Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 120 Toruwell's Room

When Wayne agreed to Francesca's invitation and went to the camp to find Geralt, he found that the famous white wolf was surrounded by a group of young non-human races, with a cheerful smile on his face.

On the opposite side of him, Horton, the big-nosed dwarf, was reluctantly handing over his purse, with a very frustrated expression on his face.

Obviously, Geralt's Gwent card skills honed in the Northern Kingdoms for a year, as well as some rare Gwent cards he had the cheek to get from Wayne, helped him avenge his shame and win his first A Gwent card mentor, the dwarf Horton.

And those Gwent fans around also cheered for Geralt's victory because of the wonderful duel between the two.

Looking at the lively atmosphere over there, Wayne didn't push in after thinking about it.

Rather than dealing with these strange elves and dwarves, it would be more enjoyable to return to Toruville and get along with this beautiful elf.

His personality is actually not extroverted. Although he can't be called social fear, he still prefers to deal with acquaintances.

It was the same when he was in Vizima City. If it wasn't for the commission introduced by an acquaintance, or if he looked at the right person, he would not accept it at all.

It was almost evening at this time, and when Toruwell was found again, she was in her room, reading a book by the light of a kerosene lamp.

Seeing Wayne who had gone back and forth, the female elf was a little surprised. She put down the book, moved a stool for Wayne, poured another cup of tea full of flowers, and asked:

"Is there anything else you need from me, Wayne?"

Wayne sat on the chair, scratched his face, and said with some embarrassment:
"There are too many new people in the camp, and I don't even know them. Only when I'm with you can I feel more comfortable."

Toruwell was taken aback when he heard the words, wondering if he had misunderstood Wayne's meaning, a slightly shy smile appeared on his normally serious face.

She picked up a metal jug from her bedside table, said to Wayne:

"Do you want to try again, my secret cider? This is an apple picked from Baihua Valley, and the taste is even better than last time."

"Actually, after talking with you half a year ago, I also thought a lot, and I happened to have a lot of thoughts in my heart, and I wanted to talk to you again."

Wayne felt that when Toruwell spoke, his eyes always had a kind of seductive meaning. He was no longer a rookie, and understood what it meant. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he did not refuse.

Looking slender, but like a leopard, an elf full of feminine charm, no man can refuse.

He took out his magic jug, shook it to Toruville, and said:

"I also have several fine wines from Toussaint here, we can drink slowly and talk slowly."

"Just right, it's still a long time tonight. If you feel bored, I can teach you some Gwent card skills."

Toruwell laughed when she heard the words, and took off the fur coat she wore on her body, revealing her fair skin and a white silk shirt.

She picked up her jug ​​and poured Wayne a glass of secret cider, then picked up Wayne's magic jug and poured a glass of mellow red wine into her glass.

With a rosy face, he said:

"I'm just a novice, you have to teach me well."

At noon the next day, when Wayne came out of Toruville's room, the elf was still fast asleep.

Instead of wearing heavy witcher armor, he changed into a set of light and handsome satin clothes.

On his way to find Geralt, Wayne obviously noticed that the people in this camp had a great change in their attitude towards him. Most of them seemed to be closer to him, and they would take the initiative to change into Geralt when they met each other. smiling, while some of the younger elves showed obvious hostility towards him.

Wayne knew the reason for this, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart. In the hearts of this group of non-human races, Toluwell seemed to be very loved and respected by them.

When he found Geralt, the famous white wolf was holding a few smooth twigs with mushrooms of different sizes, colors and stripes strung on them. He put these mushrooms on the flames. , Grilled squeaky, a seductive aroma gradually emanating from the mushrooms.

This is roasted poisonous mushrooms, one of Geralt's best dishes, and it is also a dish unique to demon hunters. As a demon hunter with full poison resistance, those delicious but full of toxins in the forest Mushrooms are a very delicious ingredient for them.

It doesn't even need seasoning, as long as it is skewered and roasted on the fire, or brushed with honey, it can become a delicious delicacy.

Seeing Wayne approaching him, Geralt whistled lightly, then handed over a bunch of roasted poisonous mushrooms, and said with a teasing smile:
"I must have been exhausted last night. I slept in a tent and could hear your voices. Let's eat some mushrooms to make up for it."

Wayne took the mushroom and took a bite unceremoniously. The delicious juice was mixed with the tender mushroom meat, and it exudes a wonderful taste without seasoning at all, with endless aftertaste.

He rolled his eyes, knowing that Geralt was teasing him. Although the female elf had a good time last night, she seemed to be very considerate of the impact, and kept trying not to make a sound, which exacerbated her physical exertion. , fell asleep before dawn, no one would hear those noises at all.

Not to be outdone, Wayne also asked Geralt with a teasing smile:

"Where's the little elf widow who slept with you last time? Didn't you get together this time?"

Hearing this, Geralt shook his head regretfully, and said:

"No, I saw that she seemed to have found a new partner, so I didn't bother her, and you didn't tell me where the sleeping tent was, so I just sat by the fire all night."

When Wayne heard this, he was a little embarrassed. When he went to find the female elf last night, he didn't expect to stay there overnight, so he forgot about it.

Geralt didn't care about that either. As a senior witcher, it's not uncommon for him to sleep in a sewer full of filth, not to mention sitting by the fire all night.

He himself picked up another bunch of roasted poisonous mushrooms, took a bite of the biggest one, and asked vaguely:
"Have you dealt with your affairs? When will we set off again?"

"It's better to hurry up, I feel that in about half a month, it will snow."

Wayne thought for a while, and didn't say anything about his going to see the elf sorceress, but simply said:

"I should stay for a day or two. You can take advantage of this time to go to a nearby city to buy some drinks and food. When my business is done, we will set off immediately and return to Kaer Morhen."

Upon hearing this, Geralt patted Wayne on the shoulder and said:

"Although you may understand many things better than I do, I still want to warn you, Wayne, don't involve yourself in power struggles, that would be too dangerous for these demon hunters we have no backing .”

Wayne nodded. Although he understood the thoughts of Geralt and Vesemir and other demon hunters, in terms of his personality, he preferred to take the initiative and put the choice on his side, rather than being like It is like resigning yourself to fate, waiting for the crisis or disaster to come.

In the afternoon, Geralt rode a radish to a nearby human city to buy ingredients that could be preserved for a long time.

After all, everyone in the Wolf School will live in the castle for a month or two. If the supplies are not rich enough, although their survival will not be affected, life will definitely be quite miserable.

And in the evening, Toruwell found him again. After the lingering night last night, although the female elf didn't show too much intimacy when getting along with him, Wayne could feel that this elf The girl trusted him even more, and seemed to have completely regarded him as her own.

She walked up to Wayne, took his hand, and led him to a room guarded by heavily armed elf warriors a hundred meters away from the camp. After dismissing the elf warriors, she said softly:
"There is a teleportation array in this room. I will go in with you later. When the teleportation array is activated, it will teleport us to the Valley of Flowers hundreds of kilometers away. Ms. Francesca is waiting for us there. "

"This respectable lady has specially prepared a dinner for you. She is very interested in your opinions and wants to have a good chat with you."

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