Его не звали, но он приперся / They never called, yet he is here: Глава 12

Chapter 12

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:37

The magical swamp in the heart of the uncharted lands of Alurea was very old. It remembered the beginning and the end of several civilizations, to say nothing of the fates of individuals. And it could not tolerate noise, for noise is a sign of carelessness, an error of prey that there is always someone to devour. That was the law of this place, this endless feast of life and death: the strong would eat the weak, the strong would be devoured by the stronger, but even the strongest of all would sooner or later be devoured by scavengers. And the silent mire will take for itself the bones that remain of those who have lost their last battle.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:39

So the swamp-dwellers were very surprised to hear a creature screaming, not to say shrieking, through the marshes. So far, no one who has heard this scream has ever seen anything like it. In a normal biocenosis, animals prefer to stay away from incomprehensible, and therefore dangerous, phenomena. Bright coloring can turn into a deadly poison, loud noises into a call of their fellows, and strange behavior into a sign of some deadly disease. A similar law applied here on the marshes, but only in part - it was too active, too strong are living there. And among them, there were easily those who wanted to taste the source of the noise.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:48

Except there was a little problem. The man, squealing like a half-circumcised pig, was not just yelling, he was running. And he was running with alarming speed and agility, not noticing the few pursuers, who were quickly falling behind the tiny prey. Moreover, somehow this little white creature managed to run even through the deepest and impassable mire, like an insect on the surface of the water.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:51

Among the few who could catch up with it, some were too sensitive to the mystical energy that filled the swamp. And their senses screamed to stay away from the creature, for, despite its small size, it radiated cold and evil energy, as if drawn from the darkest corner of the universe. And the always calm shadows in its presence caressed the man, trembling along with him at the same time. No matter what drove the white monkey forward, the panicked macaque was beyond the reach of the prey-hungry predators.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:56

The few speedy predators who were not sensitive enough, or were confident enough, or simply did not have a developed brain, attacked the running squealer. It was to no avail, for the high dexterity multiplied by the tremendous reaction rate, the presence of obedient shadows, and the wild panic that sharpened his reflexes more than any other dope, allowed the noise source to shred its attackers without even slowing its running.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 19:57

It was undoubtedly wasting his reserve, but so far he was not showing bottom, and the shadows were still steadily tearing, choking, snapping, crushing, stabbing, and whatever else they were doing to the bodies of unlucky hunters. The smarter animals preferred to simply follow the incomprehensible phenomenon in their wake, quietly eating the bodies of the unlucky ones. After a while, there were even fights over the next dead carcass.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:03

The man himself, that cowardly monkey, was scared as hell and did not care about the running out of reserve, the emptiness in his chest, the creatures attacking him and the possible sad outcome of such a march through unknown and dangerous terrain. As soon as he began to feel tired, as soon as he calmed down at least a little, as soon as he wanted to rest... He remembered the appearance of the young swamp ogre, remembered her charming smile, remembered how quickly and silently this seemingly lumbering mountain of meat moved, followed by another desperate squeal and another acceleration of an already fast run.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:04

It was all about breaking the distance between the chupacabra and his delicate, extremely vulnerable psyche as quickly as possible. If his characteristics had not already been developed to the maximum of his natural development and a little beyond, he would have been able to develop them safely to the maximum in a single run.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:06

But no matter how strong his panic was, no matter how painstakingly he squeezed out all the juice he had in him, there was a line that even he could not cross. The man, Hero, isekai, and forum troll finally stopped screaming, stepped out onto a small patch of dry ground, and, without turning around, as well as not attempting to scan his surroundings, simply leaned his drenched back against a tree, and then passed out.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:08

He could have been killed in a thousand ways, countless creatures could have eaten him in his sleep, he could have drowned in the mire, been bitten by a snake or insect, died of overexertion, but fate very often protects idiots, so this particular member of humanity was not threatened until morning.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:09

I woke up from the cold and the rays of sunlight hitting my face. And also from the pain all over my body, which made me want to howl like a wolf and preferably chew someone's arms off. To the local summoners who'd gotten me into this anal carnival, for example, or someone else like them.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:11

Everything ached!

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:11

Even my hair, or at least my scalp, was aching, tugging, sharp, and pressing pain all over my body at the same time. It was as if each bone had been broken three times, then reattached, then broken and reattached again, but this time forgetting the miniature jackhammer inside each bone, all of which, at that moment, was pounding my skeleton at full power, seemingly with no intention of stopping.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:17

To the physically unhealthy state of mind, I felt a wild, cerebral dryness that made me want to drink marsh mud, a sucking emptiness in my chest that indicated an overuse of energy and a temporary inability to use shadows, and a body gnawed by mosquitoes and other bloodsucking bastards that made my face look like some kind of swollen Chinaman. I hadn't looked in the mirror yet, but, judging by my difficulty in opening my eyes, my eyes were now narrow slits.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:23

After I opened my eyelids and almost blew my brain out of my ears from the too-bright light, I was finally able to see the landscape that opened up to me. A crown of trees sheltering me from the merciless sun, a few gaps in the crown through which I could see a sliver of sky, and, for dessert, no less than the last element of the picture I'd seen:

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:25

"Tits."

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:25

I voiced my thought even before I thought it through. No, I wasn't hallucinating, and I wasn't having any interesting dreams, either. It was just that those same boobs were hanging out in front of my face. The green ones, with big dark nipples, were literally within walking distance of my mosquito-riddled face. Just put your hand out and you could squeeze them. The main problem was that the tits were not hanging there all by themselves, but, as they should, were attached to the rest of the body.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:26

No, I'm not denying that, compared to the previous monster, this body was very nice. It was a little too muscular and tall enough to crush me, but aesthetically, it wasn't bad. Except for the face that looked at me intently... um... let's say, a woman, was far from the definition of "beautiful." The most I would give it as a subjective assessment was "it'll do for half a liter" along with "at least not completely ugly". That's about it.
T.N.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:32

The facial features were too coarse like made by an ax, the fangs protruding from the massive jaw, and the overly pronounced brow arches. In short, it was better to fuck from behind, but not face-to-face. I also, despite my newly acquired consciousness, knew at once what a pair of tits was watching me. First of all, I did not meet any fucking women in these places or any women at all. The only exception was the zoologist's nightmare last night, which nearly sent me to the other side of the world. First, trying to eat me, and then, because I was terrified of running away from this "swamp princess" straight into the already disgusting swamps, where I could easily give my soul to the System.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:36

When I remember the places I ran through and the things I came across, I am surprised that I survived this situation. I can say unequivocally that if I haven't exhausted my reserves of isekai luck, then I've been pretty wasted on them during my run.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:41

Once again I am reminded of the bogeyman that my first victim for the mythical ring was original. And all hints of a morning boner, combined with the excitement of contemplation of the naked green body disappears into oblivion, and my balls are almost hidden in my rectum. As it seemed to me, something resembling chagrin flashed on the completely unreadable face of my - there must be a three-ton charge of explosive sarcasm here - beautiful companion.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:50

Ok, Kostik.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:50

We are responsible for what we've tamed, even if that tame animal is a huge, pumped-up, titsy woman who tried to eat you yesterday. And who almost succeeded, I should point out separately! I should definitely ask her for a description of her characteristics and abilities because I haven't felt so powerless in a long time. I mean, in direct combat, I'm sure I would have killed her if I hadn't been distracted by the ring. But up until the moment I encountered her in combat, I hardly sensed her at all.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:51

I am!

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:52

Sensor and lurker of the mythical fucking class!

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:52

I didn't sense that three-and-a-half-foot-tall swamp monster!

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:53

It's not just a tank, it's a stealth train, honestly. It's also a reminder to me that I shouldn't ask the System for anything at all. It would be like this. No, I'm not kidding. I asked for a tank with big tits, and I got it. And a tank, and boobs, and more in every sense of the word.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 20:59

Only if I imagined my request in the form of a pretty elven girl in full armor, from which she knows how to get out very quickly, with a delicate and fragile body (with boobs!) hidden underneath, then I got a f*cking f*ck! At least they didn't send a dragon, or I have a feeling they might have.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 21:00

I look at the ring with some regret, already rolling the anti-admin activator phrase on my tongue, but, remembering the last lightning strike beside me, I hesitate to start paying for all the good stuff right now. Not with an empty reserve and an inability to move my own shadow. Not even Bobik would be needed in this state, another swarm of mosquitoes would be enough.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 21:18

I sighed again and looked at the face of my most faithful companion in the world. The face, of course, is "gorgeous," especially for scaring naughty children, and not burdened with intelligence. But even that is better than what I saw yesterday. Constantine the Second, who had stirred up again, fell down again from the realization of the cruelty of this world. And I only hoped that enough booze, which I would buy as soon as I found a normal tavern, could erase those memories from my mind.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 12:30

When I look at the face, my heroic skill tells me that I see a level thirty-three swamp ogre. I'd never heard of an ogre cosplaying an assassin at such a level as to be able to over-assassinate such an awesome guy like me, but I don't see much in the world. That includes a tank sneaking up on you.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:04

Hm.

Camrad_RIP 15.12.21 в 21:19

It sounds funny now, but yesterday it was so fucking scary and dangerous, like walking through the slums of Detroit wearing only a Ku Klux Klan cap and with a bare ass.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:05

"All right, baby." I creaked to my feet, under the same scrutinizing gaze of a naked girl. "Let's show me your status if that's even possible, and then let's go back to that damn island. I still have all my clothes there, and the bathroom is there, too. And I'm so dirty now, I could be mistaken for one of your relatives. And yes, what's your name anyway, you swamp terror?"

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:26

A second of complete silence, during which the indifferent expression on the face of the monster changed first to bewilderment, and then to joy, after which I was given a succinct and very comprehensive answer:

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:33

"Y? Ygra hard..."

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:17

A second of complete silence, during which the indifferent expression on the face of the monster changed first to bewilderment, and then to joy, after which I was given a succinct and very comprehensive answer:

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:27

"Fuck!"

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 13:34

The next two hours were a real test of my nerves, brain, and sanity. This... that Ygra had the intellect of a watermelon, damn it! It was as if, when God gave out her brains, they all went into those same watermelons. She could not form sentences, could not understand figurative expressions, and could not properly perceive even the concept of time. All my attempts to explain myself to her, at least in words, at least in gestures, came up against an iron-clad stupidity and lack of understanding of what I wanted from her.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:28

My anger at her stupidity made me want to punch her in the face or bend her over and fuck her right here. I'm fucking walking around her, gesticulating like a fucking mill, and she's sitting on her ass and just grinning at me! Seriously, System, give her a bit of a brain, just a couple of grams! Otherwise, I'm gonna lose my marbles!

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:30

"Okay. Okay. Here. You. Your. Power. Status. Skill. What. - And all the while poking fingers now and then at her, then at the space in front of her eyes, to remind her of the system screens that should also appear in front of her eyes. Or shouldn't?"

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:31

"Ygra is strong!" She nodded accordingly, and I realized that I was about to explode from the accumulated tension. In every sense of "tension". I never thought I'd be this hungry, but I'm ready for her now, and that's an indicator.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:32

A few deep breaths and exhalations, combined with another memory of her former appearance, calmed the Spear of Destiny, but the irritation and anger only accumulated and accumulated. God, the System, Amon-Ra, Cthulhu, Krishna, tell me, why the hell would I do this? Couldn't you have given that pair of tits a little bit of brain, too? Just a little bit, so she could talk.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:34

"Right. Ygra. Let's go. Back. The island. Meeting. Yesterday. Swamp." I list the words, hoping that at least one of them will be familiar to my, God forgive me, interlocutor.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:34

"Ygra is coming!" She answered at once. And in one motion she got to her feet and headed in the direction she alone knew, so quickly and quietly that I was surprised.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:36

In fact, she wasn't faster than I was, I'd even say she was slower. But I still couldn't keep up with her! It wasn't even the sheer width of her stride, but the fact that she seemed to flow through that unfortunate swamp. Quieter than the rustle of the winds, lighter than the weightless morning fog, faster than the occasional shadow. If I hadn't been staring at the center of her back, I would have lost sight of her. My senses were malfunctioning from depleted energy reserves, and without the shadows, I could have searched for her until the new system update.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:37

I was absolutely certain now that the swamp itself was courting her. The branches seemed to avoid her, the light bumps that even I could hardly stand were not even squeezed under her feet, and the swamp and mire took her in without a splash. A phantasmagorical sight, I'll admit - a huge carcass, but look away and you won't hear a single rustle it makes. Something tells me that finding something more dangerous in this swamp is going to be a challenge.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:39

The lack of shadows was a big hindrance because even my perfect coordination didn't help me keep pace. If the ogre hadn't turned around from time to time so she wouldn't lose me, I would have been lost. Once she even pulled me out of some hole I gurgled headlong into. Luckily, I didn't even have time to swallow any crap, only to be scared.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:40

What was mine, what was her body was covered with layers of mud and slime. This child of nature did not think twice about choosing a cleaner path. Only speed and efficiency, nothing more. I'm not even sure if she was choosing the path to suit my height, or if she was just taking her usual route. Judging by the fact that I had to be pulled out of the mire three more times, the second option was much more likely.

Camrad_RIP 16.12.21 в 17:42