"Triss, will you accept this commission?"

Although Wayne asked this question, he already had the answer in his heart.

The red-haired beauty was so active in inviting him to her home, it was definitely not just for the delicious meal, nor was she coveting his body, but most likely because she was impressed by his strength as a demon hunter and wanted to find a powerful helper.

Of course, this is already a very sincere invitation. It is a world of difference compared to some other employers who just post a notice and then, after the commission is completed, cheat, default, lie about the truth and do other things.

It can only be said that Wayne's style of only accepting commissions from people he knows has allowed him to avoid a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, Triss had a somewhat embarrassed expression on her beautiful face when she heard this, and said meaningfully:

“It’s hard for me to refuse this commission.”

"Although Duke Maripo said he would send soldiers to assist me, how can I trust those peasants who have just learned how to use weapons?"

"I now hope to have a strong warrior, a true swordsmanship master to help me. Only in this way can I be sure to deal with a powerful deer-headed spirit."

"Would you like to help me complete this commission, Wayne?"

As Triss finished her words, the system's prompt sound immediately rang in his ears.

Ding! Mission triggered, [Dealing with the Trouble at the Mine], Master Level.

Do you want to receive it?

Hearing this voice, Wayne's heart tightened slightly. It turned out to be a master-level mission, and the name of the mission did not mention the name of the Deer-Headed Spirit. So there was a certain chance that the enemy faced in this mission would be stronger than the Deer-Headed Spirit.

However, when Wayne thought about the rewards for the master-level mission, he had no intention of refusing at all.

Putting aside the gold coin rewards and the possible treasure-level other-worldly items that could be obtained, the mission experience alone was equivalent to the sum of more than a hundred ordinary-level missions.

He licked his lips, looked at the red-haired beauty's pleading eyes, thought for a moment, and then said, "Although the Deer-Headed Elf is very powerful and there have been precedents of demon hunters dying at its hands, Triss, if you are willing to discuss with me before taking action and respect my professional opinion, I am willing to work with you to get rid of this monster."

"Well, this is also one of our duties as demon hunters."

After saying this with a slight seriousness, Wayne smiled gently and added:

"Besides, I believe that no man would refuse to be the guardian of a beautiful lady like you."

Hearing Wayne's agreement, Triss's face was filled with smiles again. Although they had only carried out one mission together, as a demon hunter, in the sorceress's heart, he was naturally more trustworthy than an ordinary soldier.

What's more, Wayne gives people the impression of being a gentleman, handsome and powerful demon hunter. Not only men like beautiful women, but ladies also like handsome men.

Triss covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Wayne with seductive eyes and said:

"Thanks for the compliment, Wayne."

"But I also know the rules of the demon hunters. We can talk about the reward now."

………………

The next morning, Wayne woke up in his own home, yes, his own home.

The beautiful Ms. Triss did not let Wayne stay overnight at her house. Perhaps this lady was more conservative than she looked, or because of Kayla's influence, the two handsome men and beautiful women did not cross the line of friends.

After discussing the remuneration, the two played a few rounds of Gwent and talked about their respective lives. In the past, when they were together, Keira was always present, so they didn't get to know each other too well.

The conversation that night gave the two of them a new understanding of each other.

As for the issue of remuneration, Triss originally wanted to pay Wayne one thousand orens as a reward. It can only be said that as a sorceress, this reward is already quite high. The famous White Wolf Geralt may not be able to earn this much in a year.

However, Lord Wayne, who was not short of money, rejected the proposal. He was now wanting to repay the favor that Triss owed him. Of course, he didn't want to let Triss pay it off all at once for such a small amount of money and let the favor slip away for nothing. So he simply reached an agreement with the sorceress, a promise that he would get some help from the sorceress if he had any difficulties in the future.

As for the extent of the help, that would depend on the relationship between the two people at that time.

After getting up, Wayne prepared a simple breakfast for himself and several members of his family. He found that Berengar was actually quite hardworking. Of course, it might also be related to the fact that he was used to living a hard life.

Wayne just casually mentioned that he wanted to clear a piece of wasteland in the yard to grow medicinal herbs. Unexpectedly, Berengar had already quietly taken on the task and was using a hoe to cultivate the land in the backyard.

He was quite relieved about this, as most of the evil people in the world were not born evil. They were as pure as a blank sheet of paper when they were born. It was only because of tragedies and necessity that pushed them to the side of evil.

After breakfast, he first went to Master O. Henry's blacksmith shop and brought some good wine and food to entertain the old dwarf.

Currently, the dwarf blacksmith master is researching a set of light armor for him. The materials used are special dragon scales he obtained from the Elder Scrolls world and dragon materials obtained from the green dragon.

Because these materials are extremely rare, even unique, and some are from another world, there is no way to refer to the current demon hunter suit blueprints, and the master blacksmith can only figure it out on his own.

The set of armor Wayne currently possesses is only the initial equipment for the Wolf School Demon Hunter. Although it can be considered sophisticated, it is definitely not powerful. In order to cope with battles that may occur at any time in the future, a set of powerful armor is already a very urgent matter.

Master O. Henry was quite concerned about Wayne's affairs. After a meal, he devoted himself to the research of armor. The current progress is still at the stage of developing drawings. It is unknown how long we have to wait to see the finished product.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Wayne suddenly felt a little bored again. The departure time agreed with Triss was the day after tomorrow morning, and the two of them did not need to rush. The sorceress would use the portal to take him directly to Maribor City. He only needed to prepare the necessary luggage.

Wayne was just thinking about whether to go to a tavern to use his Gwent skills to make some money and gain some Gwent experience when he suddenly saw a little boy with bruises on his face running past him in a hurry.

Behind the boy, three men with fat faces, tattered clothes, and various tattoos on their partially exposed limbs were chasing him.

The leader, a fat bald man, was panting as he chased them, shouting in a vicious tone:

"Don't run away, you bastard! I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

"You actually dared to report me to the guards, causing me to lose a lot of money. Today I must break your legs and let you know the consequences of meddling in other people's affairs."

The other two people following the fat man also laughed when they heard this, and it was obvious that they were confident of winning.

Sure enough, the little boy was injured and he was still a child. Before he could run far, he was surrounded by the three men.

The fat and big-eared bald man was not polite at all. He grabbed the boy's hair with one hand and slapped him in the face several times in a row, causing blood to ooze from the corners of the boy's mouth and stars in his eyes. He couldn't help but scream in pain.

Unfortunately, they were in the slums of the old city of Vizima. The people living here were a mixed bunch, most of them were poor people struggling to survive, and no one had the leisure or courage to meddle in other people's affairs.

After slapping the boy a few times, the fat bald man seemed to feel quite refreshed. He pushed the boy down and cursed, "You son of a bitch, you are a poor guy, an orphan without a father or a mother, and you dare to meddle in my business? Even if I steal money, I steal the money of the rich. What does it have to do with you, a son of a bitch?"

He glanced at the two brothers beside him, signaling them to act together, and said viciously:

"Today I will break one of your legs and teach you a good lesson."

"Just so you know, as a poor guy, no one cares about your life or death."

After saying this, he and his two companions were about to take action when they suddenly saw a tall, handsome young man in gorgeous clothes walking towards them from a distance.

Before they could open their mouths to ask, they saw the handsome young man raise his foot and kick them hard in the chest with a speed and force that ordinary people could not avoid.

Just like being hit head-on by an angry bull, he and his two brothers had no power to resist at all. They were kicked several meters away by the handsome boy and slammed heavily into a mud pit in the slums.

Wayne looked at the three men with cold eyes as they struggled to get up, not daring to resist at all and immediately turned around and ran away, and snorted with disdain.

They are just some petty thieves who bully the weak and fear the strong.

He turned to look at the injured boy sitting on the ground, watching the boy covering his bruised face and sobbing silently. After thinking for a while, he asked in a daze:

"No wonder you look familiar. Your name seems to be Alex, right?"

"Do you remember me? Last year at the Fox Tavern, you were the one who reminded me that my horse was stolen."

(End of this chapter)