I've been a little off the chain lately, and it's not just me.
While thinking, my gaze fell on the body of the defeated monster.
Strong, so much so that he easily tore through my defenses with his claws. The cloak is quite durable, but under it, or rather under my outer clothing, there was a light, but very strong chain mail. But because of this magic, his attack went like a hot knife into butter.
Looking at the bloody, but at the same time snow-white claws of the creature, I understand that it was clearly some kind of magic, it's just a pity, incomprehensible to me.
Thinking about life... it's not boring, but rather thinking about what potions I can create from such a massive carcass, and how much I'll get by selling the surplus, it seemed to me that the pain subsides by itself. But this is rather the effect of my high-quality healing potion, the like of which I don't sell to anyone, you never know.
Getting up and shaking myself off, my body and mind were carried away by ... routine, or rather, repairing equipment, treatment, and so on.
- Well, we are safe, our clothes have been repaired, the shield has been scrapped, and now it remains to pack the hulk in a bag.
Having somehow packed the monster, I decided that I would sell it upon arrival in the city using the same profitable method as kabanov and volkov once did. Of course, this time I will act a little more cunning and will not come back right away, but I will stay in the hotel for a couple of hours, still it would be too strange that I defeated such a monster so quickly, because it is rare after all.
Although, I was lucky, at first he jumped under my attack himself, so then I wounded him with a fast-acting poison. What if he hadn't been hit by my projectile? It wouldn't be too much fun, I might have to run away from here, but quickly.
Well, but now, I bet I don't understand how my luck works. It's too much in two ways, on the one hand, I'm not lucky at all, and on the other, well, very much so.
At first, the princess decided to feel like a barbecue, then she met too curious people, and now an unknown animal jumped out during the hunt. How else can I not be lucky? Maybe this creature is in the "red book" or there is some kind of "guardian of the forest" and I will be attacked by sectarians who adore such monsters?
Okay, as they say, we resolve issues as they arise, here even I do not know what will happen next…
But what can I say, this is the work of an adventurer. Although I am still a hero, and according to the classics of the genre, sooner or later I will have to defeat some horned evil, terribly evil evil. I hope everything goes smoothly.
…
Wandering through the evening streets of the village, I decided to ask more about the creature that I killed. Therefore, the butcher would have been the best choice, and it was possible to present it as I found out about some rumors.
Butcher: – Well... he is popularly called a desert cat, or a lizard lion. They are usually found far to the south, they do not live in a similar climate. They used to nest here, but they were all exterminated. I don't know in which book you found that he used to live here, you look at the dates, probably that record is a hundred years old…
It's better not to tell him that I killed one of the last creatures here.…
"Anything else?"
Butcher: - I don't know anything else about it.… You're an alchemist, aren't you? I've heard that people like you are ready to tear off their parts with their hands.
Don't test my greedy nature!
Stop. So it can still be used for some kind of potion? Not a bad catch, though dangerous…
After washing the blood and renting a hotel room. I just noticed how tired I was, but stealthy footsteps won't let me sleep, I didn't turn off the detection…
I don't care anymore.…
I'm whispering:
- "Summoning", wait for the one who enters, be ready to strike.
The skeleton nodded, it looks like he has the beginnings of communication, he now shows that he understood. He stood at the side of the door and raised his sword with both hands.
- "Shadow Torch", "Threat"
I decided to try to figure out who's behind the door.…
Well, as I understand it, this man is light and breathes just as easily.
I can't really feel it, but I can barely hear it.…
He's leaving…
I thought that a swordsman or a magician had come to kill secretly, I'm even a little disappointed…
Well, I'm going to sleep less tonight.
- Hang up, the problems are gone.