Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 54 Dwarf Blacksmith
Although Wayne regretted not being able to get some wool from Levardon with the Gwent card, Geralt's card skills were not what they used to be under his influence.

Coupled with a set of Gwent cards he kindly sponsored, White Wolf can already be called a master of Gwent cards.

The two fought back and forth for seven or eight rounds, until the food served was almost cold, and the two of them stopped with some unsatisfied intentions.

Geralt was a little luckier, and won over a dozen Oren and a relatively common card from Levardon, which made Levarden a little frustrated.

Of course, he didn't care about the little money, but he felt a little regretful that he couldn't get a fortune from Geralt, Wayne's companion.

After lunch, the fat rich businessman wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, smacked his mouth, and said with emotion:
"Ah! Since I ate the bear's paw cooked by Mr. Wayne last time, I feel hard to swallow these rough foods."

"It's just that I don't know when I will have the opportunity to taste that delicious food again."

Wayne chuckled. Of course he knew that Levardon was not as greedy as he said. However, as a big businessman, this guy was quite powerful in Vizima. Ten years later, he even became Princess Yadan's behind-the-scenes benefactor.

Wayne didn't mind, and maintained a good relationship with such a guy.

So he smiled and said:

"It doesn't take long, Mr. Levardon. In a few days, after I move to a new house, I will invite my friends to my house to hold a celebration dinner."

"I sincerely invite you to participate in this celebration. At that time, I will personally cook and carefully prepare a table of delicious food."

Upon hearing this, Revardon showed a surprised smile in cooperation.

"Great, Wayne, I will definitely be there on time for the dinner, I really look forward to that day coming soon"

It has to be said that Revardon's expression is so natural and sincere, if Wayne didn't know his true face, perhaps many people would be deceived by him.

Just like Geralt, Wayne could feel that although Geralt hadn't considered Revarden as a friend yet, he definitely had a good impression of this generous and kind businessman in his heart.

After some entertainment, the three of them finally began to chat about the entrustment.

Revarden's commission was actually not troublesome. This guy spent a lot of money to buy a large forest on the outskirts of Vizima City from the city hall, and planned to build a large lumber camp there.

However, such an industry that develops primeval forests will always encounter various wild monsters in the forest.

According to Rewarden, during this period of time, three loggers have been injured, and other workers cannot work well, which has affected work efficiency.

Therefore, he wanted to hire a witcher to help him clean up the monsters in the forest and ensure the normal operation of the logging camp.

After some conversation, Wayne found that this was a long-term and quite leisurely job. He only took it when there were monsters, and he could fish when he had nothing to do. There was also a fixed salary every week. For a demon hunter, it was simply a good job.

Wayne discussed with Geralt and decided to accept the commission.

However, a lumber camp does not need two demon hunters to guard it. Two of them will be on duty in the lumber camp in shifts, and the other will stay in Vizima to handle the commissions in the city.

After discussing the entrustment, Wayne asked Levardon another matter.

"Mr. Levardon, you have a lot of friends and connections in Vizima City. Can you introduce me to a highly skilled blacksmith? I want to ask him to help me build a piece of equipment."

Revardon paused when he heard the words, he looked up at Wayne, and after thinking about it for more than ten seconds, he said:
"You are really lucky, Mr. Wayne. I doubt whether the goddess of luck is really looking after you."

"Just last month, I recruited a group of dwarven lumberjacks. The foreman's father, Mr. Ohunter, is a highly skilled dwarf blacksmith. It is said that he is also quite a famous weapon master among the carbon mountain dwarves in Mahakam."

"I just got acquainted with him yesterday. I had a drink with him and made some friends."

Having said that, the fat businessman pondered for a few seconds, tapped the table with his index finger with the jeweled ring, and said:

"But you also know that most dwarves have weird personalities. This Master Ohunter is not short of money. If you want him to forge a weapon for you, I don't know if he is willing."

"I can write you a letter of introduction, but you can only solve the rest by yourself."

Wayne was quite satisfied with getting this answer. He nodded and thanked him sincerely:
"Thank you, Mr. Revarden."

After leaving the Kingfisher Hotel, the two headed back to the Fox Tavern. Geralt asked with interest:
"Wayne, are you looking for a dwarf blacksmith to make any equipment?"

Wayne turned his head to look at Geralt, patted the steel sword on his waist, and said:

"You should be able to guess it. I only have a steel sword now, and I don't have a silver sword. Every time I fight, I have to borrow your silver sword. In case of an emergency, isn't that very dangerous?"

Geralt nodded, but asked in surprise:
"Have you saved enough money? My master-level silver sword was forged in Novigrad. It cost me almost a thousand crowns. It took me two full years to save that much money."

In fact, Wayne is a little hard to explain this problem. Recently, he has to buy a new house and forge a silver sword. These two expenses are not small sums. He and Geralt have been staying together, and there is not even a good excuse for the source of the money.

So Wayne could only say vaguely:
"When I defeated the wild dog gang last time, I made a small fortune there."

"Although it is not enough to pay these two expenses, I will find a way when the time comes."

Seeing this, Geralt didn't ask any more questions, but patted Wayne on the shoulder.

The money on his body was only enough for expenses. After going to the Queen of the Night clubhouse last time, he had already spent a lot of money, and there was no extra money to lend to Wayne.

After returning to the Fox Tavern, before Geralt could sit still, Dandelion ran over again. He winked in Geralt's ear and said a few words, and the two hooked up and went out again.

Wayne probably guessed what the two of them wanted to do, and probably wanted to rescue those wandering women again.

Since Wayne rejected their invitation several times, when the two went to that kind of place, they didn't invite him any more.

Wayne wasn't even interested in these vulgar fans. It happened that Geralt wasn't by his side this afternoon, so he could feel at ease and prepare to open another wave of treasure chests.

Whether it is forging a silver sword or buying a house, a large amount of money will be needed. He now has less than a thousand orens in total, and it is estimated that he will need to prepare at least three thousand orens to cover the expenses of these two things.

Greeted Old York standing behind the counter, Wayne was about to go upstairs to open the box, Old York suddenly said:
"Hey! Little bastard, I've sold out of your stuff, remember to come to me to get the money."

Hearing this, Wayne looked back at Old York, and couldn't help but feel a little bit emotional, a local snake is a local snake, and within a week, all the stolen goods were disposed of.

He was in need of money right now, and it was a timely gift.

He thanked Old York a few words, but Old York didn't appreciate it, but snorted and said:
"Hmph! It will be the anniversary of your mother's death soon. Remember to donate a sum of money to the Church of Melitia and pay homage to your mother."

"Anyway, if she hadn't insisted on sending you to become a witcher, maybe you would have died long ago."

(Thank you for the rewards from the two big guys today, and thank you for your support. PS: Your names are all numbers, and you can’t copy them yet. I’m lazy, so I won’t write them down. Meh!)
(End of this chapter)