Chapter 17 Primer
The teacher looked at the intern carefully.He was young himself, and not so long ago he was just like them, and now he was disappointed by his lack of majesty.At least he thought so.
"Now we have our first outdoor practical class," said the teacher.His hand stretched involuntarily to the bridge of his nose, and he always liked to help his glasses.Why do you want to cure myopia?Glasses can add majesty! "Andre, tell me your mission again."
A skinny teenager took a step forward and said in a voice that was changing:
"While walking on the street, we observe pedestrians through the twilight realm. If you find a dark or light messenger, you should report it. But pay special attention to others who have not yet been activated."
"What do we do if we find an unmotivated Other?"
"It's very simple," the boy replied decisively. "Report to you first, and then act according to circumstances. Only when the other is most willing to devote himself to the power of light is the best time to inspire him."
"What do we do if the dark messenger is found to be conducting criminal activities?"
"It's very simple," the boy was obviously a little impatient. "Report to you first, then contact the patrol team..."
"Also stay in a safe zone," the teacher added. "What if we find humans committing crimes?"
"Simple," said the boy sullenly. "All we can do is watch them commit crimes."
The interns laughed.Besides the boys, there were two grown men and a young girl in the team.The teacher thinks that they are all at the level of four to five.And that boy could have progressed to the second or first degree.He possesses the remarkable gifts expected of a combat magician.
"Thanks, Andrei. You've stated it perfectly. We can only watch. Because we're students. Understand? Don't enter the Twilight, don't create spells. Our main task is to find potential Others. Don't think that It's easy. Sometimes it takes a few minutes to study a person in order to discover in him the potential of the other. By the way, Anton Gorodecki was discovered in such a teaching class. Yes Gesar discovered it himself."
The teacher paused for a few seconds, then cracked a joke:
"I'm not Gesar, but I intend to become a senior magician."
High magicians were hopeless for him.His life will come to an end in less than half an hour.But the teacher didn't have a premonition that misfortune was coming.Of the multitude of future trends he should have seen, only one loomed toward death.
However, at this moment, dozens of accidents intertwined, and there was a thin thread oozing blood.It's a pity that the teacher can't take care of studying his own destiny every moment.
"We will walk along the street garden of 'Qingshui Pond'," he said. "You don't have to do anything, just look at it."
In the city center one kilometer away from them, on the "Lubiyaka" street, a car was stuck in the middle of the road because of traffic jam.The driver, a Caucasian, spread his hands and looked at the passenger sheepishly.The man silently handed the driver some banknotes and got out of the car.The driver pocketed the money.He looked at the back of the passenger and frowned.A nasty guy.Although he gave a lot, but... the Caucasian looked at the icon on the dashboard of the "Zhiguli" car, and then looked at the bronze plate with scriptures printed on it.He thanked the Christian and Muslim gods in his heart for blessing him with a speedy end to the journey.He doesn't like this passenger very much!The driver is an unactivated Other.But he himself knew nothing about it.Today his fortunes could have been reversed.
But in the end none of this happened.As soon as he turned the car into the alley, he was immediately stopped by a lively young girl. After they negotiated the price, they drove to the southwest.
The teacher stopped opposite the "Roland" cinema and lit a cigarette.He looked at his favorite Andre and said:
"Have you read Dennis' Tales?"
"Yeah," the boy murmured.The boy has a good family background, he is well-read, but his knowledge is limited to books.
"What do you think of the novel 'The Grandmaster's Hat'?"
"Denis Korablev had a good life as a child," said the boy.
A girl couldn't help but burst out laughing.She hadn't read "Dennis Tales", only watched the TV adaptation, but she almost forgot the plot, but she still understood the irony of this answer.
"What else?" The teacher asked with a smile.He never smoked while walking, because one fashion magazine said it was unseemly.Now every minute of delay he was getting closer to death, though nicotine had nothing to do with it.
The boy was lost in thought.He had a crush on the young sorceress.He had a vague sense that he was smarter than other people, and he was happy about it.
"And the grandmaster is a careless man. His hat was blown off by the wind and he didn't notice."
"Even so," said the teacher. "But for us others, the main moral of the story is for us not to meddle in the trivial affairs of humanity. Otherwise, even if you are targeted, others will misunderstand you."
"However, when the grandmaster suggested playing chess with Dennis, he reconciled with the grandmaster."
"That's another insightful idea!" the teacher praised. "You don't need any magic to coordinate with humans. You don't even need to be overly helpful to them. The most important thing is to experience their interests and hobbies with humans!"
The students listened carefully to the teacher's explanation.Teachers like to take some short stories or children's books as examples, and draw a lot of interesting conclusions from these.This form of teaching is very attractive to students.
Half a kilometer from them, the man who got out of the car just now was walking along the "Myasnitsky" street. He stopped by the newsstand, took some change from his pocket, and bought a copy of " Komsomolskaya Pravda.
The teacher looked for the trash can with his eyes.Trash cans are far away.He wanted to throw the cigarette butt into the pond to tease the swans inside, but he changed his mind when he saw Andre's reproachful eyes.Is there any way? Although he has been the Other of the Light Force for three years, he still hasn't changed some of the little bad habits of ordinary people... The teacher strode to the trash can, threw away the cigarette butt, and returned to the students.
"Let's keep going. Watch carefully, watch carefully!"
Now he was doomed to die.
The middle-aged man came to the "Qingshuichi" subway station with a newspaper in his hand.He was hesitating, wondering whether he should go in or not.On the one hand he was in a hurry.On the other hand... the weather is surprisingly nice.The sky is clear and the breeze is blowing... It is the turn of summer and autumn, a season full of romance and poetry.
The middle-aged man walked slowly to the pond, sat down on the bench, and opened the newspaper.After a while he took out a small jug from his jacket pocket, took a sip, and slowly licked his lips.A homeless man glared at the man as he passed by with a bag full of empty bottles.The tramp didn't expect anything, but he was used to begging for everything, so he said in a hoarse voice:
"Would you like me to have a drink, brother?"
"You won't like it." The man replied calmly.There was no trace of irritation in his tone, he was just sending a message.
The homeless man staggered away.There were three more empty bottles up front--that would allow for a full bottle of Nine, a full bottle of strong, sweet Nine. ...Damn rich man, read your paper, it will make you drunk in no time...
On this day, the cirrhosis of the homeless man's liver turned into liver cancer.He has less than three months left.But it has nothing to do with what happened on the street.
"The man with the paper bag is an ordinary person," said the young female intern. "Andryushka, you are the most sharp-eyed of us here. Have you seen anyone?"
"I saw a homeless man... there is an other with light power next to the subway station!" The boy cheered up. "Vadim Dmitrievich! The Other of the Light Force is next to the subway station! He's a magician!"
"I see it," said the teacher approvingly. "He was inspired ten years ago. Fifth-level magician. Not working on the patrol team."
The interns looked at the teacher with admiration.Then Andre began to look around again.Suddenly he blurted out excitedly:
"Oh! The one sitting on the bench! The other of the dark power, the demon! Vampire! Advanced vampire! Not registered..."
The boy lowered his voice when he said "demon". The words "not registered" he whispered.
But the vampire heard it anyway.He put down the newspaper, got up and looked at the boy, then shook his head.
"You go." The teacher grabbed Andre's hand and pushed him behind. "You all go, hurry up!"
A boy took out his phone and pressed the emergency call button.The vampire growled and quickened his pace.
"Stop! The night watchmen inspectors!" Vadim Dmitrievich raised his hand, ready to build the "Magician Shield". "Stop, you're under arrest."
Due to the speed, the vampire's figure became indistinct.The young female trainee cried out, trying to build up her own protective shield, but to no avail.The teacher turned to look at her.At that moment something hit him in the chest, his heart constricted, and he felt a pinprick of pain—his heart was ripped out.The ineffective protective shield dissipated in the air.The teacher shook, but didn't fall down immediately, he just looked desperately at the blood-soaked heart, which was still beating under his feet.So he bent down, as if trying to grab his heart and put it back into the torn chest cavity.The world around him began to darken, the asphalt rushed towards him - and he finally fell, clutching his own beating heart.His teaching career, which had just begun, came to an end.
The vampire began to attack the young intern violently, the girl let out a terrified scream, and the force of the impact sent her straight across the trees and the driveway.The girl lay across the stone curb, shouting and staring at an oncoming asphalt-colored car.
The car stopped with a "crack".
The girl cried out again, trying to get up, only then did she feel severe pain in her waist.She lost consciousness.
Andre was lifted and thrown into the air: as if someone was trying to look into his eyes, or try to bite his throat.There is a voice whispering in the ear:
"Why do you want to see me, honor student?"
The boy cried out, his body convulsing in invisible hands.He felt his jeans were soaked in urine, and he felt ashamed.
"Have you learned how to extract bioelectric fields?" asked the voice in the air. "Honestly, I can hear lies."
"No!" Andre shouted while curling up.The invisible hands of the vampire loosened slightly.
At this moment, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.A male intern mustered enough energy to cast a battle spell.Needless to say, the following scene is quite eye-catching.
Andre is thrown out, and the world spins around him—he plops into the middle of a pond, scaring lazy swans and wanton ducks.While he was still struggling in the water, he saw a male intern who cast the "shock" spell fall down, and another intern who was calling quickly ran away.
Andre swam to the cabin where the swans lived and climbed up the wooden platform.The cabin stank of bird droppings.But the boy would rather sit in the middle of the pond and wait for the combat team to arrive.The next day Gesar praised his action, thinking it was the only correct action in this incident, and at the same time suggested that the boy consider joining the patrol team.As Vadim Dmitrievich once said during his lifetime, "the dead heroes continue to fight elsewhere".
The result of the investigation was that a total of two others were sacrificed: a teacher and a math intern.Maybe this student didn't have time to think about how an ordinary fifth-level magician should fight against a high-level vampire.
Maybe he didn't think about it at all.
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