Flooded city

Flooded city
Рамиль Латыпов

The wayward magician was kicked out of the academy. How will he start his new life in a world full of dangers. Will you find friends or some enemies. And whether the main evil in this world can be defeated. My book has a lot of magic, humor and adventure, as in all my books.

Flooded city

Рамиль Латыпов

© Рамиль Латыпов, 2024

ISBN 978-5-0056-3985-1

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Chapter 1 The Adventure Begins

The horn sounded three times. The people in the city took everything they needed and then took to the streets. Everyone waited impatiently. Many were whispering, some were unclenching and clenching their fists. The children clutched the stones in determination. The strong voice of the Archmage read out the standard text for such a case, which was always the same and recorded on the holo crystal. The large wooden gate opened. Screams filled the city squares. The blow of the kick and a young guy of eighteen years old flies with a large mark on his ass from the kick to the ground. Plowing more than one meter. He stands up and brushes himself off, shaking his fist. The people begin to laugh loudly and throw stones, dirt and spoiled vegetables at the dunces. The guy, all red with anger, runs through the city and ends up in a field near the city.

– I’ll remind you of this. – The fist was raised to everyone’s laughter.

This is how my story began. I am Mikhail (a sexless slime in the shell of a young guy. I descended from heaven a decade ago and took the form of the boy who found me. The boy himself ran away into the forest, I don’t know his fate, although I guess.) a former student of the Rua Academy of Magicians. They kicked me out for poor academic performance and the fact that I went on a spree with Olga, the daughter of the supreme magician and director of the academy, Ignacio Otoru. Although he only held hands with his daughter. Well, once I spent the night with her in her room. That’s where her dad caught us. And the fun was just beginning. So he kicked me out. Why did I need that fool? I started dating her on a bet, the bet on her was one silver, I wanted to let him go to a local brothel. Although I never received it. Here is the bastard Pavel, and he is also called a friend. Maybe he ratted me out. I wouldn’t be surprised. He had been rolling balls towards her for a long time. But he’s not handsome like me. Although he is the son of King Andrew the Great Fifth of the Otis country, he is the sixth. I am the first and hopefully only son of Baron Theo Urnov, owner of the silver mines and White Rock castle. Rich as a king. And I should have been so rich too. But my stupid daddy married a second time to a young woman in her late twenties, when I myself turned sixteen. He was already nearly fifty. My mother was a quarter demon. She had small horns that she hid behind her hair. She was lucky and her skin color was dark. Everyone thought she was from the south. He saved her from bandits in his youth, when he was an adventurer and patrolled the border. She ran away from her relatives, some kind of clan squabble, so I turn out to be the prince of the land of demons, but only my father and I know about this, my mother died five years ago from stone disease. The father was sad for a long time, but he was advised to find a new wife. And he found Masha through a dating service. Poor, although from a once noble family. Her grandfather lost at cards to a rogue elf, sold his estate and went to drink. She was lucky that her hard-working parents were caught and she didn’t end up in the shelter. She didn’t like me right away. A competitor for future heirs. So she immediately began to act. Then he starts changing clothes with the door open when I pass. Then he won’t close the bathtub when it’s my turn. Then he sits in my room in a robe and teases me with a juicy body. He moves his legs, shows the neckline on his robe. And as she ate bananas, I could barely restrain myself… She told daddy that it was me who was pestering her. What a reptile.

She took all the beautiful maids away from me. Everything was going so well for me with one beautiful maid, a half-human with spotted dog ears and a tail. Then she assigned only old women to me. Severe with warts all over the face. It is not surprising that from starvation I attacked her. That’s why my dad sent me to the academy. “Study, son, and don’t come back home,” were his instructions while three servants, tied up, pushed me into a carriage.

Thanks dad for everything. I won’t be lost, I thought while driving here, beaten, with her panties in my mouth like a gag, her parting gift. I studied for three years. It was easy with the girls as teachers, he made a face and said that he taught but forgot, they gave C grades. And if you did a good extracurricular activity. That’s a five. Then I just went to the doctor to get checked. Otherwise, you never know how much you can catch from these half-humans. Our teachers are almost all of them. Who is a centaur, who is an orc. And there were angels. But I couldn’t make friends with male teachers. I didn’t want to study either. Therefore, I paid in coins, like many others. Before my mother died, she left me some coins in the bank at interest. So I won’t die of hunger. I can take interest every month. But the main amount is only for thirty years. Mom Tatyana knew me well. My studies weren’t going well, so I started playing cards and I got into debt. Therefore, I had to learn the magic of invisibility and fast running. The students here are not as accommodating as the maids. You need to at least know their name before you drag them into bed. One hassle. Okay, at least the local brothel opened a personal account for me. I’ll have to visit them sometime later, to see the centaur lady Agnes, she’s probably exhausted without me. She has the best milk in town.

With such thoughts, I reached a cave near the river. It was getting dark. There is nothing to do, just go in. I can’t sleep in the open air, I’m not some kind of peasant. When I was carousing and drinking too much, all the innkeepers and cab drivers knew me by sight, so I always woke up in my dorm room. And not always alone. My neighbor, a modest man with an ant-like face, was afraid of ladies, so he envied me. Although I don’t blame them, who would want to sleep with him. You never know what’s in his pants, maybe there’s some kind of claw in there or worse. In scientific books, although it was said that everything was like that of ordinary people, rumor attributed to them various types of perversions. My neighbor seemed harmless to me, so I moved in with him. Although his big eyes scared me.

A fire would be nice. Collected firewood. What kind of spell is there? Teacher of simple spells. Yes, I remembered the harpy Izveta, big breasts, small ass. Low voice, and how she sang after a night of love. Like a nightingale. She said in bed, if you find yourself in nature, don’t forget to light a fire with the spell “O flash of light, grant fire.” Oh, how good it is that the fire is lit. Study light. And how warm it was, just like my fire now. She was really a bad kisser, but what can you do if she has a beak. But how soft, white, red and golden feathers she has in hidden places. Surprisingly clean. And I didn’t catch anything from her, thank you for that. Otherwise, I spent a third of my mother’s money on doctors. I caught almost every known disease. Once it fell off for me, I waited two weeks for the growth spell to work. At that time they called me “Little Whistle,” because even though he was just growing up, I never stopped meeting ladies.

But what a noise there is in this cave. Some rustling noises. So the spell “light” is not suitable. I remembered. This is Chereya, a biology teacher. The lady is old, but it suits me, because she is an elf and looked young at five hundred years old. Spell “Flash”. I played around with her with this spell in bed, she showed me her secret tattoos. I went deeper into the cave. It’s not so scary with light. I didn’t smell any vile creatures. But they can always have anti-magic protection. Magical beasts always transform. I’m walking and I see a huge three-meter spider. I caught someone and weaved a cocoon. He probably caught the beast. I looked closer and saw a tail, a wild bull or a cow, maybe a lynx, the stomach also wants to eat. I haven’t eaten since last night. He sat in prison all night and until dinner. I look at a man in a cocoon. The face is frozen, but clearly alive. Here he is breathing. I chased away my first desire to run. Where should I run, looking at night? I decided to follow the spider. He hung up the loot and left. I ran out and cut the thread with a knife, a gift from my father. Broke the web. What a beautiful face, but grimy. If you are a guy, then there is probably no end to the ladies. You will become my friend. After all, you owe me. Or you’ll take an oath, that’s what you’re supposed to do with half-humans. An ancient custom. He grabbed the body and headed out.

– Where are you taking me? – Said a hoarse voice from the cocoon.

– To the exit. Until the spider came back.

– What a spider!!! – A voice from the cocoon, he just howled in horror.

Footsteps were heard behind me. The steps of many feet. Big and small. Two large three-meter spiders and ten one-meter spiders followed me. I wouldn’t be able to escape. They grabbed me too. The world has gone dark.

– If spiders attack, remember, student, the “mist of poison” spell will save you from them. Think with your head, not your head. Get dressed and leave, otherwise your husband will return soon. Go through the sewer. There are fewer extra eyes there. And there are more spiders. This is where the spell comes in handy. – The image of the teacher kissing me on the forehead, according to the “most dangerous magical creatures” Cyclops Elsa appeared before me. I remember her blue eye and her apartment on the fifth floor. And how he ran across the rooftops in his underpants. Our husband taught practical classes on catching magical animals, his name was Julius. A clever and nimble grandfather approaching seventy.

In his delirium he cast poison spells. The body in my hands began to cough convulsively. We need to protect him.

– General protection spell. – This has saved me more than once: when you drink too much, you make a common defense with a sober person and you can continue drinking.

The cough stopped. I opened my eyes and twelve corpses of spiders lay next to me. One of the spider’s fangs stuck into my leg. He pulled it out. He hid it in the void, like the rest of the bodies. Useful for trade or for drugs. They gave a lot for them in the city. Although they won’t let me in there anymore, the world is big, there are many cities.

The body in the cocoon began to move and hiss like a cat. He looked around, a young handsome guy, a cat-man, very similar to a lady. The ears are black, the tail is white. Freckles on the face, no older than twenty. Cutie, if he were a woman, he could have a blast with her, but he’s a guy, so he’ll become my friend.

– Let me go, let me go. “The guy started kicking. He is lively, although he weighs little. Light and strong.

– Of course, guy. Your savior will set you free.

He took the knife and freed it, while almost accidentally checking his pockets for anything valuable. Not much, but just right for me. His face hardened. But it will survive nothing. The spider wouldn’t have done that to her.

– Who are you and why are you robbing me? – The guy hissed. The tail is erect. He grimaced his face. Really cute. I would have squeezed him in like that. But this will not happen.

– I am your savior Mikhail Urnov, the future baron of White Rock Castle. – He said it as proudly as possible. He stuck out his chest and raised his nose. He knelt down. A short blue vest and short shorts are his entire outfit. Tattered in places. Therefore, the scars from the whip were visible, which means he was a former slave or worse, with such a face he could work in houses of pleasure, pleasing various ladies.

– Because you saved me, I will serve you. Here’s my oath to you.

– I accept it. “I could use the guy as a servant.” Maybe there will be assistants in business.

A bright flash illuminated the room. A small chain-shaped mark appeared on his neck. What an interesting magic of service. It is weaker than slavery magic. He who serves you with such an oath is faithful to you until death. You can’t let him go. Although there are also limitations. You can’t force him or her to do anything he or she doesn’t want. To sex or murder. But if there was an oath of slavery, then there are no prohibitions. Play it all out.

– What is your name, my friend? – I said, observing the ritual for such spells. It doesn’t matter whether you know the servant’s name or not. These are the customs.

– Sleep, my lord Mikhail. But call me Soph.

– Serve me faithfully.

– Yes.

The ritual was finished. Now the real conversation begins.

– What kind of beech came up with these oaths? “He started scratching behind his ear. I put my hand to my ear. – What are you thinking? “I received a strong blow to my hand.” “I don’t like guys, so keep your friend to yourself.” I’m on the ladies.

That’s a bummer. Of all the cat guys in the world, I saved a special one, it’s good that we immediately understood who was who, otherwise I wasn’t sure with his cute face. And I will have to live with him all my life. This is cool. We’ll go to brothels together and let them cheat. Many will fall for this.

– Why are you keeping silent? Are you going through your options, boss? Not worth it. I won’t be with you in my life. So don’t even think about it. But as a companion and friend I will be faithful to you.

– And that’s good. Let’s gather closer to the exit and we need to block the passage. Otherwise the friends of these spiders will come. We will spend the night in this cave.

– So you also have nowhere to live?

What a news. He is also homeless, like me. This is the meeting.

– Yes, I left the academy of magicians in the city of Rua. I don’t like it there. It got boring. So I decided to walk around the world. Make a name for yourself through adventure.

– It’s clear. – Soph stood up from his knees and shook himself off the dust. “That means they kicked me out of the academy.” Booze or girls? “He looked at me intently. – Girls. Maybe a teacher’s daughter. No, you are a prominent and proud guy. Director’s daughter. They say it’s just a berry. I saw her when I was going through pockets in the city. So he would have eaten it. – The thief licked his plump red lips. Then, remembering, he continued. “So what am I talking about?” And I’m not just a thief, but a specialist. I steal big. I work alone. There is no trust in others, they gave a lot. He stole a good jackpot of six gold pieces.

– Not bad. – This is half of my money with interest per month.

– What am I saying? You won’t be disappointed in me. I can do a lot. Ugh. Do not look at me so. The look is painfully disgusting. Like an animal at the feeder. I’m on the ladies, I hope you are too.

I nodded, he calmed down.

– Do not be distracted. And you’re right about the director. The lady was truly a berry.