บททั้งหมดของ Wanderers Of the Night: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The hilt of the sword burned his palm unbearably and pricked his fingers. It was not silver, but the energy of the objects fused into the blade spread along the entire length of the sword. Vic hissed in pain and cursed through clenched teeth, but did not let go of his weapon. The very first blow of the modified sword not only repulsed the alien blade, but also slid through the enemy’s weapon with energy lightning and dug into his body. The dead man unclenched his fingers in bewilderment and shook all over. Vic did not wait for what would happen next and cut his body in half, making it impossible to fight. The Vistolets only understood that Kim had put not only silver into this sword, but also a share of special magic that continues to live in the weapon. I wonder where the guy learned this? According to Wriston's story, his only school was the magic tower dungeon. The remaining monsters, having come into contact with the blade, obediently released their swords from their fingers

The crimson disk of the sun almost disappeared behind the treetops, plunging the forest into dark gray, almost impenetrable tones of twilight. Nearby, a river murmured in a swift stream, and along its banks the song of awakening night dwellers sounded louder and louder, forcing them to shudder from sometimes too loud and unexpected sounds. But these were peaceful sounds - the buzzing of insects, the cries of birds, the rustle of fallen leaves under the paws of animals, not the ones that strained ears tried to catch. And yet, the heavy, uneven footsteps and wheezes escaping from throats unable to recreate other sounds came as a surprise every time. The staggering, dragging figures appeared in clots of darkness between the tree trunks and purposefully walked towards the small group of travelers advancing along the river. Having approached a few steps, they froze in uncertainty, stomped on the spot, The children involuntarily shivered and moved closer to Vic. The behavior of the dead, a

Vic was aware of what was happening with all his being. It was strange. Waves of magic touched the skin in a disturbing stream and rushed through space with a ringing rumble. He looked at the children, the girls were shrouded in an almost invisible haze, making the outline of their bodies indistinct and pale - ghostly. A vortex of energy raged around Kim, he was wrapped in a cocoon of intertwining currents of magic. They slid through the teenager and concentrated in the stick he squeezed. The wood seemed to be on fire, the energy tore it apart and fell like ashes back into the ground, only a part of it was transformed and lined up in a low corridor stretching through the forest. Vic himself didn't know what he was waiting for, his muscles tensed in tension, as if if the young magician broke loose and did something wrong, he could still save the children. But the force raging very close by spoke about the opposite - nothing would remain, neither the forest, nor the people. Only ashe

The two guards stationed at the entrance to the inner chambers stretched out in a panic, pressed their weapons to their sides and tried to put on a frozen expression. He involuntarily forced himself to slow down, the king should not run up the stairs at such a speed, jumping over several steps. Although he is not quite a king yet, even for a prince this is unacceptable. Episodes from childhood, instructions and lessons of Giton, and my mother's, too, woke up in my memory more and more often. If she saw the habits and behavior of her youngest son now, she would be horrified. Not a trace was left of her science, all palace etiquette was arbitrarily pushed very far aside. No, Yarsi tried to restrain himself, he remembered perfectly how to behave with courtiers, with servants and with ambassadors from other kingdoms. But sometimes he suddenly got tired of it and he could not help himself, turning from a courteous young man into a mocking person, not considering the desires of others, wi

They must have fallen asleep as soon as their bodies touched the ground. Vic carefully laid the girls down on the grass, shook the half-dead Kim off his back, and quickly took out a cloak and capes from the bag. He spread the cloak under a thick bush, put Lana and Mila on it, and covered it with a cape. The second went to Kim, the teenager still tried to start collecting branches for the fire, but the Vistolet forced him to sit next to his sisters and asked him to put up a shield. The magician constantly yawned, so he lost his way several times while reciting the spell, but, in the end, a reliable magic dome appeared over the children. Vic involuntarily stepped back, he felt the power of the dome with every cell of his body, Kim clearly overdid it. But consciously or not - that was another question. Yes, the children accepted him, but he strongly doubted that they were not at all afraid of him. At least Kim. He himself said that Vic continues to change, but in what direction, he har