Puffing out my chest proudly, I said. Previously, my appearance instilled fear in the hooligans in the area. After all, he beat them more than once.
– Yes, sure. I won't go to bed with that. – Aralia laughed. Just like children. And the most offensive thing was that the dwarf lady Galina behind the counter smiled sarcastically.
– Yah you. “I felt offended, and I went forward and left them laughing behind me.” Something urgently needs to be done about the appearance. If this is the world of magic, then there must be spells to cure the curse, either potions or decoctions. I wouldn't want to live the rest of my days like this. Although he might buy a mask first. And this is an idea.
I found the right office quickly. I asked a passing man in glasses and a robe, he pointed to the red door. He entered without waiting for his companion. Let him continue laughing with the children. He didn't knock. Let this world meet the new evil me. A demon with blue skin and two yellow horns stood near the window. In a red military uniform. Three mugs on shoulder straps. He's clearly an officer. He stood not alone, but hugging an angel girl with white wings and the same shoulder-length white hair. Dressed in a loose white tunic. The lady is clearly beautiful, but painfully sad. Apparently this was not a fit of passion. The demon only consoled the lady. Although clearly with hidden intentions. I don't trust demons. The room was simple. Large white desk chair, sofa and three chairs. At the table there were folders with various documents. I remembered the offices where I worked part-time in my youth. It was especially fun to move all these folders from place to place.
“They didn’t teach you to knock, young man.” – Said the angel, all teary-eyed. – We had a serious conversation here.
– I don’t care about your conversation. I'm a hero from another world. Lady Aralia brought me here. He wants to receive a reward. And I want to get away from this crappy world. – I said and unceremoniously sat down on a chair near the table. A very comfortable chair covered in velvet. I haven't sat on one of these yet.
– Okay, Alphonse, we’ll talk later. Tell me about your problems. – Said the lady. The demon grimaced and left the office. I looked at the lady who sat down next to me in the chair at the table. That means who is the magician here. Toren third assistant magician
At that moment my companion knocked and entered the room. Having bowed, she sat down next to me. What kind of morals are there to bow to everyone? There was silence. I don't like moments like this.
– Give me a reward, angel. My future lady wants money. – I said the first thing that came to mind.
“You can’t talk to her like that; even though she’s the third assistant, she’s still a magician.” – Aralia said, grabbing my hand. It doesn't bother her to cut her nails. I tore all my skin.
– Thank you noble lady for such words. But the question is. How a hero could come to our world. But we magicians didn’t know about this. There were no signs or signs. There are no major wars. There are no princes of darkness or self-proclaimed rulers. All is quiet in the world.
“My ex turned out to be a witch.” So she threw me out here. She thought that I was cheating on her. But that's not true. So there is another hero in this world. The lady that I saved. Although she must be very far from me. That's what the witch told me. My ex Regina. “Saying her name, a chill ran through my body. The same changes occurred on the faces of the ladies. Fear appeared. Even horror.
