Time flies, and Wayne's days on duty at the lumberyard are over.

Life was quite peaceful in the last few days. No werewolves came to attack the lumberyard, and no werewolf children came to seek revenge on him, which made Wayne feel relieved.

He briefly introduced to Deacon Ozk the information about Geralt who would come to take over from him in the afternoon.

After a brief farewell, he rode his mount Lucifer back to Vizima along the same route.

After a week, there was no change in the city. It was still very busy. Many workers were needed to build the new city, and jobs became quite easy to find. Even the poor families in the slums were living a more comfortable life than in previous years.

When he returned home, Wayne found that Geralt was also at home, shirtless, holding a hammer and a wood saw, working hard at carpentry work.

There were a lot of wood and straw piled up in the open space in the backyard.

After he asked curiously, Geralt said awkwardly: "When I got home yesterday, I found that Radish had broken free from his reins and ran to the front yard, eating a lot of the flowers and plants you planted."

"That night, the little earth spirit named Lala ran out of the well, very angry. I don't know what magic she used, but she made Radish have diarrhea all night and the yard was full of horse manure."

"I thought, this isn't a solution, so I just bought some materials and prepared to build a stable in the backyard."

Wayne nodded, but he was not angry. The area of ​​this house is 1,000 ping, which is more than 3,000 square meters. Not to mention building a stable, even a martial arts field, a swimming pool and a back garden are more than enough.

It seems that little Lala really likes the flowers and plants in the front yard. It just so happens that he has collected a lot of herb seeds from the forest this time, so he can build a greenhouse to grow herbs next to the well in the backyard.

It is too troublesome to go to the forest to collect herbs every time to make medicine. It is a good idea to let the little guy be his free gardener.

As for the legendary Lady of the Lake, although he also wanted to get close to her, he couldn't force it. After all, the powerful Sword of the Lady of the Lake was definitely the weapon that every swordsman dreamed of.

Looking at White Wolf working hard, sweating but enjoying it, Wayne suddenly noticed that something was missing, so he asked, "By the way, why can't I see Dandelion? Where did that guy go?"

Geralt hammered twice, hammering a nail into the log, shrugged, and said:

"That guy left Vizima the day before yesterday. He was a student at Oxenford University. His vacation was over, so he left in a carriage without saying goodbye to you."

"This bastard borrowed Oren from me before he left. I don't know when he will return it to me."

Oxenfurt College, also known as Oxenburg University, is a college located in the famous city of Redania in the Northern Kingdom. It is considered the highest institution in the Northern Kingdom where ordinary people can learn scientific knowledge.

What impressed Wayne the most was that Shani, one of the famous heroines in The Wizard, was a famous alumnus of this academy. Judging from her age, this girl was probably already born.

After hammering the last nail into the wooden stake, Geralt wiped the sweat from his head with some satisfaction, turned to Wayne and said, "Can you build a stable? If not, leave it for me to build when I come back."

"By the way, how's the lumberyard going? Have you encountered any special monsters in the past few days?"

Wayne hummed, examining the stable where Geralt had just laid the foundation.

The style is quite ordinary, but because the wood used is quite thick, it should be very sturdy after it is built.

"It's safe now, but on my first day at the lumberyard, I encountered a werewolf kidnapping lumberjacks."

"He was cursed and his mind was controlled. I killed him in the end."

Hearing this, Geralt immediately turned around and looked at Wayne in surprise and asked:

"You killed a werewolf? The last time I encountered a werewolf was more than thirty years ago."

Wayne nodded and told the whole story of how he dealt with the werewolves, how he hid the secrets of the werewolf children, and how he caught the murderer. Finally, he said with some emotion:

"These villains are even more abominable than monsters. This was supposed to be a happier ending than a fairy tale, but because of three scumbags with their brains full of sex, it turned into a tragedy."

"All that's left is a helpless and cursed orphan, struggling to survive in this world."

Geralt was silent for a few seconds, sighed, and then looked at Wayne with an appreciative expression. Obviously, Wayne's humane way of handling the matter was quite to his liking.

He said with some regret, "Remember what Vesemir taught you? Human hearts are often scarier than monsters."

"Unfortunately, there are too few cases of werewolves, and there is still no accurate way to remove this curse."

At lunch, Wayne cooked himself again, allowing Geralt to enjoy a delicious lunch with him.

In this house, other facilities may not be perfect, but the kitchen was purchased quite luxuriously from the first day.

The only pity is that there were no facilities like refrigerators in the Middle Ages. Even if you wanted to keep the food fresh, you could only wait until you built a cellar to store ice in the future to achieve this effect.

After eating and drinking, Geralt rode his mount Carrot to the lumberyard, leaving Wayne alone at home.

Of course, he was not idle either. Instead, he went to his room on the second floor, closed the door, and started opening the treasure chest.

During the seven days of guarding the sawmill, a total of one expert-level treasure chest and six ordinary-level treasure chests were obtained.

As the treasure chests were opened one after another, Wayne's face showed disappointment.

Ding! Expert-level treasure chest, open.

Obtained: 142 Orens.

Ding! 6 ordinary treasure chests, open.

Obtained: 71 Orens and three bottles of intermediate healing potions.

Intermediate Healing Potion: A potion made by Azeroth alchemists that can quickly restore a small amount of vitality and treat medium internal injuries. The usage interval is one hour.

It seems that my luck last time has run out. This time, out of the seven treasure chests, there was nothing from the expert-level ones, but there were three bottles of fairly useful potions from the ordinary-level ones.

According to Wayne's understanding, the healing potion from Azeroth should be very different from the swallow potion of their demon hunters.

Perhaps its therapeutic effect is not as long-lasting as the Swallow Potion, but this alchemical potion is not only usable by ordinary people and has no side effects, but also works very quickly. It can be saved for ordinary people who are seriously injured as a life-saving medicine.

After opening the treasure chest, Wayne took a hot bath at home, changed into light clothes, and went to Master O. Henry's blacksmith shop.

Now that I have some free time, I will put the plan of learning forging technology on the agenda.

That afternoon, he learned a lot of basic blacksmithing knowledge from the dwarf Andrew, then bought a simple furnace, some basic forging tools and some forging materials from the blacksmith shop, and hired an ox cart to drag them back to his home.

By the time he unloaded the things from the ox cart and returned to his room, it was almost dusk.

Just as Wayne was about to take a shower and prepare dinner for himself, a somewhat timid voice came from the corner of his room.

"Wayne, is that you?"

Wayne was startled and subconsciously put on a Quinn shield for himself, then looked towards the corner.

He saw a small earth spirit with a wreath on its head, purple skin, a thin figure, wearing a special leather suit, and only half a meter tall. It was looking at him with its big watery eyes with some uneasiness.

It’s the little earth spirit, Lala.

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and asked in a kind tone:

"It's me, Lala, what can I do for you?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Lala walked out of the corner, looked at Wayne, and said in a pleading voice: "Wayne, you are a demon hunter. My brother was captured by a group of murlocs at noon. I don't know where my parents are. I want you to help me rescue my brother."

Ding! The mission is triggered.

[Save the Little Earthling Fizz], Expert level.

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(Please give me a beautiful picture of the Lady of the Lake and post it in the comments. She is too ugly in the game.) (End of this chapter)