Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

In the largest tavern in Floating Harbor, Wayne's big gambling game has reached its climax.

Different from the gambling game last night, due to the spread of news about the big gambling game, this afternoon, almost 80% of the residents of the floating port came here to join in the fun.

The onlookers all held their breath and paid attention to the situation of the game.

There were so many people coming to join in the fun that they couldn't even fit in the big tavern, and there was no business in the brothel on the second floor. The women, all dressed up and scantily clad, were lying on the handrails of the stairs, whispering. discussing the grand occasion of the game.

A dozen soldiers stood in the four corners of the tavern, holding weapons in their hands, standing on tiptoes and looking at the game scene, with equally amazed faces.

Some onlookers who arrived late could only stand outside the pub, sharing the lively atmosphere with the dense crowd through the windows.

Dandelion, dressed in gorgeous tights, held his lute, singing and shouting hard.

"Deng Deng Deng Deng!"

"The fiftieth consecutive victory. The demon hunter from the Wolf School, Mr. Wayne, has achieved the fiftieth consecutive victory today."

"The prize money on site has reached as high as 435 orens."

"Are there any challengers?"

"Will there be a new challenger?"

"This is a legendary victory, a miracle worthy of being written into the epic."

"If someone can end his winning streak, then that person will definitely become a hero of Floating Harbor and be forever recorded in the history of Floating Harbor."

"What are you waiting for? That lucky person may be you. Everyone is looking forward to your victory."

"Come on, with just one Oren and a deck of Gwent cards, you have a chance to become that hero."

Listening to Dandelion's encouraging praise, some Gwent players who were initially timid because of Wayne's fifty-game winning streak immediately plucked up their courage.

A young businessman stood up first, threw an Oren on the table, picked up his Gwent card, and sat across from Wayne who had a plain smile on his face.

The new gambling game started quickly and ended quickly. In less than five minutes, the young businessman lost a beautiful Gwent card and was taken away by Wayne.

But soon, another challenger sat in his seat.

However, these floating port residents and travelers are just ordinary people after all. They are neither true Gwent masters nor like the wealthy businessman Revadon who has collected a set of powerful rare cards.

The Wayne they faced had already drawn nearly a hundred cards from the losers after two consecutive days of gambling. Although the deck in his hand lacked the extremely rare and powerful cards, after so many After many adjustments, it has been perfected to perfection.

The Gwent card level that comes with the system has also been upgraded to level four after many battles. With the blessing of four points of luck, playing against ordinary people is like cheating. You can get whatever cards you want. What card.

How long an average player can last in front of him almost depends on when Wayne wants him to fail.

Although Dandelion's instigation made some Gwent players eager to give it a try, no one in the tavern thought about it after seeing Wayne calmly defeat five challengers in a row, reaching fifty-five consecutive victories. It’s time to challenge this terrifying Gwent player.

The registration fee for an oren is not expensive, but at least it can help people eat a few good meals. Instead of wasting it in vain, it is better to stay and do other things.

Finally, after no one continued to challenge for more than ten minutes, Dandelion blushed excitedly and announced in a high-pitched voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the good people of Floating Harbor."

"I now announce this unprecedented gamble, an earth-shattering Gwent tournament."

"Its final champion is our wolf sect demon hunter, Mr. Wayne."

"In this huge gambling game, he defeated a hundred challengers in a row without ever losing. He is a well-deserved Gwent super player."

"He will become a legend in the floating port and be remembered by everyone for ten, twenty, fifty, or even one hundred years."

“He is the true floating harbor champion.”

Having said this, Dandelion put down the lute in his hand, raised his hands high, clapped his palms, and after attracting everyone's attention, announced loudly:

"Now, everyone, I have some good news for you."

"You are honored. Our floating port champion is a generous and good man. Since no one can win this prize, he decided to give half of the prize, a full two hundred and thirty orens, as a reward for everyone's enthusiasm. Come to the tavern keeper.”

"Starting from today, every floating port resident can get a free cup of ale from the boss until the money is spent."

"This is a commendable act of generosity, let's cheer together."

Under Dandelion's instigation, all the residents who were watching cheered excitedly when they heard that there would be free ale for the next few days.

Maybe in the future, they won't remember the Gwent master who won hundreds of orens in the tavern, but they will definitely be impressed by the floating harbor champion who treated them to ale for a few days.

However, the lively atmosphere was always short-lived. Soon after the big gambling game ended, under the supervision of the soldiers, the crowd began to disperse one after another.

It was already dark at this time, and the residents happily received a free glass of ale, and then started to return home in twos and threes. Their satisfied expressions showed that they were obviously excited to participate in such an interesting competition.

Wayne and Geralt didn't want to cause trouble. They had already packed their luggage and were ready to set off early the next morning and embark on the journey again.

Their next stop was the city of Vizima in Temeria, which was the capital of Temeria and the city where the king's palace was located. It was home to a large number of nobles, wealthy businessmen, soldiers, gangsters, and poor people. The richest place in Jimma.

In that city, there was a mixture of fish and dragons, all kinds of bizarre incidents happened one after another, and there were a lot of commissions, which just needed demon hunters like them to solve them.

After learning that Geralt's destination was Vizima, our poet Dandelion immediately expressed his intention to go there together.

At the same time, this poet classmate who likes to inquire about information also told Wayne and the others a piece of news.

Revarden, the big businessman who lost three hundred orens to him at the gambling table, will also set out for his caravan tomorrow morning, and its destination is also Vizima.

After hearing the news, Wayne's eyes lit up and he immediately said that he would talk to Revarden to see if he could take on the escort mission.

It's not that he cares about the pitiful reward, but because by following a large group of people, he can not only enjoy a comfortable carriage but also some food.

The most important thing is that he can get a mission from Revaden.

Wayne has always told himself that if you want to become stronger, you must seize every opportunity to become stronger.

The lifespan of a witcher is indeed very long, but if you don't seize the opportunity to increase your strength, you may become a corpse in an accident.