Most humans in this world are staunch racists. Even if they do not obviously reject non-human races, basically few people make friends with non-human races as Wayne said, let alone sub-human races or dragons.

He chuckled and took another big sip of red wine, looking quite happy. He patted his bloated belly and said, "Wayne, my friend, can I call you that?"

Wayne smiled and nodded, not rejecting Borch's approach, and said:

"You are a well-informed gentleman, Borch, wealthy and generous, and very interesting."

“I like making friends with people like this.”

"That's great. I also like your personality and philosophy, Wayne. You're a good person to talk to."

Borch took another sip of red wine, then stuffed a large mouthful of fried chicken into his mouth, and suddenly said with some emotion: "However, I can't stay here for long, my friend. Tomorrow I will leave here and go to Holober City."

"There is something I must do there."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Wayne. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely treat you well."

Upon hearing this, Wayne immediately guessed the purpose of Borch's trip. He probably heard somewhere that there was news of a dragon slaying in Holobel City, so he wanted to rush there to see the situation.

In the original book, he met Geralt and learned that the White Wolf was a witcher who was unwilling to kill the dragon, so he used his human identity to involve Geralt in the dragon-slaying incident, allowing him to confuse the forces of all parties and successfully rescue the injured dragon.

And now, because of his influence, Borch probably won't be able to touch Geralt, so he has to think of other ways to save the dragon.

Wayne thought about it in his mind for a few seconds, then pretended to be regretful and said, "Are you leaving tomorrow, Borch?"

"That's a shame. I'm planning to hold an open-air dinner party at home tomorrow to celebrate my move into a new home and to honor one of my fellow demon hunters."

"If you, Via, and Tia also participate, it will definitely be a very pleasant experience."

As he spoke, he looked at Borch's expression, pretended to be in deep thought for several seconds, and then asked, "If you are in any trouble?"

"You know, as a demon hunter, I should be able to help you if it's a request from a friend."

"And a knight as wealthy as you will receive the help of two witchers if you are willing to pay enough."

Borch's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he seemed to have some concerns in his heart. After thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and said:

"This is a complicated matter, my friend."

"I still need to think about it."

Wayne didn't force it. Regardless of whether Borch gave him the commission or not, he had already decided to go to Holobor City. Not only did he want to go, but he also wanted to take Geralt with him.

Because according to the development of the original drama, Geralt's dream lover Yennefer will also go to participate in the dragon-slaying event and meet Geralt again, continuing the fate that was separated by the magic lamp incident last time.

If his good brother missed out on this destined love because of his interference, he would really be feeling sorry for him.

Thinking of this, he smiled, patted Borch on the shoulder and said:

"Think about it, Borch."

"But you don't have to go to the city to find a hotel. You can stay at my house tonight."

"There are enough guest rooms on the first floor for you to rest. What we need now is a good drink."

Borch was quite open-minded and did not reject Wayne's kindness. Perhaps it was because Wayne's cooking skills were so good that this knowledgeable Golden Dragon was reluctant to leave.

The four of them ate and drank, and talked about various things they had seen and heard. They chatted for a full two hours before finishing their lunch.

In the afternoon, Borch was already a little tipsy and fell asleep in the guest room.

After helping Borch wash up, Weiya and Tia were quite bored and practiced Zerekan's swordsmanship using dummies in the simple martial arts training ground built by Wayne.

The four Zerai sabers were like a thunderstorm in their hands, fast and fierce, each one slashing at the enemy's vital points. Often only the afterimage of the blade could be seen while they were swinging, which made even bystanders feel frightened.

Wayne stood by and watched for a while, and also felt that it was quite tricky. If he did not use the seal, he would not be able to escape unscathed from the siege of the two girls. He would have to pay a certain price to win.

Although Tia and Weiya look only about twenty years old, the Zerekan female warriors are different from ordinary soldiers. They have been strictly selected since childhood and have received rigorous military training under the training of professional instructors, day after day for ten years without stopping.

Therefore, every adult female Zerekan warrior is basically an elite fighter who has undergone more than ten years of training, and enjoys a very high status even in the Zerekan Kingdom.

As for being able to become the guards of the Golden Dragon Bolchi, these two girls can be said to be geniuses among the female warriors of Zereka. They have gone through layers of selection to have such qualifications.

Perhaps the two Zerekan girls were equally interested in the demon hunter's swordsmanship. After seeing Wayne standing beside them, the shorter Weiya, who was more daring, grinned at Wayne and said in a somewhat awkward common language:

"Mr. Wayne, there's no point in practicing swordplay with a dummy."

"We are very interested in the witcher's swordsmanship. Can you compete with us?"

Hearing this, Wayne looked at Weiya, then at Tia beside him. The two Zerekan girls looked at him with sparkling eyes full of expectation, making it difficult for him to refuse.

So, he smiled helplessly, nodded, and without further ado, he took out an unsharpened steel sword from the weapon rack beside him, assumed the attacking stance of the Wolf School, and said, "It's fine for a competition, but Wei Ya, my swordsmanship is very fast, not a fancy swordsmanship for show. You must concentrate."

Weiya nodded, picked up the Zerekan saber, and assumed her best offensive stance, with a fierce murderous aura emanating from her petite body.

As an experienced warrior, she would go all out against any enemy, let alone a legendary demon hunter.

Seeing that Weiya was ready, Wayne didn't say any more nonsense. He held the steel sword horizontally, stepped forward, and stabbed out with the sharp blade, using the most common and most difficult to defend quick stab at the girl.

In just the moment when Wayne drew his sword, the sword light, as fast as a cold star, shocked the Zerekan girl opposite him.

She wielded her saber to form a dense curtain of swords in front of her, but she could only barely block a few of the fastest straight attacks before she was thrown off balance by Wayne's continuous high-speed attacks, revealing her flaws.

Wayne moved close and hit Weiya's chest with his shoulder, causing her to lose balance. Then he reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist, holding her to his chest. The steel sword in his hand instantly crossed Weiya's neck, making her lose her combat ability.

The entire battle lasted only twenty seconds, but the crushing result made Weiya, a girl who had been known as a genius warrior since childhood, feel sincere admiration.

She stood on tiptoe, kissed Wayne on the side of his face, and said with a smile:

"You are indeed a master of swordsmanship. If we were on the battlefield, I would have died under your sword by now."

Feeling the girl's warm lips, Wayne tried hard not to show his pride.

He smiled and comforted the girl softly. With a few flattering words, he successfully made the female warrior, who was a little depressed because of the failure, smile from ear to ear.

In fact, if it was Wayne before he drank the holy water, he would not have acted so nonchalantly when facing Viya's challenge even if he could succeed.

But now, after drinking the holy water, Wayne not only gained a +5 improvement in all attributes, but also repaired various hidden injuries in various parts of his body. His five senses were also enhanced, and his strength was much stronger than before.

It is basically impossible for an ordinary person to defeat him in a one-on-one fight relying solely on swordsmanship.

Only those gifted with extraordinary talents, or extraordinary warriors who are also demon hunters, have the ability to compete with him in swordsmanship.

After watching the competition, Tia, who was standing by, also felt itchy. Under Viya's chattering instigation, she also had a martial arts competition with Wayne. Of course, the result was similar, and she lost the competition very easily.

This made the two Zerekan girls quite frustrated, and they lost interest in the subsequent training.

Seeing this, Wayne immediately had an idea. He took out a few decks of Gwent cards from his pocket and said to the two girls with a smile:

"Don't be depressed, Tia, Weiya. Strictly speaking, we demon hunters are no longer normal humans. Our main enemies are those powerful monsters. It is very normal for them to lose to us."

"Since you still have some time this afternoon, why don't I teach you an interesting game? You will definitely like it."

(End of this chapter)