Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

The footprints on the ground were very clear, and the three Waynes ignored the burning village and soon followed the footprints into the swamp forest.

After learning that Wayne had no experience in operating in swamps, George took the initiative and followed the tracks while teaching him how to survive in the swamp, such as how to avoid poisonous snakes, how to find water sources, and how to determine where the mud traps were and where they were. A place to put your feet on.

Everyone stopped and walked along the way. George was indeed a legendary demon hunter who had been active for hundreds of years and was finally able to challenge the green dragon. The practical teaching along the way allowed Wayne to learn a lot of useful knowledge.

Although it is difficult to find the footprints in the swamp, the senses of demon hunters are beyond ordinary people, and they can always find the correct path through clues.

After about twenty minutes, a ruins paved with hard stone slabs appeared in front of the three of them.

"Elf Ruins!"

Through the architectural style and some broken elven writings, Wayne immediately recognized the origin of this ruins.

But there is nothing surprising about this. In this world, you can see the ruins of elves anywhere. That prosperous civilization once spread its footprints all over the world.

Although their civilization has almost died, you can always find their heritage in places where humans have not yet set foot.

The three of them did not stop outside the ruins, and soon followed the dried mud tracks and found the entrance to an underground ruins.

Before entering the underground ruins, Wayne's witcher's keen hearing heard the noisy human voices coming from below the ruins.

"Quick, light the fire."

"The moisture in the swamp is so heavy that the children and the elderly are almost freezing if they come here all night long."

"I'm hungry, Mom, I'm hungry, Dad, where are you?"

"Stop arguing, that monster just flew away, be careful to lure it back."

Listening to these noisy sounds, Wayne looked at each other and the other two, and then walked out first.

Just as I walked down the stairs, I saw hundreds of plainly dressed civilians crowded into the damp underground ruins.

In the center of the crowd, under the command of a middle-aged strong man, some young adults were holding piles of things that looked like ancient books, adding them to the fire like firewood.

Wayne was stunned at first and couldn't help walking up to take a closer look. Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of others.

A middle-aged man who seemed to have a good status among civilians came out of the crowd and wanted to ask something.

Wayne suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and shouted to those who wanted to throw more books into the fire:

"Put down what you're holding, don't burn it."

Several other young people stopped when they heard this, but the middle-aged man ignored Wayne and was holding a pile of books and was about to throw them into the fire.

Wayne was not polite to him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar. He lifted the strong man, who was about 1.8 meters tall, like a little chicken. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break Wei Wei's collar. Well arms.

"Did you hear that? I told you not to burn them. These books are quite valuable and are not for you to use as firewood."

Wayne's stern voice and tall and majestic figure quickly frightened the surrounding villagers, causing them all to involuntarily retreat to the center.

After many upgrades, the strengthening of holy water, and the strengthening of genetic mutations, Wayne's current physical strength may not be the top among demon hunters, but it is definitely among the top three.

Regardless of strength, speed or physique, it has far exceeded that of ordinary humans, about four to five times their strength.

Without using weapons, he could defeat dozens of poor people even with his bare hands.

Upon seeing this, some timid villagers immediately put the books in their hands on the ground and shrank back into the crowd. The leading middle-aged man first looked at the armor and weapons on Wayne and George, and then hesitated a few times. After a few seconds, he asked carefully:

"Sir, we are all villagers from Lower Valen Village who fled here. We have neither money nor food. Please don't hurt us."

Wayne looked at the strong man who had been lifted up with one hand and his cheeks were red from holding back. Then he looked at the fearful or worried eyes of the civilians around him. He did not continue to embarrass them. He pushed lightly with his right hand. He threw the middle-aged man two or three meters away and fell to the ground.

George frowned and approached Wayne and asked softly:

"What's wrong? Wayne, what happened?"

Wayne pointed to the books on the ground and the remains that had been burned to ashes in the fire, shook his head slightly and said:

"It's not a big deal, but these manuscripts should be left by the elves. I seemed to have seen the drawings of the Griffin School just now."

"It would be such a waste if they burned it."

George was shocked when he heard this. After hearing the drawings of the Griffin School, he did not bother to ask Wayne again, but began to collect the somewhat dilapidated and damaged manuscripts on the ground.

Wayne looked like a disguised human being at this time. He was wearing fine armor and had a gleaming sword on his waist. He was tall and handsome, and was accompanied by two bodyguard-like figures, so these villagers subconsciously thought that He may be a noble young master from somewhere, but no one dares to make any mistakes.

Seeing that all the villagers were silent, Wayne looked at the leading middle-aged man, frowned, and asked calmly:

"We saw a green dragon attacking the village, so we came here specifically to deal with that green dragon."

"But when we arrived at the village, the green dragon was nowhere to be found, and you villagers seemed to have evacuated early, so we found this place."

Hearing that Wayne and the others were here specifically to deal with the Green Dragon warriors, not robbers or thugs, the leading middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"My lord, I am the mayor of Lower Wallen Village, Jeff. I don't know if there is anything I can do for you."

Wayne raised his head arrogantly, with no expression on his face. He knew that the people of Willen were simple and honest, and they couldn't be too gentle with these unruly people. Otherwise, these guys would take advantage of them and be quite ungrateful.

He raised his voice slightly, imitating the speaking habits of the nobles in Vizima City, and said:

"Tell me, civilians, how did you find this place? How did you evacuate the village in advance?"

"Also, why did that green dragon attack you? Where is it now?"

Wayne's series of questions left the leading village leader, Jeff, in a daze. However, he was afraid that Wayne and others would be detrimental to the villagers, so the village leader Jeff said with a somewhat tangled expression:

"We don't know what happened, or why the green dragon came to attack our village."

"After nightfall last night, Mrs. Lin Zhong's messenger suddenly ran to my house and informed me that we should take shelter in advance."

"We didn't dare not listen to Madam's words, so we followed the address Madam told us and hid in this elf ruins overnight."

"As for the green dragon you are talking about, we only saw it burning our village from a distance when we were escaping."

"But whoever dared to look too much while running for his life only saw it flying towards the depths of the swamp."

Wayne's frown deepened when he heard that Mrs. Lin Zhong had informed these villagers to evacuate in advance.

If this is really the case, then obviously the three old witches knew in advance that the green dragon would attack Xiawalen Village. Flies do not bite seamless eggs. The reason why the green dragon attacked was probably because of these three An old witch caused trouble.

However, since no one saw exactly where the flying dragon flew to, the clues were interrupted.

Wayne turned to look at George. The demon hunters of the Griffin School had collected the manuscripts and were holding a manuscript, looking at it with a slightly excited expression. Apparently they had found the equipment he just saw. drawing.

He thought for a while and said to the village chief and George:

"George, these villagers will definitely have a hard time staying here without water, food, or heating supplies."

"You ask the village chief to send some people to go back to the village with you. The green dragon there has already flown away, so he probably won't come back for the time being."

"After you bring back the necessary supplies, we will set off to the depths of the swamp to find news about the green dragon."

After hearing the words, George glanced at Wayne and nodded. He put the collected manuscripts beside Wayne, and was about to lead people to set off.

Borch suddenly gave Wayne a wink, and then said:

"Let me go out too, Wayne."

"Staying here and waiting is not an option. I will try to find the green dragon first. If I get any news, I will come back and inform you."

Maybe they are both dragons, and Borch has an easier way to find the green dragon. Thinking of this, Wayne agreed with Borch.

He turned his head, looked at the village head Jeff, pretended to be serious, and said very forcefully:

"The Green Dragon will be dealt with by our people, but you must follow our orders and not act rashly."

"Now, let your people collect all the elf books here for me. I will take these things away."

(Thanks to Unsatisfactory Single, King of Dragons, and Red Bianhua for their rewards.)

(There is another chapter in the afternoon, okay!)