Gaselirot: Conclusion - part 4

The blue sky, the bright sun illuminates everything around, the birds chirp, exuding a relaxed atmosphere, the trees rustle with leaves, the wind whispers through the narrow crevices between the trees. This happy picture, filled with life, stood in front of Ivan. The guy was on the shore of the lake and looked into the distance. His eyes sparkled with life. "This world ... It's so beautiful and so dangerous ... I think I'm starting to get used to it ..." He liked these new landscapes. He enjoyed himself. The bright green forest, with its unique grandeur, delighted Ivan's eyes. Uru-Sha went up to him and put her hand on his shoulder. She looked happy and was noticeably more relaxed than before.

-Well, Ivan, good morning.

-Yes ... And hello to you.

"It really is beautiful ..."

-And you like to observe nature.

Ivan just smiled.

-Well what are we going to do? the guy asked.

-Now, we need to sell the prey from the hunt, so I'm going to go to town.

"City ?! It's about Lagos ?!"

-We are not in "Lagos" by chance ...

-Ha! No, you don't have to steam! We are in Redir, it is far away, but there are no restrictions on the entry of orcs or other races.

-An entry ban?

- Well, the elves don't like us orcs very much.

-Why?

-Our races have been enemies for a long time. I heard that we often fought each other.

-Enemies, then ...

-I am sure that your fellow tribesmen would consider you a daredevil, after all, you were rude to the Lord of the Elves in his domain!

-Ah, yes ...

-Do not worry, I am near and not a single elf will dare to touch you!

-Thanks you!

- Come on, we still have a lot to do.

-Yes!

Orc closed the door to the house, put a stick to the door and they went to the backyard. "She, what ... will she carry that carcass on her back?" And as if deliberately in response to his thoughts, she rolled out the wagon. The cart was small and made of wood. They put the carcass of an animal on it and put all sorts of herbs with hunting trophies there.

-Okay, and how are we going to handle all this? Horses, or something like mounts?

-AND? I have no such luxury! Let's go on foot!

-Aaaaa ?!

Uru-Sha took hold of the shafts with her muscular, green hands and pulled the cart. Ivan froze with his mouth open. "She was now dragging on herself, all this load ?! Alone ?! I certainly knew that he was strong, but so that!"

-Hey, why froze?

-Y-yes I am so ...

-Get moving!

- How can you help me? Just walk like that, next to someone who works so hard ...

-Hmm? Help me? It's not hard here, well, you can take a few things, just keep up!

-Of course!

Uru-Sha smiled and Ivan took a small bag, putting some bottles and some trophies there. The bag turned out to be surprisingly heavy, but the guy tried not to show that it was difficult for him to carry this burden. "Damn! Yes, I have a couple of tons, no less!" He threw his backpack over his back.

- Isn't it hard for you? - asked, worried, Uru-Sha.

-N-no! - answered Ivan, gritting his teeth.

So they began their journey to the city of "Redir". They walked along a barely noticeable path, which he had not even been able to notice before. "Um? And this path was always there? Why did I not notice it ... Although I was not here, training was only in the backyard of this house ..." They entered the thick forest. The darkness caused by the shadows of the trees deepened as they traveled towards the center. "And it's a little dark here ... How dense is the foliage here? And in general there are trees here, so tall and thick ... This world ... This is something ..." To the left of them ran a family of hares, of the same kind that and a sweet, fluffy friend who is now sitting on a load in a cart. "Hmm ... But I don't even know what species they belong to ... Maybe I can recognize their closest relative, maybe they are from my, human, ordinary world?"

-And these hares, the same as mine?

Uru-Sha looked towards the running family and nodded.

-Yes it is.

-What is this variety called?

-Filletars.

-Filletars ...

-They are easy to distinguish from other hares: fast and with a purple color, in fact, thanks to their speed, they survive with such a bright color.

-And you know a lot about animals ...

-So I hunt them and then sell them, I have to describe the goods.

-Do you have an intermediary in the sale or do you sell everything yourself?

-I rent to a merchant, and he sells, but he is not always on the market and I have to, although I myself earn much less ...

-And the seller is not deceiving you?

-Yes, this cannot be! We have known each other since childhood!

-AND?

- As a child, I lived in an orc settlement and we were a hunting tribe. My parents often took me to this city, and one merchant had a little son. We spent time together a lot and became best friends. Now we are constantly trading on equal terms, by the way, he told me a lot about how to trade correctly. Although I didn't really listen to him then ...

-So, you have a good friend ...

"Friends ... I've already forgotten the meaning of this word ... What is it like to be friends ... And what should they do? Although why do I need friends ..."

-What? Shouldn't orcs have friends? - frowned Uru-Sha

-No, no, I didn't mean anything like that!

-Ha-ha! Calm down, I'm kidding!

The girl hit the guy on the back and took up the cart again. They finally emerged from the forest and were now in the midst of golden wheat fields. "What's this? Wheat! Is there wheat here too? But why am I surprised ... They even speak the same language as me ... And what is it called here?"

-Listen, what language do we speak ...

-What?

-What is the name of this language?

-You are strange! Our language is a common language that is used everywhere, which helps world trade to flourish. Old Believer language.

-Why "Old Believer"?

- Before, the world was divided by many languages ​​and no one understood each other. Eternal wars between factions ruined all sides, until at one moment a mysterious traveler appeared using this language, he was able to translate our languages ​​and passed on his knowledge to us and in honor of the old days, when no one could communicate internationally, he was named " Old Believer ".

-AND? Not in honor of the creator?

-In honor of the creator? This is done only by those who are ready to become a king, but the wanderer did not have the right to a personal name and therefore this name is common ...

"So here and to call something, you need to have a high position ... Quite inconvenient laws ... And how else is this world different from mine?"

-We are already at the post! - shouted Uru-Sha

A gate could be seen in the distance and a small stone building stood nearby. They were already standing at the gate, in line of those who want to enter the city, from merchants to knights in service or recreation. "Be calm and just keep quiet, stand aside, she will figure it out ..." Now it was their turn. Ivan tried not to show that he had anything to do with all this. A knight with brown eyes, light pink skin, and yellow hair walked over to their cart and began a conversation.

-What's in the cart? - said the guard in a rough, low voice.

-Here, the carcass of a wild wolf, several bottles with plants for sale: seven - with a bed, twelve - with a gelatinous and three - with a log, as well as trophies from the hunt, in the form of the teeth of predators.

"Yes, she listed everything as on the list for the store! Here, apparently, strict control ..." The knight's partner began to check the wagon. Ivan threw off his backpack and put it to the cart, after which he went along with Uru-Shea. A knight with yellow hair and brown eyes led them into the building and sat them at the table. Nearby stood two more knights and one strange, hunched man in a long robe with dark blue eyes. "Probably a magician or something like that .." The room was small, but everyone fit there.

-So, tell me your full names.

-I am Uru-Sha De-ro

-I am Ivan Legov

-Ivan? This is your first time here, right?

-Yes...

-Excellent, the purpose of the visit?

- We're here for trade.

-Are you merchants?

-We are hunters!

-Then now our comrade will return to us and we will examine you for the presence of prohibited items, then, if everything is in order, they will let you into the city.

The knight, who had been checking the carriage until this time, went inside.

-Mr. Erant, the shipment is safe and has no prohibited items.

-Great, you can check them.

The knight, who had just entered the house, approached Uru-She first for a search. He checked his robe and asked the magician to come over.

- Mr. Deschis, could you please check this necklace? - he turned to the magician.

-Yes now. - The magician answered the knight.

The mage extended a pale hand to the side of the orc's neck. His palm lit up and small green lights floated through the air to the necklace around Uru-Shi's neck. The lights bounced off the necklace and the glow stopped.

- It's okay, it's not enchanted.

-Then the next one ... Huh ?!

The knight screamed sharply when he looked towards Ivan. His grimace was caused by fear. The knights and mage behind them were grouped. The knights are in front, and the magician is behind.

-You! Who are you?! What race are you!

-AND?! I told you, Ivan! Race is human!

-Person?!

-Yes!

-Deshis!

The magician fumbled under his robes and pulled out a small book. He scrolled to a certain page and began to search, apparently, this book contained information about all the races known to the creators of the book, and the magician searched on the page with the letter "H". Several minutes passed and he turned to Ivan with malice and disbelief.

-He's lying! There is no such race and there never was! - shouted the magician.

-What?! - the guy shook

-Speak the truth, scum!

-But I'm really, man!

- Stop fucking! This is an encyclopedia compiled by travelers from all over the world! This means that no one has ever seen such a creature! Name your race, live!

-I dont know! I am human! I'm really an ordinary person!

-Now I will bring the one who understands, and we, in a moment, will see through you, bastard!

The knight opened the door and ran outside. A few seconds later, the same knight ran inside, followed by a girl with brown eyes and brown hair.

-It's a race specialist! Now Pelly will get you through!

- This is ... Hmm ... - Pelli paused thoughtfully.

Ivan swallowed.

-It's some kind of mutant. The Hobbit is overgrown! - the woman with an exclamation uttered these words and stood behind the magician.

-Do not move! We will deal with you now! - said the magician and gave the command to the knights with his palm.

The knights approached the boy and the orc girl. Uru-Sha roared wildly and pushed the knights away. The knights cooperated, twisted her and pushed her against the wall after several attempts. No matter how the orc tried to escape, she still remained in the gripping hands of trained knights. She was taken out. The remaining guard and magician looked furiously at Ivan and prepared for battle.

- Eh ... I'm a simple person ... - muttered the guy.

-Shut up! - shouted the knight.

- Don't even try to cast a spell! I'll put you right there! - shouted the magician.

So they stood almost motionless for several more minutes. The two who had taken Uru-Shu returned to the room. They, being careful, took Ivan and dragged him outside, the magician grabbed the hare. Their cart was already being taken somewhere outside the gate. Ivan was brought into a rather dark room and handcuffed. Passing the table at which the mustachioed man was sitting, they went through a sturdy, oak door. Then we went out into a long corridor, on the sides there were rooms fenced off with a lattice. It was a prison.

Ivan was led past many cells with prisoners inside, they looked with bloodthirsty eyes at the knights and the guy that they were leading, so Ivan was thrown inside one of them. Closing the cage, the knight said: "Sit here! We will certainly figure out what to do with you and what kind of race you are!" He laughed, turned around and walked away. Now Ivan was in a cramped room where there was a small straw bed and a hole in the floor. "I'm in jail! I'm in jail! I just arrived in town and I'm already here! Why the hell am I here ?! Is this all? Is this the end? They won't let me out and I will rot here? Or worse ... They will torture me cruelly. and pitifully killed at the end! I don't want to stay in this place!

I don't want to live out my days here! "

-Hey! You dare not! I can't stay here! I didn't even do anything wrong! I shouldn't sit here! Do you hear me?! Do you hear? Anyone ...

-Shut up asshole! We're trying to sleep here! - from the darkness came a hoarse voice, someone from the cell.

Ivan lay down on the bed, cowered and shivered from the cold. He closed his eyes and hot tears flowed from them.

He is a criminal and now he must die in prison, no matter why ...