style="font-size:15px;"> “So Regina is in a world without magic.” This changes everything. She spent all her strength to send you here. So there is no threat.
– I won’t return the money. “The eagle lady said menacingly, putting her hand to the blade on her belt.
– No, leave the money. This news is even better.
– I want to take the hero as my partner in the adventurers guild. – Aralia said, removing her hand from the blade.
– It is your right. But I don't see any magical powers in it. He is also not strong as a warrior. Although you can see there is intelligence. The numbers are off the charts. Maybe he'll be an alchemist. – Toren bent down and pulled out two blades of grass from the shelf. She handed them to me – Try to make a potion out of them.
– Fine. – I took them in my hands. I turned it over and smelled it, it smelled like mint. – What should we do with them?
– That's stupid. Say “potions ready” and that’s it. – Aralia said angrily.
– Get your potions ready. – Then, after thinking a little, I added. – The most powerful. “The herbs in my hand began to shake, glow, and a second later there was a glass vial of red potion in my hand. – That's it. – What a joy. This is the first time I've seen this. I handed the potion to Toren.
– That's strange. “She turned the bottle over in her hands. Then she opened it. I sniffed it. She took a sip. – Strong potion. New. Restores strength and health. But this is the first time I’ve seen such effects. I've only heard about them in legends. You truly are a hero. A champion from another world. I'll keep the potion for myself for experiments. Who sent you here?
– You know Regina. – I said angrily. I didn’t 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 that. But who brought you specifically to our world. And for what purpose? Here's a riddle. We magicians need to figure it out. And we will look for your friend. So the adventurers guild is the place for you. Maybe you can find her before us. “She started digging around on the table shelf again. – Here are your new documents. Spell "Name and Status".
She handed me a sign with my name and status.
– The guild gives you a bonus of thirty gold. There is a note about this in the corner.
I watched. Yes there is such a thing.
–There is one condition. For now, don’t tell anyone that you are a hero from another world. Otherwise they will call you to fight. With your condition, you will lose and disgrace all the heroes who came to us before you. We wouldn't want that. And don't tell everyone about your world. Aralia can be your partner from this day forward. And responsible for you. It's clear?
We nodded. I didn’t want to talk about my world of the developed future.
– Sell the potion, but with a note that it was made by 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 a hero now, a citizen of the Yarov state. And excuse me 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. The witch did. You have no cure for this. Or at least masks?
– Sorry, hero, there is no such potion. Maybe do it yourself. From these herbs.
She grew five blades of grass from the shelf. She gave it to me. The smell is floral, and maybe lemon.
– A potion to remove my curse. I want to become as handsome as before so that the ladies will stick to me. “The herbs in my 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. It may take time. Until it works, here is the mask. – The magician began to rummage through the boxes again. Yes, they are simply bottomless or there is emptiness there. I still don’t understand its principle. – Here she is. – She took out a beautiful mask. All covered in gold and jewels. – The thing is expensive. But it will suit you. It has the ability to heal and increases strength. Mask of the Lord of Darkness. She changes to suit her owner.
I liked the mask. I tried it on. Covers your entire face. It has two large cutouts for the eyes and the nose. Aralia created a mirror. I liked the look. Became like a man.
“You look absolutely handsome in it.” Your body is strong and slender. – Aralia said touching my toned arms. But then she pulled them away. “But underneath it you’re a freak.”
– Yes, the mask suits you like a hero. Don't take it off. You can come and visit me in it later. But already alone. Let's talk. I recently lost my husband. He died in the war with the trolls. Come and console the widow.
What came over them? Just a magical mask. I will treasure it. Maybe the potion is partially working.
– Maybe I’ll come in. – I examined the ladies. Apparently they can't talk anymore. – We need to go to the adventurers guild. Let's talk later, beautiful magician.
He started to go out. Aralia followed me.
– My friend Gaora works at the guild, she will serve you out of turn. And he will give the best tasks. Tell me what it is from me. Better yet, pass this note. – The magician began to write a note on a piece of paper with a pen. Just a couple of lines and she handed it to me. I walked over and took it. She grabbed my hand. It didn’t hurt to trim her claws either. – Come in the evening to the house one thousand three hundred three Magic Street, don’t hesitate. I was alone for a long time. My husband was in the war for a year. I was waiting 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 his hand.
– What are you doing? – I asked in surprise. She used to avoid me.
“I wanted to take your hand.” Otherwise you'll get lost. You're new to 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 noticed the changes and 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. Appearance means a lot here. Just like in my world.
The streets were busy. People were fussing and pushing. There are a lot of pickpockets here. I noticed several of them myself. In dark hoods. The small knives on their belts glowed green. It's probably poison. Although it could be something else. This world is very different from mine. Temples of Light were everywhere. Monks in white robes sang chants, collecting donations into bowls on their hands. Others dressed in black called for prayers. “Ask the goddess Sveta for forgiveness. She is kind and will drive away the evil creature. Goddess of evil. A curse on her head." These are the fools. There are no gods here. There is devastation and poverty everywhere.
– Let's go to this store. We need to buy you a weapon. Otherwise you walk around as if naked. – The eagle lady said laughing and took me to a store with a sign “Magic weapons and items”. In this mask I began to read their letters. I didn’t
