from his place on the balcony from the height of the second floor watched the girl, more and more, admiring her beauty. Her smooth feminine gestures. Her grace and an excellent figure. Orth’s was struck by her green eyes, huge and sensual, like the twinkle of a sun sparkled there when she smiled at him, at her first meeting. These eyes captivated the captain with his cleanliness and naive shy gaze. And Orth, again presented how the girl will smile at him when he calls from here from the height of the balcony. He wanted this passionately, he wanted to meet this amazing look again and admire them near. The captain was about to call out to the girl when he suddenly saw the tall and slender figure of a broad-shouldered, fair-haired guy with long hair that was heading toward Onishia. Orth was stunned by zealous emotions, struggling to cope with the surging emotions, and only one calmed him, only a sense of hope, that the guy could not go to her. But Orth’s hopes did not materialize. The guy went up to the girl and, oh, this cannot be true, she gave the blonde a friendly and cordial smile. The guy smiled back at her, approached, hugged Onishia and kissed her on the lips. And the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing against his chest. Orth literally burned with zealous feelings, watching this scene greeting two lovers. He could no longer endure this scene, turned around and walked dejectedly into the room. Returning to the table, he poured the remnants of cognac into a glass and drank a drink in one motion. Then, he took an empty bottle and went into the bathroom with her. There, out of the cache, he took out a full bottle, and empty, put a full bottle in place. With Hennessey, “XO” returned to the table. There was a tray on the table with a lunch yesterday. He poured himself a full glass of cognac, drained it and drank an apple, which he took from a tray…
The teacher appeared at exactly the designated time, found Orth sleeping at the table. Orth’s head was on her hands. Next to the pupil’s head on the table was an empty bottle from under the cognac drunk. Kshatr looked at the sleeping disciple, and then went into the bedroom; looked around, then again approached Orth. Kshatr raised his hands to Up, pointing to the sleeping captain, then began to manipulate his hands. And following the gestures of his hands, the captain’s sleeping figure suddenly jerked like a spoiled robot, straightened to its full height and slowly began to move forward, copying the steps of Kshatr, who led his pupil into the bedroom. Approaching the bed Orth, without waking up, lay down in bed. Putting the pupil in bed, Kshatr, went up to the table and wrote something on a scrap of paper and left the room…
Chapter-6
Orth from the cognac drunk, was fast asleep. He dreamed of friends Hilt, Azon and Dumar, they were sitting in the bar of the capital of Lakia, a new city, which was built by the successor of the throne, the young President of Lakia, Tire. Near their table, beautiful girls were spinning. Friends vividly discussed the political events around their country, not paying attention to the priestesses of love. Suddenly their mobile phones began to sing in alarm. From this signal, Orth winced and opened his eyes. My head ached terribly. Consciousness returned with difficulty to him, and when glimpses of sobriety began to manifest, he suddenly was extremely surprised how he found himself in this strange bed. Then he remembered that the bed was his, and he was in the country Paradise Abode in the suburb of the capital of this country Shambhala in the school of the teacher of His Eminence Kshatr. Here he is trained to conduct operations on the outer surface of the Earth under the personal supervision of his Rule of the Curator Theo. Realizing where he is and why he is here, Orth is the first thing he decided, this will get rid of the headache. This could be solved by one single way to drink. He vigorously jumped from his bed and rushed into the bathroom. In the hiding-place there was no empty bottle or full bottles. Extremely dejected, the captain despondently left the bathroom with heavy thoughts about the teacher Kshatr. His gaze was still not quite sober from the clouded gaze, he found on the table a bottle of cognac on the scribbled scrap of paper, Kshatr handwriting. Orth quickly rushed to the table. There was a little cognac in the bottle at the bottom. Orth greedily seized it and took a sip of cognac from the neck, and drank the rest of the drink with two sips. The moisture instantly took off the headache, nausea and vile sensation from its morning hangover state. His head cleared, and his eyes fell on a piece of paper covered in small handwriting. Orth looked at the piece with disgust. Then, without reading, crumpled in his hand and threw a lump at the door. The paper, crumpled into a ball, hit the exit door, bounced off and fell onto the parquet floor. Orth, stupidly staring at the white lump. Curiosity prevailed, and he decided to read what was there. Picking up the crumpled note, Orth turned it around, smoothed it down on the table, began to read. There, in several lines, the teacher informed: “Cleopatra met with her named brother, whom I, like her, brought up and trained, he came to rest after fulfilling his mission, living with his family in a separate mansion not far from my school. Tomorrow at the designated time, I hope you, Orth, will be in perfect order.”
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