Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 39 To Vizima

In the largest tavern in Floating Harbor, Wayne's big game has reached its climax.

Unlike the gambling game last night, due to the spread of news about the big gambling game, almost [-]% of the townspeople in the floating port came here this afternoon to join in the fun.

The onlookers all held their breath and paid attention to the situation of the game.

There were too many people who came to join in the fun, too many to fit in this big tavern, and there was no business in the brothel on the second floor. Those women who were dressed in flashy clothes and scantily clad were all lying on the banister of the stairs, discussing the grand occasion of the game in a low voice.

More than a dozen soldiers stood at the four corners of the tavern, holding weapons in their hands, watching the scene of the game on tiptoe, also full of amazement.

Some onlookers who arrived late could only stand helplessly outside the tavern, sharing the lively atmosphere inside with the dense crowd through the windows.

Dandelion, wearing a gorgeous tights, hugged his lute, singing and yelling hard.

"Dengdengdengdeng!"

"Victory streak, the demon hunter from the wolf school, Mr. Wayne, has achieved today's winning streak."

"The prize money at the scene has reached as high as 430 five Oren."

"There are still challengers?"

"Will there be new challengers?"

"It was a legendary victory, a miracle worthy of epic."

"If someone can end his winning streak, then this person will definitely become the hero of Floating Harbor and be recorded in the history of Floating Harbor forever."

"What are you waiting for, that lucky one may be you, everyone is looking forward to your victory."

"Come on, as long as you have an Oren card and a Gwent card, you have a chance to become that hero."

Hearing Dandelion's provocative flattery, some Gwent players who were timid because of Wayne's [-]-match winning streak immediately mustered up their courage again.

A young businessman stood up first, threw an Oren on the table, picked up his Gwent card, and sat opposite Wayne with a flat smile on his face.

The new gamble started quickly and ended quickly. In less than 5 minutes, the young businessman was drawn by Wayne for a beautiful Gwent card because of his failure.

But soon, another challenger took his place.

However, these floating port residents and tourists are just ordinary people after all. They are neither real Gwent card masters, nor do they collect a whole set of powerful rare cards like the wealthy businessman Levardon.

And the Wayne they were facing had already drawn close to a hundred cards from the loser after two consecutive days of big bets. Although the deck in his hand lacked that kind of extremely rare and powerful cards, after so many adjustments, it had been perfected to perfection.

The level of the Gwent cards that come with the system has also been raised to level four after many battles. With the blessing of four points of luck, betting against ordinary people is almost like cheating. You can get any card you want.

How long an average player can last in front of him almost depends on when Wayne wants him to fail.

Although Dandelion's instigation made some Gwent players eager to try, but after seeing Wayne defeat five challengers in a row, reaching 55 consecutive victories, no one in the tavern wanted to challenge this terrifying Gwent player anymore.

The registration fee for an Oren is not expensive, but at least it can give people a few good meals. Rather than wasting it in vain, it is better to stay and do other things.

Finally, after no one continued to challenge for more than ten minutes in a row, Dandelion blushed with excitement, and announced in a high-pitched voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, good people of Floating Harbor."

"I'm announcing now, this unprecedented big game, the earth-shattering Gwent card tournament."

"Its final champion is our wolf demon hunter, Mr. Wayne."

"In this big gamble, he defeated a hundred challengers in a row and never lost. He is a well-deserved super Gwent player."

"He will become a legend in Floating Harbor and be remembered by everyone, ten years, 20 years, 50 years, or even 100 years."

"He is the true floating port champion."

Having said that, Dandelion put down the lute in his hand, raised his hands, clapped his palms, and after attracting everyone's attention, he announced loudly:
"Now, everyone, I have good news for you."

"You are very honored. Our floating port champion is a generous and good man. Since no one can win this prize, he decided to give half of the prize, a full 230 Oren, to the tavern owner as a reward for everyone's enthusiasm."

"Starting today, every floating port resident can get a free glass of ale from the boss until the money is spent."

"This is a commendable act of generosity, let's cheer together."

Under the mobilization of Dandelion, after hearing that there will be free beer for a few days, all the surrounding residents cheered excitedly.

Maybe in the future, they won't remember the Gwent master who won hundreds of Oren in the tavern, but they will definitely be impressed by the Floating Harbor champion who invited them to drink ale for a few days.

However, the lively atmosphere is always short-lived. Shortly after the big game ended, under the supervision of the soldiers, the crowd began to disperse one after another.

It was already night, and the residents happily took away a glass of free ale, and then began to return home in twos and threes. Their satisfied expressions were obviously excited to participate in such an interesting competition.

And Wayne and Geralt didn't want to cause trouble, they packed their luggage a long time ago, and prepared to set off early the next morning and embark on the journey again.

Their next stop was Temeria's Vizima City, which was the capital of Temeria and the city where the king's palace was located. It gathered a large number of nobles, rich merchants, soldiers, gangsters, and poor people. It was the most affluent place in Vizima.

In that city, fish and dragons were mixed together, all kinds of bizarre events emerged one after another, and there were a large number of commissions, which just needed to be solved by demon hunters like them.

After learning that Geralt's destination was Vizima, our poet Dandelion immediately said that he would go there together.

At the same time, the poet classmate who likes to scout around for information also told Wayne and the others a piece of news.

The big businessman Revardon who lost to him at the gambling table for three hundred oren before, his caravan will also set off tomorrow morning, and the destination is also Vizima.

Upon hearing the news, Wayne's eyes lit up, and he immediately said that he would talk to Levardon to see if he could take over the task of guarding.

He didn't care about the poor reward, but because, moving with a large group of people, he could not only get a comfortable carriage, but also get some food.

The most important thing is that he can get a mission from Revarden.

Wayne has always warned himself that if you want to become stronger, you must seize every opportunity to become stronger.

The lifespan of a demon hunter is indeed very long, but if you don't seize the opportunity to increase your strength, you might turn into a corpse in an accident.

(End of this chapter)