История Королевы Эльфов / The story of the Elf Queen: Глава шестая. Первая тренировка Героя Королевы Эльфов
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Chapter Six. The First Training of the Hero of the Elf Queen Camrad_RIP 10.11.24 в 14:42 |
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* * * Camrad_RIP 10.11.24 в 14:42 |
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For exactly one second there was a sincere surprise on Diantrel's face, but then the elfess became standard-unperturbed again. She said in a calm and thoughtful voice, keeping her violet eyes on Cyril: Camrad_RIP 12.11.24 в 20:42 |
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"Quite unexpected. I thought it would require at least a few lessons." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:27 |
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The young man looked up from the system message he had received and shrugged: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:27 |
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"Well, the first level should be the easiest. Besides, I got some experience when the honorable Fiorel told me about the Royal Palace and the life of the Forest. Plus the mission accomplished. And your tests added to my experience as well." Camrad_RIP 12.11.24 в 20:43 |
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Nodding, Diantrel said: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:28 |
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"I understand, honorable Cirial. May I ask you to refrain from choosing the gifts of the Soul Tablets immediately and wait for the arrival of my mentor?" Camrad_RIP 12.11.24 в 20:44 |
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"Yes, of course! In turn, can I rest a little for now?" Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:28 |
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"Of course." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:28 |
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He sat down on one of the free chairs at the table by the wall of the training room, where the magic wands had been placed before, and sighed with relief. His mentor's inspections had worn him out quite well, even though he hadn't experienced any physical exertion. It seemed that he was only practicing magic, but he felt as if he'd had a good workout in the gym, and then he'd been on the treadmill for an hour or two. I wondered if practicing magic would help me lose weight. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:12 |
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While Cyril was talking about the possibility of losing excess weight through magical practices, Diantrel contacted the Elder Enchantress, had a quick word with her, and approached her apprentice: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:12 |
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"My mentor will be with us shortly. For now, you may rest and, if you wish, satisfy your hunger." Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:13 |
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"With great pleasure," Cyril willingly accepted the last offer. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:14 |
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She moved a pitcher of water, a glass, a couple of utensils, and a silver dish covered with a lid. Underneath it was an assortment of sliced fruit and slices of meat, apparently chicken. Thanking Diantrel, Cyril began to eat. Having sent the first slice of apple into his mouth, he was surprised to feel that it was not only sweet and tasty but also saturated with neutral energy. Just a little bit, but it was quite noticeable. Concentrating, the young man switched to magical vision. That was it - all the food and water was saturated with magical energy. Turning to his mentor, he inquired: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:15 |
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"Is this special food for the gifted?" Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:18 |
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The white-haired elfess nodded briefly: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:21 |
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That's right. This water is taken from a magical source of spring-type, which also feeds the fruit grove where the fruit is taken from. The same water was used to grow the grain that was used to feed the poultry. Due to the fact the energy of that source is extremely neutral and has a stable-low concentration, the food grown with its help is perfect for restoring the strength of novice-gifted ones. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:23 |
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Once again appreciating the degree of the elves' care for his person, Cyril started to eat. He doubted very much that all novice wizards were fed so well in this world. As he munched on the fruit slices one by one, alternating them with meat slices, he could clearly feel that the almost completely used-up reserve was beginning to recover a little faster. By the time he had finished eating, the Elder Enchantress had arrived in the training room, dressed in a beautiful navy blue dress with a triangular neckline on her chest and embroidered with silver patterns. After greeting her student, she leisurely approached Cyril, who had risen to his feet, gave him a brief nod and said: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:24 |
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"Congratulations on your first success, honorable Cirial. Like Diantrel, I did not expect you to rise to the first step so quickly." Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:25 |
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Slightly embarrassed, the young man shrugged and smiled awkwardly: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:25 |
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"Well, the first level is always the easiest. Camrad_RIP 10.11.24 в 14:43 |
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"If our archives are to be believed,” the Elder Enchantress nodded as she continued to gaze thoughtfully at the young man, ”I assume you have already chosen what knowledge or attribute you wish to acquire?" Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 14:26 |
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"I have my eye on something, yes. And I would like, as we agreed, to discuss it with you." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:29 |
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A barely noticeable smile touched the elf's lips: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:29 |
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"A smart decision." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:30 |
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You bet. The last thing Cyril needed was to screw up his pumping by taking some garbage skill. No way! He had experience in one computer game based on the DnD board game, where he played as a mage character. And until the very end, his wizard character missed all his spells on all enemies, even the ones that hit squares. Because of this game turned into one continuous pain. And the reason was simple. It turns out that I had to take the skill “marksmanship”. Marksmanship, Carl! For the mage! How he then swore at the developers ... Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:15 |
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It is clear that this is not a game, but he still did not want to screw up his build. Therefore, before taking any skill, property, or knowledge better to coordinate it with the mentors. In general, Mirael approved of Cyril's choice, which fit into the concept of development. With a mental command, he invested a free talent point, confirming his decision. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:17 |
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Knowledge gained: "the basics of magical dueling techniques with combat wands." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:31 |
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Knowledge added to Player status. Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:31 |
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As soon as Cyril confirmed his choice, new knowledge began to pour into his head, and he was involuntarily glad that he had not had time to move far away from the table. Literally collapsing back into his chair, the young man grabbed his head with both hands. Shit, in the future it would be better to improve the level lying in bed. The array of information was pouring into the mind, and it was not just “downloaded”, but also supplemented the existing knowledge. The most synergy was with the “basics of working with basic amulets and artifacts”. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:18 |
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When the download was finished, Cyril sat for a few minutes with eyes closed listening to himself. The knowledge he had gained, like the previous ones, felt like an integral part of himself. It was as if he had been practicing for several years, mastering the wielding of the battle rod under the guidance of the same Diantrel. Yeah, for some reason he had a suspicion that the students of the local Hogwarts would want to do something bad to him for such cheating. Or rather, why suspicion? Complete fucking certainty! One already did, for fuck's sake! Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:19 |
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Cyril was distracted from his unpleasant thoughts by the voice of the Elder Enchantress, who was watching him with her student: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:20 |
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"Honorable Cirial, are you all right?" Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:20 |
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Realizing that people, in the sense of elven women, were actually waiting for him, Cyril opened his eyes, rose to his feet, and nodded: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:21 |
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"I'm all right, honorable ones. The new knowledge has been absorbed without any problems. You can see for yourself." Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:36 |
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Cyril picked up his magic wand of light wood from the table, grasped it with a classic “duel” grip and stood in the same classic attacking stance. At the same time, he formed the weave of a “magic arrow”, which was lit on the tip of the rod, ready to snap from it at any moment at Cyril's will. And all this in an instant, without a single unnecessary movement or the slightest hesitation. Even taking into account the fact that “magic arrow” was an extremely simple spell, such a thing was impossible without long practice. Or without the System. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:38 |
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Yes, Cyril had known before which end to hold the magic wand, and how to use it to send spells, which he had demonstrated to Diantrel. But now he understood how to do it “right”. There were no unnecessary movements, and coordination improved. There was an understanding of how to better and more accurately direct spells with the help of the wand. The knowledge gained could be considered analogous to the basic principles of fencing for a “Warrior” class. After waiting for a couple of seconds, Cyril changed his attacking stance to a defensive one, forming a slightly convex circle in front of the tip of the wand instead of a magical arrow, slightly larger than an ordinary wooden shield. After changing his stance and grip a few more times, he extinguished the created weave in the same honed motion and lowered the wand. The two elven women who had been watching him closely looked at each other briefly, and then Mirael spoke: Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:39 |
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"Very impressive, venerable Cirial. Once again I am amazed at how much the Tablet of the Soul can bestow in such a short time." Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:32 |
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Diantrel nodded in agreement: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:32 |
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Indeed. If you, venerable Cirial, were my student, then after today's check, I would, with a clear conscience and without the slightest twinge of conscience, sign you the patent of the Adept of the First Degree of the General Profile. Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:33 |
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"Thank you for such high appreciation," Cyril was a little embarrassed, in general, already imagined from conversations with the same Mirael, the “Table of Ranks” of the local gifted. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 16:40 |
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If used a very conventional analogy with his native world and his education there, he was now a first-year student at a university. The kind of student who didn't skip lectures and attended seminars, who had passed his exams and written his term paper. An Adept of the First Stage was not even close to being a full-fledged Master of Magic or even a specialist in any particular field. But not a simple student either. With such a patent, Cyril could easily find a decent job in any of the major cities, ensuring his place in the ranks of the local “middle class”. An adept of the Broad, or more precisely, General Profile, would be willingly hired by representatives of trading houses and local noblemen. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 18:09 |
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Of course, he couldn't get the position of a court magician for a Duke, but a baron from a not-so-great barony would be very happy to have such a courtier. As well as a solid merchant or a group of medium-sized adventurers. However, without a serious patron, he would probably find trouble on his own head first. Because rabbits aren't just meat - they're also valuable fur. In other words, a gifted adept is a very valuable resource that can always be used by stronger mages. It may very well be that the young specialist will not survive this “use”. Especially if he tries to realize the “American dream” by opening his own business. Nobody and nowhere likes competitors, no matter if it is Earth or another world with dragons and sorceresses. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 18:52 |
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"This is not a high, but a fair and accurate assessment of what I saw today,” the white-haired elfess shook her head, ”Of course, you still have a lot to teach, but even what you showed me today... Let's just say it's very impressive considering that a couple of days ago you had nothing to do with magic at all." Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 18:54 |
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"I completely agree with you," Mirael supported her student. Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:33 |
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Turning to her, the Elder Enchantress continued: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:34 |
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"I assume that your lesson for today can be considered finished?" Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:34 |
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The white-haired elf nodded briefly in response: Camrad_RIP 11.11.24 в 10:34 |
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"Of course. I have seen everything I was interested in and now, I can see the further learning process. Honorable Cirial needs to rest and recuperate. Self-recovery," the last phrase was especially emphasized by the mentor, looking carefully at the young man. Camrad_RIP 14.11.24 в 18:56 |
