Romanelle.
Forest.
Morning.
Sounds of fighting and wolf howling can be heard from the forest thicket. A gray wolf with spines on his fur ran out of it.
Fleur and Thurik followed, shaking themselves off.
Thurik spoke.
— I still don't understand how he noticed me.
Fleur, trying to turn on the clock.
— You stink a mile away...
Thurik, sniffing, spread his shoulders.
The boys went out onto the hill, and a stone town appeared in the distance in front of them.
Fleur asked.
— What do you think they're going to try to kill us with?
— Boredom...
— What's that?
— I thought that in another world there would be different monsters, some kind of magic, and at least dragons... And here there are wolves and stone villages.
— Well, let's at least see if there are gopniks there.
The boys slowly walked along the path towards the town.
Fleur kept trying to turn on the clock.
After a couple of attempts, he spoke.
— That's it, they're completely dead.
— Did you try to reboot?
— Yes.
— Turn it on, turn it off?
— Yes...
— And open the lid, there from the back...
— Oh, let's do it already...
Fleur took off his watch and threw it to the Thurik, and he went ahead.
Thurik compared the watch with his own, and then, taking a dry twig, began to pick at them.
The guys reached the sign of the town, where it was written "Daxas - the number of 12 thousand people and others" crossed out in blood.
Fleur sighed.
— Wow, a ghost town.
— And I told bo-re-dom.
Thurik said, throwing the watch back.
Fixed it? — Fleur asked.
— No, the battery is either dead or burnt out.
Fleur sighed.
The guys entered the city.
Thurik shouted.
— Someone's here!
Fleur pulled Thurik back.
— What are you doing?
— I'm looking for the owners.
— So they can kill us?
— Don't panic like that, they won't kill us, and there's no one else, does that mean?
— What do you mean?
— So you can take everything that is not lying well.
The boys began to carefully walk around the houses, hoping for something useful, but they found nothing in ordinary huts. The boys reached the end of the town, where there was a large stone building.
The sign showed the name of the establishment and a coat of arms with four swords, one of which is smaller than the others, the second is wrapped in a vine, and the third is completely broken, only the fourth does not stand out.
Fleur asked.
— Do you know French?
— Nope.
— So we are not violating anything. Open it.
Thurik took out a lock pick and began to pick the lock.
— And it's more interesting here, not like in ordinary houses.
— Maybe it's a bank or a house where the mayor is sitting.
The lockpick broke.
— Shit. The last one was.
— Why are you carrying them around at all?
— Well, I thought I'd have to crack something on a mission, so I took a couple. They've just run out, what are we going to do?
Fleur kicked the door off with all his might.
— Well, it's kind of uncivilized. — Thurik said.
Inside, on the ground floor, there were wooden tables and chairs, a bar, a bulletin board, a storage room, and what looked like a reception desk.
The guys began to inspect all the corners.
Fleur went to the bar and then to the warehouse. Thurik was checking the reception. He rummaged through the drawers at the counter and looked for hidden levers.
— Thurik!.. — Fleur shouted.
— Eh?
— Look what's there.
Fleur came out to a Thurik in a breastplate with a mace and a wooden pentagonal shield.
— The knights used to live here.
— Nothing, but all I have here are different pieces of paper in French and room keys for the campaign. Also, this coat of arms infuriates me everywhere.
— Yes, a normal coat of arms, beautiful. But there, at least the wall is not empty.
— Never mind this wall, it's everywhere on paper, on keys, on the table. What's he doing here anyway?
Thurik traced the coat of arms painted on the table, which caused the coat of arms to light up for a moment.
— Oh.
— Come on, run it again!
— I don't want to anymore...
— Come on, nothing happened, it means it's safe.
— Well, okay...
Thurik put his hand to the coat of arms, it lit up again, something rattled in the table and an old bottle popped out in place of the coat of arms.
Fleur took out a bottle containing some paper. Fleur opened the jar and took out the contents.
The guys opened the paper, it turned out to be a map.
Fleur began to turn the map over, trying to figure out what it was pointing at.
— I don't understand anything.
Thurik noticed something familiar on the map.
— Look at the pyramid, maybe there is also a type of crown, like in the desert, with which you can go back.
— Yeah, with the mummies. Do you want us to drop our skates there?
— Well, what else do you suggest we do? Sit and wait until we starve to death or until they find us? Moreover, they literally paved the way for us here.
Fleur thought about it. Then he sighed and agreed to go.
The guys grabbed their armor, found even more weapons, among which Thurik chose two daggers, and set off along the map from the town.
The boys walked across the field, then through the forest. On the way, they came across an even more ruined city, where everything was in ruins, and after waiting out the night, they set off on their way.
The boys walked through the fields and forests again, until they stopped at a small river, where Fleur fell asleep under a tree, and Thurik tried to fish.
After a long period of time, Thurik caught a large red carp with yellow antennae, which was thrown directly towards Fleur, which is why the boy woke up.
The guys quickly built a fire and fried the carp, after which they happily had a hearty snack.
After another long day of wandering, they found themselves in front of a mixed forest where ordinary and coniferous trees intersected with the same, but purple leaves.
Thurik, who had been walking in front all the time, was in no hurry to go.
— Chet, I don't really want to go there.
— What's wrong? I walked all the way, and then I "don't want to", did the purple leaves confuse you?
— Don't... I just thought that this pyramid was more heavily guarded than in the desert. And we are not prepared.
— Oh f@ck, you brought me here yourself, and now you're pissing. We've already given the mummies cradles, and now we have knightly equipment in general, we'll break through.
Thurik looked into the thicket of the forest, and after something moved in the bushes, he immediately hid behind Fleur.
— Then you go first. You're a shit...
Fleur looked around.
— I hope you misspoke out of fear now??
— Yes, yes... Go already.
The boys cautiously entered the forest and headed deeper into it.
It began to get dark. The boys continued to make their way cautiously through the forest.
Thurik was talking.
— We shouldn't have come here at all.
— It's started again. You'd better look at the map, maybe there's a hut here.
— A hut? What a fu... There really is a hut...
— Where?
— And here in the middle of the forest, in a clearing.
— Well done, but which way is it?
— So uh-uh...
— F@ck...
Fleur looked around.
— Anyway, let's go to that mountain over there.
— Well, let's go, because it seems to me that someone is watching us.
The boys walked briskly to the nearest mountain. When they reached it, they saw a small cave.
The guys quickly gathered dry branches and placed them next to the entrance.
Thurik asked.
— And what are we going to do?
Fleur sighed.
— Let's figure out the mushrooms.
Fleur went to the tree where he had recently passed and seen the mushrooms.
Thurik followed him.
— Are you sure you can eat them, because it seems to me that the purple leaves are not for nothing.
— Well, then let's test our luck, maybe if we fry we won't get poisoned, but you better help, don't take strangers.
Thurik exhaled, and Fleur added.
— In the worst case, we'll catch the galls...
Thurik became alert. He saw a couple of mushrooms near the tree, bent down to look at them, but suddenly the mushroom twitched a little.
Thurik backed away.
— Fe-el!
— Eh?
— The mushroom has moved!
— Oh, don't bring a blizzard, pack it up.
Thurik decided to cautiously approach closer, but when he almost touched the mushroom's cap, the mushroom turned around and there was a face with two eyes and a mouth, and two appendages resembling hands, which also had caps on them.
Thurik screamed and rushed back.
— Feel! He's got a f@cking face!
Fleur came up with a handful of mushrooms on his shield.
— What are you talking about... F@ck me, really a mushroom with a face.
The mushroom jumped out of its hole and started jumping towards the guys.
Thurik began to panic.
— What are we going to do?
— What to do, it's just a mushroom!
The mushroom stopped, took a deep breath and spat purple liquid at the guys.
Fleur barely had time to react and raise the wooden shield, which caused the collected mushrooms to fall to the ground.
Thurik shouted.
— Do you think wooden is better than yours?
— How was I even supposed to know that he was spitting something, be grateful that he managed to at least raise this one.
The mushroom, seeing a handful of fallen mushrooms, began to spit without stopping.
Fleur had already activated his power and was completely covered in blue energy, but he continued to hold the shield.
— Let's go!
— I agree!
The guys ran headlong to the cave. They grabbed firewood and ran inside, seeing what looked like a partition, Fleur immediately closed the passage.
The guys sat down and breathlessly looked at the passage.
Fleur whispered.
— It seems to have come off...
Fleur looked around. There was a fire pit in the center of the cave, a leather couch next to it, and a coat of arms with four swords carved on the wall.
— Look at this coat of arms, too.
Thurik looked at the map.
— It's strange that it's not on the map.
— Maybe on purpose? The type is only for their own.
— Yeah. Now it turns out we are our own. I just don't want to stay here for the rest of my life.
— We'll wait until morning, and then we'll see.
— So there's one couch here.
— One at a time, every 2 hours there is a shift.
— So the clock is broken, and who will be the first to sleep?
Fleur sighed.
— Let's use rock-paper-scissors?
— Go.
The guys held out their hands.
— Rock-paper-scissors, one-two-three.
— A stone — Thurik said.
— A mace — said Fleur, and lightly slapped Thurik on the arm.
Thurik grabbed his arm.
— I'm going to sleep, you'll wake me up in 3 hours, — Fleur said, took off his armor and collapsed on the couch.
Thurik sat down angrily near the entrance and muttered something under his breath.
An hour passed.
It was dark outside. Fleur was sleeping on a cot, and Thurik fell asleep leaning against the wall.
Morning.
Thurik wakes up because Fleur is shaking him.
— Wake up. There's someone walking around outside.
Thurik quickly roused himself and got ready. The guys took hold of the partition. Fleur spoke.
— About three we open. One... two... Three!
The guys pulled back the partition and ran out of the cave, standing back to back.
The guys looked around.
Suddenly, the bushes moved.
Fleur raised his shield and mace, and Thurik used his power and disguised himself. Fleur looked around.
— A-hole...
— What am I going to do? What is there. Caution!
Fleur looked at the bushes again, and a large clot of black energy was already flying out of him.
Fleur used his power, became covered in blue energy, and covered himself with a shield.
The ball of energy hit the shield and bounced off, then it flew once more, but it also bounced off.
Suddenly, the burst of energy turned into something that looked like a man in dark clothes, with a cape covering his face and two silver daggers.
He ran away again and jumped at Fleur with daggers forward.
Fleur held up his shield again, but the daggers were able to pierce it and get stuck in the shield.
The daggers suddenly began to absorb blue energy, which made Fleur very stunned.
The stranger in the cape, looking at this, spoke in a hoarse voice.
— Connaissance de tout.
After that, he looked at Fleur, pulled out the daggers and stepped back, after which he spoke in such a hoarse but double voice.
— I'm sorry, I think we started from the wrong place.
Fleur also stood in disbelief. At this moment, two daggers are thrust into the stranger's back, the tip of which becomes visible from the front.
Thurik appears and cheers.
— Feel, I stabbed him!
The stranger speaks quite calmly.
— I don't know about you, but in this world, sticking knives in the back is considered bad form...
Thurik's mood changed dramatically.
Fleur came to his senses.
— So stop! Who the f@ck are you?
— I have many different names: monarchs call me the messenger of misfortune and the thunderstorm of settlements, people often just scream in fear, friends called me a Tache. But I prefer to be called Obscurite.
Thurik asked.
— Why "called"?
— They all disappeared, about 200 years ago.
Fleur came closer.
— And why was there an attack?
— At first, I thought that you were ordinary bandits who wanted to get hold of the local gifts, but after seeing connaissance, I understood everything.
— Conna... what?
The stranger raised the dagger, which began to pulse with a multicolored color.
— Connaissance de tout - the knowledge of everything. The energy within which all the foundations of the universe are stored. However, he is no longer in this world, so I dared to assume that you are from another world.
Fleur and Thurik exchanged glances. Fleur spoke.
— Can you send us home?
— I won't open the gate, but I'll help you in any way I can.
A wolf howled from the depths of the forest, followed by several more.
The stranger raised his daggers and spoke.
— And here are the real bandits.
The guys looked at the direction of the sound and got ready.
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A small river.
A tired gray wolf with spines on his fur came up to the water and bent down to drink the water. The wolf calmly drank water, but the barely audible sound of water attracted his attention.
Suddenly, a red carp jumped out of the water and swallowed a gray wolf whole, after which it began to wallow on land until it got back into the water.