– Here is the city ahead. The glorious city of Bram. It’s a province, of course, but there is an adventurers’ guild here. The first stronghold of people in the valley where the trolls live. Next are the great mountains. Good thing they're on a demon raid right now. Otherwise they would have eaten you, handsome man. Haha. – She laughed. I began to wonder what kind of prison sentence they give in this world for killing a girl’s eagle?
The city seemed unattractive to me. An ordinary log wall is no higher than two meters. Behind it, flimsy houses with no visible luxury were visible. The gloomy soldiers were bored at the gates. The same soldiers stood on the wall. The small line of people waiting to get in at the gate did not bring back good memories. Customs is strict everywhere. This means the inspection is thorough. But I don’t have documents. Even passports. I took out my phone. The plate is discharged. Pressed. Empty. Discharged. And also new. Must be charged by magnetic fields. It had everything. And digital documents and a card and travel pass between planets. My whole life is on my phone.
– Who are they? – Said the old guard in chain mail and with a halberd.
– I am Aralia Orlova, here are my documents.
She held out the iron plate that hung on her chest. The guard examined her briefly and returned her back. Then he looked at me.
– And this one? The view is painfully strange. You are mad, are not you? What a freak. I don’t need sick people in the city. “He spat disgustingly at my feet. Others in line began to move away from me.
– He is with me. My prey. I take him to the magician Gnus. And to the adventurers guild. My wings were torn out and I was left without feathers. So I want to become an adventurer until they grow up.
– Under your responsibility. You are a free people. You'll still get into the city. So at least it's official. Three silver and pass.
– That's it. – She said quietly. – Give me one coin. Uncle, I’m such a sweet girl, do me a favor. I'll cry sometime later. – She winked at him. I almost threw up. Well, he’s old and scary.
– Okay, daughter, one coin. And then don’t come, I’m too old for this. Although you are beautiful, you could become my grandson’s wife. He's still a fool, but he'll come to his senses with you.
– Here's a coin. – The girl tenderly handed over a coin with the profile of a snub-nosed uncle. I couldn't read the inscription on it.
– Come on in. Just don't be outrageous.
“I don’t know with such a handsome guy, maybe I will.” How to keep yourself from temptation. – Aralia began to laugh. The guard is the same.
We entered the city. Dirty medieval city. Horses in carts shitting everywhere. Shabby houses. But what struck me were its inhabitants. Various races lived here. Orcs and mermaids, gnomes and elves. Beautiful and terrible bitches. But what struck me most about the slime was the people. All made of liquid. The elves were not the beauties from books and films. Here they were ordinary girls with pointed ears. They did not stand out as particularly beautiful. Although it may have seemed that way to me. The effect of the former witch's curse. After walking for ten minutes we came to the shopping district. Stalls with dirty food and goods.
“Only poor people buy here.” We need to go to the stone part of the city. There are luxury shops there.
