Gift for Nary. Culprit of tragedy. Intrigue for Reena.
“Your name is Narylna, you’re from the Emmers’ clan, and you’re a pretty good alchemist.”
“But who are you?”
“I’m just a stranger who helped you find this flower.” I gave her the White Glow again. “Take this gift. It will remind you of our meeting.”
“Thank you.” Her look became a little more alive.
“Now, let’s clean everything up.”
I was in pain, and that pain didn’t seem to want to fade away. I helped the girl clean the house; I knew what I was going to do next.
I can’t let her remember or fall in love with me again because then she’ll have to suffer again.
We had everything done in a couple of hours.
“Wait for me a little, Narylna,” I requested and ran to the tanner.
“Please, call me Nary from now on.”
I heard her voice, and my heart ached from the words.
The tanner had already finished his work and was resting, so I met him at the same place.
“Have you got the new skins?”
“No, I came to you with a request.”
“I’m listening carefully.” Prax moved uneasily on the bench, causing it to creak several times.
“I need a nice dress.”
“A present for a girl.” The tanner smiled. “That’s great. I’ve got a suitable outfit. Once upon a time, a traveling merchant sold it to me. I paid fifty silver coins.”
“I’ll sell it to you for twenty-seven silver and fifty copper coins.” He smiled.
I didn’t want to bargain. It wasn’t the right time.
I’d give fifty coins if he insisted. I could give him the stick—it must be expensive.
I gave him all my money, took a bundle tied with a beautiful ribbon, and headed back. I trusted Prax and didn’t open the package. If it’s anything terrible, I’ll bury Prax next to those freaks. But he turned out to be an honest man.
Nary looked awesome in this white dress with the green petals of an unknown plant, which seemed to grow along the contours of her outfit. The white fabric of her clothing seemed to be adorned with these beautiful living plants. White flower buds were highlighted with golden threads, and they looked like the legendary Alyrra’s Glow. The plants on the dress seemed to be alive and growing.
The girl looked even younger and more beautiful than before. Her eyes glowed with happiness and became more and more conscious, so it was time for me to leave. The dress was never identified.
“Take this,” she said, handing me an elixir of growth with a small note. “I squeezed it so hard in my hand that I could barely unclench my fingers, and it seems to me that I should give it to you.”
“Thanks. I have to go now.”
She said nothing; when I opened the door, the girl uttered, “I’ll be waiting for you.” She smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
Reputation with Narylna increased! Status: Sympathy
It’s incredible. Even after losing her memory, she noticed me again. It might have happened because I’m the only one who gave her gifts. It doesn’t matter. Come on, Alexey. Wake up. I have to get my revenge on those scumbags.
Three hundred feet from the herbalist’s house, I met Gromwald, who was walking towards me.
“I was looking for you,” I said. The flower has saved Nary, but-”
“She doesn’t remember you, so you decided to leave her,” the chief finished. “I think it would be better if… Although, who am I to advise you? How did I guess? I just looked at your face.”
“Look after her and protect her if necessary. I don’t want her to suffer from
those damned bastards again. Guard her.”
“I’ll do it, Stranger, but I wanted to ask you something.” Gromwald looked at me and then continued, “Please find out who was responsible for my two distant ancestors’ deaths and who benefited from them. You can ask for any reward if you find those creatures.”
Chief Gromwald offers you the quest ‘Culprit of Tragedy’
Description: The chief of the village of Oblivion suggests that someone needed to kill his distant ancestors and make the other residents take their revenge on the Emmers’ clan. You know the result of the tragedy
Terms: find out who is the initiator of the tragedy in the village Oblivion
Award: as you like
Accept quest: Yes/No?
“I’ll help you, Chief, because it concerns me too. But right now I need to gain experience points. I hope you’ve found a fox-call.”
“Of course!” The chief showed me almost the same artifact as mine. “Goodbye, Stranger.”
I needed some rest, so I went back to the forest. It was getting dark, but I didn’t care. I had to get rid of the bad emotions and level up. I beat the hellish beasts for over three hours with my hands, feet, stones, and even my head, but I could only advance by one solitary level. It’s so difficult to level up in this game.
I gathered ten skins, and then the teeth, ears, and paws of the creatures affected by darkness and headed to the cabin. When I came to my house, I fell asleep immediately.
Why do I never dream in this game? That must have been nice, considering the recent events. I like Narylna. I’ll get my revenge on these scumbags by any available or unavailable way—even the admins can’t save them.
I woke up when the sun was high at noon. The timer couldn’t wake me up; it was a very strange phenomenon because the device was directly connected to my consciousness.
The developers had to fix these bugs. I might have forgotten to turn it on... I wonder why the developers never respond to my requests.
“Well, get up, sleepyhead,” a ringing familiar voice said. “You slept so soundly that you didn’t even feel me bite you! Next time, you won’t notice how you die in your sleep!”
“I don’t care.”
“Why?” Reena, sitting on my bed, asked in surprise. “We have a lot to do. I’ve found something. I met true some Hellish monsters a few miles away from here. We have to go east. They are real monsters, not forest beasts affected by the emanations. They are very strong. We have to fight them immediately, and you’re still lying in bed. By the way, who did you give your fox-call to?”
“Wait!” Suddenly it dawned on me, “Did you hear the fox-call from the village?”
“Yeah, what’s happened?”
“Can you always let me know when you hear a sound from there?”
“Of course, but what’s happened? You’ve got me intrigued. Tell me!” Reena looked at me with sincere curiosity.
“Oh, I’m afraid it’ll take me too long to explain it all to you. We are running out of time. Come with me, and you’ll know a little more.”
“Okay, let’s go,” she said and ran out of the cabin so quickly that I couldn’t keep up with her.
Looking around, I realized that I was already in the village near to the chief’s house. Reena stood nearby. How has that happened?
“Do you hear the sound?” she asked.
“Run after me!” I shouted.
Sergey Belsky is a Russian author of thirteen books in the genres of Sci-ence Fiction, Fantasy and LitRPG. He is in the top 10 of several popular self-publishing sites in Russia.
He took up writing books while he was studying at the university. By profession Sergey is an engineer of navigation systems of hypersonic cruise missiles. He never considered writing as the main profession. But once im-mersed in his own fantastic world, he realized that he loved writing.
Impressed with the masterpieces of world literature, D.R.R.T. Tolkien and D.R.R. Martin, he creates a fantasy saga “The Chronicles of Arcania”, which finds response in the hearts of many readers and this interest stimulates him to write further.
He wrote his first and most successful book series “The Beetle” in the Li-tRPG genre. 5 books of the series were written during 2017. The series has firmly taken its place in the top bestsellers. The main character, who got into a virtual game with full immersion, turns into a beetle. Readers love this series for the unusual nature of the main character, for his adventures and the de-tailed underworld, consisting of many locations and dungeons. The series is finished and is now being translated into English.
In 2018, Sergey began a new LitRPG series "Class-Neutral", which also became a bestseller. Both series are similar, and at the same time completely different. The action takes place in the same world, but in another part of it. The class of the main character is extremely unique. The character is endowed with the magic of the nature and space. Now the 4th book of the series is being written.
All books of the author are interconnected, they are as the elements of a vast and detailed universe. Each book and each cycle, step by step, opens the reader this magical and wonderful world of Reyne.