Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 31 Continuing the Cleanup
Another new ability was obtained, which made Wayne very happy.

He looked at the bearded dwarf Horton who brought him this good luck, played with his fine iron battle ax a few times, and said with a smile:
"Bearded, although I like your ax and pipe very much, I neither smoke nor am I good at using an axe."

"So, do you want to make a deal?"

Hearing the transaction, Horton subconsciously covered his empty purse, and asked naively:
"What deal, witcher?"

"Beforehand, I don't have a penny on me."

"Cleaner than the ass of a dwarf on a horse."

"If you still want to continue playing cards, I have no choice but to pull out the gold tooth in my mouth and play with you again."

Hearing the dwarf's simple words, Wayne felt a little dumbfounded. He put Horton's pipe, gemstone ring and fine iron battle ax in front of the dwarf, and pushed in his direction.

Said in a seductive tone:

"I like the game of Gwent very much, and I am willing to help you dwarves to promote this game."

"However, I don't even have my own deck, so it's hard for others to understand their fun."

"How about this, I'll give you back your things, and you give me half of your Gwent cards, how about that?"

After hearing Wayne's words, the bearded Horton's expression immediately became tangled.

The pipe, the ax and the gemstone ring are all his beloved belongings, which have accompanied him for many years, and he is of course reluctant to give them up.

However, the Gwent deck in his hand was also won by him one by one from other dwarves, and each one had put a lot of effort and effort into it.

However, after struggling for more than ten seconds, the dwarf still chose his belongings. After all, if the cards are gone, he can continue to win, but if the things he loves are gone, it will be difficult to find a substitute.

The bearded Horton was quite straightforward. After reaching a deal with Wayne, he didn't play tricks at all, and directly distributed half of his Gwent cards to Wayne. There were more than 40 cards in total, and there were even two relatively rare cards.

At this time, the Gwent card has not yet been promoted, everything is in its infancy, there are not many types of cards, and even the camps have not been divided. There is no such thing as Nilfgaard, Skelliger, or Scoia'tael, or monster camps.

However, the basic rules are relatively complete, and there will be various unexpected fun in the battle of the whole camp, which is quite fun.

A few hours later, when Toruwell took people to clean up the underground pond, and arranged guards and other related work.

She was surprised to find that the half-elf witcher, whom she valued very much, was looking for people to bet all over the camp with the little card gadgets that dwarves like to play, men, women and children.

The most exasperating thing is that this guy is highly skilled and very lucky. In less than one afternoon, he emptied the pockets of many residents who like to gamble.

He even won some of the gambler's personal belongings, and almost ripped off the opponent's pants.

This made Toruwell feel a little ashamed. If she hadn't come over to stop it in time, maybe those gamblers who lost their eyes would do something that would embarrass her even more.

Wayne also realized that he was getting carried away, but he couldn't be blamed for this, because he found that to upgrade the Gwent card level and obtain the luck attribute, it didn't need long-term hard work and hard work like swordsmanship and magic seal, and gradually increase the proficiency.

If you want to improve the proficiency of the Gwent card level, you must wager against others, and you must win to have any effect.

Judging from the results of his test this afternoon, if he wins an ordinary person who doesn't understand anything and just makes up numbers, the Gwent card level will not improve at all.

But if he wins against a veteran player who can play Gwent, he will gain one or two points of proficiency depending on their strength.

But it's a pity that winning money repeatedly can't increase proficiency like scoring points. It seems that he can only win a proficiency reward from everyone.

After getting the test results, Wayne's goal was achieved. He scratched his head pretending to be apologetic, and said to Toruwell with a sincere expression:
"I'm sorry, Toruville, I just learned this new game, and I'm a little carried away?"

"This game is very interesting, maybe you should also take time to learn it, it will exercise your thinking ability and make you smarter."

"As for these personal items, you can take them back and return them to your residents. Tell them that you bought them from me, and they will thank you even more."

However, the female elf frowned slightly when she heard the words, then took out a hundred ducats from the pocket on her belt, handed them to Wayne, and said:

"Just do what you say, Wayne."

"But I'm not going to take these things for nothing, you won them back, you deserve them."

Wayne shrugged his shoulders indifferently to Toluwell's actions. Instead of continuing to talk about the Gwent card, he started talking about the business directly.

"Although my companion Geralt is injured, I will continue to help you clean up this ruin."

"Of course, if I'm the only one cleaning up, I'll be more careful and it may take a little longer. I hope you don't mind."

Toruwell is quite sensible. From the battle situation this morning, she also saw that if she wants to clean up this ruin, she must hire a demon hunter.

Otherwise, with the elves and dwarves under her command, she would have to sacrifice a lot to complete this work.

As for the consumption of time, there is no need to worry. The lifespan of non-human races is generally longer, and time is not a very urgent matter for them.

The next day, Wayne replenished his supplies and resumed work under Geralt's urging.

In order to allow Wayne to fight more safely, White Wolf even temporarily lent him his silver sword to use.

This is a silver sword with countless inscriptions engraved on it. Compared with ordinary steel swords, this silver sword has some kind of metal added. It is light, sharp, and very strong.

It is said that this is the most valuable piece of equipment on Geralt, much more expensive than his armor or mount. Before each battle, he has to think twice, and only choose to use this weapon when he is sure that he has to use the silver sword.

In normal times, I am even reluctant to take it out at all, and always hide it on the radish, not easy to use.

And during the battle, White Wolf will also be very careful not to let the sword be chipped or damaged, otherwise, the price of repairing the sword will be higher than his task reward.

Thinking of the look in Geralt's eyes as if lending his wife to someone else when he lent the sword, Wayne wanted to laugh, but was also moved.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, these demon hunters of the wolf school really valued love and righteousness. They were not brothers, but better than brothers.

And to be able to have a group of good brothers who can treat each other sincerely in this cold and barbaric era is undoubtedly a warming thing.

(End of this chapter)