"Raymond E. Feist - Serpentwar 2 - Rise of a Merchant Prince" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)

"Hey now, you vile runt of a man!" said Jadow without ceremony
to the man who for nearly three years had controlled his life.
De Loungville turned. "Who are you talking to like that, you
Valeman scum!"
"You, Bobby de Loungville, Sergeant sir! " snapped back Jadow,
but Erik could easily see the mocking humor in both men's expressions.
Battle had made him very aware of his companions'
every mood, and he knew they were having fun with each other.
"And who are you calling 'scum'? We men of the Vale are the best
fighting men in the world, don't you know, and we are usually
wiping our boots to clean them of something that resembles you."


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He sniffed loudly, bending forward as if to make sure de Loungville
was the source of the offending odor. "Yes, very much like
you. ~ 3
De Loungville grabbed one of Jadow's cheeks and pinched it as
a mother does a child's, saying, "You're so lovely I should kiss
you." Playfully slapping him on the face, he said, "But not today."
To the group, de Loungville said, "Where are you off to?"
"Drinks!" said Nakor with a grin.
De Loungville rolled his eyes heavenward. "Well, don't kill anyone."
He asked Jadow, "You coming back?"
Jadow grinned. "I don't know why, but yes."
His own smile vanishing, de Loungville said, "You know exactly


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why.
Instantly all humor fled. Each man had seen exactly what the
others had, and all knew that a terrible enemy gathered across the
sea, and that no matter how much had been accomplished in recent
months, the struggle had only just started. A decade or more
might pass before the final confrontation with the armies gathered
under the banner of the Emerald Queen, but eventually every man
living in the Kingdom would either stand and fight or die.
After a moment's silence, de Loungville waved them down the
street. "Get away with you. Don't have too much fun." As the
men walked off, he called after, "Erik, you and Jadow be back
here tomorrow to get your papers. On the day after, you're deserters!
And you know we hang deserters!"
"That man," said Jadow as they moved down the street in
search of an inn. "Always with them threats. He has an unnatural