In the throne room on level 76 includes two of the true race of elves.
One of them was a man dressed in a black somewhat strange suit of dragon skin, which simultaneously served as armor on the battlefield and tailcoat at important events. His ears and forehead were adorned, as is the custom of this race, with jewels of blue crystals matching the color of his eyes.
Next to him knelt his sister, clearly well dressed up before the reception at the Lord. She was wearing a gorgeous black dress with an expressive neckline.
The girl, like her companion, wore jewelry made of crystals, one of them symbolized her status – crowning the head, the diadem and the second was a relic of their kind and had the form of a pendant.
Also in the room were present Kaisar, his gaze was focused on the Lord, which in turn stood before them dressed in a robe.
— I welcome you, sen, Leiko, how do you feel if any of your people have problems after such a long stasis?"
— No, my Lord, they are all well and well, — said the elf, without raising his head.
— Fine, then let's get down to business. I have a mission for you two.
— We will carry out any of your orders, Lord, — the girl said reverently, genuinely glad that she could serve their good Lord.
— As you probably know, at the moment there is a vast desert spread over us, which has become a home for carnivorous worms, which eat everything that moves. And so living on the surface of the nation if necessary to transfer cargo using the services of the special caravans, which, though not always successfully, but still carry the cargo entrusted to them. So, the shade sent to scout has discovered one such caravan, apparently considered large for this area. Naturally, in order to find out more, I ordered to track his route to the end point. But the problem is that further along the way some scoundrels ambushed this trade caravan, about which the caravan drivers are not even aware. From this follows my order.
— You must overtake the caravan and to disarm those who set this trap, but not kill, because... the Lord raised his hand, in which suddenly appeared a small black sphere, clearly representing a living organism, We need information, so use eater of memory.
— As you command, my Lord. But what do we do with these creatures next? — raising his head he asked the ancient elf.
— After the eater has worked on these dregs of society, they will become like plants, so kill them. I am equally good to all living beings, but I am equally bad to the scum and the degenerates of any race. Pathetic creatures that are only capable of preying on others, is disgusting to me.
All present mentally agreed with his master.
Kaisar will explain the details. As for vehicles, don't use their relics, those nobodies aren't worth it. I will give the order and you will prepare special lizards, I think such should be on the eighth floor.
— Now go, you have two hours on fees, and Yes, about any emergency report back through shadows.
— Yes, — said the two at the same time.
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Birgit was the ruler of the Nagas and commanded the eighth floor, which was filled with numerous lizards and snakes.
She, as and many Naga loved two things: gold and heated sources of, so in this moment she tried to to combine these things.
Putting on your human body numerous decorations and clothes of Golden thread, she gracefully dipped his snake tail that started from the hips, in a hot spring.
— Excellent, as same well!... — Birgit experienced physical and emotional bliss.
With a satisfied look, she began to look at the beautiful trees that had been planted around the hot spring.
The girl was very happy to live in a place so much like her native island, and therefore was extremely grateful to Lord Inmir for the fact that he personally ordered to create this unique landscape for her.
— Hmm, Mr. Inmon, the girl fell into the water, waist deep.
— What is Birgit.
From these words, the Queen of the Nagas almost had a heart attack, she head over heels fell in the water and then quickly popped back.
Her dumbfounded eyes reflected the boundless Lord, the Lord of life and her eternal master, Inmir.
— My Lord, why are you here?"! Did I... did I do something wrong? Please forgive me, please! — she threw herself at his feet, clasping them tightly. — My Lord, show mercy!
Standing at the edge of the hot spring, Inmir smiled and bent down to remove the headdress of gold that was on Birgit's head.
And why is my favorite I decided that I came to punish her, the Lord gently patted the girl on the head.
With tears filling her eyes, the serpent Queen said:
— But you never come in person unless it's bad.
Inmir gently wiped her eyes from tears, ran his thumb over her lips, making them red.
— If so, then I'll drop in often so that you could no longer reproach me, — Lord smiled.
— No, I'm not reproaching!... I... This I... — her tail was moving around in the water like a boat propeller, red like a tomato Birgit stuttered through the word.
In response, Inmir only smiled again, stroking his restless pet.