Just when he was at his wit's end and was considering returning to the forest to ask the Fisher King for help, the old man had already walked out of the forest with steady steps.

The old man first looked at Wayne seriously for several times with an ambiguous look, as if he was something rare, and then he drove the boat without saying a word, taking Wayne away from the island in the middle of the lake.

When Wayne returned to the swamp village from Black Tern Island by boat, and then rode back to Vizima City from the swamp village on horseback, the sun was just rising and the city gates were opened, so he didn't have to wait outside the city like a fool.

After returning home, Wayne couldn't wait to boil water and take a hot bath. After each battle, although the blood stains on the outside of the armor were easier to deal with, the blood stains that seeped into the armor always made him feel uncomfortable.

Not only was it wet, as if countless tentacles were crawling on his body, it also had a disgusting odor that always lingered in his keen sense of smell.

But there was no other way. This was the profession of killing that he was engaged in. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, it was better than Geralt going into the sewer and dealing with those water ghosts covered in feces.

With the end of the Lady of the Lake incident, Wayne's life gradually returned to normal. In addition to completing some ordinary commissions he received sporadically, he helped Revarden and some other logging bosses clean up the monsters that attacked them.

What he did most on weekdays was to go to Master O. Henry's blacksmith shop to learn various forging techniques, buy various daily necessities for his home, and build other necessary daily facilities.

Nearly a month and a half passed like this. Wayne successfully learned the forging technique by spending money regardless of cost and wasting a lot of materials, and also upgraded it to level two.

Forging LV2: Forging success rate +2, quality improvement +2.

And Lala, the little earth spirit who learned magic from the Lady of the Lake, returned to her home a week later.

Then, together with her parents and brother, she came to Wayne's home from the wellhead and delivered the reward for the last commission and her sincere thanks.

Lala's father, Cruz, not only gave Wayne a small bag of carefully polished precious gems as a reward, but also gave Wayne a special magic item.

"Mr. Wayne, this is a magic wine flask I found while exploring an ancient ruin. It is a gift I carefully selected for you."

Cruz handed Wayne a wine flask that looked like it was made of silver, had a flat shape, and was engraved with various magical inscriptions. He said sincerely, "You are a demon hunter who often has to carry out commissions in the wild. You will definitely like this gift very much."

"This magic wine flask can hold four different drinks in total, and because of the special magic, each drink can hold about the amount of a whole wine barrel."

"Not only that, once the drinks enter this wine flask, they will no longer be affected by the outside temperature. In other words, if you put hot water in it, even after a year, as long as you pour it out, it will still be hot water."

At this point, Cruz touched his beard reluctantly and said with emotion: "I wonder which magic master created this magic item."

"It contains not only space magic, but also time magic. Moreover, the magic inscriptions on it are not in any of the fonts we have today."

"I have studied it for a long time and read many ancient books, but I still have no clue. Sometimes I even doubt that it is not from this world."

At this point, he nodded to Wayne again with gratitude and said, "However, since you are my son's savior and the favored one of the Lady of the Lake, I am willing to give this treasure to you."

Wayne picked up the wine jug and examined it carefully, then couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was sure that this magic wine jug was not a product of the wizard's native world, but must be a magical item that came from other worlds due to a certain celestial intersection.

Because the style of this wine jug is a classic shape that was very popular on Earth in the 19th century.

The magical inscriptions carved on the wine jug are very similar to the legendary runes.

But based on these two points, Wayne couldn't be sure which magical world this wine jug came from.

However, once liquids such as hot water, fine wine, cold drinks or potions enter this jug, it is as if time has stopped, and no other changes will occur until they are poured out.

It is the perfect tool for home travel.

Wayne also discovered that after being rescued by the Lady of the Lake, Lala's brother Fitz had indeed gotten rid of the influence of the evil god. He was a little earth spirit with a somewhat bad temper, but an extremely tough character.

I don't know if it can be considered a blessing in disguise, but after the evil god's transformation, the little earth spirit Fitz is not only much stronger than his peers in terms of physical strength, but he also has gill-like tissue growing on his cheeks, gaining the ability to live both on land and in water. The octopus tentacles on his chin no longer grow, but instead look like a strange decoration, which is quite interesting.

Perhaps in the future, when Fitz grows up, even without relying on magical abilities, this little guy will be able to defeat other enemies with his physical strength and martial arts.

Wayne also received news from Cruz that several other survivors rescued from the merman's lair did not persist after being sent to the swamp village.

After holding on for a few days, he finally left this world accompanied by his loved ones.

Perhaps, compared to becoming a slave of the evil god or a minion of the evil god, being able to die beside one's loved ones is a blessing in disguise.

After living in Vizima for nearly two months, Wayne gradually adapted to this medieval life.

Because of his physical features, apart from the more conspicuous amber cat eyes, he looks like a handsome and strong elf boy. In addition, he does not have to worry about the pressure of life, so the identity of a demon hunter does not actually have much impact on him.

After all, Wayne lives a very low-key life in the city of Vizima. He always hangs around a few acquaintances, and basically every commission is introduced by an acquaintance. The clients all show considerable respect for his identity as a demon hunter.

Gradually, Geralt stopped worrying about Wayne and no longer had to worry about this young apprentice encountering any danger in the city.

And one night, White Wolf Geralt formally bid farewell to Wayne.

"Wayne, I've been in Vizima long enough."

"We have basically cleared out all the commissions here, and you have lived a fairly stable life."

"In a few days, I will leave here and go to some countries further west to see if there are other jobs."

Wayne, who was having dinner with Geralt, raised his eyebrows, but was not too surprised. The two had already agreed on this matter a long time ago, but Geralt only brought it up today.

He thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded and suggested, "Since you have made up your mind, I will not stop you."

"However, Geralt, we have moved to our new home for nearly a month, and we haven't held any celebrations yet."

"The day after tomorrow, I plan to hold a dinner party at home and invite some of our friends to attend. It can also serve as your farewell party. I hope you won't refuse."

Geralt nodded and responded in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, let's do this. I just happened to have saved some money, so I need to prepare some supplies for the trip before I leave."

(End of this chapter)