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Rum Konu really liked the carriage. Giving it up because of some silly laws – no way. "Looks like I'll have to visit the local mages' guild. Surely, there will be a suitable job for a water mage."
The Academy of Sorcery turned out to be the largest structure that Rum Konu had ever seen. At least from the outside; for now, the wizard didn't have the opportunity to inspect it inside – his access level was limited to a huge hall with very high walls, on which were installed majestic portraits of people unknown to him.
Fire Magic Grandmaster Lutros
Water Magic Master Ena
Lightning Magic Master Legredal
Cold Magic Master Ramola
Earth Magic Master Lainor
Air Magic Master Rophanz
Creation Magic Master Emtriya
Energy Control Master Danatos
New magic, the magic of the Utiyama Clan Master Nagahide
Experimental Magic Gracian
Rumke could notice that one of the portraits was missing. It was signed as follows:
Ishanad Master Sankersil
In the center of this huge room stood a large table in the shape of a semicircle, behind which a young Sorceress sat comfortably in an armchair and worked. Part of her job included meeting new faces at the Academy, explaining basic information, and so on.
In one of the houses, she noticed, lived only a young man; no relatives or friends visited him, and there were no guards present. The house didn't look very luxurious, but it wasn't impoverished either.
Adilika, brushing the dust off her cloak and putting on the most charming and friendly expression she could muster, timidly knocked on the door of the house, making sure the owner was alone inside.
Adilika heard the man on the other side of the wall first open the curtains to look at the visitor, and then reluctantly walk towards the doors. When the owner of the house came out to meet her, the bandit saw a young man, about twenty years old, with long, disheveled hair and tired eyes. He said nothing and looked questioningly at the guest, obviously expecting the package.
Added 30 minutes later By the way, I cropped these pictures six months ago, and at that time I did it in a rather silly way, and without noticing it, I saved them with a white background, which is why these squares appeared. But redoing them to my "current standard" (lol) was, of course, too much effort for me.
Adilika heard the man on the other side of the wall first open the curtains to look at the visitor, and then reluctantly shuffle towards the door. When the owner of the house came out to her, the bandit saw a young man, about twenty years old, with long, disheveled hair and tired eyes. He said nothing and looked at the guest questioningly, clearly expecting the package.
-Oh, I'm sorry to have disturbed you," Adilika chirped in an apologetic voice, carefully handing the young man the rifle wrapped in cloth. "Here, take it; it's hard for me to carry this around all day. That will be n and ten percent for delivery! Do you have a pen to sign for receipt? We accept payment in any way possible, including gold and silver! By the way, we offer discounts to regular customers. Would you like to know about our current promotions?" At the same time, the bandit waited for the owner to be sufficiently distracted by the stream of information, or to be surprised by the received package, or to try to take at least one step back towards the door, so that she could press the blade of her knife against his stomach, giving him no time to think, and carefully push him into the house.
The young man kept trying to say something, but the guest's continuous monologue didn't give him a chance to do so.
so, pressing the blade of the knife close to his stomach and not giving him a second to think, she carefully pushed him into the house.
Adilika was agile enough to carry out her plan, but when they were inside, her victim's reaction was not what she expected - instead of silently waiting for further actions from the criminal or, as some other people do, starting to scream, the guy tried to attack her, but Adilika was more than attentive and quick enough to anticipate him.
Adilika was agile enough to carry out her plan, but when they were inside the room, her victim's reaction was not what she expected – instead of silently waiting for the criminal's next move or, as some other people do, starting to scream, the guy tried to attack her, but Adilika was more than attentive and quick enough to anticipate him.
Having knocked the guy to the floor/tied him up/immobilized him, the robber, without losing her vigilance, looked around, pressing a knife to his throat. -So, my dear, did you want to die? - she asked with interest. - Then you could just start screaming. Or have you not been with a girl for a while, ha-ha-ha? Well, we can arrange that for only ten gold coins. A tempting offer, isn't it?
- W-what?.. - The homeowner's eyes darted from the criminal to the sharp blade pressed against his throat. - I-I don't understand.
-Come on, I'm just kidding. Isn't it funny? Not a funny joke? You probably just don't have a sense of humor! Or maybe I'm not kidding, who knows. Do you know? And I don't know. Nobody knows. Oh well, never mind. Money, I said, give it to me. - the bandit commanded in a cold voice, which had changed after a few seconds. - Where are they kept? And hurry up.
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