Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

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In the training ground, Wayne and Eskel were conducting daily swordsmanship training again. The two iron swords used for training continued to collide with fierce sparks under their control. The sound of metal colliding filled the entire training ground. , two agile figures came and went, fighting fiercely, and the several demon hunters watching on the side also had different expressions.

Wayne's swordsmanship was fierce and nimble, with every move hitting the vital point and changing so much that Eskel had to concentrate all his energy to barely resist.

As for Eskel's swordsmanship, he is very open and close. Every move and every move is powerful and heavy, fast, steady and has a very wide range.

Even with Wayne's agility, he sometimes had to endure several attacks to completely avoid them.

Although neither of them used their full strength, Wayne gradually felt that his attack methods had been seen through by the other party, and it became increasingly difficult to deal with them.

Finally, when the iron sword in his hand was almost deformed by continuous slashes, he was the first to raise his hands and surrender.

Seeing him raise his hands in surrender, even with Eskel's calm character, he couldn't help but smile.

Since this period of swordsmanship training, the young junior has put more and more pressure on him, and he is also afraid that one day he will lose face as a senior like Lambert.

Fortunately, the large red mutation inducer is indeed very effective. Since implanting this mutation, Eskel can clearly feel that his strength and agility have begun to grow. It has only been less than a week, and it has increased by about 10%. About a tenth.

This kind of growth rate is undoubtedly a very surprising thing for a demon hunter whose body will not change after it is finalized.

Wayne wiped the sweat from his forehead. The fight that took less than ten minutes just now consumed a lot of stamina. However, looking at the senior demon hunter opposite who was also sweating, he smiled and said:

"It seems that the transplant operation was successful. Congratulations to you, Eskel. I can already clearly feel that your strength and speed have increased."

Before Eskel, who had a clumsy mouth, could answer, Lambert, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, couldn't help shouting:

"Damn, I didn't expect this thing to be so useful. The old man didn't tell me earlier. Every time I kill monsters and see this thing, I don't even bother to pick it up. It's all wasted."

“I don’t know if I’ve ever missed such a good thing.”

When Geralt heard this, he smiled crookedly and said:

"Who told you not to work hard at reading? Among us, you are the laziest, the least patient, and the least likely to read."

"You may not know that in addition to being used for transplant operations, mutation inducers can also be used to brew special decoctions. Although they are extremely toxic, at certain times, they can be a valuable resource that can save lives."

"Even small and medium-sized ones are still very valuable materials. If you sell them to warlocks, you can get a lot of money."

"At the party next year, you can sell me the mutants you collected. Don't forget, you already owe me fifty crowns in gambling debt."

Hearing Geralt mention this matter in front of his juniors, Lambert immediately felt that he was losing face and shouted loudly:

"Geralt, you haven't forgotten, have you? Thirteen years ago, when we were carrying out a commission together in Novigrad, you were detained by a brothel because of debts. Who raised the money to redeem you, right?"

"If I hadn't sold my beloved meteorite dagger, I'm afraid you would have stayed in jail for half a year."

"Why do you have the nerve to bring up such a small gambling debt in front of me every day?"

Geralt twitched his lips when he heard this. The two of them had agreed not to tell anyone else about this matter, but they didn't expect Lambert to be so unruly about martial arts and now he would tell it.

Wayne laughed loudly when he heard this. Lambert's mouth can always bring happiness to everyone in unexpected places.

While the four of them were chatting, they suddenly saw outside the gate. The old man Vesemir walked in, supporting a slightly thin demon hunter with a turban on his head.

Wayne looked at the man. He had his head lowered and one arm was bandaged. Although he was wearing the armor of the Wolf School, Wayne could not recognize who he was at first.

However, when Eskel, who had just finished competing with him in swordsmanship, saw the man, he walked around from the side passage and said:

"It's Belencar. He's injured. I have to go see him."

It turned out to be him, Berengar, the person in the Wolf School who hated his identity as a demon hunter the most.

No wonder Wayne didn't recognize him. In Wayne's memory of staying in Kaermohan, he had only seen this man once when he was very young.

If other witchers of the Wolf School return to Kaer Morhen every year to reunite, Berengar is a lone wolf who does not fit in with the group, always actively excluding himself from the group.

Geralt and Lambert also walked away when they saw this, and together they helped carry Berengar into the hall of the castle.

The old man Vesemir looked at Berengar who fell into a coma, sighed and said:

"I met him when I went fishing at the lake."

"He should have returned here before the heavy snow closed the mountain. However, he did not return to the castle. Instead, he stayed in a cave in the back mountain."

"If we hadn't heard the sound of him fighting with the water ghost, we probably wouldn't have known that he was back until now."

Except for Vesemir, only Eskel and Berengar were familiar with each other. He took off Berengar's armor and found that not only his arms were bandaged, but also his lower abdomen. It was also wrapped in a thick bandage.

Perhaps because of the fight with the water ghost, his wound reopened, and blood was already seeping through the bandage.

Geralt looked at Vesemir with a solemn expression and asked:

"Do you know how he was injured? Has an enemy appeared, Vesemir?"

Vesemir took out a new roll of bandages and needlework from his pocket, handed it to Eskel, and motioned for him to help Berengar sew up the wound, and then sighed and said:

"He didn't faint at first, but he fainted from blood loss on the way I sent him back."

"Actually, it's nothing. He didn't plan to return to the castle this year. But last month, when he was commissioned in a village in the Kingdom of Kaedwen, he fought with an Andrig Queen and suffered a lot of injuries. As a result, I completed the task, but not only did I not receive a reward, I was also attacked by several farmers with pitchforks.”

"The opponent had a large number of people. In order to escape for his life, he fought his way out despite being injured. He also lost his luggage and equipment, leaving only a silver sword in his hand."

"However, for some reason, he chose to conceal his whereabouts and stayed alone in the cave in the back mountain, refusing to return to the castle."

Several other people were somewhat silent when they heard this. Compared to the united Wolf School demon hunters, Berengar was undoubtedly an anomaly.

He always lives alone and doesn't like to interact with other demon hunters. Even when he returns to the castle, he doesn't eat with everyone and always stays alone in his room silently.

Lambert was outspoken and snorted and said:

"Don't you know? This guy is very disgusted with his identity as a demon hunter. If he wasn't afraid of death, he might have committed suicide long ago."

Vesemir glared at Lambert, then turned to Wayne and said:

"Child, go and get some herbs to stop bleeding, and make some food by the way, preferably broth or wheat porridge."

"Berengar lives alone in a cave, and his body must be quite weak."

"He probably can't bear the toxicity of the swallow potion anymore."

Wayne nodded after hearing this and was about to get some herbs to treat trauma. Suddenly he thought of something. After thinking about it, he took out the last bottle of intermediate healing potion from the storage bag on his chest and handed it to Visser. Mir hand, said:

"Teacher, use this potion. I got it from a druid. It is not toxic and has a very good therapeutic effect."

This is not Wayne's nonsense. Although the healing potion in the druid's hand is completely different from the bottle in his hand, these protectors of nature do have potions that can treat the injuries of ordinary people.

After leaving Kaer Morhen this time, Wayne planned to go to the forest of Vizima to visit Druid Elder Cainster, ask him for advice on animal taming, and get some healing potion from him.

Although witchers don't need this kind of potion, sometimes this non-toxic potion is still very useful.