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A person who from childhood did not know what it was to "walk" and "move his hands" falls into an ordinary sick boy born in the middle of the XIX century. But such an ordinary one? Maybe there is something else here? From the author: I am Russian More chapters on my account Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/killmobskin (Chapters every day and +10 more than here)

Killmobskin · Anime e quadrinhos
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Chapter 43

The next day, Brunhilda and I, as agreed, sparred. Only this time I adjusted to her speed and strength, honing my own skills, and she, of course, tried to somehow exceed her physical limit. It was a draw, but we were both happy with this training fight.

Then I managed to persuade the Grandmaster to grant access to the source of information, that is, to the network, so that I could learn about the technologies of other races. However, I don't want to share this on Earth, and it's not sporty to give earthlings new technologies until they are even used to the old ones and have not fully studied them. It will look like giving a monkey a grenade — it can kill both itself and someone else.

However, at one point I realized that I did not intend to stay on this planet, since I still have unfinished business on Earth. I had to go to the ruler of Sakaar with this question. I can't get anywhere without his knowledge anyway, so it's better to discuss it with him right away. It's good that the champions are quietly passed everywhere, so I didn't even have to request an audience and just go where I need to myself.

Although it's still worth knocking, because you never know what the Grandmaster is busy with at this time. I had already made such a mistake once when I was on his personal ship, and the Valkyrie had warned me about this. The fact is that his Highness at this time decided to hold an... orgy. Yes, I was shocked myself, but that wasn't what surprised me the most.

The orgy was with the participation of different alien races. I was especially disgusted by the sight of naked lizard-like women. No, if they had at least not elongated muzzles, like cold-blooded ones, then maybe it would be more or less normal, but how can you stick your drin into this… Although the Grandmaster did not agree with me, completely screwing this lizard in the ass. Well, tastes are not judged.

By the way, that intelligent one over there is very similar to a lamia. The upper part of it is very nice... until you look down. Hmm, but this half-snake still has a place to stick in the front. So! Put aside such thoughts! I am not a xenophile and I have never been one! But you can try something like this... especially that cat, whose tail is already very wet... I'm not even scared off by her cat face... No! You can't break me! Possible…

Pushing such thoughts away, I excused myself and closed the door. From there I heard the laughter of the organizer of this whole action, as well as his words that I could join if I ever wanted to. After that, I had to leave such a... "remarkable" place at a rapid pace. But there was just perfect noise reduction, which is why I couldn't immediately understand what was happening there.

So now I first listened to the sounds inside, then knocked on the door, slightly opening it. After that, I breathed a sigh of relief, because at that moment the Grandmaster was talking about something with one of his lackeys, who immediately decided to retreat, because he saw me, and at the sight of me, almost everyone now shies away. Well, how could I know that a blow to the buttocks of one of the races is considered a greeting and a sign of respect? That's right, from nowhere. I just reflexively hit him in the face after that.

— What brings you to me, my champion? - yeah, sometimes his speech is simple and similar to the usual conversation of men in some village, and sometimes he behaves like an aristocrat and gives out such high-ranking phrases. An eccentric personality, it would be worth getting used to.

— I wanted to know about the departure, - I said bluntly, — There are still unfinished business on my planet and I would like to return and finish it. But I'm not going to leave Sakaar forever, because there are things that interest me here. For example, knowledge. I'm even ready to participate in fights for this, although I'm not so interested in fighting anymore, because there are no strong opponents who would force me to give my all.

- Hmm, the first time the champion himself asks me about this, — he thought, - They usually prepare an escape plan and try to escape. But I knew right away that you were special. What can I say! You are the only Midgardian who came to my planet! - the man exclaimed — - I followed your actions and did not notice any prerequisites for any machinations. Can you tell me why?

"Huh —" I grinned, " because I didn't see the point in it. Why run away or stir up something behind the back of someone who does not even limit you in anything? And what should I do? Try to hijack a ship? And what's next? I don't know how to control it, and if I force someone else, how will I know the way to my planet? There are many more such details. In general, it is better to just agree than to engage in this masochism.

- Bravo! - the Grandmaster clapped his hands, — I even want to reward you with something for this. That's just what? - putting his hand on his head, he asked himself, - Oh, I know! I will give you a fast boat and an assistant to help with your affairs and look after you. You can even combine this with the work of a bodyguard, although you just don't need him with your strength…

— It would be nice to even get a boat with a pilot who will take me, — I don't want to have a nanny with me who will also watch me.

- Well, we will discuss this later, since we still have plenty of time, - the man waved his hand.

- What do you mean? I didn't understand.

"Ah, you don't know everything about my planet yet," the other suddenly remembered, " The fact is that Sakaar is an artificial planet that I created myself and for myself. You might also have noticed that my brainchild is surrounded by numerous wormholes, wormholes that is. They just form a small time anomaly, because of which time flows differently than in other places. For example, if we compare the ratio of days here and in Asgard, it will come out about ten to one. Well, this will happen in any of the worlds under the patronage of Odin, since they are all located close to each other.

This revelation confused me. So it turns out that one day on Earth is equal to ten on Sakaar? And if I spend ten years here, then only one year will pass on Earth! This is what prospects are opening up… I will have ten times more time for all my business! It seems that it was not for nothing that I decided not to resist and solve this case with negotiations. Of course, I would have found out anyway, but ... a good reputation with the ruler of Sakaar will untie my hands for many of my experiments.

"Grandmaster —" I called out to him, as a thought occurred to me — " Does the time anomaly work in the orbit of your planet?"