But the plan is a little different. I'm going to go to some cheap bar somewhere in the alley and buy a deck of cards there. At the same time, with the help of magic, he fished out coins from all the local cheaters.
Easy money.
Proudly entering the establishment and quickly taking a look at it, I noticed the most suspicious and unsociable person dressed in dark and just relaxing in the corner of the room.
My stop.
…
The wind is blowing in my face outside, and I'm still running as fast as I can.
At first, everything was simple.
A hard coin and now I am the owner of a battered decks, how can I not beat it.
Everything went very simply, he called his friends together and the fun went.
Time after time I was defeated, I would have already lost a decent amount. But for some reason everything changed dramatically, my cards only slightly and tightly beat others, bringing me victory every time, until the amount of the loss paid off fourfold. But not everything is as good as it could be. One of them emotionally threw an expensive-looking chain with a blue stone straight on the cards. And now the pebble began to emit a soft glow. It confirmed the presence of magic, or to be even more precise, my illusion magic, which I skillfully led the other players by the nose.
And then, all eyes shifted to me.
As if asking what the hell.
But I didn't lose my head and quickly scooped everything into a bag and ran away.
So the trinity is chasing me, promising me an early death, and since I was brought to the slum area, there is no guard here during the day with fire.
Well, at first we didn't communicate badly, then I just divorced you, and you came at me with knives! Of course I won't kill the card seller, but I'm not sure about the others.
But first I need to get rid of them away from prying eyes.
Therefore, shouting obscene taunts at them, I led them straight to a large stone wall with an open lattice door. As far as I understand, it was a descent into the sewer. Perfect!
And slipping down my presence was hidden in the shadows.
"Poison Fog"
I lay low and listened until the footsteps of the bandits began to echo along the narrow brick path.
Gambler: - You can't see shit, does anyone have a light?
The villain: - I'm already lighting the torch.
The fog began to shine through slightly, giving out the exact location of the robbers.
The villain: - You just give everything you have, and we'll let you go.
Evil still wants to be listened to. Not on my shift!
"Call"
A faded purple glow appeared behind the bandits, which leveled out to its full height and stood quietly, motionless behind them.
- Knock out the rear!
There was a dull thud of a rusty sword on iron. Tsk…
Grabbing a dagger, I jumped out at the man in front, holding a torch.
"Transformation"
My lunge was repelled by an elbow, but a clawed hand had already grabbed him by the throat, a few sobs and the torch went out in the sewage.
- Finish him off faster!
I ordered the skeleton, after which, after a couple of seconds, a thud was heard, easily distinguishable from the others. It looks like the skeleton "knocked out" his opponent with a deft blow of a rusty sword into a pumpkin. And the fall of a new corpse echoed.
I dispel the fog and see a panting, thin cheater. After all, the poison helped in the battle.
Sharper: - p-spare me…
- Okay, get lost already, but don't think about reporting me, – I said disgustedly.
Sharper got up and began to hobble to the exit. When he walked past the skeleton, almost a whisper escaped my lips, one word:
- kill him.
The skeleton quickly turns around and pierces the person's back in the area of the heart.
The one who took out his blade should be ready to die…
A grin began to creep onto my face under the mask.
He would have reported anyway, it became clear from his eyes. I would have informed the church about me, while receiving their protection. And then he would have become a lifeguard who discovered the "terrible necromancer", probably, he would have wanted to do so.
However, it wouldn't hurt me because I have the support of the authorities. True, my relationship with them is not the best, because I would like to refrain from such an outcome ...
A wave of pleasant feeling rolled over me, my strength at least a little, but grew.
I examined the corpses and took out everything of sufficient value from them.
It remains only to finish the job.
- Roll them into the ditch.