Seeing the figure standing in the yard, Wayne jumped down and gently waved the space bracelet in his right hand at the magic carpet floating in the air. The carpet obediently got into his space bracelet.

He was wearing a complete set of shiny and gorgeous dragon skin armor, with dark gold arm armor on his left hand, and several glittering gem rings and bracelets on his right hand. He had no weapons on his back, only a dagger engraved with magic inscriptions hanging around his waist. Although there was a little frost on the armor from flying in the cold wind for too long, he looked tall and mighty, well-equipped, and handsome, comparable to the protagonist in any adventure novel.

Vesemir looked at Wayne's extraordinary and gorgeous equipment. He felt quite proud, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have a headache.

This was only his second year, what was going on with this little demon hunter he had taken in? This was too much, was he robbing the treasures of some dragons, or was he robbing the treasury of some kingdom?

Although the old demon hunter couldn't tell the name of Wayne's equipment and could only recognize it as green dragon leather, his powerful demon hunter senses still enabled him to distinguish the powerful magical fluctuations emanating from these equipment. Each piece of equipment was a magical item that should not be underestimated.

Obviously, what this young demon hunter has gained in the past year has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

After putting away the magic carpet, Wayne ignored the old witcher's somewhat emotional expression and went straight up to give the old man a bear hug. He patted his back intimately and said enthusiastically: "I'm back, teacher."

After not seeing him for a year, I don't know if it's the influence of the awakening of the ancient blood and his natural divine power, but he has grown taller and his figure is not at all like the frail elf. Although he can't be called a devilish muscleman, the muscles on his body are very beautiful, his figure is slender and strong, and he can definitely be described as tall and heroic.

Compared to him, ordinary elves are just sissies.

Now even Wesemir no longer seemed so tall in front of him.

The old demon hunter also patted Wayne on the back affectionately and said with a smile:

"Okay, kid, go in early. It's cold outside and everyone is waiting for you."

Entering the castle hall, several members of the Wolf School were indeed sitting by the fireplace. White Wolf Geralt and Lambert were playing Gwent leisurely, while Eskel was holding a book about succubus and reading it with great interest.

When they saw Wayne coming in with Vesemir, the loudmouthed Lambert immediately put down his losing Gwent card and was the first to fire, saying: "Ah! Isn't this the distinguished Master Wayne?"

"I thought some sorceress was holding you back and not letting you come back?"

"Oh, by the way, her name seems to be Kayla, right? The one who is small but looks so proud."

Geralt pulled the corners of his expressionless face and said:

"No, I've heard from Yennefer that it was another red-haired sorceress who stole Keira's boyfriend. Our young master is having an affair with these two sorceresses. Maybe he is pestered by them and that's why he came home so late."

After hearing the two big mouths' words, even Eskel, who was immersed in the knowledge of succubus, raised his head and asked: "Don't these two sorceresses know that Wayne is only nineteen years old? According to the age of a half-elf, they are simply committing a crime."

Geralt and Lambert burst into laughter upon hearing this. Lambert suddenly winked at Eskel and said:

"Old buddy, don't underestimate our Master Wayne. He is much better at dealing with women than you are."

"Remember when we fought the evil god Dagon at the bottom of the lake?"

"You may not have noticed, but I saw it clearly. When we were fighting desperately in front, he and the red-haired sorceress were hiding beside Yennefer and kissing secretly. They were so passionate about the kiss."

"If we weren't all in the way, they might have done something a long time ago."

Hearing this, Geralt also put down the Gwent card in his hand, looked at Eskel with a look that said "You are too young", and said in a low voice:

"When it comes to dealing with women, Wayne is really good at it."

"We met a beautiful female elf in the underground ruins of the Kovind elves."

"Wayne only met her twice before he coaxed her into bed. I've seen the way the female elf looked at Wayne. That was definitely not a playful look. She was already deeply fascinated by Wayne."

It was only a few dozen steps from the entrance of the castle hall to the fireplace. Listening to the irrelevant gossip of these demon hunter seniors, Wayne felt like there were bugs crawling in his head, his heart was twitching, and he felt very embarrassed.

He even felt that the old witcher who was walking with him looked at him in a strange way, as if he was looking at a playboy.

Wayne took a few quick steps, shook off Vesemir beside him, walked to the table next to the fireplace, slammed the table, and waited for everyone's eyes to turn to him.

He then revealed a slightly stiff smile and explained:

"Brothers, teacher, I came back so late this time not to deal with those messy things."

"I have prepared some gifts for you. They are definitely things you have never seen before and will surprise you."

Hearing that there were gifts, and that they were gifts that Wayne had spent a lot of effort preparing, although Geralt and the others didn't care much about what they would get, they were still very happy.

They all stood up and gathered around the table. Lambert whistled, Eskel reluctantly put down the book in his hand, and even Vesemir looked at Wayne with interest, expecting that this young man could come up with something refreshing.

Seeing everyone's eyes were on him, Wayne chuckled and swung the space bracelet in his hand onto the table. Immediately, four black leather bags appeared.

These small leather bags don’t look big and have a very delicate appearance. I don’t know what material the leather is made of, but overall they are not much different from ordinary waist bags.

Facing the gazes of his companions, Wayne said nothing, with a mysterious smile on his face. Then he reached out and picked up a waist bag, opened the lid, and showed the space inside to everyone.

The old witcher Vesemir, who was the first to see the situation inside, made a sound of surprise, and then the others had similar reactions after seeing the situation inside the waist bag.

Lambert, who was the quickest to speak, asked, "What's going on? How come the space inside is more than ten times larger than it looks from the outside? Is this a magical item like your bracelet?"

"This will make your battles much easier and increase your endurance. Moreover, the things you put inside are not weighted. Even if you fill your bag with gold coins, it won't make your bag heavy."

Lambert's eyes lit up and he immediately praised: "Good stuff!"

These four waist bags are actually the most common space props in the world of Azeroth. They are small leather bags made by magicians, roughly equivalent to the eight-grid bags in the game. The internal space is one sixteenth of a cubic meter. It requires not only extremely superb tailoring skills, but also extremely advanced arcane magic technology.

It is the cheapest and best-selling magic equipment that can be sold in magic shops.

Wayne bought ten in total, each of which was worth ten Azeroth gold coins, equivalent to two hundred orens. However, if you were in the wizarding world, you might not be able to buy such a space equipment even if you spent a thousand orens.

Vesemir picked up another small leather bag with a somewhat surprised and complicated expression. He looked at it carefully for a long time before he said with emotion, "Is this a product developed by a genius sorcerer? Its craftsmanship is already quite mature. In the past few hundred years, I have seen very few magical props that can store items. I didn't expect to see so many in front of me now. It seems that the sorcerers' technology has made great progress again!"

Eskel also took a small leather bag, looked at it carefully, and said, "Wayne, are you really going to give this to us? This must be a very precious magic item. Although we know that you are very good at making money, it makes us, as seniors, feel a little embarrassed that you always take advantage of us."

Wayne waved his hand and didn't explain too much. Although he would definitely tell his companions in the future that he could travel to other worlds, now was not the time.

"Don't say that, brothers. Just like how I dealt with the evil god this year, I will definitely trouble you in many ways in the future."

"Besides, I have no other relatives besides you. Isn't it natural to share good things with my family?"

Although Wayne said it very calmly, the other demon hunters felt warm in their hearts. These rough guys would not say such thoughts out loud normally. Only an extrovert like Wayne would say such corny words so lightly.

Geralt was the closest to Wayne among the demon hunters of the same generation. He took out a small magic leather bag without hesitation, hung it on his belt, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Wayne boy, I won't be polite with you. I'll take this waist bag. You know what, it's really practical. It's simply a good thing tailor-made for us demon hunters."

After his demonstration, the others did the same and each of them took a magic waist bag and hung it around their waist.

Wayne nodded with satisfaction, then waved his right hand on the table again, and four palm-sized round stones fell out of the space bracelet. There was a strange magic pattern painted on them. They were the specialty of the world of Azeroth, ordinary-level Hearthstones.

Looking at these four strange stones, Lambert, who was the most straightforward, spoke first.

"This is, Wayne, is it a rune stone? I seem to have heard of this kind of thing that can increase the special properties of weapons."

Facing the curious eyes of his companions, Wayne smiled mysteriously again. He picked up a hearthstone, weighed it in his hand, and said:

"This thing is not a cheap item like the Rune Stone. It is a powerful magic item."

"In fact, I used to think that it was too much trouble to spend several months every year traveling across several countries to return to Kaermohen."

"With this thing, even if you are anywhere in the northern countries, you can return to Kaermohen in a few minutes. It's no problem to travel thousands of kilometers."

After listening to Wayne's introduction, Geralt, Lambert and Eskel all showed expressions of disbelief and surprise on their faces. Vesemir, on the other hand, did not have too many doubts. Instead, he touched his beard, picked up a hearthstone, put it in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.

However, as a demon hunter, although the old man was experienced, he had no talent for research. After looking at it for a long time, he could not find anything strange on this stone from another world.

The old demon hunter smacked his lips and asked in a somewhat puzzled tone: "Is this a magical item similar to the warlock's portal?"

"But I didn't sense any magical fluctuations from it. If you hadn't told me that it was a magic item, I would have thought it was just an ordinary stone."

Wayne was not surprised by this. After all, they were all new things and everyone needed some time to accept them.

He picked up a hearthstone, looked at everyone, and introduced the functions, usage, and precautions of the hearthstone in detail. After the introduction, he said with some pride:

"With this thing, we can save several months of time every year when we return to Kaermohen. In addition, if there is an emergency, we can reunite with Kaermohen in an instant. It can not only help us travel faster, but also help us escape. What do you think of this thing?"

The others were looking at Hearthstone in a daze. If the person who introduced this thing was not Wayne, but some businessman or warlock, they would definitely think that guy was a scammer.

But the person who said this now is Wayne, this guy can be said to be the most amazing young man among the Wolf School demon hunters. It is not surprising that he has done many shocking things.

The others were still lost in thought and did not speak. Vesemir was the first to react. He reached out and touched his beard again, and said with emotion:

"If this thing is as amazing as you say it is, Wayne, then you've done me a great favor."

"I am old now, and the time I spend on the road every year makes me feel very irritated. With this thing, I can stay in the castle more often and no longer go out."

Hearing the old witcher's sigh, the others came back to their senses and couldn't help but praise Wayne loudly for his gift.

This magical prop that allows them to go home at any time is simply the best gift for these Wolf School demon hunters who are attached to their homeland. While accepting this gift, they are also thinking in their hearts that they must bring a gift that will make Wayne feel satisfied next year.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing for them as seniors?

However, just when they thought that Wayne's gift was only these two good things, Wayne waved his right hand across the table, and the originally empty table was immediately filled with countless things.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have prepared a lot of other good things, wait for me to introduce them one by one."

(Relatives visited, drank in the evening, hehe!) (End of this chapter)