A new ability has been gained, which makes Wayne very happy.

He looked at Horton, the bearded dwarf who had brought him this good fortune, took his iron battle axe in his hand and played with it a few times, and said with a smile:

"Bearded, while I love your axe and pipe, I'm neither a smoker nor good at using an axe."

"So, do you want to make a deal?"

Hearing the transaction, Horton subconsciously covered his empty money bag and asked in a humble voice:

"What deal, witcher?"

"Tell me in advance, I don't have a single child on me."

"Cleaner than the butt of a female dwarf on horseback."

"If you want to continue playing cards, I'll have to pull the gold tooth out of my mouth and fight you again."

Wayne laughed dumbly at the dwarf's words, and he placed Horton's pipe, jewel ring, and iron battle axe in front of the dwarf and pushed it in his direction.

In a seductive tone, he said:

"I love my game of Gwent and would like to help you dwarves promote it."

"However, I don't even have my own deck, so it's hard for others to know how fun they are."

"Why don't you give you back what you've gotten and you give me half of your Gwent cards?"

After listening to Wayne's words, the bearded Horton's expression immediately became tangled.

The pipe, the axe, and the jeweled ring were his beloved belongings that had been with him for many years, and he was certainly reluctant to give them up.

However, the Gwent deck in his hand was also won by him from the other dwarves one by one, and each one took a lot of effort and effort.

However, after struggling for more than ten seconds, the dwarf still chooses his belongings, after all, the cards are gone, they can continue to win, but the beloved things are gone, and it is difficult to find a replacement.

The bearded Horton was quite straightforward, and after making a deal with Wayne, he didn't cheat at all, and directly gave Wayne half of his Gwent cards, there were more than forty of them, and there were even two rarer cards.

At this time, the Gwent card had not yet been promoted, everything was in its infancy, there were not many types of cards, and there were not even factions, there were no Nefgaard, Skaliger or Squirrel Party, monster camps.

However, the basic rules have been relatively perfect, and there will be all kinds of unexpected fun in the battles of the whole faction, which is quite fun.

A few hours later, when Toruville had cleaned up the underground pond and arranged for the guards and other related work.

She was surprised to find that the half-elf witcher she valued so much was holding the card gadgets that the dwarves liked to play, and was looking for people to bet all over the camp, men, women and children.

The most infuriating thing is that this guy is highly skilled and very lucky, and in less than an afternoon, he emptied the pockets of many residents who like to gamble.

even won some of the gambler's personal belongings, and almost didn't pick off the other party's pants.

This made Torruvier feel a little embarrassed, and if she hadn't run over in time to stop her, maybe those gamblers who had lost red eyes would have done something more shameful to her.

Wayne also realized that he was a little carried away, but he couldn't blame him, because he found that if he wanted to level up the Gwent card and obtain the lucky attribute, he didn't need to be like swordsmanship and magic seals, which required a long period of hard work and hard work, and rubbed up his proficiency little by little.

If you want to increase your proficiency level, you have to play against someone else, and you have to win to have an effect.

Judging from the results of his test this afternoon, if he wins an ordinary person who doesn't know anything and just makes up the numbers, the level of the Gwent card will not increase at all.

But if he wins a veteran who can play GWENT, he will gain one or two proficiency points depending on their strength.

But unfortunately, repeated wins can't be used to earn proficiency like points, and it seems that he can only win one proficiency reward from everyone.

With the test results in hand, Wayne's purpose was achieved, and he scratched his head with a feigned apology, and said to Toruvelle with a sincere expression:

"I'm sorry, Toruvelle, I just learned this new game, and I'm getting a little carried away?"

"This game is very interesting, maybe you should take the time to learn it, it will exercise your thinking skills and make you smarter."

"As for these personal belongings, you can take them back and return them to your residents, and tell them that you bought them from me, and they will thank you even more."

However, the female elf frowned slightly when she heard this, and then took out a hundred ducats from the pocket on her belt, handed them to Wayne, and said:

"Just do as you say, Wayne."

"But I'm not going to take these things for nothing, they're what you earned back, they're what you deserve."

Wayne shrugged his shoulders indifferently at Torruville's approach, and instead of continuing to talk about Gwent, he got straight to business.

"Although my companion Geralt is injured, I will continue to help you clean up this ruin."

"Of course, if I'm the only one to clean up, I'll be more cautious, and it may take a little longer, I hope you don't mind."

Torruviel was quite sensible, and from the battle this morning, she could also see that if she wanted to clean up this ruin, she had to hire a witcher.

Otherwise, with these elves and dwarves under her command, she doesn't know how much she has to sacrifice to complete this job.

As for the consumption of time, there is no need to worry, the lifespan of non-human races is generally relatively long, and time is not a very urgent matter for them.

The next day, Wayne replenished his supplies and resumed his work at Geralt's advice.

And in order to allow Wayne to fight more safely, the white wolf even lent him his silver sword for the time being.

This is a silver-white sword with countless inscriptions carved throughout, compared to ordinary steel swords, this silver sword has some kind of metal added to it, it is light and sharp, and it is also very strong.

It is said to be Geralt's most valuable piece of equipment, much more expensive than his armor or mount, and he chooses to use it before every battle, when he has to use the silver sword.

In normal times, I am even reluctant to take it out at all, and I always hide it on the body of the radish and do not use it easily.

And when fighting, the white wolf will also be very careful not to let the sword appear chips or damage, otherwise, the price of repairing this sword will be higher than the reward for his mission.

Thinking of the look in Geralt's eyes as if he had lent his wife to someone else when he lent this sword, Wayne wanted to laugh in his heart, but also felt a little moved.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, they, the witchers of the wolf school, are really very affectionate and righteous, not brothers, but like brothers.

And to be able to have a group of good brothers who can treat each other sincerely in this cold and barbaric era is undoubtedly a warm thing.