ladies paused and looked at each other. Toren visibly calmed down.
– So Regina is in a world without magic. It changes everything. She went to great lengths to send you here. So there is no threat.
– I will not return the money.– The lady eagle said menacingly, putting her hand to the blade on her belt.
– No, keep the money. This news is even better.
– I want to take the hero as my partner in the adventurer’s guild.– Aralia said removing her hand from the blade.
– It’s your right. But I don’t see any magical powers in it. He is also not strong as a warrior. Although the mind is visible. Here are the numbers going up. Maybe an alchemist.– Toren bent down and pulled two blades of grass from a shelf. handed them to me- Here, try to make a potion out of them.
– Good.– I took them in hand. Turned it over, sniffed it smells like mint.– What to do with them?
– Here is stupid. Tell"potions get ready»and all.– Aralia said angrily.
– Potions, get ready.– Then, after some thought, I added.– The most powerful.– The herbs in my hand shook, glowed, and a second later I had a glass vial with a red potion in my hand.– Here it is.– What a joy. First time I see this. I handed the potion to Thoren.
– Here’s the oddity.– She fiddled with the vial in her hands. Then she opened it. I sniffed. She took a sip.– Strong potion. New. Restores strength and health. But I see such effects for the first time. I’ve only heard about them in legends. You really are a hero. Champion from another world. I’ll leave the potion for myself for experiments. Who sent you here?
– You know Regina.– I said evil. I did not want to remember the former witch.
– No, I’m not talking about that. You could be sent to any world. Ours is not the only one. We know it. But who exactly brought you to our world. And for what purpose. Here is the riddle. We need to sort out the mages. And we will look for your girlfriend. So in the guild of adventurers is the right place for you. Maybe you can find it before us.– She began rummaging again on the table shelf.– Here are your new papers. Spell"Name and status».
She handed me a sign with my name and status.
– From the guild bonus you thirty gold. There is a note in the corner about it.
I watched. Yes, there is.
– There is one condition. For now, don’t tell anyone that you’re a hero from another world. And then you will be called to battle. With your fortune, you will lose and dishonor all the heroes that came to us before you. We wouldn’t want that. And don’t talk about your world to everyone. Aralia can be your partner from this day on. And responsible for you. This is clear?
We nodded. I didn’t want to talk about my world of developed future.
– Sell the potion, but with a note that it was made by the magicians in the guild. Here are the papers.– A scroll appeared out of thin air, which she handed to Aralia.– Don’t forget to pay taxes. You are now a hero, a citizen of the Yarov state. And sorry for asking, but what’s wrong with your face. It doesn’t look like a curse. Were you born this way?
– No, it’s a curse. Witch did. You don’t have a cure for this. Or even masks?
– Sorry hero there is no such potion. Maybe do it yourself. from these herbs.
She grew five blades of grass from the shelf. Handed it over to me. The smell is floral, and maybe lemon.
– Potion to remove my curse. I want to become as handsome as before so that the ladies stick to me.– The herbs in her hands became a bubble of bright red liquid. I drank it in one gulp.– Is there an effect?
– No, you’re still the same freak. Maybe it takes time. In the meantime, it has not worked, here is the mask.– The magician again began to dig in the boxes. Yes, they are simply bottomless or there is emptiness. I didn’t understand her principle.– There she is.– She took out a beautiful mask. All covered in gold and jewels.– The thing is expensive. But it suits you. It has a healing feature and increases stamina. Mask of the lord of darkness. She changes to her master.
I liked the mask. I tried it on. Covers the entire face. It has two large cutouts for the voice and for the nose. Aralia created a mirror. I liked the look. Became like a man.
– In it, you are just written handsome. Your body is strong and lean.– Aralia said touching my pumped up arms. But then she pulled them away.– But underneath, you’re a freak.
– Yes, the mask suits you as a hero. Don’t take it off. You can then visit me in it. But already alone. Let’s talk. I recently lost my husband. At war with the trollsdied. Come comfort the widow.
Yes, what happened to them. A real magical mask. I will cherish her. Maybe the potion is partially working.
– Maybe I’ll go.– I looked at the ladies. Apparently they can’t talk anymore.– We need to go to the Adventurer’s Guild. Let’s talk later beautiful mage.
Began to go out. Aralia followed me.
– My friend Gaora works in the guild, she will serve you out of turn. And he will give the best assignments. Say something from me. Better pass this note.– The magician began to write a note on a piece of paper with a pen. Just a couple of lines and handed me. I came and took it. She grabbed my hand. Claws and she did not interfere with cutting.– Come in the evening to the house of one thousand three hundred and three Magic street do not linger. I was alone for a long time. My husband was in the war for a year. Waited for him.
I gently pulled my hand away. He nodded his head and left the office. Strange Day. Aralia came up in the corridor and took her hand.
– What are you doing? – I asked in surprise. She used to avoid me.
– I wanted to take your hand. And then you get lost. You are new in this world. I am responsible for you. Let’s go to the guild.
The lady’s voice became supple and gentle. The anger is gone. Miracle mask. Miracle potion. A girl and a boy who were playing on the stairs, noticing the changes, began to scream.
– Bride and groom. Tili-tili dough.
To my surprise, Aralia did not remove her hand. The dwarf lady winked at me at the entrance. Looks mean a lot here. As well as in my world.
The streets were busy. The people fussed and pushed. Lots of pickpockets here. I’ve noticed a few of them myself. In dark hoods. The small knives on their belts glowed green. It’s probably poison. Although it might be something else. This world is very different from mine. Temples of Light were everywhere. Monks in white robes sang hymns, collecting donations in bowls on their hands. Others in black robes called for prayers.«Ask for forgiveness from the Goddess of Light. She is kind and will drive away the evil creature. Goddess of Evil. A curse on her head». Here are the fools. There are no gods here. There is ruin and poverty everywhere.
– Let’s go to this store. We need
