Chapter 124

Isaac Dinklage.

The evening passed quite routinely at first. By the time Zatanna spoke, I received messages from the system that I had received the 74th level and the 50th level of the "Seal of Silence" technique. Now all the inhabitants of the capital of Bealia are under it and will no longer tell anyone about those events, even if they knew something.

At first I wanted to test the technique on homeless people and criminals. But, as it turned out, my clones, having combed all the alleys, sewers and other "ignoble" places in this city, realized that there were only three homeless people. Because of what I have questions to the government of my country. Why the hell are we homeless and beggars, and here they are not to be found at all? I had to enter the prison and exercise on the prisoners. And after that, I divided the city into several quarters and, starting from two in the morning until six in the afternoon, I created a dozen clones and sent them to addresses in order to seal their minds. They dispelled, gave me experience and increased skills and abilities, and I created new ones. And so almost until the evening. And again, this continued until Zatanna's performance. The "mission" was completed, and I could calmly concentrate on this person.

I would like to drag her to visit my home, but during a conversation with Beatrice, she agreed to her spontaneous invitation. However, I did not mind. And the game of cards will be in my favor.

While we were going upstairs, I looked at the information about her:

Name: Zatanna "Lady of Magic, Princess of Magic, Zeta, Primak, Zanna, Zanni, Maiden of Magic, Zorina" Zatara

Level: 48

Race: Half human, half Homo magi

Class: Mage

Subclass: -

Trait: Mage, Hereditary Sorceress, Heiress of the Zatara Clan

Age: 26 years old

Characteristics: see details.

Interestingly, and who are "Homo Magi"? I have not heard of them. However, there is time, I find out. The main thing now is to establish trusting friendly relations with her.

Along the way, I noticed that it was not justified, at least I could not grasp the logic of why my relationship with Zatara increased from zero to four hundred in one conversation. Although I didn't even really talk to her. Although this is not important yet, I'll figure it out later.

Before the game, we drank a little and "had a snack," although they had a couple of sandwiches. And I, not ashamed of anyone, leaned on food. I was too hungry. For a while they paid almost no attention to me, they were focused on their conversation about everything and about nothing. Rather, they talked about something "important", but I could not understand what. And after that I realized that all women have their own kind of secret language, which I can't understand well at all. Having spat on this business and shifting my gaze to the cognac, I calmed down ... But I did not drink it, because Beatrice took a glass from under my nose.

- Stop drinkning. It's time to play!

Hey! When did they have time to drink? Although Zatanna is the only one who looks sober, my nose tells me that she also smells of alcohol. How did I miss this? Again, these feminine things ...

- I haven't even had a glass.

- And it is not necessary. We need you with full strength and a sober mind. Pam, give it out!

- Good. What are we going to play?

- Preference, and when you get tired of poker.

- Just? Zatanna asked.

- HM. You're right, it's just so boring. Let's so who loses fulfills the winner's wish. - Yes, they are in zyuzu here, I see, at least Beatrice for sure. - The winner and the loser are the last two who stay in the game.

- Then maybe we will discard the preference and get down to business right away? Zatanna gave her a mocking look.

Is it just me or someone here will use magic to win? Although her magic seems to be involved in words, but all the same, she probably has some kind of artifact or "a trump card in her sleeve." Otherwise it will be amusing.

The first batch was pure training. So that, as they say, "remember the pens", and then the heat went. In the first training session, I lost on purpose. Then there were two games, where I was eliminated with someone, and Pam lost twice. So they thought of changing into the attire of a servant and treating everyone this evening as no other than the master and mistress. And it was Beatrice who suggested it. They say the truth about the depravity of the "top", for the second time Zatanna made her mind to go out onto the balcony and sing the Bealia's anthem. True, Pamela did not know this anthem. Beatrice dictated in her ear.

And then I was no longer careful, seeing that the girls were drawn into the game and the excitement burned in them.

Therefore, in the fourth round I won, and Zatanna turned out to be the losers, which, by the way, had never been caught by me in a scam. Maybe she wasn't going to cheat.

- And what desire should I fulfill? The devil said with a hint.

- HM. I think I should drink this bottle of wine in one gulp. I pointed my finger at the half-empty bottle.

- Hey! It seems they want to drink me here. - Zatara was mock offended. - In other matters, my further behavior will be on your conscience. I hope my honor will not suffer. - and reached for the bottle.

- Considering that here is a strong sorceress, mistress of flora and a whole queen, and at the same time they are all drunk already as a lord, then I begin to fear for my honor.

- Ham. - Beatrice, who was sitting on my right side, jokingly pushed me with her shoulder. Pam was on the left and Zatanna was sitting opposite.

- What it really is. I shrugged my shoulders and watched Zatanna wincing, but drinking.

- Ready!

The subsequent game was no less fierce, Beatrice and Zatanna constantly exchanged glances, and for some reason it seemed to me that they had contrived with a glance to conspire against me. So I hurriedly gave up and Pam was again the loser. She was asked to sing a song.

Then I decided to win and aimed my strength at it. Therefore, Beatrice was the loser.

- And what should I do? - She smiled and leaned back a little on her hands. At the same time, her chest swung and was ready to jump out of the cut. - What kind of desire will I get?

- Kiss.

- HM. Unexpected, but so be it. - and began to lean towards me. But I stopped her ten centimeters from my face with my finger to my lips. - A?!

- And who said that you should kiss me. You have a choice: either Pam or Zatanna.

At this desire Zatanna was a little embarrassed, Pam somehow didn't care. I knew about her bisexual nature. That's why I'm wondering who will be the "victim"?

- Kts. Vile, but interesting. I've never kissed a woman before. - and pointedly examined both beauties. And I was expecting a lesbian show.

As a result, Beatrice with a sharp movement approached Zatanna and kissed her with her tongue. And the sorceress for the first seconds tried to resist purely out of surprise, but then it seems she even tried to respond to unexpected caresses. But after about half a minute the air in their lungs ran out and they recoiled from each other, flushed and embarrassed. Their eyes were clouded and their mouths were parted. And this thin string of saliva that was in the first seconds after the kiss flashed in the light. Even when I looked at her, out of the corner of my ear I caught the rustling under the table at Pam, it seems someone was aroused.

I wonder if I can get Zatanna to bed today. Threesome ... it will be fun. Unless, of course, it will be ...

- That's all.

- Well, how does it feel? I asked both of them.

- Informative. - answered Beatrice. - But still with men it is better. No offense.

- It's OK. I also prefer men. Although she once kissed a friend in her youth. - smiled the sorceress.

- And I so wanted to see the continuation ... - I was "upset".

- Dream on and on. Zatanna lifted her flat nose to the top.

- Okay. We are not distracted, we continue to play. - Beatrice intervened and was already shooting in my direction with her eyes.