Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

When Wayne walked out of the dark corridor with Geralt, who was walking a little shaky, Toluvel who was guarding the door immediately came to greet him.

She looked solemn, her eyes scanning Wayne's body, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had no obvious injuries.

Although they hadn't seen it with their own eyes just now, the three of them could still hear the sound of the honeycomb bomb exploding, mixed with the vague wild roars of countless monsters, even though they were separated by a corridor.

The battle that took place there was obviously more intense than they imagined.

After seeing Toluvel, Wayne was not polite and said directly to the female elf leader:

"Toruviel, Geralt is a little injured. Let the doctor in the camp treat him."

As he spoke, he pointed to the two subordinates next to the female elf and said:

"in addition."

"You arrange for a few people to bring torches with me and go to the place where I just fought to carry the body."

"The smell of blood there is too strong. If it is not cleaned up in time, monsters will soon gather again."

Toluvel nodded when he heard the words, turned to the elf sharpshooter who looked quite capable beside him, whispered a few words in elf language, and then turned back to Wayne and said:

"I've made arrangements, Wayne, let's go there and have a look first."

Wayne didn't waste any words after hearing what he said. He turned around and took her and the dwarf warrior wearing heavy armor through the corridor and back to the underground pond.

But this time, the three of them did not move forward in the dark. Toruvel and the dwarf warrior held torches to light up the road ahead, while Wayne held a silver sword and guarded the front to prevent any accidents.

When they passed through the arch and came to the terrace of the pond, the scene in front of them made both Toluvel and the dwarf warriors take a breath.

I saw that the semicircular terrace at the exit was covered with a large amount of blood and broken limbs. There was a foul smell of blood in the air. The ground was densely covered with dozens of corpses of water ghosts. .

Judging from the sword marks and flame burn marks on their bodies, it was obvious that they were killed by Geralt and Wayne.

Toluvel was shocked for several seconds, but quickly came to her senses. She calmed down the expression on her face, looked at Wayne with more serious eyes, and asked:

"Wayne, what do we do now?"

Wayne still did not relax his vigilance. Although the little fog monster that attacked Geralt was killed by him, the area of ​​​​the pond was not small, and he was not sure whether there were still little fog monsters lurking in other locations. .

After hearing Toluvel's question, he thought about it for more than ten seconds and said:

"Get the bodies of these water ghosts out first. It's best to burn them. Even if you want to bury them, you have to bury them farther away."

"Otherwise, their corpses may attract corpse-eating creatures underground."

"In addition, get some more lighting tools. The other side of this arch bridge is connected to another area. You'd better arrange for people to guard near the gate to prevent other monsters from rushing out from there."

"I want to check all the entrances and exits here to prevent monsters from emerging from nowhere in the future."

The female elf nodded, taking Wayne's words to heart, and planned to arrange for someone to complete it later.

Speaking of which, Toluvel was still a little lucky at this time, grateful for the good luck of herself and others.

They didn't expect that there would be such a large group of monsters living so close to them. If they hadn't happened to find two demon hunters, Wayne and Geralt, they might have been killed by the monsters coming out of here at some point. Huge casualties.

After about ten minutes, the previous elf sharpshooter came in with a dozen warriors. They were first surprised by the large number of monster corpses here, and then under the command of Toluvel, they began to orderly The corpses were carried out one by one.

Burning corpses has become a custom in this era. All people in the Northern Kingdom know that if there are many corpses that are not disposed of, or if they are too lazy to bury them directly in the soil, it will not be long before many evil spirits emerge from the ground. , ghouls, carrion demons and other corpse-eating creatures bring danger to people.

No one knows how many monsters live in the underground areas that humans cannot explore, and the light and burning flames can drive away those monsters to a certain extent.

This may be one of the reasons why the Eternal Fire Church is so popular among ordinary people.

However, considering that the thick smoke emitted by the burning corpse might expose their location, Toluvel finally chose. Let people transport these corpses deeper into the forest and let these monsters return to nature.

A group of people were busy performing their duties. It took less than half an hour for Wayne to fight. However, after a group of them disposed of the corpses and blood stains, searched the entire underground pond, and completely solved the worries in this area, time Three or four hours have passed.

After a day's work.

Wayne said goodbye to Toluvel, who was still busy arranging things, and dragged his tired body back to the camp, preparing to find Geralt.

But he saw this experienced demon hunter sitting across from a dwarf, sitting together by the campfire, fiddling with something.

They were surrounded by several elves and dwarves who were watching the fun.

With a curious attitude, Wayne took a closer look and found that Geralt was wrapped with several circles of bandages and a thick black cotton jacket. He was looking attentively at some exquisite cards in his hand. It seemed that I'm wondering which card to play.

The dwarf opposite him also looked at Geralt nervously. The cards between the two were neatly arranged in six columns. Seven or eight gold ducats were stacked together and placed in the center of the cards. It should be A bet between the two of them.

The surrounding spectators watched the battle between the two with excitement and anticipation, as if this card game had great appeal.

Seeing this scene, Wayne has already guessed what they are doing?

He was actually playing Gwent. one

He originally thought that this kind of game had not yet been born, or that even if it had been born, it was currently only played by a few dwarves for their own entertainment.

Unexpectedly, just after coming down the mountain, I encountered this interesting game that has been widely circulated in later generations.

And this seems to be the first time Geralt has come into contact with Gwent. After all, in the past two years of getting along with White Wolf, he has never heard him talk about this game in Kaer Morhen.

Seeing that Geralt was still hesitating on how to play his cards, Wayne came behind him curiously, wanting to see what kind of cards the White Wolf had in his hand.

After just casually watching for a few seconds, the experienced Quint gambling king Wayne had already figured out how to win.

However, this is a bet between Geralt and the dwarves opposite. Although he knows how to win, he will not interrupt their interest at this time.

And perhaps because he was contaminated with the aura of the water ghost, he was spotted by Geralt as soon as he got closer.

However, Bai Lang was in high spirits at this time. He just turned his head and glanced. When he found out it was Wayne, he nodded very casually and focused his attention on the gambling game again.

Unfortunately, in Gwent duel, what is needed is skill, luck, and a strong deck, and personal will rarely plays a role.

In the end, after struggling for a few minutes, Geralt lost to the dwarf on the opposite side due to lack of experience and powerful Gwent cards.

And the few ducats he earned from Misha's commission were all lost before Geralt could even take the heat.

(There is one more chapter to be posted later.)