Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 5 Geralt the White Wolf

Kaer Morhen's life was very simple. Encouraged by the system rewards, Wayne devoted himself to all kinds of witcher training every day.

Through hard work, the feeling of watching his strength become stronger little by little, almost made him to the point where he forgot to sleep and eat.

This kind of monotonous and fulfilling life makes time pass quickly, from summer to early winter almost in a blink of an eye.

Counting the time, it has been almost four months since he came to this world.

During these four months, Wayne didn't waste one bit. Apart from the significant improvement in various skills, almost every day, he would complete a normal-level training task from his mentor, Vesemir.

Wayne (14 years old)
Occupation: Witcher
Level: Level 3 (63/300)

Ability value: 2 points

Attributes: Strength 15, Dexterity 20, Constitution 17, Spirit 20.

Skills: Swordsmanship LV2, Fayin LV2, Gene Mutation LV1.

Special bloodline: Ancient blood (weak, unawakened) requires ten ability points to activate.

Subsidiary skills: Archery LV1, Cooking LV3, Planting LV1.

Four months of hard work, besides allowing Wayne to truly grasp the combat ability of a demon hunter, the most important thing is that the demon hunter profession has also been upgraded by two levels.

Not only did he gain the physical fitness improvement of adding two to all attributes, but he also gained two precious ability points.

According to the instructions given by the system, ability points are extremely precious. They can be used as attribute points to improve physical attributes, and can also be used as skill points to increase skill levels.

And the system also reminded that when each skill is upgraded to the threshold level of level [-], level [-], and level [-], special professional specialties can be unlocked with ability points.

This made Wayne look forward to it very much, and kept the ability points for later use.

At dusk that day, Wayne, as usual, left Kaer Morhen's castle in a happy mood after finishing his daily physical training.

As a member of the big foodie empire, apart from daily training, his favorite thing is to get some wild game ingredients around the castle, and add a la carte for himself and Vesemir.

And the creek less than 300 meters away from the castle is a pretty good collection place.

As the water source closest to Kaer Morhen, Wayne not only set up several fishing traps along the river, often getting fish like small fish and shrimp, but also cultivated a vegetable garden on a flat land not far from the river.

In his previous life, he was a child from the countryside. Although he was not a professional in growing vegetables, he was familiar with them, and he did well.

The old witcher Vesemir was very surprised at his behavior, and even joked that he might be the first witcher in thousands of years who liked being a farmer.

But Wayne didn't care about it. Life in the Middle Ages was too bitter. If he didn't add some fun to his life, the long life of a witcher would be too boring.

Just as he was carrying a few small fish with a straw rope, and picked up a few green vegetables from the vegetable field, he was walking towards the castle.

A slightly heavy footstep suddenly entered his hearing range.

Wayne was startled, thinking that some water ghost accidentally broke into this place along the creek.

He quickly put down the ingredients in his hand, pulled out the unopened steel sword from behind, and faced the direction of the sound, posing as a witcher attacking with swordsmanship.

At this time, Wayne has not officially left the army, and does not have his own silver sword.

However, more than 20 meters away, what caught his eyes was not the expected water ghost, but a man wearing light armor of the wolf school and carrying two swords.

He's leading a dark brown steed with some huge bundles tied right away.

The man was handsome, with vicissitudes of life, with white silver hair, several scars on his face and a pair of golden animal pupils.

Seeing Wayne, the handsome man showed a slightly stiff smile on his paralyzed face, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Long time no see, Wayne."

However, when he saw the pair of beast pupils unique to demon hunters on Wayne's face, he was taken aback for a moment, and then the smile on his face became more cordial.

"It seems that our wolf school has an extra little witcher."

"By the way, where are the other children?"

Seeing this handsome witcher, with just one glance, Wayne recognized who he was through memory.

He is the protagonist of the wizard series novels and the wizard game trilogy, the future most legendary witcher of the wolf school, the warlock pile driver, the gambling king of Gwent, and Geralt of Rivia.

However, none of these future events have happened yet. At this time, Geralt has not even met Yennefer. Ciri, the daughter of destiny who will stir up all forces in the future, is not even an embryo now.

Everyone was Vesemir's apprentice, and Geralt knew Wayne of course, but before, Wayne was like the other children, because they were too young and spent too little time together, so they and Geralt were not considered acquaintances.

Hearing the white wolf asking about other children, Wayne immediately said sadly:

"They didn't survive the final trial, only I survived."

Geralt's eyes darkened when he heard the words, but he quickly recovered. He looked at Kaer Morhen's castle, patted his mount, and said to Wayne:

"Don't dwell too much on the past, Wayne."

"This is the choice of fate, and no one can change it."

"I brought back a lot of food and supplies. This winter, I will spend the winter in the castle."

"Let's have a big meal tonight."

Wayne actually had no impression of the other children, let alone any sadness.

He picked up the vegetables and fresh fish on the ground again, showed off to Geralt, and said with a smile:

"Exactly, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. My cooking skills are no longer what they used to be."

"Tonight, let me show you my craft."

………………

Kaer Morhen Castle Great Hall at night.

Wayne, Vesemir, and Geralt were having dinner around a dining table.

Braised chicken nuggets, smoked grilled fish, stewed beef with potatoes and red wine, plus several kinds of fresh green vegetables, filled the entire table, it was a very hearty dinner.

Geralt, who ran all the way and ran the mountain road for several days, swallowed the delicious food in his mouth, and unconsciously showed an expression of enjoyment on his somewhat paralyzed face, and couldn't help but praise:
"This is the best side dish I've ever had."

"Compared to you, those bearded so-called tavern chefs cook like shit."

Vesemir took a sip of the cold beer that Geralt brought back comfortably, and said with emotion:

"Yes, Geralt."

"Wayne is the most gifted kid I've ever seen."

"It's not just cooking skills. After the grass trial, whether it's seal or swordsmanship, he has grown at an astonishing speed."

"I think that within a few years, he may become the strongest demon hunter among us."

Geralt was very surprised when he heard that. He knew very well that Vesemir was an old-fashioned person and would not lie about this.

It's just that he didn't expect that, as the master of the wolf school, he was so optimistic about Wayne's future development.

(End of this chapter)