As the two saboteurs looked at the patterns of the spells, they respected the work that had been done by the fortress builders and owners. It was almost impossible to get inside unnoticed. But here the vampires were helped by the defenders themselves. Identification amulets were on all those sent to search for the artifact.
The main thing was not to be seen by the sentry and to jump over the external tracking threads, disturbing the internal ones first. The artifact would then react to the amulet and, having identified the target as friendly, would keep the peace. Plain and simple.
Climbing up the wall, the two vampires froze almost at the top of it. Once the sentries of this section had moved farther away, it would take a short flight to get to the top. But as it often happens, it was easier to plan than to realize. The sentries did not want, even for a brief moment, to turn their backs to each other, but clearly kept their comrade in sight, and at the same time always looked through all the guarded areas.
Half an hour of hanging on the wall was the first thing Leonid got tired of. He used magic to tear a piece of stone from the wall and used it to launch it at the tower, which was located two hundred meters away from them. The sharp sound in the silence of the night caused the sentries to stir and break their usual routine.
It was enough time for the vampires to fly through the threads of the security spell and find themselves in the right place. The rest was a simple matter, and soon the two illegal visitors to Zalon were on its empty streets.
A quick look around the citadel twenty minutes later did not please either of them.
- Too many guards, - Leonid shared his thoughts, - When do they sleep, if the citadel is so guarded at night?
- You know, to become an archmage, you must not only work hard on yourself, but also have a heightened caution and even sometimes paranoid desire for security. It's a shame to die in your bed, at the hands of some pathetic paladin.
- How are we going to get this paranoid guy? Are we gonna make another fuss?
- I don't think the citadel guards would even move if something happened in the fortress.
- I don't think the noise will help either. Shall we check it out?
- Let's do it. We need to eat anyway, our hanging on the wall was too long, - Alexander stretched his neck. - Shall we hang around the arsenal or the shopping district?
- The shopping district would be best. Or the alchemists. The Prospectors like to settle things with a lot of violence.
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