Chilled exorcist

Chilled exorcist

Автор: Алексеенко Александр

Фантастика: героическая фантастика фэнтезиНаучно-образовательная: иностранные языки

"The first two ages have vanished into oblivion. The third is already moving towards its peak. Ancient legends and myths rise from their graves. Lords, mired in intrigue, are ready to play their game. A dreadful infection spreads across the lands of the living. And you are just a splinter. A cog in the wheel that still rolls forward out of inertia...— Oh? So you’re the one who’ll be the killer of the frostbitten? Yesterday, werewolfes stole my goat; maybe you could get it back? — Naively, the old man leaned forward and scratched his balding head.I looked skeptically into his eyes: 'Are you serious?'Estimated age rating: ~16+ Dark Fantasy.P.S.The work of final editing and proofreading is complete. The text has been updated." Книга написана на современном американском английском (США) Саванна. Книга переоформлена (Прямая речь и прочее, согласно тому как принято в западном обществе сейчас оформлять текст.)

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Preface One: "What is this book about?" Dedication: This book is dedicated to my father Preface One: "What is this book about?" The action of this book takes place in the third era of Terresia. The protagonist becomes a prisoner of the treaty and is forced to participate in the events of the new development of the Rube Tract. Castle Feanoth has high hopes for a mutually beneficial treaty with Kostegrad, and even Lord Stag is willing to give up his youngest daughter for the Keeper of those lands. The only difficulty is that almost the entirety of the Rube Tract is mired in gray earth, an infestation dangerous to humans, animals and vegetation alike. At that time, Count Myrtel Feanoth, heir to the castle of the same name and the Barrier Lands, decides to hold a tournament to cull those too weak to participate, to select the most trustworthy warriors who will travel to the Rube Tract to purge it of the hordes of chilled and infected creatures of the Polog of Ignorance. "Anything larger than a perotl must go into the ground," the Count orders.

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