The first rays of the sun spread softly across the room on the second floor, dispersing the darkness of the night. Lukrut opened the shutters, letting the light fill the whole room and extinguished the candle. Despite the early hour, the guy was already dressed and was now scrutinizing herself in the mirror.

He was wearing a thick black shirt with ties at the throat, over which was a strong leather vest. Behind his back, on one shoulder hung a small bag tied with a rope, and on the other a quiver with arrows and a bow in a cloth case. High boots with hard soles reached to the calves, where they were tightened with straps.

After finishing the inspection and nodding with satisfaction, Lukrut left the room and went down to the first floor. With a habitual movement of his hand, the guy opened the door leading to the kitchen, as if he had lived here all his life (Although, you can say that, because after appearing in this world a week ago, he did not leave this place)

- Good morning, are you leaving already?-

-Good morning, yes, I was going too long anyway, if I stay any longer, then Sam will definitely sail away without me -

-Don't worry, patient Sam. I've packed you some food for the road," said Craya and waved her hand towards the dense bundle lying on the table.

Coming closer, Lukrut saw a red bag, inside of which was a ration wrapped in oiled paper. After tying it, he threw it into the bag.

- Thanks a lot for the clothes too, I don't even know how to thank you-

-It's nothing, it's my job-

-Nothing like that, you didn't have to do it-

-Well -

Noticing that the girl hesitated, the guy jokingly bowed to her and thanked her again went out into the corridor.

I definitely have to thank her, if it wasn't for her help, I would have already starved to death, and I wouldn't have ended up in this house at all... even though she is an NPS....

Side Quest:

Goal: Find a way to thank Cray

Reward: 100 experience points

50 friendship points (Cray's character)

Additional Z reward: not determined (depends on the development of events)

Wow, is it that simple?

Wiping off the alert, Lukrut smiled, paying tribute to the system of this world and went out into the courtyard.

The sun, hidden by gray clouds, illuminated the surrounding plains with a pale light, which made everything around seem mysterious, even mysterious. The guy shivered, hugged himself and sighed, a cloud of snow-white steam rose up.

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-C-cold-

Deciding not to wait any longer, the guy ran towards the village, where Sam was supposed to be waiting for him. After about 15 minutes, Lukrut already saw the roofs of village houses in front of him and heard the voices of residents. Trying not to slow down, he continued to run towards the small bay behind the village.

Finally warmed up from running, Lukrut reached the edge of the village and stopped.

A steep slope with stone steps and a support hollowed out in it led to the bay. At the bottom there was a small - polished platform next to which the boat was moored (the only transport available for travel)

- I already thought you wouldn't come - a familiar voice sounded from the boat

- Sorry, I was a little late-

-Tell me later, but now hurry down and untie the mooring lines-

Lukrut carefully descended the steps and ran up to the boat in which Sam was sitting. A wooden boat five meters long was gently rocking on the waves, tied to a granite pillar. A mast with a small slanting sail, two benches were installed on board, and the rest of the place was divided into two sections: the bow of the boat was cleared of everything for hunting, and the rest was occupied by other accessories. There were spare oars, bags of provisions and barrels of fresh water, coiled ropes, patches on the sail, a couple of fishing rods, and several more closed chests.

That's what I understand, I've prepared myself, I wonder how long we'll be there?

Lukrut untied the mooring lines and climbed into the boat, where with great difficulty he was able to reach the bench.

- Well? Ready?-

The guy nodded affirmatively

- Then let's go, - Sam replied and, having moved to the side of the boat, took out an oar and pushed off from the shore with it. The boat rocked slightly and with difficulty began to leave the bay, under the strict control of the hunter, who deftly wielded an oar.

"Have you ever handled sails?"- Sam asked, continuing to steer the boat

-I'm not sure, I think not - Lukrut answered thoughtfully, he really didn't know, or rather couldn't remember

- Then I can teach you, such a skill will definitely come in handy in our area

- It would be great -

- Then remember -

And Sam began to tell how to handle the sails, how the ropes differ and so on. Meanwhile, their boat left the bay and went out to sea.

Thus began the first journey of a new player from the silver lands.