"Cook, Glen - Black Company 10 - Soldiers Live" - читать интересную книгу автора (Cook Glen)

"When the baobhas sing it means somebody is going to die.
And there's been a cold wind off the plain all day and Big
Ears and Golden-Eye have been extremely nervous
and . . . it's One-Eye, sir. I just went
over to talk to him. He looks like he'd had another
stroke."

"Shit. Let me get my bag." No surprise, One-Eye
suffering a stroke. That old fart has been trying to sneak out on
us for years. Most of the vinegar went out of him back when we lost
Goblin.

"Hurry!"

The kid loved that old shit-disturber. Sometimes it seemed like
One-Eye was what he wanted to be when he grew up. In fact, it
seemed Tobo venerated everybody but his own mother, though the
friction between them diminished as he aged. He had matured
considerably since my latest resurrection.

"I'm hurrying as fast as I can, Your Grace. This old
body doesn't have the spring it did in the olden
days."

"Physician, heal thyself."

"Believe me, kid, I would if I could. If I had my druthers
I'd be twenty-three years old for the rest of my life. Which
would last another three thousand years."

"That wind off the plain. It has Uncle worried,
too."

"Doj is always worried about something. What does your
father say?"

"He and Mom are still at Khang Phi visiting Master
Santaraksita."

At a tender twenty Tobo is akeady the most powerful sorcerer in
all this world. Lady says he might possibly become a match for her
in her prime. Scary. But he has parents he calls Mom and Dad still.
He has friends he treats like people, not objects. He accords his
teachers respect and honor instead of devouring them just to prove
that he is stronger. His mother raised him well, despite having
done so in the environment of the Black Company. And despite his
innate rebellious streak. I hope he will remain a decent human
being once he comes into his full powers.

My wife does not believe that is possible. She is a pessimist