4679 year. Triassic.

As expected, I got to the city in half an hour. Probably, thanks to the infinite stamina indicated in the status, I was not even tired. The city visited was standard for the Middle Ages. Surrounded by a high wall and with thick oak gates with metal plates. Above them was the inscription: "Thorengard".

Hmm, are all characters automatically translated? Or have I learned the language completely? Alas, do not understand. Thorengard is obviously the name of the city. Now the gates were open and people were running through them. Entering people were checked by guards and paid an entry fee. Stop. Duty? How will I get into the city? I'm naked as a falcon.

The first thought that came to my mind was to steal the money. But how and with whom? The next thought was more reasonable. The gods couldn't have sent me here as a beggar. Therefore, I resorted to a standard game trick.

- Inventory. I whispered, looking around to see if anyone had heard.

Yeah. Game inventory. I had some kind of staff and money in the cells. 100 gold, 1000 silver. Yes, I'm rich!!! Now let's check the staff.

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[Wand of Niflheim]. Wand created by Hades. Grants the Death Aura spell. Can be used as a sword. In this case, the shaft of the wand becomes a scabbard. Death aura cannot be activated in sword mode. Instead, the ability of the swordsman is given - magical amplification. Converts intelligence points equally between strength and dexterity for a maximum of 1 hour. [ Death Aura ] Strengthens the undead and the necromancer. Increase all stats by 5%. Instills fear in living beings.

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Wow!!! This is the jackpot. Sorry, Hades, for my unfounded accusations towards the gods. You are a very creative person. Wand-sword. On Earth, I tried fencing. Purely out of boredom, and as a way of protection. Maybe it will work here too.

After standing in line for ten minutes, I finally came to the entrance. There were guards in armor and with spears. There was also a table at which some employee in ordinary clothes was sitting. He asked me:

- Your name?

I thought for a moment. Metallost? Won't fit. Mortals must not yet know my name. I'm just looking around for now.

- Matt... Lost, - oh, who would talk about creativity.

I said a fictitious name and handed the clerk five silver coins. He didn't seem to care who passed into the city. He checked my name against the wanted list and my appearance against the portraits on the posters. Yes, they let me through.

The first destination will be the library. You need to know everything about this world that can be useful. Books are the most important and needed help in another world, not passers-by or Guilds. By the way, where is the library? I forgot to ask the guards. You have to ask passers-by. I approached the old woman.

- Hello!

"Looking for the Adventurer's Guild?" the old woman asked immediately. Where did she get it from?

- No, I'm looking for a library, why did you say about the guild? - it was interesting to me.

- You look like a ragamuffin looking for adventure. And the library... She explained in detail how to get to the library, and then, despite my protest, showed me the way to the Adventurers Guild.

After listening to her, I quickly got away. The old woman said something about my appearance. I went to the fountain and looked at my reflection in the water. Yes. Grandmother's words perfectly describe my appearance. The clothes on me seem to have been worn in the Bronze Age. A white streak appeared on her hair, previously blue-black. Weird. Will have to find out about it. By the way, what am I wearing? __________________________________________________

[Robe of Death]. This mantle was worn by Death when she could freely be in the Trias. It makes it possible to be transparent, as well as incorporeal. Not one physical attack will be able to reach you, but you will not be able to attack either.

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Hmm, why would Death be invisible? I'll ask later if I meet. I still think that the meeting will take place. And so, the mantle is not even bad.

Oh yeah, I didn't tell you what these things look like. The old lady was right. The mantle is frayed in many places, and its flaps are torn off. The wand looks like an ordinary cheap magic staff, which I saw with a couple of the same obovants at the entrance. In general, I look like a beggar magician. Eh...

Okay, time to go to the library.

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I spent the whole day in the library. I read books on history, magic and alchemy. I read instructions and rules of conduct in various places. Laws and decrees. Selectively, of course. To read everything in a library that looks the same as on Earth, I would have to stay in it for half a year. I was terribly hungry and decided to go to the market. Even the Masters need food.