Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

In the dining room of Wayne's family, two demon hunters from the Wolf School were gathered around the hot pot made by Wayne, and they were enjoying the delicious food.

The rich-flavored bottom of the pot was boiled with a variety of fresh and delicious ingredients, combined with the sauces prepared with various spices and hot sauces. The deliciousness made Geralt, who had never had hot pot, unable to stop eating.

"You've gained weight, Geralt."

"It seems that living with Yennefer has made you live a good life."

Geralt shrugged his shoulders, picked up a large piece of beef from the hot pot with a spoon, put it in his mouth and ate it happily. After finally swallowing it into his stomach, he smashed his mouth with relish, and then picked it up. After drinking a glass of high-end cherry honey wine, he said meaningfully:

"You should be doing well, Wayne. I see that your wine cabinet is almost full of wine. You must have worked hard at night."

"Besides, a lot of good things have been added to this house. It seems that you have not been idle during this time."

"Can you tell me what you have done in the six months since I left?"

Wayne chuckled. There was nothing worth concealing about what he had done, so he briefly talked about some of the tasks he had performed and some of the monsters he had encountered.

Of course, he spoke in the most detail about Willen's actions. He also told about his acquisition of precious elven manuscripts, green dragon materials, and his acquaintance with George.

"Green Dragon? Evil God Dagan? Gryphon School?"

Initially, Geralt was a little unhappy when he heard that Wayne had participated in Willen's dragon-slaying mission, but after hearing his explanation, he invited the golden dragon Borch and a demon hunter from the Griffin School to join him. Only then did he turn into an interested expression.

He had met a guy from the Griffin School more than ten years ago, but that guy was old-fashioned and didn't like to receive money for his work. He always liked to preach to others, which was not likable.

Wayne nodded and said:

"Yes, his name is George. He is a demon hunter with superb swordsmanship and the ability to use powerful seals. Their past Griffin School fortress was located in the Kovir Mountains."

"But it seems that due to an avalanche planned by a warlock, their school suffered heavy losses, and now it is almost completely withered."

When Geralt heard this, his expression became a little silent, and he said in a dull voice:

"George of the Griffin School? This is a famous guy. When he became a demon hunter, I was not even born yet. Do you still remember the painting we carved on the wall of Kaer Morhen?"

Wayne thought for a few seconds after hearing this, and then asked with a strange expression:

"George the Dragon Slayer?"

Geralt nodded and said:

"Yes, that's the painting, the mural of a demon hunter riding a horse, killing a huge monster under the cheers of the people."

"This incident was very famous at the time and spread widely, but the local rulers and residents did not know that the horses ridden by the witchers are only means of transportation. We do not fight on horses, and George killed It’s not an evil dragon, it’s just a petrified cockatrice.”

When Wayne heard this, he was also amused by the joke. He did have this painting in his memory. When he met George, he didn't expect that George was the protagonist in the painting.

It can only be said that the life of a demon hunter is really very long. Maybe before you die, what you do will become a legend in the mouths of others, and it may even have been passed down for several generations.

It's a pity that the glorious era of demon hunters has ended, and the current life of demon hunters is very miserable. This also gave Wayne the idea of ​​​​reviving this profession.

After talking about George, the two also talked about the evil god Dagan and the underwater half-murloc city under Lake Vizima.

I heard that this incident involved the Lady of the Lake, and that the purpose of the evil god Dagan was to turn this huge lake into the territory of his evil god, threatening the security of the entire Kingdom of Temeria. Geralt I agreed without thinking for long.

However, he suggested that this matter should be officially carried out until next spring. When they leave Kaer Morhen, they can bring all the brothers from the Wolf School, and then make an appointment with George from the Griffin School, and four or five hunters. If the demons act together, even the evil god Dagan shouldn't be a big problem.

Wayne readily agreed to Geralt's proposal, which was similar to his original plan, except that in his plan, he had to invite a few more spellcasters to act together.

The two of them ate, drank, bragged and bickered, until after finishing all the ingredients in the hot pot, Geralt stretched with unsatisfied content, his expression indescribably happy.

Perhaps staying by Yennefer's side can allow Geralt the White Wolf to experience the happiness of love, but only when he is next to his good brother can he truly relax, show no scruples, and reveal his unabashed character.

"It's going to snow soon, so we have to hurry up and get going to Kaer Morhen."

"If we don't set off soon, the mountain will be closed due to heavy snow."

Wayne nodded after hearing this. They had been down the mountain for nine months, and he missed Teacher Vesemir and the other brothers of the Wolf School quite a lot.

Moreover, he now has money and excellent equipment-making materials such as dragon skin and keel. He plans to prepare some good gifts for each brother after returning this time.

Of course, even if you want to return to Kaermohan, you don't have to act immediately. There is just a dilapidated castle. You must bring some living supplies as in previous years before you can set off.

And Wayne is different from Geralt and other lonely witchers. He has to take two days to say goodbye to his friends in Wikima City one by one. Tell them that he will return here next spring, so that Don't worry about them.

Keira's reaction was a bit intense. After all, they had been having fun every few days for the past six months, and suddenly they couldn't see each other for several months, which made the sorceress a little unaccustomed.

But the relationship between the two parties was neither a couple nor a lover, and she had no reason to keep Wayne, so she could only sulk a little, and at the same time, she thought more deeply about the relationship between the two.

A few days later, Wayne and Geralt bought a lot of supplies in the city, prepared a lot of gifts, and stuffed the two mounts to the brim.

He entrusted his house to the little earth spirit Lala and his family to take care of it, then left Vizima City and started his journey back to Kaer Morhen according to the route he came from.

This return trip was different from when they came. Without the obstacle of the mission, they moved even faster. Wayne rode his mount Lucifer, and together with Geralt, it took only one day to arrive at the floating port town.

They did not stop in this small town, but found them at the port. The captain, Wesker the Blackbeard, was appointed by Wayne in advance.

The captain from Skellige still looked the same as he had seen at the beginning of the year. He was strong and wearing a gray fur coat. He looked like a black bear walking upright.

The last time the cooperation was quite pleasant, this time Blackbeard Wesker specially reserved the two best cabins for the two of them, and provided them for the use of the two witchers.

At the same time, after a whole year of hard work, Wesker has assembled a more sophisticated deck, preparing to compete with Wayne on Gwent and wash away the humiliation of failure in the first half of the year.

Of course, such an idea was in vain. Even though Wayne showed mercy in many ways, he still beat the crap out of Wesker and his crew and won a lot of specialties from the Skellige Islands.

On the other hand, Geralt, who was equally confident, lost dozens of Orens under the superb card skills of Blackbeard Wesker. This made the famous White Wolf very frustrated, and at the same time he became even more obsessed with studying the Kunde card. technology.

It was another seven or eight days of sailing, and it was not until late October that Wayne and Geralt set foot on the territory of the Kaedwen Kingdom again.

After arriving in this country that impressed Wayne deeply and also held serious discrimination against non-human races, Wayne immediately thought of Toruvel, whom he had met in the elven ruins, and their group of non-human races. resident.

When the two parted, there was an agreement that they would meet again when they returned to the north at the end of the year.

Wayne would never break his promise. Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early and the snow had not yet started to fall in the northern countries, he told Geralt that he wanted to go to the elven ruins.

Geralt didn't forget the place where he learned Gwent cards, and agreed to Wayne's suggestion after thinking about it for a few seconds.

The two quietly moved forward in the Kingdom of Kaedwen, avoiding the human gathering places that discriminated against non-human races. Following the route they had taken at the beginning of the year, they spent a few more days and finally arrived at the place where the elven ruins were located. That forest.

When they were riding horses and heading towards the location of the big cave in their memory, before they even got close to the entrance of the cave, a surprising voice came from the trees not far away.

"Wayne! Is that you?"

As soon as the words fell, a slender and beautiful elf girl in a fur coat with two black braids jumped down from the tree.

It was Toluvel who I hadn’t seen for more than half a year.

(Three chapters have been updated, and there will be another chapter in the afternoon, huh!)