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Bistark nodded.
Consider this lord no longer alive, my general.
This goes without saying. But it’s not enough to kill an Adornian, you also need to get records with the results of his research,” Attlee said with a nasty grin. - And so that you don’t mess anything up, you’ll take two primelogists with you.
Civilians?! - Bistark exclaimed in horror. - I won’t even cross the border with them!
The captain immediately made a stand.
Should this be understood in such a way that...
It’s standing, it’s standing,” the general interrupted him. - But don’t worry about it, your job is to complete the task and return. Understood?
Yes sir!
“That’s the same,” Attlee grinned. - For the rest of the details, contact Lucretia, she has a package for you... Free.
That's all the instructions. It would have been possible to get by by simply transmitting the package with the order through the secretary, but the general considered it necessary to personally talk with the executor before each task. This is a kind of bossy whim that has long become the talk of the town among the employees of the Office. As does the bitchiness of red-haired Lucretia.
Bistark was already leaving the office when the general’s assistant flew into the room like a fiery whirlwind and declared from the threshold:
A message just arrived. The Adornians crossed the border and attacked Misty Grove. The units stationed in that area are defeated or put to flight... This is war!
The general studied the flushed girl from top to bottom with pleasure, after which he turned to Bistark and stretched his lips into a lifeless smile.
You see, I told you it would start soon. And so it began. Our sworn friends made the first move, now it’s our turn. Do you see how well everything is going?
Instead of answering, the captain only bowed briefly and went out to the reception room. What he had dreamed about for so long finally happened. The years of shame for the greatest Empire in the world are over. Instead of diplomats, sharpshooters and discus throwers will now speak. And the vile Adornians will pay for everything. For the murder of the rag Paul, for the treacherous attack and, most importantly, for the lands too rich in prime.
"Began! - Bistark shouted mentally. “Great Gear, it’s finally begun!”
With the outbreak of a new war, Queen Isabel's office turned into a kind of branch of the general staff. Maps dotted with arrows replaced numerous tapestries, the desktop disappeared under the rubble of reports and reports, and the aquarium with fish moved to the far corner, making room for a hefty cabinet. And only Lord Rael’s favorite chair remained in its original place. But they didn’t sit in it often anymore: the time for leisurely conversations was irrevocably gone.
Is it that bad? - the queen asked dully.
Rael shrugged.
To close the breakthrough, reserves have to be brought up from the south, and this takes time. Plus, the owners of the lands at the origins of Dynalia did not share something with the lords of the Valley of Sun Tears, and there is no way to turn this crowd of warriors squabbling with each other into a combat-ready army. Which also doesn’t have the best effect on the course of the campaign,” Lord Daer-Liena paused and, using magic, picked up a glass of wine and took a small sip. - So far it turns out that the doctors were more prepared for war than we were.
Isabelle sighed, turned the bag of food in her hands, looked longingly towards the aquarium, and then asked dully:
Are you saying that we shouldn’t have rushed to strike at the Misty Grove?
Rael smiled wryly and ruffled the queen's hair with a light breeze.
Vitaly Zykov
PRIMELORD, OR MASTER OF THE LONELY TOWER
Even the old-timers hardly remembered the existence of an inconspicuous street in the Accountants quarter in the suburb of Neo-Laforte. Mechanicus workshops did not rumble here, laboratories of certified primologists did not explode, and even wandering engineers dropped in here only from time to time, preferring to appear in more interesting places. A boring, sleepy kingdom that can cause an attack of black melancholy not only among impressionable Adornians, but even among die-hard Dokts.
The nondescript building at the very end of the street did not stand out in any way against the general background of the same two-story stone boxes with narrow windows and roofs covered with cheap tiles. Except that the sign was different - either “committee”, or “company”, or maybe even some kind of office. Bistark has passed here a hundred times and still hasn't bothered to read the name. However, knowing the nature of his office, I had no doubt: it must be something long, official and completely unreadable, discouraging any desire to be interested in what is happening behind the nondescript facade.
Inside, a completely different world began.
Having passed the metal door hardened in the fire of Prime, Bistark found himself in a small vestibule, where a real Highlander sat on a bulky stool. The hero gloomily looked at the floor, twirled his red mustache and muttered muffledly under his breath, either talking to himself, or proving something to his Sighted Sword. He pointedly ignored the mortal who entered the protected territory.
However, Bistark was not at all surprised by this behavior. All those who accepted Prime were famous for their extravagant antics, and the owners of living weapons still looked relatively normal against this background. They are far from the death-obsessed Soul Reapers or the creepy Faceless Ones. Nevertheless, he politely greeted the Hero, waved his identification badge and hurriedly walked deeper into the building. Trying to leave behind the suspicious muttering as quickly as possible...
Inside the intelligence headquarters, or simply the Office, there was unprecedented excitement. Bistark's anxious colleagues scurried along the brightly lit corridors, noisy voices were heard from behind the office doors, and on the stairs to the second floor the Voivode, bloated with importance, was proving something to a plump lady with a stationery folder in his hands.
Bistark chuckled darkly. They finally came to their senses, began to stir, and sensed the proximity of the real Case. We realized that a new time has come!
I am ashamed to admit, but the news of the death of Emperor Paul caused in him a surge of not at all loyal feelings. A mixture of relief and anticipation of good changes can hardly be called worthy of an officer of His Imperial Majesty. Yes, and it all went down the drain! Paul was a wimp - a weak-willed, weak-willed wimp, who also believed in world peace, universal friendship and Prime knows what other nonsense. Well, you should have thought of putting Adornia on a par with the Empire! While the industry of the most advanced state of Praya began to choke from a lack of prime, Paul suddenly started a diplomatic fuss. Instead of just coming and taking what was due to the doctors, he started talking about trading with vile magicians. Moreover, he established an Academy for joint training of the lords of both countries. This really doesn’t fit into any corners!
No, those Adornians were right to kill him... Well, or not the Adornians, which doesn’t matter at all... The wheel of history took another turn, and the founder of the new dynasty, the commander of the expeditionary force, General Sammos, ascended the throne. And something told him that he knew how to solve problems. Of course, it is unlikely that the new Emperor will become the second lady Kobrin, but even such a dark horse is definitely better than Paul. In general, all doctors can only wait and hope for the best.
With this attitude, he went up to the second floor and immediately turned towards an office with a door upholstered in red velvet.
I wish you good health, beauty! Is the boss at home?
A pretty red-haired girl in an open dress looked up from the papers on the table, looked at Bistark with a disdainful glance and silently pointed her elegant finger towards the boss’s office. Like, it’s not right for her to chat with everyone here. Painted bitch!
Bistark snorted and pulled the gilded handle towards himself.
Commander of the combined detachment for special assignments, Captain Bistark! By your order...
So, close the door and sit down! “General Attlee is the permanent head of the Office and one of the most influential doctors, who looks like some Hero-voivode,” he pointed to the chair in front of him. - Sit down and listen. - And, without waiting for Bistark to get comfortable, he continued: “I need you in the Lonely Tower.” The lord there was too carried away... as they say... in understanding the facets of Art, right? So, according to rumors, he “learned” something that made our highbrows’ eyes pop out of their heads. Do you know what I mean?
Bistark nodded.
Consider this lord no longer alive, my general.
This goes without saying. But it’s not enough to kill an Adornian, you also need to get records with the results of his research,” Attlee said with a nasty grin. - And so that you don’t mess anything up, you’ll take two primelogists with you.
Civilians?! - Bistark exclaimed in horror. - I won’t even cross the border with them!
The captain immediately made a stand.
Should this be understood in such a way that...
It’s standing, it’s standing,” the general interrupted him. - But don’t worry about it, your job is to complete the task and return. Understood?
Yes sir!
“That’s the same,” Attlee grinned. - For the rest of the details, contact Lucretia, she has a package for you... Free.
That's all the instructions. It would have been possible to get by by simply transmitting the package with the order through the secretary, but the general considered it necessary to personally talk with the executor before each task. This is a kind of bossy whim that has long become the talk of the town among the employees of the Office. As does the bitchiness of red-haired Lucretia.
Bistark was already leaving the office when the general’s assistant flew into the room like a fiery whirlwind and declared from the threshold:
A message just arrived. The Adornians crossed the border and attacked Misty Grove. The units stationed in that area are defeated or put to flight... This is war!
The general studied the flushed girl from top to bottom with pleasure, after which he turned to Bistark and stretched his lips into a lifeless smile.
You see, I told you it would start soon. And so it began. Our sworn friends made the first move, now it’s our turn. Do you see how well everything is going?
Instead of answering, the captain only bowed briefly and went out to the reception room. What he had dreamed about for so long finally happened. The years of shame for the greatest Empire in the world are over. Instead of diplomats, sharpshooters and discus throwers will now speak. And the vile Adornians will pay for everything. For the murder of the rag Paul, for the treacherous attack and, most importantly, for the lands too rich in prime.
"Began! - Bistark shouted mentally. “Great Gear, it’s finally begun!”
* * *With the outbreak of a new war, Queen Isabel's office turned into a kind of branch of the general staff. Maps dotted with arrows replaced numerous tapestries, the desktop disappeared under the rubble of reports and reports, and the aquarium with fish moved to the far corner, making room for a hefty cabinet. And only Lord Rael’s favorite chair remained in its original place. But they didn’t sit in it often anymore: the time for leisurely conversations was irrevocably gone.
Is it that bad? - the queen asked dully.
Rael shrugged.
To close the breakthrough, reserves have to be brought up from the south, and this takes time. Plus, the owners of the lands at the origins of Dynalia did not share something with the lords of the Valley of Sun Tears, and there is no way to turn this crowd of warriors squabbling with each other into a combat-ready army. Which also does not have the best effect on the course of the campaign. - Lord Daer-Liena paused and, using magic, picked up a glass of wine and took a small sip. - So far it turns out that the doctors were more prepared for war than we were.
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Primelord, or Master of the Lonely Tower
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Title: Primelord, or Master of the Lonely Tower
About the book by Vitaly Zykov “Primelord, or Master of the Lonely Tower”
Troubles on the ancient continent of Praia...
The armies of the Adornian Kingdom crossed the border and attacked Misty Grove, which belonged to the Dokt Empire. The years of greatest shame for the Empire are over. Instead of diplomats, sharpshooters and discus throwers will now speak. The vile Adornians will pay for everything. And for the treacherous attack, and for the too rich deposits of prime. The commander of the combined detachment for special assignments, Captain Bistark, is pleased; he has long been itching to get even with the enemy. But the authorities have their own views on the gallant captain...
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