Рамиль Латыпов - The alchemist and his slave girls. The world is my playground

© Рамиль Латыпов, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0056-5742-8

Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero

Chapter 1 Peaceful City

Quiet here. Eternal city Prime country Deria. My house. Our house. Many wanted to take it. But no one succeeded. Bye. As before, the army of the neighboring state of the orcs Enduro wants to take it by siege. We have been living in it for three days already. I am an assistant and student of the master alchemist Andrey Milo. It was twenty years yesterday that I was called.

– Yang, nothing to mess around with, you need to make healing potions for the army, so go to the market for herbs. – My teacher shouted from the basement.

– Listen to the teacher. I knew better not to piss him off. He can even hit him in the back with a stick if he gets angry.

Went to town. And so my adventure began.

Everyone in the city is excited. Still, the siege began. Although hunger is still far away. But many townspeople walk around with carts filled with food. Heralds are shouting out the latest news. The army of our King Philip is gathering strength in the forest a hundred kilometers from the city. Volunteers are gathering from all over the country and soon the army will attack and we will be released. That’s what the heralds say. On the streets, the conversation is different. People don’t trust the authorities. Rumor has it that his army was defeated and there is no one to save us. His family fled to other countries. And some say that he died altogether and now his daughter has become queen. Although we have a constitutional monarchy and all power belongs to the Chancellor. Slippery type Quarrel. I don’t like him. I did not vote for him in the elections. I knew that he would bring the country to the handle. And as time has shown, he was right. I approached the old herbalist Terimuska. She is also a witch. In an old black hoodie, with warts on his nose and forehead.

– I, as always, have a lot of chamomile and bird cherry. And everything on the list. – I said politely. And then suddenly he curses the witch with his eye.

– Take some newt legs and dragon eyes, they are on sale today.

– No, the owner gave me money only for what is on the list. I smiled as politely as possible.

– Okay handsome. She handed me a bag of herbs and I handed over the payment. – Can you test for curses and evil eye. I can cure the ailments of the soul. I will take just one gold from you as a regular customer. From others I would take five. Take advantage of the offer. And there are a lot of rumors about you in the city. Although you are a good customer. Good, don’t be rude. I don’t know what to believe.

– Thank you grandma. Not worth it. Do not believe the rumors, our competitors dissolve them. They envy that things are going well with us, that’s all. Goodbye grandma.

– Until tomorrow, my friend.

I quickly left her. When she looks at me, I am directly afraid for my life. She has such a heavy look. Although she is kind to me. And I don’t want to treat my ailments and it’s so good for me. But she has the best herbs, they make first-class potions. It got dark. So soon the orcs will start shelling again. Release fireballs from catapults. So I went faster. Went into a dark alley to take a shortcut. On the way, bandits approached me. Two stupid types.

– The kid has a coin for war veterans. – Said a big man with two axes behind his back. In leather armor, he looked like a bear.

– Give me some money, man. Another bandit was standing next to him. Thin elf, with one eye.

– At least you know who I am. I work in the shop of the alchemist Andrei Milo.

– Yes, at least give the king money. – Said the first bandit impatiently.

Another elf came up and hit me hard in the stomach. I fell. Another came up and kicked. Then they laughed and started kicking. A couple of minutes and they stopped. Big man spat at me. I laughed.

– Are you really sick? What are you laughing at? You’ve been beaten up and now they’re going to rob you. – Said the big man.

– And I can fuck you. That’s when you laugh, dear. The elf smiled wickedly. It is not the first time he sees this.

– You don’t know who I am? I’m Jan working for Master Andre. Your omission. If you survive, tell everyone that you should not climb on me.

I pulled the potion out of my pocket. Poured himself. The bandits, not understanding, began to laugh at me. But I quickly took out another bottle and threw it on the road. The blue liquid spilled over him. Fog surrounded the alley. Two bandits fell to the ground. They began to choke. The first fell out the tongue and he died. The weakling was. The other was trembling. That’s good. It will be a living warning to others. Got up from the ground. Nothing hurt. Potions of healing and protection worked perfectly. I went and broke the elf’s arm and leg. Went through the fingers. Didn’t miss a single one. I liked the crunch of the bones. They have such thin bones. Should I not know about it. He hissed in anger, but he couldn’t move. I triumphantly walked out of the alley and calmly walked to the workshop.

The master was also in the basement. I had to descend into his dark abode. Flasks and test tubes stand in rows on the shelves. A long table with flasks that constantly burned with a bright light. Even though the room was dark. In his white coat and with three pairs of glasses on his forehead, he looked stern. Strong muscles gave him confidence. He was not like other alchemists. He made himself. Many difficulties were in his way. But he went through and opened this shop. He took me as an apprentice. Although I remember myself only from the age of ten. He was my teacher all the time. He is my distant relative. I just don’t understand who he is.

– Here is the master, I brought you the ingredients.

– Put it on the shelf.

– Can I leave early today?

– Are you going to the ladies again? Don’t mess around there. And then there are different rumors about you. I do not need them and so the shop almost does not make a profit. But Okay, go to your brothel. Again you go to Sophia. From a glance, everything is clear. She is a good lady, I go to her regularly. Hurry up before someone else orders it. All the same, the shop is closed and I still have to take these potions to the treatment house. Go before I change my mind. And he looked at me intently. – Take eight gold coins from me from the cash register. We’ll all be finished soon anyway. Take care. There are many saboteurs roaming the city. There are many bandits. They say people break bones in the streets. Horrible what’s going on. I feel that the end is near.

– Do not say that. There is always hope.

I waited for an answer, but there was none.

I took the coins from the cash register. And happily walked down the street. Today is Skid Day at Fairies and Babies Brothel. My most favorite place in the city. Here I am in the red light district. The smell of perfume and indecent thoughts. As I turned nineteen last year, I often come here. There is no better place for me. I decided that I would not marry until I was thirty. I’m definitely not getting married. I don’t want to have kids. All this anxiety. Diapers, undershirts. weddings. Meeting with parents. Brothers of the bride. Her relatives whom you always have to help out at their first call. That would be easier. He quietly took a lady as his wife, and she loves you. Without selfish honesty. No frills or drama. I don’t like relationships. But I love being with ladies. With those who will not refuse and are always glad to see me. At least for money. But they come out cheaper than a relationship. Senya’s friend the harpy brought me here. He is a blacksmith’s assistant. His shop is next to ours. We sometimes drink kvass with him after work. He showed me exactly this brothel. He introduced me to her owner Gloria. Now I just go here. At the entrance stood a strong centaur with a two-handed ax behind his back. Terrible and strong. But when he saw me, his rude face broke into a smile.