Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 62 The transaction is completed (seeking collection, recommendation, and monthly pass)

In the world of men, being able to win a sword through the second child is definitely something that one can be proud of for a lifetime.

Wayne briefly showed off the experience of last night with his good brother. He didn't tell Geralt Keira's identity, but simply described Keira's beauty and enthusiasm, Maisie's shyness, and the big battle that lasted all night.

Then, under the envious eyes of Geralt and Dandelion, he drank the cold beer in the glass and said:

"It's all trivial. I'm still inferior to you in this respect. I heard that in the brothel circle of Vizima, there is a legend about a white-haired macho. I heard that there are girls who are willing to receive you without paying."

After praising Geralt, Wayne's expression became more serious, and he said:
"By the way, Levardon's commission will start the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Let me be on duty in the first week. It's just right. I want to try whether this sword is suitable for my hand. I just don't know if those monsters are worth my use of this sword."

Of course, he also had another purpose, which was to avoid Keira's birthday party by executing the entrustment, so as not to be a little embarrassing in the future.

Geralt took a sip of the dark beer, nodded and said:
"Okay, then leave it to me in the second week. It just so happens that I just received a commission. Some monsters were found in the sewers of Vizima New City. I went to investigate yesterday. It should be Chikimo."

"To be honest, the sewers in the new city are intricate and complicated, and no one has managed them for thousands of years. Now that the construction of the city has made such a big noise, I won't be surprised no matter what monsters appear in it."

"Even in the future, after the new Vizima is built, the city will not be peaceful."

Wayne nodded. Knowing the future history, he knows better that Vizima is indeed a city full of disasters. Ten years later, due to the influence of the Black Death brought back by Ciri through the Middle Ages, a plague will break out and cause the death of a large number of residents.

Coupled with the impact of various wars, coups, occupation by the southern army and other man-made disasters, perhaps 20 years later, the surviving residents of this city may be less than half of the original.

The two were chatting, when a young man in sackcloth walked into the tavern. He first came to the counter, chatted with Old York, and then found Wayne's table under the guidance of Old York.

The young man's skin was all wheat-colored, and even though it was early spring, his clothes were wet with sweat. He was obviously engaged in a job that was often exposed to the sun.

He came to Wayne's table, saluted Wayne politely, handed him a letter, and said:

"Mr. Wayne, you have a letter from City Hall."

Wayne took a look at the letter and found that the sender was the political officer Peter whom he had met a few days ago. He couldn't help but smile.

It seems that after being left alone by him for a few days, the political officer couldn't wait any longer, and even took the initiative to write a letter asking him to have dinner in the tavern at night.

It just so happened that the matter of the house has been dragging on for several days, so I'll go check it out tonight and see if it can be resolved.

He took out two copper coins, handed them to the young man as a tip, and put the letter away.

Geralt looked at the back of the young messenger leaving, and asked Wayne:
"Whose letter? Has something happened?"

Wayne smiled and shook his head, without explaining too much, just simply said:

"The matter of the house has a plan, and we should be able to live in a big house in a short time."

Geralt didn't show any expectant expression when he heard that, he just said lightly:
"Although I really want to tell you, we demon hunters have always lived in nowhere, and we don't need a stable home."

"However, you decide your own affairs, and I will not stop you."

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In the evening, according to the address on the letter, Wayne came to a tavern near the wealthy district. After entering, he immediately saw Peter, an elegant political officer.

Holding a glass of red wine, he listened to the bard's performance, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After meeting Wayne, Peter seemed very enthusiastic, even more enthusiastic than the last time he was at City Hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the political officer got straight to the point and asked:
"Several days have passed, I wonder if Mr. Wayne has made a decision, which house do you want to buy?"

Hearing this, Wayne took a sip of beer, then put on a somewhat embarrassed expression, and said hesitantly:

"To be honest, Mr. Peter, I originally planned to buy a high-end house, both as a residence and as an investment in Vizima City."

"However, a few days ago, a friend of mine had a financial crisis. I lent him a large sum of money. Now I am afraid that the funds for buying a house are not enough."

Peter was a little anxious when he heard the words. A large part of the reason why he took the initiative to find Wayne this time was because the performance summary meeting for the first quarter of the first half of the year was about to be held. The difference between him and the No. 1 administrative officer was the performance of a high-end house.

If Wayne can win this single performance, it will be very helpful to his future in the city hall.

Hearing that Wayne seemed to shrink back, Peter couldn't help persuading him:

"Mr. Wayne, the new city is just under construction, so there is a chance for a discount. In the future, the residents of the entire Kingdom of Temeria will want to become residents of Vizima, and the housing prices in the city will definitely get higher and higher."

"If you miss this opportunity, you will definitely regret it in the future."

Seeing that Wayne's expression seemed to be moved, Officer Peter hurriedly said while the iron was hot:
"As for the funds you lack, I know a dwarf banker. If you use the house you bought as a mortgage, you should be able to borrow a sum of money from him."

Hearing Peter mention the dwarf banker, Wayne shook his head and said:

"Sorry, Mr. Peter, I'm not going to borrow money from those bankers. These guys are all vampires, and my job income is not stable."

"If I bear a debt, maybe in the end, I will lose everything."

Seeing that Wayne was a bit reluctant and seemed about to give up, Peter became even more anxious, and he asked directly:
"Mr. Wayne, with all due respect, how much Oren you can raise now, let me know in my heart, so that I can better cooperate with you."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Wayne pretended to be a little embarrassed and said:
"I can probably prepare more than 2000 Oren now. Other high-end houses should not be affordable. I think I can buy the house that is said to have some problems."

"You may not know, I know a warlock friend, if the house problem is not big, maybe my friend can help me solve it."

Peter was taken aback when he heard the words, and his anxious expression returned to normal. He looked Wayne up and down again, and then said with a smile:

"Mr. Wayne, don't take me for a fool. I can find out where you live. Didn't I ask about your information?"

"You are a witcher yourself, maybe you can solve the problem in that house by yourself, right?"

Wayne glanced at Peter in surprise, seeing the shrewd look in the other's eyes, he simply stopped being so secretive.

"Haha, Mr. Peter is really a shrewd official, but I think that I want to buy that house, it should have nothing to do with my own occupation."

"Of course, I'm not in a hurry. Maybe I'll wait for another month or two. When the notoriety of this house spreads wider, I'll take over again. Maybe it will be cheaper."

"However, if other political officials contact me during this period, I will not refuse."

When Peter heard this, his face changed a little, and he immediately recovered the warm and kind smile just now. He picked up the wine jug and poured Wayne a glass of wine, saying:

"Haha, Mr. Wayne, don't say such foreign words."

"Leave this matter to me. I can complete the procedures for you tomorrow. I will give you a [-]% discount on the price. This is already the maximum authority I can give."

"If you have any friends who want to settle in Vizima and buy shops, houses or land here, please come to me."

"I'm sure to give you the best deal."

(Thanks to Fat Cat Jimmy and the two big guys for their rewards, meh!)
(End of this chapter)