probably, what means "to disinfect"...
Untied a purse and began to count coins. Judging by expression
persons корчмаря, he waited that the forest inhabitant will get noisy, and even will bang
to sklyaniyets about a floor, - ten policemen it seems in a moment calmed down it
.
Or truly will try to swallow contents on a fun to guests...
- You do not know, - the Wolfhound with satisfaction nodded. Also advised: -
Read the book, maybe, you will find where.
Accurately laid out on a rack one beside another six copper coins,
took a bubble and went to a door.
This time, however, he could not overcome a temptation and was late
near a table at which policemen crowded. One of young soldiers
now noticed:
- See what nice sword at it a vein. And to fight them it, interestingly,
is able?
Long tongues were immediately started turning:
- Yes hardly: it as all veins, there is more cudgel...
- That to it a nose on the party was also curtailed. Bravlin considered for the benefit
to warn good fellows:
- More quietly, children. What's the use in vain to quarrel. The wolfhound is silent
turned and went away, and Nonvolatile Mysh contemptuously spat in
offenders.
- Hey, veins! - immediately was distributed behind. - You where? Wolfhound
stopped. Then slowly faced them.
- Muzzles to you to beat so far it seems there is nothing, - he thoughtfully spoke,
shrugging shoulders. - Yes only and everything to listen that you bear...
Someone from policemen laughed loudly though, according to the Wolfhound, nothing
ridiculous in his words was not. One more cheerfully threw:
- What to wait for if their women boss. Burst of laughter accompanied it
the remark, and the Wolfhound became thoughtful whether not too was hasty it
the remark about a beating of muzzles.
- Go here, the guy, - Bravlin told him. - Show to my boobies,
what men are given birth by your women.
To leave became it is impossible. The wolfhound frowned and stepped back to
to table.
Generally veins did not favor competitions, believing them an extra reason for
offenses. "If I overcome you - you will be upset. If you overcome - I
I will be upset. What for?" the Wolfhound at one time earned a living,
being employed by the policeman, the bodyguard, the bouncer in a tavern. Whether it is necessary
to say that at each new owner he was usually met by refusal. And
sidelong glance of already employed good fellow. Then, inspired by despair,
The wolfhound for the first time used old as the world, a trick, nicely
helped out it in the Big Churchyard. He began to offer the rival
to try skill and force, - of course, at the owner in the eyes. Here
the refusal did not happen. First the Wolfhound quite often was bit. And it is cruel. It
did not grieve. He was able to suffer. He studied, the benefit Kan-Kendarat was then
with it. He knew that he has to very much learn if truly
wants to come back home and find for the Cannibal...
Bravlin made to him room near himself. The wolfhound corrected for
back the sword also sat down on a bench. On the contrary that white-headed spindle-legs grinned;
it had palms that frying pans, and the right sleeve is rolled up above an elbow.
Undress both, and it would look far more impressively than the Wolfhound. Venn too
untangled a band on a wrist. At the sight of kandalny hems behind
was heard approving "Oh!". It always irritated a wolfhound.
The greenhorns who were close not smelling bondage for some reason liked to appear
such experts to hint it is unknown on what. Fools. Puppies
confused.
They put elbows on a table and linked palms. Free hand
The wolfhound just in case covered Mysh who was uneasily pottering on a shoulder.
From where was to know to a little small animal what here was started - harmless
fuss or serious duel? Still will bite whom.
... The rival Volkodava surprisingly long was attached and tried,
fidgeting to and fro on a bench. And only when it from ruddy became
crimson and, panting, pulled hard a breast on an edge of a table, veins
was late thought that the young policeman fought seriously for a long time.
Just he even from a distance did not see Bright mountains. Without speaking about that,
to move there very heavy blocks. And that it is much more important, did not know, on
that people for whom the difference was used up long ago are capable, to live or
to die. The wolfhound sighed. There was no wish to humiliate the guy to it.
- Everything, - he told and straightened fingers.
Even a moment his rival continued to press that was forces. Then to
it reached. His palm became soft, and he took breath. As it seemed
To wolfhound, with a great relief.
At the sight of such miracle a half of policemen came to big
thoughtfulness also stopped. Other half, on the contrary, rustled: everyone
was torn to try personally with wine.
The wolfhound rose and stepped over a bench, getting out because of a table.
- A billeting, the guy, - began Bravlin. The wolfhound shook the head:
- Everything, will be enough. Put much.
This time nobody addressed him poisonous remarks and not
it was passed concerning men who obey women. Nevertheless
It was almost ashamed for a wolfhound. Honor of the tribe is defended not in foolish
rukoborstvo at a korchemny table. And force if is, on each trifle in
the course is not started up. It was necessary to be consoled in the fact that it, generally speaking, not
arose.
And to hope that all incident will not affect medicinal properties
wine...
Leaving, the Wolfhound noticed out of the corner of the eye that Bravlin left a table and
went behind it.
Legs by itself incurred it on the floor space, to a sculpture Copper
God. After all to it was often remembered the gray-bearded priest with whom
once long ago, in the childhood, reduced his life. To listen to the old man, so on
all nine heaven it was not more generous, more merciful and wiser than anybody
his Bliznetsov. He spoke about them precisely the father about early the died sons. Here
eleven years the Wolfhound vainly endeavored to understand what relation
the old man's Gods to those vindictive and bad creations which had
other carriers of two-color clothes frightened people...
The area was dammed by the curious people, but high growth,
allowing to look over the majority of the heads, again helped out
Wolfhound.
Near Copper God the board scaffold which is hammered together towered
carpenters the day before. The scaffold was faced shoulder to shoulder by policemen, and
in an environment of a fatherly team, sat at their backs in carved wooden
chair knesinka of Elen. Planting of new belief is often begun with
governors. What will be accepted by the leader, also people will accept sooner or later. And except
that, the Wolfhound, in the presence of a knesinka indignant hemmed about himself
citizens nevertheless will hardly snatch on priests and will abandon them as
was found in Galirada, from pier in water.
On a scaffold there were several priests, but the Wolfhound the first
looked with a debt not at them. Its attention was drawn by the soldier keeping
behind priests and as if expecting the hour. It was the real giant,
dressed in two-color armor. The face was hidden by a shod mask,
repeating lines of a moustached human face and too ornamented in two
paints. The wolfhound knew that Pupils of Twins very captiously selected
soldiers, worthy to carry two-color armor. And to choose was from whom.
Mercenaries were flown to them, like bees to honey. Still! Priests well paid,
but also, once you put on the consecrated chain armor, and any blow of a fist
became a feat in sacred fight for belief.
What does it do here? Protects priests?.
Then the Wolfhound made out on a scaffold of one more person. This was
it is put on on-arrantski - in a sandal yes a thin linen shirt without sleeves,
length knee-deep. The person was approximately age-mate Volkovads, but, in
difference from it, it is very good itself. Here only it looked starved and
hungry; To the Wolfhound bruises on naked legs were evident and
suspicious spots on a dirty shirt. The young man was motionless, low
having hung the curly head and strong pressing several thick to a breast
uncombed books...
And the first line of a scaffold had a preacher. He panted -
probably, just terminated the inspired speech. Wolfhound with regret
understood that was late. Well, it is unlikely they came here for the sake of
one and only sermon. Let's wait, we will hear still.
- Tell please, venerable Pupil, - the knesinka of Elen started talking.
- I, probably, failed to hear. You told that your God is uniform. As
left what you worship Twins?
- It I, in scarcity of the mind, did not manage to be expressed distinctly,
madam, - with bow the priest replied. - When God decided to show himself
to people, human flesh was measured and found by too fragile
the vessel incapable to contain its spirit. Also the woman expecting was elected
births of twins. Also began to shine over it...
Further the Wolfhound did not listen. He felt how he over a lip acted
sudden sweat, and hasty ran a hand over moustaches. He never forgot
the places seen at least once. He remembered faces far worse. But this
the voice remained in his memory forever. "Rot in a nasty thing, insignificant
pagan..."
Nonvolatile Mysh tousled a black hair and is quiet, but with a call
hissed. Anything who will take in head to offend the Wolfhound should have at first
business with it!
The wolfhound looked at an arrant again. That suddenly lifted zolotovolosy
the head, and their views of a moment met. Only for a moment, but
The wolfhound shuddered. In green eyes of the guy desperate seemed to it
appeal, nearly cry: "Help!" Cry, however, right there torn off.
The Arrant knew that it was too dangerous to help out him.
The wolfhound thought a little and began to squeeze forward.
After a while the turn reached the young man with books. It was pushed
in a back, and he fatefully stepped forward, having appeared beside the priest.
- And here the live certificate of to what meanness can come
neglected the sacred truth of Twins, - pointing to young
arrant, the priest proclaimed. - This person tried to save from
cleaning fire of the book of false prophets and false teachers to confuse and
to lead into temptation minds and souls of profane persons... - The preacher dawned
a sign of the Divided Circle. - These books: he carries them because
to people pious it is guilty even to touch them...
- Each doctrine is precious! - unexpectedly loudly and with conviction interrupted
captive. Green eyes rebelliously flashed: - Destroy them, and the world
will grow poor!
- Doctrines about which you speak, unreasonable, - that dirt standing, -
nearly with pity the priest shook the head. - It is difficult to avoid it, so far
you go along the road. But before than to enter the house and to go into fine
carpets, dirt should be washed away.
- You call dirt the gold dust on a particle collected human
reason! - the arrant was not given.
- From what it a time the divine truth gathers our mind,
dark and poor? - the priest asked.
The wolfhound who was in time to reach forward ranks only sighed. When
it came about some crazy, absolutely impracticable invention,
veins suggested to bring waters a sieve, advised segvana to take out
the sea, arrant - to outargue the priest. The guy, seemingly, forgot a saying. And
can, there was just nothing to lose...
The preacher looked at the book young man with grief and a regret as if
on dangerously patient:
- If approach divine revelations with poor measures of reason,
means, it is possible to approach them and with so poor measures of force...
I will dare to call this last even more justified because Gods in the
omnipotence grant a victory not to the one who is stronger corporally, and to that, for whom
truth. There is our soldier...
The hand in a red sleeve was extended towards the spindle-legs fettered by steel.
Everything is correct, the Wolfhound thought. Gods are powerful and fair,
however after all it is better if pravdoborets is dexterous, full and strong.
- On its noble blade blessing of Twins stays, -
the priest continued. - I know, your tribe honors righteousness of a duel. Will be
whether here somebody who will dare...
- Will be! - almost at once responded from crowd. To a scaffold already
the fair-haired big fellow in a heavy solvennsky chain armor forced the way. If
it than also conceded striped, not much more.
- I would not like to profane murder today, kind
The pupil, - the knesinka noticed.
- We passed already seven cities, the monarchess, - with bow replied
priest. - Our soldier only will allow your citizens to be convinced in
power of true belief. For this purpose there is no need to take away life.
Fair-haired passed policemen and got on a scaffold. Having untied
thong, it pulled out a long direct sword from a sheath. The boor, frowned about
Wolfhound. The guy had a sword of good narlaksky work, beautiful and
the road, with two red stones fixed into a handle.
- The kind word does not stand your Twins! - defiantly threw to the priest
сольвенн. The preacher grinned:
- Let's look how you will prove it...
Also departed to bless the soldier on just fight.
The wolfhound was lop-sided on the galiradsky magicians sitting slightly behind
carved chair of a knesinka of Elen. Magicians listened silently, with impenetrable
persons. They did not interfere with a dispute. Dogmas occurred in Galirada
uncountable set - over number of the countries from where there arrived to the city merchants, and
gathered here truly from all over the world. And nobody encroached to expel
or to overthrow alien Gods, and even Copper God, arrantsky Sea Hozyain,
patiently took down not always the respectful address...
Here the duel began, and the Wolfhound understood at once that opponents were
are quite worthy each other. Heavy swords it is weightless flitted in strong
hands, flashing, precisely silvery small fishes playing i
n a pond. Wolfhound
heard how near it two girls in a whisper exchanged words.
Both wanted that сольвенн contrived and сшиб from two-color we send.
Here to look whether it is good itself?.
The wolfhound attentively looked at poyedinshchik, holding with one hand
burse with money. It always so did when it appeared in crowd.
Meanwhile occurring on a scaffold it was pleasant to it less and less.
At first he plainly did not understand why. Then understood. And started over again
to force the way slowly forward.
Fight was arranged. It is arranged from beginning to end. But it is arranged
great. The wolfhound noticed it only because full four years
saw the little, except battles and duels.
He still finished thinking about this thought when the giant struck. Tall, heavy
body, it was quickly. Very quickly. But сольвенн as though at all not
noticed the menacing movement. Wolfhound, most of which one thousand times
speed helped out, distinguished killing swing in the germ.
It saw how it flashed in the sun, drawing a magnificent arch, perfected
sword. And as this sword during the last instant turned back flatwise, and blow to which
it would be necessary to cut the vituperator Bliznetsov in half, only threw him on
knees.
It became silent. Neither knock of blades, nor shouts of the audience. Solvenn sighed and
dropped weapon. Also hung the head, low being on all fours.
Twin gods triumphed.
- Only the true belief consecrates the soldier's sword, granting a victory! - solemnly
the priest proclaimed. Also addressed crowd: - Let this person go with
world. Human we look not for death, but only a vrazumleniye. Whether will dare still
someone from you to battle against the warrior dawned...
- Will dare, - the Wolfhound grumbled. Moved apart a shoulder of turned back
policemen also it appeared face to face with the priest.
That with quiet contempt looked at it from scaffold height:
- Who are you rising on Those whose names are glorified in three worlds?
Did not learn, it was thought to the Wolfhound. Still he would not refuse to find out,
why the priest bypassed this question of the first poyedinshchik. And however, not all
whether it is equal.
- I pray to the Gods and I do not rise on strangers, - he told gloomy.
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