Attention! You killed another player’s minion within the territory belonging to Sonar Son. Contact his owner to compensate for the harm done by your deed. In the absence of a conciliation agreement, the player you killed may file a petition to collect a fine from you.

- So, what is next?

The question of what to do now was the most pressing for the East Wind. He stood and looked at the gaping blackness of a manhole, a few hours ago empty, and now half of its height littered with fragments of rock. The habit of speaking out loud, very dangerous in terms of his profession, helped him to concentrate in difficult situations. I did not want to go back to the authorities with empty hands, but I wanted to get my things out of the dam. The excavations threatened to drag on for a very long time. It is not known how powerful this arintala glutton spell had, if it created cracks in the surrounding rock, then you can’t dig in any way, of course, if you are interested in surviving the digger. The dirtiest thing is that Linaria survived. After the collapse, the bifurcation disappeared and the search spell again worked against it. Apparently, she realized that she was found and stopped using the amulet. Probably thinks that someone will climb it to dig. Sooner or later she will die of starvation there, there are hardly any other ways out of an incomprehensible dungeon. But on Arintal the search spell literally short-circuited, as if it were divided into five parts. The East Wind did not have his blood, so it was impossible to use the ability in full force, but it was already clear that the player is surrounded by a powerful defense. And where does the newcomer have money for all this? Who supports him? Making money from real or having rich friends?

The medallion on the chest vibrated. East Wind started, but managed to cope with emotions. This medallion, enchanted so as not to fall out in case of death, like a damned cell phone, served to communicate with the authorities.

- In touch.

- You died.

The voice of Vadil the Good-natured, as always, did not express anything. The wind didn’t know how the boss could find out, Vadil’s knowledge unpleasantly surprised him.

- Problems with the task. Fell under the collapse.

- Where? Under what circumstances?

“I was stalking a missing member of the organization, as directed by the person you asked me to help.” Met armed resistance. In the city of Sonar Son. Opponent cast spell collapse.

- The state and location of the target.

- Under the collapse or behind him. State unknown.

“You have problems, East Wind.” Do you need help. I'll send Parrot, he will take care of the observer, and then he will help you.

The wind knew it was not worth arguing.Parrot had his own characteristics, but he is an expert, he can come up with something.

***

- Breeze, bro, how's life?

The ungraceful little fellow, who was still blessed with happiness, as if he saw an old friend, looked somewhat untidy. Wide gray pants and an unobtrusive shirt with a pair of pockets were torn in some places, in a couple of places covered with strange stains, darned somewhere, and undoubtedly wore the trail of encounters with cold weapons. Parrot looked like a school rebel from those who break up school chambers and demand the abolition of Supervision, but shrink at the first stern look of a policeman. The wind knew that the impression was deceptive, in the real world the Parrot is much older, his hair was wiggled, his jovial temper and rogue were just part of an image that had little to do with the real identity of one of the best killers of the Organization.

- Fine.

“And where is Gryzma, your girlfriend, who hasn’t seen her for a long time?”

“You never saw her.”

- And that is true, but do not shout about it all over the street. Come on, show me your new home. Follow me!

Parrot lowered his voice and looked around nervously. His last order was addressed to a pretty girl who was far away, modestly casting her gaze to the ground.

“This is not my home, but a new shelter for the Organization.” - quietly said the Wind, passing guests and closing the front door.

“Well, of course, all acquisitions for the benefit of the Organization are very useful for reputation.

- And who is this?

The wind nodded toward the girl who did not try to interfere in the conversation.

- We have a deal. For three days, she does everything that I tell her. Now I have forbidden her to talk, so it's nice to talk with you will not work.

Parrot smiled smugly. The girl, dressed not at all in the desert, in a short skirt and shirt, was a Knight of Sword of level 405. The clothes were not knightly at all, there was no weapon or armor, the skirt barely covered the groin, there was no bra, the nipples were very clearly visible under a layer of thin fabric. It is not clear why she, far exceeding the Parrot on levels and, obviously, fighting abilities, had to cringe in front of him, dressing like a cheap prostitute.

- She won't chat?

- No, she is as quiet as a mouse. Sure.

He beckoned the girl with his finger, pointing somewhere down. She went to the Parrot, sat down on his knees in front of him, and, lowering his pants, took his dick in his mouth before it had time to grow. East Wind was not a hypocrite, but what he saw jarred him. He had no idea how you could just go to someone unfamiliar and have sex right in the hallway right in his eyes without making sure that there was no one else in the house. Maybe Parrot just liked to show his power over someone? What did he do to get a stronger player to suck him off?

“I know that we are alone here — the Parrot seemed to have guessed the thoughts of the detective, so do not mix. Come here, she has nothing under her skirt and today she is ready for anything.

- Not in the mood.

The wind refused, despite the seductiveness of wide hips and butts, a little looking out from under too short clothes. When she stooped, it became clear that there were really no panties on her. However, having sex with someone who had someone like Parrot - the last thing the detective wanted.

- In vain. Give - take it.

- So what's up with Grizma?

- And nothing, it simply is not.

- In what sense?

- She used a teleportator and evaporated. Where - I know only about how to finish with your problems, you will have to help me so that we can be calculated. Come on, girl, work faster, adult uncles need to do serious things, and you detain us!

The murderer patted the girl on the cheek. She did not try to respond to humiliation. The detective thought that it was not necessary to hint the Grizma that he would surrender her to the brothel, then she might not have escaped. How I felt that they would come for her soul. Now the Budger needs his help, the detective, of course, his search skills are better developed than the killer.

“How did you make her obey you?” - the detective changed the subject.

- Oh, this is a very interesting question! You will know the answer when you process it.

- What does “process” mean?

- Thrust your body into her dirty ass! Pull it! Smash her hole! Take her anus! Maybe no one else has done this to her, you will be the first! I know you stuffed your dick on every other ass in the Organization, normal sex is not your honor! Right?

- Shut up!

- Ha ha ha. You know what grandfather Freud said about people like you?

- Parrot, better shut up! I do not want to explain Vadil, for which I killed you.

- For the truth, my dear, for the truth! Okay, I'm just kidding. Do not worry so, we will catch up with Nubia, we will excavate your Linaria, your things, they told me everything that happened to you.

- What else nubya?

- Nubov, those who want to join the Organization. It will be like an entrance test for them.

- Parrot, there is a collapse, at the excavations they will die more than once or twice. In addition, not all of them are players, non-player characters will die forever.

- So what? A dozen more, a dozen less, what's the difference? - he turned to the girl - So, take off your clothes and lie down there on the sofa. Spread your legs, close your eyes and wait until we return. While waiting, portray passion. If you moan well, in the evening I will punish you not so much.