After entering the Fox Tavern, there were really few people in the tavern, and according to Old York's prompt, Wayne saw the man sitting at the back door at a glance.

He is in his forties, with short dark brown hair, a few scars on his face, he is not handsome, he has a vicissitudes of life, his clothes are very simple, and his figure does not look particularly strong.

If it weren't for the sword he was carrying on his back and the conspicuous witcher's vertical pupils, no one would have doubted that he was just a stronger farmer.

Wayne didn't have stage fright, walked directly to the opposite of the man and sat down, shouted to Melissa, who was napping on the counter:

"Melissa, give me a few bottles of the best cherry mead in the store, and some beef stew and game, and by the way, put the gentleman across the street accountable to me."

Melissa, who was originally sitting at the counter, immediately raised her head when she heard this call, and when she saw that it was Wayne, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Although she was a little lame on her feet, she was very quick to move, and soon brought the food and wine that Wayne needed from the back kitchen.

And the man across from Wayne, ever since Wayne sat down, looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, until Melissa placed a large amount of good wine and food in the middle of the table between the two, and then he looked at Wayne and asked in a deep voice:

"What do you mean, friend? Well, which school of witchers are you? ”

The reason why he asked this was because Wayne was not wearing any witcher equipment at this time, but was wearing a high-end silk shirt, a short sword hanging from the belt around his waist, well-dressed, neat and tidy, and he did not wear the school badge unique to witchers around his neck.

Except for being able to tell from the amber vertical pupils that he is a witcher, the overall look is more like a young and promising teenager.

Wayne didn't answer immediately, but took two wine glasses, poured two glasses of the best cherry honey, then picked up one glass, signaled to the man opposite, and after drinking it all in one gulp, he smiled and said:

"I'm Wayne of the Wolf School, and it's nice to meet you, friend."

"It's rare to meet a peer, so I want to come and get to know him."

The man was silent for a second or two, then picked up another glass of cherry honey wine, drank it all, and then said in a low voice:

"Griffon, George, it's a pleasure to meet Wayne from the Wolf School."

Everyone was an ostracized witcher, and the wolf school had a pretty good reputation among witchers, so George didn't have much of a scramble against him.

Of course, there is another reason, Wayne looks too young, has a sunny and cheerful temperament, a gentle smile, and takes the initiative to invite guests to dinner, it is hard to believe that he is a bad person.

Seeing that George had only some black bread and ordinary beer in front of him, Wayne guessed that his life must be quite poor, which is normal, and the witchers of the griffin school are generally the kind of good old people who only receive a small fee.

So he didn't continue to be polite, but pushed away his bread with beef and wild boar, put it in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Eat some meat, George, Melissa's craft is very good, and the guests who have eaten here will always remember her craft."

And Melissa, who had been secretly watching Wayne on the sidelines, also had a happy smile on her face after hearing this.

Although he was a little surprised by Wayne's enthusiasm, George was not too polite, he smiled and nodded in response, then picked up a large piece of beef, ate it with cherry mead, and ate it happily.

After eating a few bites, he asked with some confusion:

"By the way, Wayne, did you happen to run into me here, or did you come to look for me on purpose?"

He actually already had the answer in his heart, and Wayne came straight to him after coming in, which shouldn't have been like a chance encounter.

To this question, Wayne had no need to hide it, and replied directly:

"I came here for you, George, and as it happens, the blacksmith you went to happened to be owned by my dwarven friend."

"I heard them talk about a witcher, and they were very curious, so they came here to look for you."

After saying these two sentences, Wayne then asked in a supplementary manner:

"I heard, your next destination is Willen? And also took a commission to crusade against the green dragon? ”

George glanced at Wayne with some surprise, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he nodded, and explained:

"Yes, you listened to the blacksmith in the blacksmith's shop."

"Actually, two years ago, I heard that there was a green dragon in Weilun harassing the local civilians, but at that time, there was no accurate information, and no one offered a reward for this green dragon, everyone thought it was just a rumor, so they didn't pay too much attention to it."

"And you know, we witchers don't usually hunt down these dragons with advanced intelligence."

"It wasn't until last month that I passed by Willen again and found that the local baron had put a bounty on the green dragon, and although it was only a pitiful three hundred Oren, I heard that five farmers had died at the hands of the green dragon."

"That's why I took the commission."

Speaking of this, George picked up the flask, poured himself a glass of cherry honey, took a sip and said:

"However, my silver sword was damaged in a previous battle, and in that poor place of Willen, there is no good blacksmith who can repair our silver sword."

"I rushed to Vigema overnight to the big city in search of the skilled blacksmiths."

"It's a pity that their prices are too expensive, and I took out all the money, and it was only enough to repair the silver sword, and this was because their blacksmith was willing to give me a discount, and I didn't have the money to repair the armor for battle."

Listening to George's somewhat rambling complaints, like a middle-aged and frustrated old man, Wayne thought for a moment, but in his heart, the repair fee was too expensive, and the silver sword and armor were too delicate, and almost half of the Witcher's remuneration had to be used to repair their weapons and equipment.

This is one of the reasons why he wanted to learn the art of forging in the first place.

And according to his memory, when George of the Griffin School went to Valen to slay the dragon, he was seriously injured in the chest because of the life-and-death struggle with the green dragon, and finally when he was dying, he was stolen by a thief with the potions and drawings on his body, and died a very aggrieved death.

In the end, the players were left with only a few blueprints of the Griffon School.

Now listening to him talk about this commission, not only is the reward pitiful, but the enemy is very strong, and there are really some griffin schools hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and the very chivalrous style of acting.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to eat and drink, he also chatted with George about the knowledge of the Witcher School, and exchanged the recent situation of their respective schools, which can be regarded as a long insight.

Now that the Griffin School is dead, only two or three people seem to be alive, and their base camp has been buried in ruins by the snow in an avalanche orchestrated by warlocks.

So the remnants of the Griffon School don't get together once a year like the Wolf School, they've all dispersed around the world, and it's not even clear if the other members are still alive.

This gave Wayne some idea, the Griffon School was adept at using all kinds of seals and heavy armor like knight's plate armor.

It is said that it is because of the hidden magical knowledge in the base camp of the griffin school that even the warlocks are quite covetous, so when they have repeatedly wanted to borrow and have been refused, the spell cast caused this avalanche, directly burying most of the main members of the griffin school, causing the griffin school to fall alone.

And what he is best at is also casting magic seals, and if he has the opportunity to obtain the magic knowledge of the griffon school that is useful to witchers, he should be able to improve his strength.

And even if you don't go to the Kele Sairen Fortress in Beauis to look for that knowledge, the griffin school George in front of him is also a good teacher.

The question now is how to get George to give him the knowledge he has about the Griffin School to him, a witcher of the other school.

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