1. The project "Antiworld." Part 5
  2. The project "Antiworld." Part 1
  3. The project "Antiworld." Part 2
  4. The project "Antiworld." Part 3
  5. The project "Antiworld." Part 4
  6. The project "Antiworld." Part 5
  7. The project "Antiworld." Part 6
  8. The project "Antiworld." Part 7
  9. The project "Antiworld." Part 9
  10. The project "Antiworld." Part 10
  11. The project "Antiworld." Part 11
  12. The project "Antiworld." Part 12
  13. The project "Antiworld." Part13
  14. The project "Antiworld." Part14
  15. The project "Antiworld." Part 15
  16. The project "Antiworld." Part 16
  17. The project "Antiworld." Part 17
  18. The project "Antiworld." Part 18
  19. The project "Antiworld." Part 19
  20. The project "Antiworld." Part 20
  21. The project "Antiworld." Chapter 21
  22. The project "Antiworld." Chapter 22
  23. The project "Antiworld." Chapter 23

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we did not have time to repel and now she was crying plaintively on the rocks. The day before yesterday and I lay like that! However, no one was going to save the inscription - they will cry there until the end of the gaming day.

- Next, close up! uM - sixteen, go! Shovel up! - commanded by the Crow.
The peasant from the reserve bravo stomps to take the place of the retired, the battle continues. The girl waves her sword and the harpy with a broken wing falls right on us.
- Here, get it! - the staff is stuck in the bumpy feathers on the chest of this creature and she falls unconscious. Successfully, I applied an electric discharge! Just enough, that would not kill, and neutralize the wounded. She is still useful to us - the Girl said that there is an order for one creature. Let lies for now.
Hooray! The number of harpies is clearly reduced! Here Columbine with several powerful blows sends one more into oblivion and asks, turning around:
- Bud, you leave a wounded?
- Thank you, I will not refuse!
The fight continues, the harpies have managed to drag off two more, but no one pays any attention to this - the reserve has not yet been exhausted, and the fight is clearly coming to an end.

The last creature rushes at the inscription, grabbing the shovel with its paws and Colombina throws it with a deft blow to the ground, killing the wing.
- All for today! And the task was fulfilled and there was nobody else to fight! Says the Girl, sheathing her sword.
“Then treat my peasants and I will send them home — let them plow the field.” There is nothing for them to cool off! - Crow first of all worries about the economy.
Harpy dragging a wing and bouncing awkwardly on chicken legs paws its teeth and tries to grab me with its clawed hand.
- SchA you get everything! - I hardly dodge and kick it right between the paws.

My strength is not pumped, the blow does not cause serious damage. Well, nothing, I'm not in a hurry! Columbine laughs and pretends to want to strike the harpy with a sword on the right. The creature clumsily unfolds, steel claws carve out a sheaf of sparks from the sword, and my fist reaches the feathers bulging on my chest. It turns out that their bust is not less than that of the elves, only hidden under feathers. Harpy turns around to face me and gets again between the paws. Her legs are short, so it is very convenient to kick her - she is a head and a half below me, although this is an adult woman to her hips. Now the Countess swings her staff at her, distracting herself, and I beat on another tit. Healthy they, however! Feathers on the chest and between the paws are broken for a long time with blows and kicks, and she only frowns and attacks again and again! The standard of living of the harpy has sunk only half in spite of the wound inflicted by Colombina and my several dozen hits.

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Well ... yesterday was a disastrous day, and today everything seems to be according to plan. The assignment was fulfilled, the pumped well, and the Countess agreed very well with Vorona - we share the costs and revenues equally. Nepisses, which the harpies threw on the rocks, Botan cured, so that we have no expenses. For a prisoner a lot does not help out, it turns out a little more than three coins for each, but that's good. The disconnected harpy was tightly tied, then Botan raised her standard of living to the maximum. Guys laughing laughing rushed to tear out the creature feathers on the chest and between the legs. Creature - then she is certainly a creature, but could numb her while she was unconscious.Did Bouton learn how to be prodigal? By the way, under the feathers of the harpy, there are quite female organs, only the skin looks like plucked chicken. Well, she is plucked. Ugh, and as soon as they get up on this!?

Okay, let this harpy scream, none of my business. We need to decide how we will fight tomorrow. And most importantly - to convince everyone that it will be necessary to do exactly as I say. However, they shout loudly, do not allow to concentrate! Meredian climbed onto the first one, of course - he is the main one among the peasants, the rest are in the queue. And while the starship is waiting, she decided to completely unscrew her boobs!? Exactly, this Pink affects him badly! And here she herself - pounding the wounded harpy so that literally feathers fly. And her friends near her neigh. Well, the non-parallel tear, finally, with the prisoner. Now it's Botan's turn. As long as they are not all slandered, it will be impossible to talk to them about the case. Something I become grumbling ... I will wait ... Look, Crow liked to watch that! Sits, licked! Well, the starship started screaming - it means it will end now. And the prisoner of the girls collapsed unconscious.
Bud with a force stuck the staff lying harpy between the paws and gave several discharges in a row. The carcass in feathers thrashed three times under the influence of electricity and disappeared. The intergalactic cried out for the last time and fell asleep while lying on a prisoner.

- People! Let's all here, discuss tomorrow.
- What is there to discuss? We come to the appointed time - and in the battle! - quickly responded the Crow.
- I think we need to come early, otherwise we will stay without trophies! - anxiously said Meridian.
The rest came closer, but said nothing. Someone from modesty, someone in the absence of their own opinion.
- I do not hold anyone, but you need to go last! - I answered like this, firmly, without any “I think” and “maybe”. Too serious a question.

At these words, everyone, even the starship with its ridiculous level, had their faces twisted. It is clear that my proposal did not receive support. It remains to either convince or disband the team. Seven not the weakest players stood in front of me and watched who scornfully, who judgingly. It is obvious to me that if we get involved in this fight, we will lose much more than we gain.
- Girl! You are our commander, of course, but could you argue? - The Countess is as always rational of all.
- After the battle, all trophies belong to the marauders!
- And who is the marauders? Asked Botan.
Well done, student! In any situation, gains knowledge, even if unconsciously.
“A marauder is a soldier engaged in robbery, not war.”

- This is again from the ancients !? Asked Columbine through the lip.
- And what are we, robbers !? - A question from the starship.
- Wasn such were !? Robbers !? - surprised Botan.
- Yes, from the ancients. If you don't like robbing, go die for the King! No one holds! Officially, there was no marauding troops; but there were those who hid before the fight, and then went out and collected trophies. - I tried to answer three questions at the same time.
- Let's leave the story for now. What specific suggestions? - The Countess does not lose the thread of conversation.
- The offer is simple: come six hours after the start of the war and collect everything we can. All lovers of war will die by then. The strongest, the one who will survive, just come out on a time limit.
- This is without me! - Said Raven and disappeared.
- Of course, there is a rational grain in such arguments. Is a compromise possible? - Overseas asked.
- Yes. Which one
- We arrive not in six hours, but in an hour.
- Good. We come to the Capital, then we act according to the situation.
- Solved! - Countess took two steps forward and stood beside me.

Now it is easier for me - Overseas moral authority in our team. Now the girls will step after her. Suddenly, Botan stepped over to us, not Columbine. Wow! Is this really my reference to the ancients so influenced? Or did he go for the Countess !? Interesting things in my team are going on! Meanwhile, Columbine, trampling on the spot and squeezing the hilt of the sword, stood silently beside her friend, hopelessly waving her hand. Also, Bud has moved silently to her friends.Judging by the sullen expression on her face, she absolutely does not like this situation, but she is not ready to leave the team.
- Well, what are you standing !? Let's go - Meredian pushed Starship and they both moved to us.
- Thanks to everyone! I hope none of us tomorrow will not regret the decision. We will meet tomorrow in the Capital an hour after the start of the war. It remains only to write to Crow:
- I am very sorry that tomorrow you are not with us! Good luck in battle!
- Thank! Good luck! Answered the duchess dryly.

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