In the largest tavern in Floating Harbor, the big gambling game hosted by Wayne has entered its climax.

Different from the gambling game last night, due to the spread of the news of the big gambling game, almost 80% of the townspeople in the floating harbor came here that afternoon to join in the fun.

The spectators all held their breath and watched the progress of the game.

Because there were so many people coming to join in the fun, even this big pub couldn't accommodate them all, and the brothel on the second floor had no business anymore. Those women who were dressed up in revealing clothes all lay on the handrails of the stairs, discussing the grand occasion of the competition in low voices.

A dozen soldiers stood in the four corners of the tavern, weapons in their hands, standing on tiptoe watching the game, their faces also filled with amazement.

Some latecomers could only stand outside the pub, watching the lively atmosphere through the window with the dense crowd.

Dandelion, wearing a gorgeous tights, holding his lute, sang and shouted hard.

“Thump, thump, thump!”

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

"The prize money on site has reached 435 Orens."

"Any challengers?"

“Will there be new challengers?”

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

"If someone can end his winning streak, that person will surely become a hero of Fugang and be recorded forever in Fugang's history."

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

"Come on, all you need is an Oren and a deck of Gwent cards, and you'll have a chance to become that hero."

After listening to Dandelion's inspiring praise, some Gwent players who were originally timid because of Wayne's fifty consecutive victories immediately regained their courage.

A young businessman stepped forward first, threw an oren on the table, picked up his Gwent card, and sat opposite Wayne, who had a flat smile on his face.

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

But soon, another challenger took his place.

However, these floating harbor residents and travelers are just ordinary people after all. They are neither true Gwent masters, nor have they collected a complete set of powerful rare cards like the wealthy businessman Revarden.

And Wayne, whom they were facing, had drawn nearly a hundred cards from the losers after two days of big gambling. Although the deck in his hand lacked those extremely rare and powerful cards, it had been perfected to perfection after so many adjustments.

The level of the Gwent cards that came with the system was upgraded to level four after many battles. With the blessing of four points of luck, gambling against ordinary people is like cheating, and you can draw any card you want.

How long an ordinary 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 try, after seeing Wayne easily defeat five challengers in a row and achieve 55 consecutive victories, no one in the tavern wanted to challenge this terrifying Gwent player anymore.

The registration fee of one oren is not expensive, but at least it can allow people to have a few good meals. Instead of wasting it, it is better to stay and do something else.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of no one continuing to challenge, Dandelion's face flushed with excitement, and he announced in a high-pitched voice:

"I now declare this unprecedented grand gamble, the earth-shattering Gwent tournament."

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

"In this big game, he defeated one hundred challengers in a row without losing a single game. He is a well-deserved super player of Gwent."

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

“He is the true champion of Floating Harbor.”

At this point, Dandelion put down the lute in his hand, raised his hands high, clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and announced loudly: "Now, everyone, I want to tell you a good news."

"You are honored. Our champion of the floating harbor is a generous and kind man. Since no one can win the prize, he decided to give half of the prize, a full 230 Orens, to the tavern owner as a reward for everyone's enthusiasm."

"From today on, every resident of Floating Harbor will receive a free glass of beer from the boss until the money is spent."

“This is an act of generosity that deserves praise, and let’s celebrate it together.”

Under Dandelion's encouragement, all the onlookers cheered excitedly when they heard that there would be free beer in the next few days.

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

However, the lively atmosphere is 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 night time, and the residents happily took a free glass of beer, and then began to return home in twos and threes. Their satisfied expressions clearly showed that they were excited to participate in such an interesting competition.

Wayne and Geralt didn't want to cause trouble, so they had already packed their luggage and prepared to set off early the next morning to start their 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. It was the richest place in the entire Vizima.

In that city, there is a mix of good and bad people, and all kinds of bizarre incidents occur one after another. There are a large number of commissions, which are just what they need demon hunters like them to solve.

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

At the same time, this poet classmate who liked to gather information everywhere also told Wayne and the others a piece of news.

The merchant Reverden, who had lost three hundred orens to him at the gambling table, will also set out with his caravan tomorrow morning, and his destination will also be Vizima.

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

He didn't care about the pitiful reward, but because, by moving with a large group of people, he could not only ride in a comfortable carriage but also get some food.

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

Wayne always reminds himself that a tall building starts from the ground, and if you want to become stronger, you must seize every opportunity to become stronger.

The lifespan of a demon hunter is indeed long, but if you don’t seize the opportunity to enhance your strength, you might end up as a corpse in an accident.

(End of this chapter)