he would have all the bones, one by one. - Sokrament got angry. The bug just nodded, indicating that he was thinking about the same thing.

“But you know something about him?” What does it look like? Where can he be?

- Suppose. What do you want?

- We are interested, but we also want to earn. They are searching so ardently that I would never believe that he does not have a lot of money or valuable artifacts.

Making sure he was ready to listen, the stranger continued:

- There was one amusing story with us. My friend and I wanted to join the Organization. We thought we would row gold in handfuls and rob caravans. Came to the entrance test. We, instead of the usual check, were taken to a certain place and forced to dig out Arintala.

“Has someone buried him?” Why dig it up?

- I would have buried him even alive. - Bug wedged into the conversation.

- He was under the ground and in order to get to him, it was necessary to unearth a block of stones. As in the mine, when it is destroyed from the inside. They told us so. We were close, but did not have time to dig up. Swinging came mudilo and merged all under zero. After that, we got out of there, but still want to know what was really there.

- It's all interesting, but why do we need you?

- Your knowledge plus our knowledge is the key to success. Combine our forces and find Arintala.

- I agree. - without delay answered the Bug and Sokrament.

- Well. There is nothing secret to discuss. Everyone around just pretends not to hear anything. See you ...

- To work! - The overseer's overbearing scream interrupted the conversation. Unlike prisoners, dressed in quickly torn rags, he could boast of high-quality leather armor and shoes. Of course, the convicts also did not rely on the whip and short sword. The moustached guard sternly looked around at the crowd of men, who diligently imitated violent activity, looking for the most negligent for exemplary punishment.

***

I carefully felt the belly of my new wife. Frightened for her life, she no longer tried to build herself into an impregnable pride and calmly endured my attention. Her condition certainly demanded attention. The abdomen swelled unevenly in different directions, forming irregularities in several places. Something hard and round was felt inside. For the fourth day of pregnancy, the abdomen is too large, even by the standards of the inseminator. The answer was simple and obvious:

- These are eggs.

- What? Exclaimed the women in one voice.

- There inside the egg. Some big round eggs.

- Where did they all come from? - quietly asked Reuena. Looks like my hunch shocked her. Why not, every day you learn that instead of having children, you will lay eggs like a bird.

- They are descended from my seed, no other options. For some reason unknown to me, your body has restructured from the normal mode of reproduction to the laying of eggs.

- Let him rebuild back! I will burst if they become even more. - the healer whined. Where did all the arrogance and fearlessness go? Probably hormones hit in the head. I had to reassure her:

- It's too late to change something. I don't even know how far everything goes. One thing I can say for sure - it will not kill you. In nature, it never happens that the carrying of offspring kills a mother. Even if the eggs become very large, your body will adapt. This can be uncomfortable, but not fatal. Now it is your destiny, your mission, the purpose of life - to grow my offspring inside you. You can't change this, everything has gone too far.

A short motivational speech in this situation is more than ever. A small lie will benefit her. The girl has a relatively large level for her age. I do not know how much stamina she has, but it is clear that during this pregnancy she will need her all. Judging by the volume, her body works at the limit of possibilities. This time my seed surpassed itself.

As far as I know, there are two kinds of eggs in nature. Eggs of birds have a hard shell, eggs of reptiles - soft. There are some more fantastic options, for example, dragon eggs that need to be cooked so that they hatch or eggs of demons that try to eat someone who comes close to them, but these are not my cases. Here I feel hard eggs, so my new wife in terms of childbirth is a bird. It will be fun if she has to hatch her eggs to hatch. It will be interesting to look at the result, but now there are more pressing problems.

They dig me again. This time everything is very serious. I used to hear a large number of quiet beats on a stone, now the beats are loud and, most importantly, uniform. If this happened in real life, I would say that a robot digs me out, in Andorra we are talking about artificial creatures - golems. Golem - a thing expensive, but very useful in the economy. He digs quickly, especially if it is a model specifically designed for mining. Someone really, really wants me. It is urgent to prepare a decent meeting for our dear guests.