"One, two, three, four...... XVII, XVIII. ”

"Eighteen Oron, thirty-seven copper coins."

"Damn, what a poor ghost, all the money is used to drink and go to the brothel."

Wayne counted the bloody Oren coins in his hand, snorted disdainfully, then wiped the blood away and stuffed it all into his money bag.

After the battle, he rummaged through more than a dozen corpses on the ground, but only found such a small amount of money on these guys, most of which was found from the big fat man, and he felt quite congested.

Such a little stolen money is simply ashamed of the heritage of a gang, and it is not much better than those farmers.

The thought of the demonic dust bomb he threw out even made him feel like he was losing money.

Anyway, although he didn't have much money, the other things on the farm still surprised him, and after some searching, Wayne found that in addition to his own stolen mount, Lucifer, there were actually two tethered horses in the stable.

Although it's just a fairly ordinary product, if you sell it, you should be able to sell it for a few hundred Oren, and there is a feeling that the effort has not been in vain.

Wayne put away the booty, smashed his mouth, and walked in a few steps in front of the big boar.

He pulled out the meteoric iron dagger that Viselmir had given him, and according to the memory of killing the pig in his mind, he quickly slit the throat and artery of the wild boar, and then when the blood was drained, he used a knife to cut open the boar's belly, and took out the internal organs and large intestine and other water.

His movements were very quick, and in just ten minutes, he dismantled the wild boar into various ingredients.

After all, it's such a big game, it's a pity to leave it alone, it's shameful to waste it, with such a good cook, these ingredients are enough for him to make a lot of deliciousness.

After disposing of the boar, Wayne put away the meteorite dagger and walked towards the interior of the farmhouse.

At this time, the remaining Wild Dog Gang had long since fled without a trace, and the few vicious dogs that survived were also missing, leaving only some personal belongings in the farmhouse waiting for him to search.

After some searching, Wayne found the property hidden by the gang on the first floor of the farmhouse, about forty pieces of Oron and a few gold and silver jewelry, which were hidden quite secretly, probably the savings of those guys.

When he reached the second floor, he immediately saw a more extravagant room, with some beautiful decorations on the walls and tables, and a king-size solid wooden bed in the center.

Looking at this arrangement, it is probably the room of the big fat man riding a wild boar.

Seeing this, Wayne immediately cheered up.

However, before he could do anything, the keen senses of the witcher told him that there was a living creature somewhere in this room, the faint sound of breathing and heartbeat. Faintly into his ears.

He sensed the faint sound, and realized that it was coming from a hidden wooden door inside a wooden closet, and it was a locked wooden door.

Wayne thought about it, and instead of opening the door immediately, he chose to continue to search the contents of this room.

He guessed that in the private space behind the closet, it should not be an enemy, but a poor worm imprisoned by a big fat man.

After all, the enemy doesn't lock themselves in a secret room, and since they've been locked up for so long, they shouldn't care about locking them up a little longer.

After some searching, the result was not bad, in addition to the belongings worth hundreds of Oren, through the slight tremor of the wolf school badge, Wayne also found a metal iron box in the hidden space at the head of the bed.

When the tin box is opened, there is a staff like a dead branch of a tree, a book that appears to be copied by hand, and a strange trinket with the eagle's talon holding an eyeball.

Instead of recklessly touching the two magical objects, Wayne picked up the book with no magical reaction and read it.

There was no title, and the handwriting was sloppy, like a dog's crawling font, but the contents of the book quickly attracted his attention.

This is a book that records how to tame beasts, not only how to tame vicious dogs, domesticate horses, and how to domesticate other beasts, but also record some recipes for herbs, some materials and steps for magical rituals, which is quite interesting.

It seems that it should be the boss of the Wild Dog Gang, and I don't know where to get the method of taming the beast, and the notes I recorded myself.

Judging by the taming methods, the deadwood-like staff, and the oddly shaped ornaments, Wayne speculated that they came from a druid.

As for the whereabouts of that druid, Wayne couldn't help but think of the living creature locked in the secret room behind the cabinet.

So, Wayne stuffed the book containing the taming of the beast into his arms, and as for the two magic items, he did not take them, but put the metal box in a prominent position on the bed, and then got up and went to the wooden cabinet, and opened the cabinet door, revealing the locked wooden door inside.

Wayne didn't have the key to the wooden door, but it didn't matter, and after checking that there was no living creature through the crack in the door, he directly raised his hand and struck the Alpha Seal, which shattered the wooden door to pieces.

Behind the wooden door is a small space that, in addition to storing some food, has a wooden ladder that leads to the attic.

Wayne no longer hesitated, turned around and found an oil lamp from the room, put a layer of Quinn's shield on himself, and carefully climbed up the stairs.

Before reaching the attic, a foul smell of feces and urine came from above the attic

The space of the attic is quite small, and under the pressure of the roofs on both sides, only a triangular space remains, and in this small space, there is not only a simple straw mat and a broken quilt for sleeping, but also a figure shrunk in the corner of the wall, chained.

White hair, a rickety figure, an old countenance, a dark brown scruffy linen gown, as if to prevent him from speaking, and a metal mask over his mouth, locked with an iron lock.

Through the light of the oil lamp, Wayne recognized that he should be an old man in his fifties and sixties, but perhaps because of the long imprisonment, the old man had physical problems and looked quite weak.

After seeing Wayne carrying an oil lamp, the old man seemed to come to his senses all of a sudden, staring at his bloodshot eyes, and making a whining sound from the iron mask, looking at Wayne with a pleading look in his eyes.

Wayne's expression did not change, and after observing the iron mask on the old man's head and the thick iron chain, he confirmed that he could not open it, so he spoke:

"Don't worry, old man."

"I'm a witcher, and I've killed all the robbers here."

"You're saved now, I'll find a way to get you out."

As he spoke, Wayne put the oil lamp in his hand on the ground to keep the attic bright, and at the same time to make the old man not so nervous, before he continued:

"I'm going to go down there and find the key, or I can't help but free you from the chains without harming you."

He looked into the old man's eyes and asked word by word:

"In the meantime, can you wait here quietly?"

Although I don't know how long he has been locked up, the old man seems to be able to maintain a good sense of sanity, and after listening to Wayne's words, the old man has regained some calm, and the bloodshot in his eyes has faded a lot, and he has become quite peaceful.

He watched Wayne nod heavily, no longer making any drastic movements, and sat quietly on the straw mat that was probably used to sleep, waiting quietly.

Seeing this, Wayne became more and more sure that this old man should be a druid who believes in nature, otherwise, after being locked up for so long and encountering the hope of getting out, ordinary people would not be so calm.

After talking to the old man, Wayne quickly climbed down the stairs and searched the farmhouse for the key to open the chains.

After searching for a long time, he finally found it on the body of the big fat man, this guy was quite secretive, and he was directly stuffed into the hidden pocket of his coat, if it weren't for Wayne's clear goal, he wouldn't have noticed this detail at all.

After he returned to the attic and untied the chains and mask on the old man's body.

The first thing the old man did was to raise his trembling right hand, press it on his chest, recite a spell, and use a spell that emitted a green light to heal himself.

It was not until a few minutes later, when the light had dissipated, and the old man's mental appearance had recovered a little, that he said in a very hoarse and weak voice:

"Thank you for saving me, Witcher, my name is Keynster, and I'm a druid."

"I've been trapped by this chain mixed with demonic gold for too long, and now my body is very weak, can you give me some food?"

(Thank you for the insinuation tip.) ）