Keynster's story is not complicated, but the process is embarrassing.

Three years ago, the boss of the Wild Dog Gang was a hunter in the forest, and was targeted by wolves during a hunting trip, and almost died by a wolf's kiss.

However, he was lucky enough to meet Keynesd while he was out on a mission, and the kind old druid used animal taming to disperse the wolves and save his life.

Who knew that this guy had a bad mind and invited Keyernst to his house for a dinner in the name of pretending to repay his kindness.

As a result, halfway through drinking, this guy secretly attacked and knocked Keyernst unconscious.

It's like a medieval version of the farmer and the snake.

Then, out of nowhere, the guy found a shackle mixed with demonic gold, and directly imprisoned Keyernst, forcing him to question him about the method of taming the beast, and this imprisonment was three years.

Hearing this, Wayne also felt a little emotional, in Keynster's description, he was a high-level druid from another Druid Ring at the elder level, and accepted the task to come to a forest near Vijma to build a new Druid Ring.

As a result, it was such a high-level spellcaster, after being shackled with the Demon Blocking Gold, he became not much different from an ordinary old man, and was imprisoned for three years by a low-level Orion.

You know, high-level spellcasters like them, as long as they are given enough time and find a magic node to provide them with magic power, these people can cast Scourge level magic and destroy a city.

It can only be said that in this world, everything is mutually reinforcing, nothing is invincible, as long as you find a way, even if you are a high-level spellcaster, you will be killed like ordinary people.

After understanding the general situation, Wayne temporarily arranged Keynster on the second floor, found him some change of clothes and food, and then handed him the box containing two magical items.

Originally, he was ready to lose these two unknown magic items and gain the friendship of the old druid, but he didn't expect the old man to be quite good.

He grabbed the deadwood staff in his hand, and then cast a spell on the strange ornament that looked like an eagle's claw eyeball, and then handed it to Wayne, saying:

"Wayne, thank you for saving me from this predicament."

"I've heard that witchers are neutral and rarely do unpaid tasks, and now I don't have anything to repay you."

"This necklace is a magic talisman I made with Hekna's claws and the fish monster's eyeballs, and I want to give it to you as a gift."

"As long as you wear it, you can make the animals around you closer to you, won't attack you, and give you the ability to breathe underwater and swim faster."

"It's just a small accessory, but I hope it will help you in the future."

Wayne was not polite, reaching out to take the Hekhna amulet, and immediately felt a special magic enveloping his body.

He nodded at the old druid and said:

"Thank you, Elder Keynsted, for a moment of rest here, and I'll go back to the city and call a carriage to come and take you to my place to recuperate for a few days."

"What's the matter, wait until you heal your injuries, and then make plans."

The old man smiled and nodded, not refusing Wayne's help, although he had suffered a big loss in believing in strangers, he was still able to maintain a peaceful and friendly attitude, and was obviously a very strong druid.

Half an hour later, Wayne rode his mount, Lucifer, back to the farm with two rented wagons.

He was joined by the tavern keeper Old York, and several of his men.

As soon as he entered the farm, the scene of corpses strewn in front of him made Old York shiver and cursed loudly:

"Shit, Goddess Melitea, Wayne, how many people have you killed? Have you killed all the bastards of the Wild Dog Gang?"

"It's like a slaughterhouse, and I've never seen anything like this since I left the battlefield."

Wayne shrugged, in his mind, there was no difference between villains and monsters, both were existences that needed to be destroyed.

He doesn't have any empathy for those scum, and he doesn't feel any guilt for killing those guys.

"Almost, old York, I've killed all those who stand in my way anyway, and I don't bother to chase after those who escape."

Wayne said, pointing to the two horses in the stable, and said:

"If you can swap those two horses for Oron for me, then you can do with the rest of the things on this farm."

"However, you'd better take someone to burn all the corpses on the ground, lest they attract ghoul monsters in the future and endanger the safety of the surrounding residents."

Old York spat on the ground a little unpleasantly, and said arrogantly:

"Alright, alright, little bastard, I'll wipe your ass."

"If it weren't for you helping us get rid of a scourge, I really wouldn't want to meddle in this."

Wayne didn't care about Old York's foul language, this old guy had lived in Virgin City for decades, although he was not a powerful person, but he was able to open a tavern in a slum mixed with dragons and snakes for decades, at least he was a snake-level figure.

The most important thing is that this guy has a good heart, and he is still a loyal believer in the goddess Melitea, according to Wayne's vague memory, not only Melissa and his mother, but also many poor people near the tavern have been helped by Old York, which can be regarded as a friend to date.

He looked at the old guy with an unhappy face and commanded a few young workers, and began to cut wood in the pit outside the farm, preparing for the burning of the corpses, and couldn't help laughing, and said:

"By the way, old York, don't forget, I've completed your commission to help you get rid of the Wild Dog Gang, and I can drink whatever you want in your store in the future."

When the old Yorker heard this, his expression became even more unhappy, and he snorted and said:

"Okay, little bastard, I'm not a person who doesn't keep my word, with the amount of alcohol you drink, can you still drink poor."

After getting this answer, Wayne nodded with satisfaction, he didn't care about the wine money, and completing the system task was the most important thing for him.

Sure enough, as soon as Old York's words fell, the voice of the system sounded in his ears.

Bite! The expert quest [Eradication of the Wild Dogs] has been completed.

Gain: 45 XP, Expert Chest*1.

Hearing that the system rewarded up to forty-five experience points, Wayne was overjoyed, so many experience points were almost more than ten times that of ordinary level tasks.

It seems that the system also encourages him to complete more difficult tasks, and no matter how many ordinary tasks are completed, the experience gained is quite limited.

Being able to complete only one task per day limits his ability to farm experience.

After looking at the sky and finding that it was not early, Wayne turned to old York and said:

"Old York, I still have some business, I'm going back to the city first."

"There's a big wild boar next to the farmhouse, I've already taken care of it, remember to bring it back when you get back."

"I'll just keep some pork thighs and pork ribs, and you can take the rest back and sell the rest."

"Don't worry about the money from selling horses, I'll come to you in a few days."

After a brief explanation with Old York, Wayne returned to Virgin City with the old druid Cairns.

It's not too late, and he's done with the Wild Dogs, and he's going to do something before he and Geralt join up.