Borch was shocked when he heard Wayne's answer.

Most of the human beings in this world are staunch racists, and even if there is no obvious rejection of the inhuman race, there are basically very few people who are friends with the inhuman race as Wayne said, let alone the subhuman race or the dragon.

He smiled, poured another sip of red wine, looked quite cheerful, patted his somewhat swollen belly, and said:

"Wayne, my friend, may I call you that?"

Wayne smiled and nodded, did not refuse Borch's closeness, and said:

"You are a well-informed gentleman, Borch, rich and generous, and very funny."

"I like to make friends with people like that."

"That's great, I like your personality and philosophy too, Wayne, you're a good person to talk to."

Borch took another sip of red wine, then stuffed a large mouthful of fried chicken into his mouth, and suddenly said with some emotion:

"I can't stay here long, my friend, tomorrow I'm leaving here for the city of Holobol."

"There's one thing I have to do there."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Wayne, and I'll treat you well if I have the chance in the future."

When Wayne heard this, he immediately guessed the purpose of Borch's trip, and he probably heard somewhere that there was news of dragon slaying in Holobor City, so he wanted to rush there to see the situation.

In the original book, he met Geralt and knew that the white wolf was a witcher who was unwilling to kill dragons, so he used his human identity to implicate Geralt in the dragon slaying incident, allowing him to confuse all forces and successfully save the injured dragon.

And now, because of his influence, Borch probably won't be able to touch Geralt, so he has to think of other ways to save the dragon.

Wayne thought about it in his mind for a few seconds, then pretended to be regretful and said:

"Are you leaving tomorrow, Borch."

"That's a shame, I'm going to have an open-air dinner at home tomorrow, both to celebrate my move into my new home and to practice for one of my fellow witchers."

"If you, Weiya and Tia also participate, it will definitely be a pretty enjoyable experience."

As he spoke, he looked at Borch's expression and pretended to be pondering for a few seconds before asking:

"If you're in trouble?"

"You know, as a witcher, if it's a friend's commission, I should be able to help you."

"And a knight as rich as you, if you're willing to pay enough, you'll have the help of two witchers."

Borchi's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he seemed to have concerns in his heart, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he shook his head and said:

"It's a bit complicated, my friend."

"I still have to think about it."

Wayne was not reluctant, anyway, regardless of whether Borch gave him a commission or not, the city of Holloburr was decided, not only did he want to go, but he also had to take Geralt with him.

Because according to the development of the original play, Geralt's dream lover Yennefer will also go to participate in this dragon slaying event, and meet Geralt again, continuing the fate that was separated last time because of the magic lamp incident.

If because of his intervention, the good brother misses this destined love, then he is really sorry for him.

Thinking of this, he smiled and patted Borch on the shoulder and said:

"Think about it, Borch."

"However, you don't have to go to the city to find a hotel to stay in, just stay at my house tonight."

"There are still enough rooms on the first floor for you to rest, and what we need now is a good drink."

Borch was quite open-minded and did not refuse Wayne's kindness, perhaps because Wayne's cooking skills were too good, which also made this well-informed golden dragon quite reluctant.

The four of them ate and drank, talked about various things they had seen and heard, and chatted for two hours before ending the lunch.

By the afternoon, Borch had been slightly drunk and fell asleep in his room.

After waiting for Borch to wash up, Wei Ya and Tia were quite bored in the simple martial arts training ground built by Wayne, using dummies to practice Zerikan's sword skills.

The four Zerui machetes were like a thunderstorm in their hands, fast and ruthless, slashing at the enemy's vital points, and often only the afterimage of the blade could be seen between swings, and even onlookers would feel terrified.

With the dexterous steps of the girls, it is definitely a battlefield killing technique, and the power is amazing.

Wayne stood by and watched for a while, and also felt that it was quite tricky, if he didn't use the magic seal, he would not be able to retreat in the face of the siege of the two girls, and he had to pay a certain price to win.

Although Tia and Wiya look to be only about twenty years old, the female warriors of Zerikan are different from ordinary soldiers, they have been rigorously selected since childhood, trained by professional instructors, and undergo rigorous militarized training, which has been the same for ten years, never stopping.

Therefore, every adult Zerekan female warrior is basically an elite fighter who has been trained for more than ten years, and even in the kingdom of Zerikan, she enjoys a very high status.

And to be able to become the guards of the golden dragon Borchi, these two girls can be said to be the geniuses of the female warriors of Zereka, and they can only have such qualifications after layers of selection.

Perhaps the two Zerikan girls were also very interested in the witcher's swordsmanship, and after seeing Wayne standing aside, Wei Ya, who was shorter, had a more daring personality, she grinned at Wayne, and said in a somewhat jerky lingua franca:

"Mr. Wayne, there's no point in practicing knife skills with dummies."

"We're interested in the witcher's swordsmanship, can you try it out with us?"

Hearing this, Wayne looked at Wei Ya, and then at Tia on the side, and the two Zerican girls looked at him with bright eyes, full of anticipation, making it difficult for him to refuse.

So, he smiled a little helplessly, nodded, and didn't talk nonsense, took out an unedged steel sword from the weapon rack on the side, put on the offensive posture of the wolf school, and said:

"It's no problem to try it, but Wei Ya, my swordsmanship is very fast, it's not fancy swordsmanship for ornamentation, you have to concentrate."

Wei Ya nodded, picked up the Zerikan saber, and put on the offensive stance she was best at, her petite body exuding a fierce murderous aura.

As an experienced warrior, she will give her all in the face of any enemy, let alone a legendary witcher.

Seeing that Wei Ya was ready, Wayne didn't continue to talk nonsense, he held the steel sword flat, moved forward, stabbed out with a sharp blade, and used the most common and most difficult to defend against the girl.

And just the moment Wayne took out his sword, the sword light as fast as a cold star shocked the heart of the Zerikan girl opposite.

She brandished her saber to form a dense curtain in front of her, but she could barely parry a few of the fastest direct stab attacks, and was disrupted by Wayne's continuous high-speed attacks, revealing a flaw.

Wayne got close, hit Wei Ya's chest with his shoulder, making her lose her balance, and then reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist and hugged her to her chest, the steel sword in his hand had instantly straddled Wei Ya's neck, making her lose her combat effectiveness.

The whole battle process only lasted more than twenty seconds, but such a crushing competition result made Wei Ya, a girl who has been called a genius warrior since she was a child, sincerely feel admiration.

She stood on tiptoe, kissed Wayne on the side of the cheek, and said with a grin:

"I am worthy of being a master of swordsmanship, if I were on the battlefield, I would have died under your sword by now."

Feeling the girl's warm lips, Wayne couldn't bear not to show his pride.

He smiled and whispered to comfort the girl, a few words of flattery and flattering comfort, and succeeded in coaxing this female warrior, who was a little frustrated because of the defeat, into a smile.

In fact, if Wayne had drunk the holy water, in the face of Wei Ya's challenge, even if he could succeed, he would not have behaved so lightly.

But now Wayne, after drinking the holy water, not only has he obtained the improvement of all attributes plus five, but also has been repaired various hidden injuries in various parts of his body, and his five senses have also been enhanced, and his strength has become much stronger than before.

With swordsmanship alone, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to defeat him alone.

Only those extraordinary warriors who are gifted, or who are also witchers, have the ability to compete with him in swordsmanship.

Tia on the side also felt a little itchy after watching the competition, and at the instigation of Wei Ya's chirping, she also had a martial arts competition with Wayne, of course, the result was similar, and she lost the competition very happily.

This frustrated the two Zerikan girls, who were a little uninterested in the next training.

Seeing this, Wayne immediately had an idea, he took out a few decks of Gwent cards from his arms, and said to the two girls with a smile:

"Don't be frustrated, Tia, Weiya, strictly speaking, we witchers can no longer be considered normal humans, our main enemies are those powerful monsters, and it is very normal to lose to us."

"While you still have time in the afternoon, why don't I teach you to play a fun game, you will definitely enjoy it."

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