Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

When Wayne agreed to Francesca's invitation and went to look for Geralt in the camp, he found the famous white wolf surrounded by a group of young inhuman races, with a cheerful smile on his face.

Opposite him, the big-nosed dwarf Holden was reluctantly handing over his money bag with a very depressed expression.

Apparently, Geralt's year spent honing his Gwent skills in the Northern Kingdoms, as well as some rare Gwent cards he shamelessly requested from Wayne, helped him avenge his disgrace and win his first Gwent's mentor, the dwarf Horton.

The surrounding Gwent fans also cheered for Geralt's victory because of the wonderful showdown between the two.

Looking at the lively atmosphere over there, Wayne thought for a moment and didn't push in.

Rather than dealing with these strange elves and dwarves, it would be more enjoyable to return to Toluvel and get along with this beautiful elf.

His personality is not actually outgoing. Although he is not socially anxious, he still prefers to interact with people he knows.

The same was true when he was in Vizima City. If it wasn't a request introduced by an acquaintance, or if he saw someone he met, he wouldn't accept it at all.

It was almost evening at this time, and when I found Toluvel again, she was in her room, reading a book by the light of a kerosene lamp.

Seeing Wayne returning, the female elf was a little surprised. She put down her books, moved a stool for Wayne, poured another cup of floral-scented tea, and asked:

"Anything else you want to see me for, Wayne?"

Wayne sat on the chair, scratched his face, and said with some embarrassment:

"There are so many new people in the camp, and I don't even know them. Only when I'm with you can I feel more comfortable."

Toluvel was stunned when he heard this, wondering if he had misunderstood Wayne's meaning. A slightly shy smile appeared on his usually serious face.

She picked up a metal wine bottle from her bedside table, pointed it at Wayne, and said:

"Want to try my secret apple cider again? These are apples picked from Baihua Valley. They taste better than last time."

"Actually, after talking to you more than half a year ago, I have thought about it a lot, and I happen to have a lot of ideas in my mind that I want to talk to you about again."

Wayne felt that Toluvel's eyes always had a seductive meaning when he spoke. He was no longer a rookie and understood what it meant. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he did not refuse.

Looking at the slender figure, but looking like a female leopard, with her whole body full of feminine charm, no man can refuse her.

He took out his magic wine flask, shook it at Toluvel, and said:

"I also have some fine wines from Toussaint here. We can drink them slowly and chat slowly."

"It just so happens that there is still a long time tonight. If you feel bored, I can also teach you some Gwent skills."

Toluvel smiled upon hearing this and took off the fur coat on her body, revealing her fair skin and a white silk shirt underneath.

She picked up her own hip flask and poured a glass of secret cider for Wayne. Then she picked up Wayne's magic flask and poured a glass of fragrant red wine into her own glass.

With a rosy look on his face he said:

"I'm just a novice, you have to teach me well."

At noon the next day, when Wayne came out of Toluvel's room, the female elf was still asleep.

He no longer wore the heavy demon hunter armor, but instead put on a set of light and handsome satin clothes.

On his way to find Geralt, Wayne obviously noticed that the attitude of the people in this camp towards him had changed a lot. Most people seemed to be closer to him and would take the initiative to put on their clothes when meeting him. Smiling, while some young elves showed obvious hostility towards him.

Wayne knew the reason for this, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Toluvel seemed to be very loved and respected by this group of non-human races.

When he found Geralt, the famous White Wolf was holding several smooth branches with mushrooms of various sizes, colors and patterns strung on them. He placed these mushrooms on the flames. , roasted squeakingly, and an attractive fragrance gradually emanated from the mushrooms.

This is grilled poisonous mushrooms, a dish that Geralt is best at, and a dish that is unique to witchers. As a witcher with full poison resistance, the mushrooms in the forest are delicious but contain various toxins. Mushrooms are a very delicious ingredient for them.

It doesn’t even need seasoning, just skewer it and roast it on the fire, or brush it with some honey, and it will become a delicious delicacy.

Seeing Wayne coming to his side, Geralt whistled lightly, then handed over a bunch of roasted poisonous mushrooms and said with a smile:

"You must be exhausted last night. I could hear your voices even when I was sleeping in the tent. Let's eat some mushrooms to replenish our energy."

Wayne took the mushroom and took a bite without hesitation. The delicious juice was mixed with the tender mushroom meat. It didn't need any seasoning at all, but it exuded a wonderful taste and left an endless aftertaste.

He rolled his eyes, knowing that Geralt was teasing him. Although the female elf had a lot of fun last night, she seemed to be concerned about the impact and tried not to make a sound, which intensified her physical exertion. , fell asleep before dawn, and no one would hear those noises at all.

Not to be outdone, Wayne also asked Geralt teasingly:

"Where's the little elf widow you slept with last time? Didn't you get together this time?"

When Geralt heard this, he shook his head regretfully and said:

"No, I saw that she seemed to have found a new partner, so I didn't disturb her. And you didn't tell me where the sleeping tent was, so I just sat by the fire all night."

When Wayne heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. When he went to find the female elf last night, he didn't expect to stay there for the night, so he forgot about it.

Geralt didn't care about this either. As a senior demon hunter, not to mention sitting next to a fire all night, even sleeping in a sewer full of filth was not unheard of.

He picked up another bunch of roasted poisonous mushrooms, took a bite of the largest one, and then asked vaguely:

"Have you settled your affairs? When will we set off again?"

"It's better to hurry up. I feel like it's going to snow in about half a month."

Wayne thought for a moment and did not tell him that he was going to see the elf sorceress. Instead, he simply mentioned:

"We should stay for another day or two. You can take advantage of this time to buy some drinks and food in a nearby city. When my things are done, we will set off immediately and return to Kaer Morhen."

Geralt heard this, patted Wayne on the shoulder and said:

"Although you may see many things more clearly than me, I still want to warn you, Wayne, not to involve yourself in the struggle for power. It would be too dangerous for these demon hunters who have no backing. .”

Wayne nodded. Although he understood the thoughts of Geralt, Vesemir and other demon hunters, based on his character, he preferred to take the initiative and put the choice on his side, rather than acting like They are just resigned to fate, waiting for crisis or disaster to come.

In the afternoon, Geralt rode his mount Carrot to a nearby human city to buy ingredients that could be stored for a long time.

After all, the people of the Wolf School have to live in the castle for a month or two. If the supplies are not abundant enough, although it will not affect their survival, life will definitely be very difficult.

And in the evening, Toluvel found him again. After a night of lingering last night, although the female elf didn't show too much intimacy when getting along with him, Wayne could feel that this elf The girl has gained more trust in him and seems to have completely regarded him as one of her own.

She walked up to Wayne, held his hand, and led him to a room a hundred meters away from the camp guarded by fully armed elf warriors. After pushing away the elf warriors, she said softly:

"There is a teleportation array in this room. I will go in with you later. When the teleportation array is activated, it will teleport us to the Valley of Flowers hundreds of kilometers away, where Ms. Francesca is waiting for us. "

"This respectable lady has specially prepared a dinner for you. She is very interested in your opinions and wants to have a good chat with you."

(Thanks to Beidangyun, Scarlet Bianhua, Daji and Bigan, Wilderness Demigod, Ghost Saint, Xiao Ye, Long Tao Wang and other big guys for their rewards.)