Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

Wayne's generous act immediately aroused cheers from the crowd.

After all, the large bonus on the table has basically nothing to do with them, but being able to get a meal of wine and meat for free, and watch a wonderful gambling game, for these common people in the medieval period, who were extremely lacking in entertainment means , no less than a grand celebration.

And those people with bad intentions saw that Wayne took out a quarter of the coins on the table and used them to entertain the onlookers. The remaining coins were not even enough to be used as bonuses. The jealousy and greed in their hearts immediately dissipated. A lot.

The two opposite were legendary demon hunters. If there were not enough benefits, even a fool would not want to face these mutant swordsmen.

The next day, Wayne woke up in the best guest room in the tavern. By the time he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, it was almost noon.

He was just trying to see if Geralt was also drinking on the first floor, when a slightly funny but smart and sweet voice, as if chanting poetry, broke into his ears.

"Geralt, someone has come downstairs. Uh-huh. Is this the youngest witcher of your school, Mr. Wayne?"

"Wow, blond hair, a handsome elf boy, a master of Gwent, and a legendary demon hunter."

"In just one night, he became the talk of everyone in Floating Harbor, with everyone discussing his generosity, his good fortune and his unparalleled Gwent skills."

"This is really excellent material. I'm going to put it into my poetry. It will be very attractive."

"By the way, he doesn't have a nickname yet. I'm going to think of a resounding nickname for him, just like the nickname I gave you, "White Wolf"."

"In the future, this will definitely become a legendary title, resounding throughout the Northern Kingdom."

Hearing this chattering voice, Wayne subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Instantly, he caught eyes with a young man dressed in exaggerated and fancy clothes.

He wears a purple hat with bright feathers and colorful aristocratic tight-fitting clothes. He looks handsome, has an unconventional manner, and has a romantic temperament.

It was obvious that the two parties did not know each other at all, but when he saw Wayne, he acted like a friend he had not seen for a long time. He stood up and waved to him enthusiastically, shouting:

"Come and sit here, Wayne. Geralt and I have been waiting for you for a long time. The big gambling game is about to start. Come and have a drink to refresh yourself."

"In the afternoon, I will come and help you organize this grand event."

"This big gambling game will definitely become an unforgettable memory for the residents of Floating Port."

Geralt, who was sitting next to him, seemed to know the young man's character very well. Seeing Wayne's face slightly surprised, he looked at Wayne with a look that didn't make a fuss. Although there was no expression on his face, he still revealed A hint of embarrassment.

"Come sit here, Wayne."

"This is Dandelion, a friend of mine who just arrived by boat today."

In fact, Geralt didn't need to introduce him. Wayne, who had played the game and read the original novel, could probably guess the identity of this young man.

Dandelion, the great poet. Speaking of which, this guy is also a legendary figure. He is obviously just a powerless poet, but he seems to have some kind of fateful connection with Geralt. They can always use various strange ways to Meet them and go on some weird adventures.

Although he always brought all kinds of troubles to the White Wolf when he got along with Geralt, when he encountered real danger, Dandelion was an absolutely reliable friend and a friend who would never betray. Geralt's good brother.

In the future, "Geralt of Rivia" will become so famous in the north, and the image of the witcher will begin to improve in the minds of many people. This is inseparable from Dandelion's hard promotion.

But there is one thing to say, this guy is really talkative. When Wayne sat across from him, this guy was like a trumpet that never stops, asking questions now and then, and telling his own stories from time to time. Experience, imagine your future life, talk about poetry, and talk about history.

Blah blah blah, blah blah, from before the meal to after the meal, I didn't stop for several hours.

But Dandelion is also very good at causing trouble. He never seems to have stage fright, or he naturally likes to attract other people's attention.

After lunch, he jumped out and said that he would help Wayne organize the afternoon gambling game. He took out a lute and sang poetry in the tavern while loudly greeting those waiting around. onlookers, and participants who want to participate in the gambling game.

He is a young man who is very talented in poetry. He is humorous, speaks clearly, and can arouse the emotions of the crowd. The music he plays is melodious and the poems he sings are also graceful and smooth.

He can also tell a joke from time to time to make the surrounding residents laugh.

The residents of Floating Harbor had never seen such a poet before, and they were attracted by Dandelion's temperament, as if he was the protagonist in this gamble.

Wayne was very amused. He looked at Geralt, who had been drinking silently beside him, and said with a smile:

"Has this Mr. Poet always been like this? He is an interesting person. Traveling with him will definitely bring you all kinds of fun."

Geralt shrugged, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"More than just fun, he's just a troublemaker."

"I've known him for less than a year, and I've already been in jail twice because of him."

"However, he is a friend worth keeping. He will not be prejudiced against us demon hunters like others. Although he will cause trouble, he will never betray his friends."

As he spoke, Geralt took another sip of strong wine, grinned and exhaled, and said to Wayne:

"After the big gambling game today, let's get out of here quickly."

"Because of the commotion you caused, the mayor of Fugang has become very dissatisfied with us, and he won't even let me take on the commissions listed in the announcement."

"He also secretly threatened me that if we didn't get out soon, he would have the soldiers take us into prison."

"If you don't want to go to jail with me or become a wanted criminal."

"Then get things done here as soon as possible and leave here as soon as possible."

Wayne nodded after hearing this. His purpose was to gain Gwent level experience. After completing the big gambling game, his purpose would be achieved and he would not have any more conflicts with the mayor here.

And this incident also reminded him that if he wanted to hold such an influential gambling game in other places, he must first establish a good relationship with the local managers, and it was best to report in advance.

No manager likes a troublemaker, and if he causes trouble, he will quickly become an unpopular witcher.