax
for those three scary monsters that await us in you at the
gates. What you say to that, Elder? Neboys, decided to pass us,
in the benefit of their village? -I defiantly
took the hilt of the sword.
- No, no ... What do you ... -Elder
waved his arms. -We just sent you
news that we were attacked, when
they still stood under the walls, and these three
are set only after our
Gorodets fell ... And this was done specifically for us to
anyone for help was not sent. Elder-in a few seconds, paused,
gathering his thoughts, then cleared his throat and continued.
"They simply did not know that we sent to the
Your manipulated magico-fax, or you would
Here the regiment met these creatures ...
- How do you know? -I squinted slyly.
- I have lived long and seen many a young
people. - Prokryahtel old. AND I
still see the disbelief in your eyes ...
Ask young people what you do
interested ...
- Let's say you're not lying, and it was
as you said ... Then why did you
not later than the second fax sent to us
prevented? - I almost yelled. Nam
would then be transported some small arms.
- Yes, send ... Three hours ago. Here
confirmation. - He handed us a leaflet
paper.
We leaned over him and began to read:
CONFIRMATION
Sim notice confirms that
Your magico-fax our manipulated obtained
and taken into consideration.
System-conductor
Helga Stolz
Next was the date, time, and even some
a set of alphanumeric nonsense.
- Oh, it bastard! -Chorus exclaimed.
- Nothing ... Let us return, I have it on the lawn head does
not get off. Through- teeth I said Svyatomiru. That's nit-!
- Still the one ... -Nodding confirmed Svyatomir.
- Who are you? Asked the Elder and
we are coming to his senses, turned in his direction.
- It does not matter. Said the voice-Svyatomir
calm, calm as the sea. -You tell us
better tell me what you know about
this mountain?
The old man coughed again and began to tell:
- From ancient times, people they call the mountain
Snake, more snakes there before it was vidimonevidimo. However,
there have recently all times vermin crawling somewhere has
disappeared. And yesterday with utretsa, a mountain mists
emerald enveloped. Well, all honest people should not far off,
marvels at the miracle is, but here as zhahnet, and the stones
began to unravel, the input opening into the mountain. Guys we
have mass, even though with a bludgeon for the sash go: no one
ispuzhalsya, tokmo women zaohali. And Jeremiah is ours witch
then sniffed and said, say I sense the magic and live no one
can smell, you can see my mother By my tastes. But all the
people from the mountains Gorodets drove in, and advised the
governor protection Cuckoo could put, you never know
that ...
- Not much this has helped you, my dear ... -I sympathized.
"But on the other hand, it could be worse.
- Less sarcasm, young man ... - An old man angrily banged his
stick ground. "We fought as best they could.
- Please excuse my friend ... , Apologized for my Svyatomir.
"He comes from barbarous country.
- Who, me?? - I simply jaw
dropped. I have wanted to weigh anything should, in response,
but at this point Svyatomir, turned to me and again said,
through clenched teeth, "Shut up!". And something in his voice
to convince me that at the moment really is quiet. So I decided
not to invest in verbal form the thoughts that wander in my
head at the moment.
My companion is once again turning to
Elder, continued to elicit from him a valuable information for
us.
- Tell me the wisest, as well as we would have to witness
this mountain?
- Very simply, a young man ... -
The man was obviously flattered treatment. -
Go for the the same road on which you
go here, go on, in the same direction and
soon you will come to the river ... So
over there on your left will be a forest, and the right
Snake Mountain.
- Thank you wise, we no longer have
issues. Now we would like to personally
look at this mountain. Therefore, we will probably go. -
Svyatomir grabbed me by the arm and dragged him toward the gate.
- Wait. I still have a question
subject. -I freed my arm and turned to the elder. -Listen dear,
since you all know, can be tells you where here in your region
you can eat, eh?
- Prompt, why not ... Go
On the same road on which you came here, but only in the
opposite direction, until you hit the pub, "Snake Mountain."
There can be and have a snack and a drink.
- It seems in this hole where neither spit,
everywhere "snake mountain". - Probormatal I
under his breath. And, turning, strode
away from this boring old men.
to be continued ...
