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Dungeon Keeper, chests are not for you!

From dungeons here you get everything: metals, jewels, ready-made weapons, ancient books, fame, success, money... Everything, in short. Often standing on dungehki chests, traps, places with fossils, and no one, vmityat, do not know that someone in the morning the head splits from the endless walks... Always robbing chests, mobs kill, find secrets and no hiding, no hiding! Why the hell am I a dungeon keeper and not a conqueror, huh?! I'll give you a radish without butter, not treasure, you stinking pants!

MichaelSkurov · Fantaisie
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Chapter 6: The Teacher

And yet I couldn't get enough of the new thing, now this cave looks at least like some kind of figgy, crooked, low-level, but danjik! Pride takes! Once I walked around my cave and, not forgetting, of course, to bury the Heart in a new place, I went out to the cave entrance again and looked at it. And then he moved away a little and looked again.

I was moving further and further away, intending to examine it from quite a distance, and suddenly I tripped over something soft, and then fell on a pile of metal.

Dorg Dan curled up here, not wearing armor, but though... There are abrasions on his shoulders, he still tried. Well, I'm waving...

- What the fuck are you doing here?! - something I have deja vu.

The elf barely got up, rubbed his eyes and looked at me sternly, sleepily.

- I was sleeping here-L... He was asleep-he hesitated a little on the last word. Is it really a trance?

"I saw that... Why didn't he go to his own people? - I don't care who he thinks he is, I see a guy, and even his voice is half broken.

- I don't want to...

Those times...

- How's that? You didn't want to go back to them from the very beginning, did you?

- I wanted to...

- So why aren't you coming back now?

- Now I don't want to.

- And if everything went according to your plan and you killed me? Then what would?

- I would have killed and killed, I don't know what would have happened, it didn't happen.

- Yeah... And now what? Do I give you another slap in the face?

- Beat, it's not a pity.

It's starting to piss me off. It's like I'm talking to an offended girl! Hello, kid, here, actually, your enemy is standing, and he's also the one who can kill you! So you're also without armor! Rubs - does not rub, this is a protection that I will not break through with mittens!

"Oh, that's how it is... Do you think I can't?

- You can... Last time we could.

- So why the hell don't you walk away from someone who beats you while there's a chance?

The kid hesitated, looked away, and then looked at me furiously.

- So you came to me!

- You collapsed in front of my house! Maybe I want a kindergarten here!

- When you come with a shovel, then I'll leave.

I'm really going to hit him now...

- So, this circus is annoying me, very annoying! Let's not take each other for idiots and honestly admit that you're not here just because it happened. Why did you stay?

- I don't want to go to camp.

- Did you want to before?

- I wanted to.

- And now what?

- I don't want to...

Sailed.

- Okay, okay, okay... What do you want from me? - today I am kind, that already emae.

- Nothing.

- Then get out.

- no.

A dent...

- Do you want to get wet?

- no.

- It's warm in the camp and most likely there is an awning, won't you go there?

- no.

- I won't call you to the cave, you know.

The elf took a deep breath:

- I know.

- So you will die of a cold or pneumonia.

- Well, let it be.

- Dent, how did you live up to the twelfth level with such a character! What the hell, your mouth is the opposite!

From the latter, the guy shivered a little... Oppa, something has been touched. And since he doesn't want to go to the camp...

- Stop... Wait a minute... Do you have any friction with your brother?

- no.

- With the teacher?

I hesitated, so we found a place with a treasure, we need to dig.

- ...No.

- You're lying.

- I'm not lying.

- Do you like him?

- No!

It went a little more confidently, even with a little irritation, so we are going from the opposite.

"Are you in love with him?"

- No!!

Angry, very unhappy, there was something between them... Oh, I think there's an old pedobir wound up... Okay, let's get a couple more words out of the baby.

- Don't worry, it's normal, young people often like people... So let's say, older. They are more experienced, wiser. And if you're worried about orientation, forget it, the main thing is that you feel good - I turned on the philosopher.

If I understood everything correctly, then the boy will soon not keep track of the language.

- No! It's not like that!

- And how?

He fell silent... Push on.

- Come on, maybe he refused you, but you just have to go to him, explain everything and maybe everything will work out. Try...

- Never!

- And what? I'm sure you'll get along with him... You can even try to kiss him on the cheek, show him yourself!

- Yes, after... - Dorg Dan broke off, he realized that he had given himself away.

- Oh? After what?..

- Nothing...

And closed again. So, now you can be a little rougher.

- Well? Said "a", say "b". Did he abuse you?

Silent... Well, if you want to do it, then do it, why now let everything down on the brakes.

- Raped?

He is still silent, sniffing viciously, he even cried a little and it's not a rain at all, I can be sure of that after several dozen tantrums from a variety of girls.

- Calm down, man. Take a deep breath, breathe, I understand the situation. So, you don't want to come back, I can see that - I sat down on the tin next to him. Of course it's wet... Well, at least not dirty, already something - What do you want from me? I'll tell you straight out, you disgust me.

Trembled. Well, it's necessary to put all the dots over and, right? Maybe he will understand what and if not to the camp, then he will go on a free voyage.

"Not at all?" - quietly, hopefully.

- Quite - in a couple of years I will regret these words in my green-eared club, and it's not quite true, I like him, but it's not worth giving hope.

- What won't you kill? - with a challenge.

Oh, it's dangerous, I remembered Anya from a previous life, she also tried to lose weight if I broke up with her. But there is a justice for such people.

- You're a child, but if you want, I'll kill you, experience won't hurt.

Of course he will answer what he wants. With Anya, everything was resolved by calling her family, this will have to suffer a little.

- I want to!

- Go to the cave, there's a goblin there. The level is too small, and the growth too. Besides, he has a baton, he will first break all the bones, then, if he is smart enough, he will finish, and if not, you will be lying around for five days. I really don't know what they have with the reproduction, you're cute, maybe he'll force you too.

So, Dorg Dan was stunned and trembled at the prospects. Well, not surprising, actually. Here you are thinking that you will dramatically die in the hands of a boy you like, and your ass is given to a goblin with a baton. I wonder if he has the courage to get up and go to the cave?

- P-come on... - shivering either from the cold, or from the horror of what is coming, the elf said, getting up.

- Where to? I'm too compassionate, I don't want to look at it, I'd rather take a walk for an hour.

The bull's-eye, the very point. This manipulative little asshole wanted to bring me out with his pained look to "Okay, okay, it's okay, let's hug," maybe even he was ready to take a couple of blows with a baton on the bones, but... checkmate - I won't be there. He won't be beaten half to death in front of his prince.

"T-then... - he already sat down again.

I don't think he is aware of his manipulations, rather he acts instinctively, well, or subconsciously - the devil knows what it is. Now his head is such a mess of all vanilla-tragic nonsense that it's scary to think about it yourself.

- What is it? Go ahead, you still don't want to live, but at least you will bring benefits!

"N-I don't want to... Not so...

Well, it's already a little better, now he himself has said that this is not how he wants to die.

- And how? I don't want to do this with my own hands.

Dorg Danchik grimaced. Well, a delicious lemon? I have more, by the way.

- So, either blow into the cave, or get out of my sight, I'm already starting to get tired.

"I... I m-can change.".. For you...

Uh-hoo-hoo... Those times, no one has ever changed for anyone, but this one will change. Sailed.

- Yes, how can you not understand that you didn't give up to me. I don't need any of your changes, and neither do you. Go to hell, and I'll stop doing brains here.

- Oh, hey! And he really can! - a rough muzzle voice from under a steel bucket, and even a familiar scribe!

A second later, I was pierced through.

- This... Your teacher?

"That's the one! - all from the same place...