This handbook is very detailed, not only the area, location and price of the house are clearly recorded, but even the simple structure of the house is drawn with lines, which can be described as intimate.

Wayne looked at it, and suddenly found that the price of a house was quite low, about one-third of other houses of the same level, the area was very large, and the location was quite remote, which was quite in line with his heart.

So he asked:

"Mr. Peter, I wonder what is going on in this house? Why is it so much cheaper than other homes? ”

"Well, which one?"

When Peter heard this, he looked at the place where Wayne was pointing, and then his face changed, revealing some hesitation.

He raised his head and saw that Wayne seemed to be really interested, and after thinking about it, he still didn't want to offend this customer, after all, many people already knew about this matter, and he couldn't hide it, so he said:

"Mr. Wayne, let's be honest, there's something wrong with this house."

"It had had two buyers before that, but they always had all sorts of accidents while they were living there."

"For example, they have nightmares at night, they always trip over them for no reason, they fall from high places and hurt them, etc., and finally the buyers come to the town hall to make trouble, and everyone knows that there is something wrong with this house."

"In order to reduce the bad impact of this matter, the town hall took back the house and wanted to dispose of it at a low price."

As he spoke, Peter looked at his face and added:

"Of course, as a price for the low price, the buyer must sign a contract with the city hall, and after the purchase, there is no going back."

Listening to the description of the councillor Peter, Wayne's first reaction was that a ghost, a little earth spirit, or a curse was at work.

Of course, there are thousands of monsters in this world, and there are all kinds of ghosts and demon gods, even witchers can't recognize them all, maybe there are other reasons.

But in any case, if it is only a small problem, with his ability as a witcher, he can completely solve it, so that not only can he save a lot of money for nothing, but also get the ideal house, killing two birds with one stone.

Although the brochure stated that the price of the house was only two thousand Oren, for the sake of safety, Wayne decided to investigate secretly to see if he could solve it before deciding whether to complete the transaction.

Subsequently, he and the political officer, Peter, exchanged information about some other houses, but most of them were expensive and not very cost-effective.

These newly built houses were for those wealthy merchants, nobles or powerful people, and most of them were large in size and luxuriously decorated, and were not affordable for ordinary people.

Peter is also anxious about performance, seeing that Wayne's temperament is not like those ordinary people, and he looks like he is not bad for money, so he will be so patient and explain so much for him.

"So be it for today, thank you, Mr. Peter, for explaining it to me in such detail."

"I will think carefully about it in the next two days, and when I have made a decision, I will come to the town hall to look for you, and when the time comes, I will ask Mr. Peter to help us with this formality himself."

There are several administrative officers in the town hall, and whoever sells the house and land is considered to be the one whose performance is his.

Seeing Wayne say this, Peter also nodded with satisfaction, and very friendly sent him to the door of the town hall.

Seeing that Wayne was talking happily with the government officials in the city hall, the two guards at the door did not dare to continue to embarrass him, and obediently returned his weapons.

Retrieving his steel sword, Wayne looked at the sky, and when it was almost time to get to Geralt, he didn't run around again, but wandered the streets near the entrance to the town hall.

After waiting for about half an hour, he finally saw Geralt and Dandrien, two guys with drunken faces walking in his direction, with their shoulders hooked, followed by the mare turnip and the little donkey.

Looking at their appearance, I don't know if they went to which tavern to drink, or if they drank with a woman.

After the three of them met, Dandrion laughed, took Wayne's arm rather mysteriously, and whispered:

"Hey, Wayne, you didn't go with us, it's a big loss."

"We first went to a tavern for a drink, and then met a noble baron while playing Gwent."

"He lost to Geralt by playing cards, lost more than a hundred Oren, and then made a bet to take us to a private clubhouse."

"It's called the Queen of the Night, the girl in there, oops! All of them are superb, whether they are in shape or beauty, they are difficult to see outside. ”

"However, the consumption inside is too expensive, and we spent at least two hundred Oren on this afternoon."

Two hundred Oren, a tenth of a house.

Wayne was a little speechless when he listened, Dandrien was simply a bad friend, and this afternoon, he spent almost all the little money that Geralt had earned so hard.

Looking at Geralt's expression full of unfinished expression, Wayne couldn't say anything.

The two of them feel that it is worth it, and it is also an attitude to life to have fun in time.

As for the Queen of the Night, Wayne, who has played the game, knows very well that the owner of this brothel is the future Geralt's friend, Regis's old lover, and is also a high-level vampire, and many of the girls in the Queen of the Night are vampires with the ability to charm humans, no wonder Dandrien is so obsessed.

After a brief conversation, Wayne took the two of them to Old York's Fox Tavern, where they had dinner at his inn.

The food he ate was a large wild boar brought back from an abandoned farm, and Wayne specially cooked a large amount of wild boar meat to make a hot pot and barbecue meal.

Invited everyone he knew to come and enjoy it, everyone ate with their mouths full of oil, and they were addicted, and he also specially called the thin boy Alex.

For this orphan who has lost his relatives, he is going to observe and see his heart, if this child knows what is called gratitude and loyalty, Wayne will spend some time to cultivate him.

And after dinner, while the few people were chatting, Wayne also told Geralt about his decision.

"Geralt, I'm going to stay in Virgina City this year to take the commission, and then return to Kelmohan in the winter."

Geralt, who was originally drunk, was stunned when he heard this, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he asked:

"Why did you make this decision, Wayne?"

Wayne behaved calmly and said sensibly:

"There's a lot to learn, Geralt, so I want to start my practice in Vigema, a place where I'm relatively safe, where I have a lot of commissions and all sorts of people."

"Here, not only can I exercise my various abilities as a demon hunter, but also learn how to survive in this world and how to get along with people of all races."

Geralt nodded, then silently picked up his glass and took another sip of the spirits.

Truth be told, he would rather have Wayne follow him and carry out those demon hunting commissions in the countryside and wilderness than let the young apprentice stay in a complex place like Virgin.

But after two or three years of getting along, Geralt knew that Wayne was a sane and intelligent young man, he always had his own plans, and his combat power was not far behind that of an ordinary witcher.

As a companion, he can't interfere too much in Wayne's life, and he doesn't treat Wayne as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child.

There was silence at the table for about a minute, just as Dandrion was about to make a few jokes to lighten the mood.

Geralt exhaled lightly and said:

"Alright, now that you've decided, Wayne, do what you want."

"I'll be here for a month or two, and when I'm sure you'll be able to adapt to life here, I'll leave and look elsewhere for commissions."