Chapter 4: What the hell are you doing here?!

Oddly enough, this clubfoot is much slower than its earthly counterparts. He moved as if reluctantly, every now and then collecting all the branches on the way with his horns, one of them even fell off, but mishka walked stubbornly, overcoming himself, the path and generally showing neither fatigue nor anything else. He can't catch up, he's whipping his muzzle with bush branches, he's tired, poor guy, and besides, under the sun, but, the beast, he's chasing, he's not lagging behind.

Then I tried to wrap up, you never know if the bear would also be not the most agile, but then a bummer was waiting for me. With the maneuverability of the little animal, everything turned out to be very fine, the distance between us, which was about four meters, was reduced to one, after that I could hear his breathing, angry, hungry, wheezing. My tooth seems to have hurt him somehow! Haha, after five kilometers he will run out of steam!

It's a pity that I'll run out of steam much faster.

To be honest, it's already quite difficult to breathe, there are not enough lungs at all, and then there's knee-deep grass, and the sun is in the sky. I would like to shout something to the bear, well, or to call for help, but the air, again, is completely mute. I feel that if I lose my breath, the end will come inevitably.

Speaking of the end... Where is the cherished "you ran too far, Guard" already there?! I actually want to go home!

After a few more long seconds of mind-blowing, darkening in my eyes, the chase finally lit up for me:

[The Dungeon Keeper is too far from the Dungeon. Return in 30.00 seconds.]

I took a little deeper breath and made a final dash to return home.

...25, 24, 23, 22...

My legs are already failing, but I don't want to die...

...13, 12, 11, 10...

A little more, just a drop... There was a loud growl behind him, someone also apparently decided to make a breakthrough.

...5, 4, 3, 2...

A strong blow, heaven and earth swung in places, and then again and again and again... And then I opened my eyes already in my cave, fresh, strong, resurrected.

- What do I need... The head was torn off with a paw?! - I couldn't resist saying it out loud...

Fear rose to my throat, my heart began to beat like mad, I convulsively felt my neck and body - everything is normal, in place. Damn it, it was awful... The adrenalinic burst - you will be pumped, well, I, in fact, was pumped.

I fell near a strange bow, it shone pleasantly lilac. I picked it up and immediately a notification flashed.

[Attention! A mythical object has been found, a Hole-in-the-ground Bow! Would you like to assign?]

But... It was me who shat myself after death... Funny.

Of course, the anchor is in my ass, I want to appropriate the bow that fell out of me!

[Bow of the Hole in the ground, 1ur, owner: Keeper of the Dungeon "Hole in the ground" Eugene!

"This bow was created from a piece of the soul of a newborn Dungeon Keeper, concentrates the energy of the Hole in the Ground dungeon and reflects its essence!"

Special effect: increases ground damage by 1.5%, the ability to use the skill "Stunned" on the target]

Ha... The system will now forever remember the case of the unfortunate purple Dorg Dan, right?.. Well, there is an obvious parallel here! They came to me - I knocked on the head, and now the system is making fun of me!

To all this... I don't care! Now I have a purple bow and it's cool, no one will change my mind!

I pulled it on and a stone arrow appeared in my hands, or rather an arrow from... What is the best way to explain it? The arrow itself is made of light, the elemental energy of the earth, as I understand it, but pebbles are already flying around it as a protective layer. I tried to shoot and it looked quite impressive. Such a magic shot, like in movies and games, is not bad.

Then I noticed a squirrel on a tree and shot it... I got it, but the squirrel survived... After the bow shot...

- Which one... Don't give me an onion that doesn't even kill squirrels! Yes, I'll bite them with my teeth faster than I'll shoot them with this slingshot!

Yes, I even have a loot - bullshit! I'm not just a mob, I'm, ept, a mob, for which it's a pity to even kill time! Super, great! It couldn't be better!

"To hell with that bow! - I threw him up and kicked him with all my might, so much so that he flew far into the bushes somewhere in front of my favorite cave.

Offended by the system, I began to sort out what I had. The sword was carried away by bearish force somewhere in the field, the bow turned out to be garbage, because I have absolutely nothing to fight with. Ehh, we'll have to use sticks. Next on the list we had armor. The poddospeshnik sat down easily, it was even free and warm, the shell, the infection, did not fit, the armor system did not fit me at all... That is, we turn sticks into batons, and to stretch a piece of metal for a couple of centimes is already all, not enough strength?!

In short, I pulled on gloves, boots, knee pads, chain mail, refused to put on a shell, and to hell with it, a skirt to the shell, I didn't figure out the rest of the pieces of iron. In the end, I decided to give up shoes and knee pads, the scary area itself, the groin area, is still not covered, and heels with knees should be movable...

As a result, from the whole set I took mittens, a poddospeshnik and a chainmail shirt with a skirt. That's it...

- Mmda... And where to put it now?

The elf has most likely already escaped, I would have done so in his place. In the end, neither the bear nor the idiot with the sword was near - run, I don't want to! In vain, of course, he left the armor, but I would also not dare to take them, dig, fasten, put on... He did the right thing by dropping everything.

But I would have brought a bow, by the way. Bullshit is not bullshit, then I would figure it out, and stealing is sacred.

And from these thoughts I was distracted by a rustle behind the chest and a quiet, angry snuffling. So, wait a minute...

- If it doesn't fit, return it! - quietly, frightened, but with irritation.

- What the fuck are you doing here?! - I broke into a scream.

- So you said to sit here!

- And you obeyed?! Did you listen to the one who threatened you with a sword?! Fell from an oak tree?!

- You didn't look dangerous, and the bear was distracted and in general ... - he mumbled - It's dangerous outside, and I'm without armor... - and already quite quietly - You are yourself for me... Donated... It wouldn't be pretty... Run away...

And then I sat down, stood there, and suddenly sat down.

- Okay, stop... Wait... You misunderstood - I probably need to explain what I was doing and why. "Come here," I called him, and somehow got up and headed for the exit.

Already a little bolder, he got out from behind the trunk, which also, by the way, did not open, the idiot, and came up to me. I carefully dug out the hole that the bear had already started and took out my blue ball. By the way, it was already evening outside.

- Do you know what it is?

- This... Your treasure! Y-you don't have to show it to me, I am...

- You're a weak-willed fool! You can't do anything to him, not with a man with heavy steel mittens... Then I'll hide it anyway... Okay, forget it. Do you feel what exactly I was saving and why I "sacrificed myself"? Is this sorted out?

Dorg Dan, having learned this, was apparently very upset. So, I didn't get it... Was he expecting a prince? That I'm going to give up everything now and confess my love to him? A little bluish-blue asshole...

- But the fact is...

- The fact is that I almost stabbed you! Okay, now take your leftover armor and get out of here! I don't want to kill children on the first day of life after death.

- Without a sidekick... They will rub the skin into the blood...

- When you get to your own, you'll figure it out.

- Night is coming soon!

- Then you should hurry.

- And the bear is not so far away...

- Well, try not to make noise.

- It's dangerous out there!

- I'm the dangerous one here!

Although you're the most dangerous, you little asshole. God forbid I turn my back on him one more time!

- I don't believe it!

And then I slapped him in the face with a glove, he was thrown away from the cave. Wow, even a trickle of blood with a tooth flew out, I would have such mittens in a past life... Mmm...

- Do not believe further - I said quietly and entered the cave - You will come in - you will get it again, I will tell you right away - your Hole in the ground - how disgusting it is to pronounce this name out loud - I feel great.

Well, finally, I threw him his armor and would have slammed the door, but the door, it's a pity, no.

- And yes, I almost forgot, there's a purple bow lying around, take it, maybe it will come in handy! - shoot squirrels... Of course, I didn't say the last one.