My friend was in the next room and when I heard a knock on the door, I thought that it was he who said «come in,» but the maid came and began to help me change clothes. Her every movement was graceful and beautiful. Hands are skillful and strong. Her beautiful face was so close to mine and she looked at me without looking away. Light strokes on my body delighted me. No girl has ever done this before. I was embarrassed and very happy. She is a very beautiful and sweet girl, and she smelled so nice. In my world, she could easily be a magazine model with her height of one hundred and eighty centimeters. I noticed that she was smiling when she looked at me, although she looked at my friend with a cold gaze. She sniffed at me several times and rolled her eyes, even foam came out of her mouth, which she immediately wiped with a handkerchief. I thought it wouldnt hurt to wash myself with soap and shampoo. Although maybe she smelled the perfume of my friends girlfriend, although I tried to hide it with my sweat.
After getting dressed, I left the room with Virgil, for some reason by the hand. I was pleased to feel her warm hand. But it was as if there was no life in her, a strange feeling, and a familiar one. Fragments of memory or hallucinations caused by the movement burst into consciousness, a dark room, a robe and glasses. The small body on the table begs for mercy, but I or someone else just laughs, intending to do something terrible. I shook my head trying to shake off these thoughts and of course let go of the girls hand. She didnt like it and sat down at the table with her arms crossed. Although then she immediately began to smile at me. How quickly her mood changes. I wonder if she can really like me?
«Your friend looks like a clown.» My friend laughed, although he himself was dressed in the same robe as myself, its good that the maid taught me how to wear it correctly, otherwise I would have tripped without walking even two steps.
You yourself are a joke. «I muttered, turning away. What was he really up to?
Dont be offended. Lets go, the guild is waiting. He smiled, but I noticed that he didnt like that the maid was dressing me and not him. Although he started it all and felt like he was in charge for the first time in a long time. He often wanted to be the leader of the group, but it was always me. Without me, he would have remained a troubled teenager with a bunch of complexes. Although I have enough of them, I skillfully hide them from others. Well I think so.
When we were leaving, Virgil suddenly stood up from the table and hugged me, saying:
Mister Victor, good luck, let your nickname be the conqueror of heights.
Walking out into the yard, I immediately realized that we were already in a completely different world. Carts with horses carried straw, people with swords on their belts, magicians with hoods and magic staffs. This is definitely not my small provincial town in which I lived. I also noticed many magical races, such as ogres and elves, draconians and mermen, orcs, gnomes, small flying fairies, demons and beastmen of various types. The streets were clean, my friend said that the magic of cleansing works here and the mucus eats up dirt and debris. It was light everywhere, although the sun was already setting due to a special ore that glows at night in lanterns throughout the city.
Walking through the block, I understood why my friend liked this particular house, although the money would have been enough for something better. Just after the quiet block was the bustling red light district. Cups of various stripes beckoned customers to come in and taste the forbidden fruits. The smell of perfume and aromatic ointments, lubricants and sex was dizzying. Apparently, having been refused by the maid, he often comes here, maybe he ran out of money that the guild gave him, so he brought me here. So his plan is revealed, its good that he doesnt know about us and his girlfriend. Will he forgive me for this? Of course, we often quarreled, but before that everything was childs play, but now everything is serious. Why did I do this, I couldnt resist the juicy naked body. She herself came on the very day when my girlfriend left for another city. She came to my room after my parents left and immediately undressed without saying anything. I couldnt resist, even though I should have. For the sake of our friendship with Petka and for our own sake. But Im a lost person, seeing a cute face I cant resist. We need to correct ourselves and control ourselves. I definitely wont dare to lay claim to Virgil. It would be better for her to be a nobodys, than for me to let my friend down again. Although I immediately wanted to see her naked and find out why there seemed to be no life from her. Although she looks so alive, and the maids uniform is almost debauched. If she had worn glasses like Olya, I wouldnt have been able to restrain myself a long time ago.
My friend laughed, mistaking my thoughtful look for embarrassment or desire.
I see that you want to come in?
No, Petka was not even in my thoughts. Although such a thought came to my mind.
Not now, sorry. We need to get money from the guild and take on a task. And He came closer to me. «Ive got a little idea, youll give me a thousand gold pieces in a friendly manner.»
Of course friend. «I laughed, and its clear why Im here.» Maybe by giving him the money I can go home. I dont like all this medievalism and the world of sword and magic so much. Its all painful for children. Although when I saw a naked minotaur girl with big bare breasts I immediately took my words back, the girl smiled sweetly at me and invited me with her hands to come into one of the salons.
«The main thing is dont think that I called you just for this.» He smiled, although too artificially, it is clear that very soon we can stop being friends. I will go to the army, he will go to college, and our paths will diverge forever. Although this is normal, its like this for everyone, childhood passes and adulthood begins.
Of course friend, this will be our great adventure. «I said joyfully, I need to at least have some fun with him one last time, Ill have at least something to remember in my old age, when Im thirty.»
The guild was a large three-story building made of mountain stone with a large sign «Guild of Heroes» with a coat of arms in the form of a unicorn. The inside of the building reminded me of the old-time inns in my city, except for the wall with task signs and the reception desk. At the guild we were met by rude warriors standing near the board who announced that when they saw my friend they parted to give us the way, apparently they respect him here, but they looked at me like I was trash, I didnt like it. A more pleasant crowd was sitting at tables with various dishes. Ladies of different races in light armor cast languid glances at Petka and me. Mages buried in ancient scrolls and their young students bringing them drinks and books. They hope to become like these decrepit old men, they are fools.
My favorite hero is back. Emma, a very cheerful elf with blue hair, a green sundress and a small blue hat, shouted from the reception desk.
Emma is my curator in this guild. Petka introduced her to me. The girl was already hanging on his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek, so cute.
Then, she gave us kvass to drink, asked a lot about his adventures, even kissed my friend lightly on the lips when she received a sign with the completed task. True to her work. Having learned that I also needed a card, she went with us to Mr. Chao on the third floor. Knocking on the black wooden door, we entered his place (there is actually a reverent attitude towards aliens from another world, I liked it). A thin figure stood at the window dressed in a blue robe, holding a staff in an almost withered hand.