Return to Vizima.

Although the king's reward has not yet been paid, Wayne has already taken out three thousand orens from his own treasury in advance.

Five hundred orens were given to each of the fellow witchers, including Vesemir and Geralt, as a reward for this commission.

Except for the old witcher Vesemir who refused to accept it, the other witcher brothers were not polite to Wayne. They accepted the huge reward with a smile and a teasing tone.

Wayne did not indulge Vesemir, and not only did he force the five hundred orens on the old man, he also forced another huge sum of one thousand orens on the old man under the pretext of repairing Kaer Morhen Castle.

There are still two master-level treasure chests and dozens of ordinary-level treasure chests in his system warehouse. If these treasure chests are opened, he can get at least several thousand orens. Even if there is no reward from the king, he will not lose much money.

In a word, Mr. Wayne is not short of money.

The demon hunters who came to help Wayne specially were all relatives and friends who treated each other sincerely, and there was no need for too much courtesy.

On the second day after returning to Vizima, after Wayne personally cooked a meal that left everyone with an unforgettable memory, his fellow demon hunter brothers also left Vizima one after another, going their separate ways and heading to their respective designated locations to carry out this year's mission.

Only Berengar and Geralt, who was waiting for Yennefer, remained.

As for the sorceresses, Keira and Yennefer both needed to rest for a while because of excessive consumption of mana.

Poor Triss was in an even worse situation. Because of the mental shock from the evil god, her body suffered a backlash of magic. Not only did she suffer considerable trauma, but because of her magically sensitive constitution, she was unable to recover by taking potions.

In desperation, she could only ask King Foltest for a temporary leave of absence and suspend her work as royal advisor.

When Wayne went to see Mongte, the red-haired beauty was quite depressed, considering that Mongte was seriously injured while helping him on this mission.

Wayne felt a little guilty, so he simply stayed at Triss's house for a while. He cooked delicious meals for her every day, said sweet words to her, cared for her attentively, and used his body to warm the sorceress's wounded heart.

In order to repay the sorceresses for their help, Wayne specially took out the batch of magic manuscripts he found in the underground ruins of the Velen elves last time, and shared the knowledge in them except the witcher equipment with the three sorceresses.

This private note from a magician over a hundred years ago was immediately appreciated by the three sorceresses. They said frankly that this was very expensive magical knowledge and was very helpful to them, enough to repay the help this time.

Triss finally found a job to kill time while recovering from her injuries.

This also made Wayne secretly relieved. He didn't like to owe favors to others. His style of doing things was to repay favors and to avenge hatred.

In the following March, Wayne did not receive any difficult tasks. He donated the hundreds of kilograms of salted fish that Lambert and Eskel brought back but did not take away to the Temple of Meritelli and gave them to the poor and orphans in need of food.

In addition to completing daily tasks and waiting for the lucky day in March, what he did most was to familiarize himself with the Sword of Promised Victory given to him by the goddess Lilith.

This is a two-handed sword with a body and hilt that is nearly 1.3 meters long. It weighs about 20 kilograms in total. It is silver-white in color with a golden patterned guard. The hilt and scabbard are both forged from a blue exotic metal.

According to the information Lilith told him, although the Sword of Promised Victory cannot be said to be as sharp as a knife through iron, it is sharper than ordinary swords and extremely strong. It is difficult for any weapon to cause damage to it.

Moreover, this weapon has a powerful ability. Every time its holder uses it to kill evil monsters, the sword will be enhanced and become more powerful, and it will also store a trace of sacred magic.

And when the number of monsters it has killed reaches a certain limit, it can use a powerful holy magic attack, swinging out a huge light blade that is several meters long or even dozens of meters long, causing a devastating blow to the enemy.

As long as it stores enough power, even a powerful dragon could be cut in half by the Sword of Promised Victory.

In addition, this Sword of Promised Victory also comes with a powerful magic item, which is the scabbard of the sword.

This gorgeous scabbard made entirely of blue and gold metal also has its own name, Avalon.

Due to the long-term influence of the sacred magic within the Sword of Promised Victory, the scabbard named Avalon can cast a strong magical shield, protecting its owner from any attack for a period of time.

Of course, this absolute protective shield can only last for about a minute, and it takes nearly a month to recover after each use.

There is no doubt that the Sword of Promised Victory, combined with the scabbard of Avalon, the sword given to him by the Lady of the Lake, can not only exert great strength in daily combat, but also play a decisive role and save lives at critical moments.

It is definitely one of the rare divine swords in the world of demon hunters. It is worthy of his efforts to please the goddess, and he even sold his beauty and offered his body in the end.

Thinking of the wonderful feeling of Goddess Lilith, Wayne's heart was moved again. He decided that as long as he had time, he would go to learn and exchange new postures with the goddess every month. This was not because Wayne was lustful, absolutely not.

His main purpose was to improve his newly acquired skills, Divine Blessing.

This skill is too powerful. The resistance to abnormal status corresponds to his body, while the mental resistance and soul resistance correspond to his spirit and soul.

As long as the skill level of this divine blessing is high enough, whether it is mental attack, soul curse, or ice, lightning, fire, slashing, piercing, or bleeding.

No matter what kind of attack it is, the damage caused to him will be greatly reduced, and he may even become immortal and indestructible to all things. This can be called the strongest defensive passive skill.

As for the final skill effect, such as the attached charm attribute, Wayne understood it to be the instinctive worship, love, admiration or fear of the creatures in the world for the gods.

Charm is also an extremely powerful attribute. Whether getting along with people, animals, monsters, magical elements, or the laws of heaven and earth, being able to gain the favor of others is a powerful advantage.

Although he has not yet figured out the specific function of the charm attribute, the fact that it appears in the skill of Divine Blessing obviously has a deeper meaning.

Time flies and it is already late March.

That morning, Wayne gently took Triss, who was sleeping soundly on top of him, to one side.

He habitually reached out for the silver thirty-six-sided dice on the bedside table, tossed it casually, and it actually landed on thirty-six.

Wayne was delighted and tossed five more times in a row. The result was above 30 points each time. This performance made him realize immediately that his lucky day in March had arrived.

For him, Lucky Day, also known as Unboxing Day, is almost the most important time of every month.

Compared with other months, this lucky day is particularly important.

Because master-level missions are hard to come by, there are two master-level treasure chests in his system, waiting for him to draw prizes.

Wayne put on his clothes, turned around and patted Triss's flawless white butt, and whispered in his ear:

"Dear Triss, I have something to do today and need to go home. You don't have to wait for me for lunch."

Triss woke up from her sleep after hearing this, and subconsciously reached out and groped Wayne's body for a few times before she giggled, opened her eyes, looked at Wayne with charming eyes, and said:

"No morning exercise today?"

Feeling Triss's cold fingers, Wayne shivered subconsciously, looked at the rising sun outside the window, sighed in his heart, cursed the little goblin, then took off his clothes again and said to the sorceress:

"Well, dear Triss, since you are not afraid."

"It doesn't matter if I go out a little later."

A few hours later, when Wayne left Triss's mansion and returned to his home, he still clearly remembered Yennefer's playful smile when he left.

Unfortunately, this is the goddess of his good brother Geralt, and he can't possibly attack Yennefer.

With this thought in mind, Wayne closed his door, and as usual, he took a bath, changed his clothes, burned incense and lit a fire, set up a simple altar, sat cross-legged on the ground, prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and then entered meditation mode.

The treasure chest is opened! (End of this chapter)