Ability points were invested mainly in skills that allowed pumping characteristics in even larger quantities during coitus. First, there were abilities that allowed us to borrow a fixed number of points, for example, 10 points of endurance. Then the skills that measured production as a percentage were opened. After this, the theft of capabilities became possible, unfortunately, also temporary. In such conditions there was no need to take skills that increase attractiveness, she was the only woman on the ship, all male attention was guaranteed to her.

Serving a few dozen people every day, Miliana had such a plus to the characteristics that she no longer seemed strange that not a single sea creature tried to eat it while she was swimming behind the ship. At that time, she could, like a zombie, break the whole team into pieces with one hand, if she wanted to, but the woman just continued her shameless occupation.

Miliana boarded the ship, having level 14, and re-entered the land from 126, realizing that this source of development had been exhausted. In order to progress rapidly, she needed partners of a higher level than she, everyone who was on the Azure Dolphin she quickly overtook, except for the captain, who, the only one of the whole team, did not touch her during the voyage. Almost everywhere in Andorra, sailors were no higher than 110 level, so the second time to hire any ship was pointless.

After arriving at the port of Sinonosy, George honestly handed over to Miliana the salary of a sailor, ridiculous in relation to the effort expended. If for each sex she was paid as expected, she would have been enough for a small castle, but, of course, the poor sailors would not have that kind of money. Although formally the woman did not even try to fulfill her sailor duties, the captain had nothing to complain about, because thanks to her the mood of his subordinates was as high as ever, no one was outraged, didn’t whine and did not plan rebellions. The team warmly said goodbye to the courtesan, indignant that the voyage ended so quickly. For the first time in eight months, dressed, Miliana left the ship.

While the bonuses from the stormy farewell night have not disappeared, it was necessary to have time to rob the local mafia.

***

An attempt to take money from the bandits ended with her being caught, beaten and outraged as a man.She liked the last thing, though she understood too late why she had to do it at night on a boat and why she had a stone tied to her legs. When, having played enough with the female body, the criminals threw Miliana into the ocean, she almost drowned, fortunately she had enough strength to break the ropes, and she knew how to swim like nobody else. Having got out on the coast, without money, in tattered rags instead of clothes, the woman thought about her fighting capacity, having decided to devote some time to trainings. To fight with bare hands was stupid, first you had to choose the right weapon.

Her choice was daggers. For magic, she had little wisdom and intelligence, she did not want to be a warrior with a sword, an ax, or anything else in the same vein, because she had armor in which she could not fuck together with a bow. Miliana wanted to move, to be agile, quick, sudden, flexible, not constrained by uncomfortable attire or the need to wear something heavy. Tumbling with the sailors developed agility in her, but it was clear that without proper training, it would be impossible to win at least equal opponents.

The first thing the courtesan went to the gateway and squeezed some of the money and her first dagger from the weakest-looking local Gopnik:

Curve iron sharpening.

29—37 damage

+ 9% Strength Bleeding Effects

+ 12% damage against city residents

+ 19% damage against drunkards

- 5 accuracy

A normal level 126 player would not be attracted by such a weapon, but the courtesan had to start somewhere. It was best to go to the Nuba location and beat the monsters there, not to gain experience, but to get used to weapons of this type in a safe environment and learn to use it.

***

The campaign was not set from the very beginning. Fort Kadim is a tough nut to crack, picking up anyone in the raid. In the lists of "just anyone" hemmed and Milian. A group of players from a little-known guild set out to clear the rarely visited location. They didn’t have enough strength, so it was decided to take volunteers 150-250 levels from the outside. The fort was inhabited by cadavers - tall, humanoid with gray skin. According to the game legend, royal troops were once located in those fortifications, but later, in a period of decline, they were abandoned, after which a tribe of bloodthirsty humanoids settled there. Feeling safe behind sturdy walls, they attacked the surrounding settlements, looted and killed. Of course, the brave heroes had to put an end to this. The treasures accumulated by cadavers were to be taken by the brave rescuers.

The raid recruited during the day worked badly, reluctantly executing management teams. No one wanted to climb under the blows of monsters, there were no normal tanks. From the very beginning losses began, because healers did not always have time to heal injuries. For a time, they moved towards the fort with a mock crowd. Beyond the walls, the resistance was relatively weak, but as soon as it went inside, military luck changed the adventurers.

Why she was not killed along with the rest, Milian did not understand. Maybe it was an accident, maybe Attractiveness worked, but if that was the case, then it’s better to die right away. It is terrible to imagine why cruel savages might need an attractive woman. Miliana presented and, having suppressed the panicked desire to press the exit button of the game, decided to feel for herself what the three-meter gray machos are capable of.

After a short looping through the corridors, Miliana was brought into a spacious, ornate room and thrown onto the floor at the foot of the carved stone throne. An extraordinary magnitude cadaver, richly dressed, in an ancient-looking crown, freely sat on it. Seeing him, the woman realized that their raid from the very beginning was doomed to failure. Even working as smoothly as possible, they could not have killed this boss.

Dragnol (cadaver despot, Lv. 396)

Conditionally hostile.

Strength: 670

Dexterity: 204

Endurance: 359

Durability: 218

Intelligence: 73

Observation: 115

Accelerated regeneration 5

Bestial power 39

Protection from magic 17

Hard skin 4

Leadership 12

Mind Guard 27

Gigantism 8

Strong bones 3

Additional immunity 5

Insensitivity to pain 14

Stun Immunity

Immunity to freeze

Electricity protection 8

Cold protection 2

Fire protection 11

Acid protection 5

Protection from Darkness 3

Necrosis protection 3

Protect against crystalline energy 1

Male force 19

For several seconds, the cadavre carefully examined Miliana, then jumped up from the throne and roared. Monsters standing around roared in response. In one motion, Dragnol pulled off a patterned piece of fabric that he was wearing, exposing the monstrous manhood that had already taken on a military size. There were screams from all sides, the meaning of which Milian did not understand, but by intonation it looked like they expressed approval and admiration. With a speed that is difficult to expect from a creature of three and a half meters tall, he jumped toward her and knocked her down. The hands, which seemed to consist of only muscles, effortlessly tore off leather pants and spread the legs of the captive in different directions, exposing open lips of the labia. ... Read more →