Time flashed, and Wayne's days on duty at the lumberyard were over.

The last few days of life were fairly peaceful, with neither werewolves attacking the lumber yard nor werewolf children coming to him for revenge, much to Wayne's relief.

He briefly told Deacon Ozk about Geralt, who would come in the afternoon to succeed him.

After a brief farewell, he rode his mount, Lucifer, and returned to the city of Vigema.

After a week's absence, nothing has changed in the city, it is still very busy, because the construction of the new city requires a lot of workers, and jobs have become quite easy to find, and even the poor families in the slums are living more comfortably than in previous years.

When he returned home, Wayne found Geralt at home, shirtless, with a hammer and a saw, doing the carpentry work in full swing.

In the open space in the backyard, there are still a lot of timber and thatch.

After he asked curiously, Geralt said with some embarrassment:

"When I came home yesterday, I found that this guy Radish actually broke free from the reins, ran to the front yard, and ate a lot of the flowers and plants you planted."

"At night, the little earth spirit named Lala ran out of the well, and was very angry, and I don't know what magic was used, so that the radish had a belly all night, and pulled horse manure all over the yard."

"I thought, this is not the way to go, so I just bought some materials and prepared to build a stable in the backyard."

Wayne nodded, but he was not angry, the area of this house is enough for 1,000 square meters, which is more than 3,000 square meters, not to mention building a stable, or building a martial arts arena, swimming pool and back garden, which are more than enough.

It seems that the little guy really likes the flowers and plants in the front yard, and it just so happens that he has picked a lot of herbal seeds from the forest this time, and he can build a greenhouse for planting herbs next to the well in the backyard.

It's too much trouble to go to the forest to collect medicine every time you refine medicine, and it's a good idea to let the little guy become his free gardener.

As for the legendary goddess of the lake, although he also has the meaning of wanting to be close, this kind of thing cannot be forced, after all, the strength of the sword of the lake girl is definitely the weapon that every swordsman dreams of.

Looking at the white wolf who was in full swing and sweating but enjoying himself, Wayne suddenly noticed that something was missing, and asked:

"By the way, why didn't you see Dandrien, where did that guy go?"

Geralt slammed a nail into the log, shrugged his shoulders, and said:

"That guy left Virgin the day before yesterday, he was a student at Orsenford University, and his vacation was over, so he didn't have time to say goodbye to you, so he left in a carriage."

"This bastard borrowed Oren from me before leaving, and I don't know when he will be able to return it to me."

Oxenford College, also known as Cowburg University, is a college located in the famous city of Redania in the Northern Kingdom, and is regarded as the highest institution in the Northern Kingdom where ordinary people can learn scientific knowledge.

What impressed Wayne was that Xia Ni, one of the famous heroines in wizards, was a famous alumnus of this college, and according to her age, this girl was probably born.

Hammering the last nail into the stake, Geralt wiped the sweat from his head with some satisfaction, turned to Wayne and said:

"Will you build stables? If not, just keep it until I get back. ”

"By the way, how's the lumberyard? Have you encountered any special monsters these days? ”

Wayne hummed, taking a closer look at Geralt's stable, where he had just finished laying the foundation.

The style is quite ordinary, but because the wood used is quite strong, it should be very strong when covered.

"It's safe now, but on my first day at the lumberyard, I came across a werewolf kidnapping the lumberjack."

"He was cursed and took control of his mind, and I killed him in the end."

When Geralt heard this, he immediately looked back at Wayne in surprise and asked:

"You killed a werewolf? The last time I encountered a werewolf was more than thirty years ago. ”

Wayne nodded, and told all the things about how to deal with werewolves, hide the secrets of werewolf children, and how to catch the murderer, and finally said with some emotion:

"These villains are simply more hateful than monsters, and it would have been a better ending than a fairy tale, but it turned into a tragedy because of the scum of the three sperm worms."

"There is only one orphan left who is lonely and cursed, and it is difficult to live in the world."

Geralt was silent for a few seconds, then sighed, and then looked at Wayne with an appreciative expression, obviously, Wayne's humane way of dealing with it was quite an appetite for him.

He said with some regret:

"Remember what Viselmir taught you? The human heart is often more terrifying than a monster. ”

"It's a pity that there are too few cases of werewolves, and there is still no accurate way to lift this curse."

"That child, perhaps, will experience a miserable life because of this curse."

At lunchtime, Wayne took it upon himself to cook and let Geralt enjoy a delicious lunch with him.

In this home, the rest of the facilities may not be perfect, but the kitchen has been purchased quite gorgeously from day one.

The only pity is that refrigerators did not exist in the Middle Ages, and even if you want to keep your ingredients fresh, you can only achieve this effect by building a cellar to store ice cubes later.

When he had had his fill, Geralt rode his mount, Carrot, and set off for the lumberyard, leaving Wayne alone at home.

Of course, he was not idle, but went to his room on the second floor, closed the door, and began to open the treasure chest.

During the seven days of guarding the lumberyard this time, a total of one expert chest and six normal level chests were obtained.

As the chests opened, Wayne had a disappointed look on his face.

Bite! Expert Chest, open.

Won: 142 Oren.

Bite! Normal Chest*6, open.

Obtain: 71 Oron and 3 bottles of Intermediate Healing Potion.

Intermediate Healing Potion: A potion made by the Alchemists of Azeroth, which can quickly restore a small amount of vitality and heal medium internal injuries, with an interval of one hour.

It seems that the luck last time was a little exhausted, this time the seven treasure chests, the expert-level ones were not shipped, and the ordinary-level ones produced three bottles of potions that were quite useful.

According to Wayne's understanding, the healing potion from Azeroth should be very different from their witcher's swallow potion.

Perhaps its healing effect is not as long-lasting as the swallow potion, but this alchemy potion can not only be used by ordinary people, there are no side effects, and the effect is very fast, but it can be kept for ordinary people who have been seriously injured as a life-saving medicine.

After opening the treasure chest, Wayne took a hot bath at home, changed into light clothes, and went to Master O'Henry's blacksmith shop.

Now that I'm free, my plan to learn forging techniques is also on the agenda.

That afternoon, he learned a lot of the basics of blacksmithing from the dwarf Andrew, and then bought a simple furnace, some basic tools for blacksmithing, and some materials for blacksmithing, and hired an ox cart to drag him back to his home.

By the time he unloaded the contents of the bullock cart and returned to his room, it was nearly dusk.

Just as Wayne wanted to take a shower and prepare dinner for himself, a somewhat timid voice came from the corner of his room.

"Wayne, is that you?"

Wayne was shocked, subconsciously put a Quinn shield on himself, and then looked towards the corner.

I saw a small earth spirit with a garland on his head, purple skin, a thin body, wearing a special leather, and only half a meter tall, looking at him with big eyes of the water spirit with some uneasiness.

It's a small earth spirit, Lala.

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and asked in a kind tone:

"It's me, Lala, is there anything wrong with you?"

Hearing some familiar voices, Lala took a few steps out of the corner, looked at Wayne, and said in a pleading voice:

"Wayne, you are a witcher, my brother was captured by a group of half-fish people at noon, and my parents don't know where to go, I want to ask you to help me rescue my brother."

Bite! Trigger the task.

[Save the Little Earth Spirit Fitz], expert level.

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