This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 120 Isn't this more profitable than herding sheep?

Inside the Blue Tiles Tavern, which is neither too big nor too small.

The laughter and cheers gradually came to an end.

The witchers ordered food and drinks and began to feast.

"Would you like to order something to drink? Anyway, you don't have to pay."

The young bartender leaned closer and said in a low voice.

"Blackhorn Beef Bread Soup, add more beef, simmer the soup longer to make it thicker."

This is one of Tucker's favorite foods.

"Hehe... I understand." The young bartender winked at Tak, giving him a knowing look.

Waiting for my meal.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Then, the witcher squad leader, who was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with short golden-brown hair and strange silver-ringed heterochromatic eyes, sat down next to Tucker.

"Andrei Van".

The leader of the Witcher squad introduces himself.

Tucker glanced at the powerful demon hunter genius before speaking softly.

"Taniru".

"Are you also here to hunt those herders and the corrupted by the Dark Sun?" Andrei Van asked casually.

Tucker shook his head.

"For you witchers, hunting those shepherds and the Dark Sun Corruption is part of your spiritual growth."

"Not for me."

"You can understand, I was just passing through."

Tucker responded calmly.

"Are you going back to St. Land?"

"I'll go back when this gray night ends," Tucker nodded.

"That means there are at least ten days left," Andrei Van laughed.

Tucker could already sense it from the other person's tone.

The witcher captain clearly preferred to get to know himself rather than himself.

To these witchers, Tucker was, in a way, a true "local."

Moreover, he is a rather impressive local.

Nothing is more beneficial to their actions than having a capable "local" as a guide, or even to give them advice and suggestions.

as predicted.

These rough-around-the-edges alien witcher captains quickly revealed their true thoughts.

"If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to be our team's demon hunter guide before the next Gray Night ends."

Tucker turned to look at the mid-level demon hunter in front of him, who was already over level 40, and said seriously.

"If you want to get some useful advice from me."

"My advice is, the waters of the Black River Valley are very deep; you can't handle them!"

"But... I don't think you'll listen."

Tucker's words made the Witcher Andre Van laugh.

He immediately lowered his voice.

"As our squad's guide, you don't need to fight. You just need to use your wizarding skills to help us find herdsmen. For each herdsman you hunt, you'll receive 50 magic gold as a reward."

"How is it?"

Tucker's eyes narrowed as he pondered.

"One shepherd earns 50 magic gold, 10 shepherds earn 500 magic gold. 100 shepherds earn 5000 magic gold."

"Isn't this more profitable than herding sheep?"

"And it's not really dangerous, after all, this team is really capable."

"More importantly... we can infiltrate their ranks to some extent, guide them, and muddy the waters of the entire Black River Valley!"

After a moment's thought, Tucker nodded.

"No problem, but if I'm also forced into the battle, I want a share of the spoils too."

"Okay." Andrei Van nodded.

"In that case, let's meet here tomorrow morning and try our first collaboration," Tucker said, glancing at the time on his Ash Clock.

"clear."

A small, tentative collaboration was quickly reached.

With the departure of Andrei Van.

Tucker's deluxe Blackhorn beef bread soup was also served.

Looking at the pile of beef that was almost overflowing, Tucker estimated that it would take at least two or three silver dragons to take it down.

Even so, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean for those alien demon hunters.

After all, one Magic Gold is worth 20 Silver Dragons.

While savoring the rich and fragrant bread soup, Tucker pondered his next steps.

Finding herders was not a difficult task for Tucker.

Across the river, near the ruins of Lamor, the number of shepherds and the Dark Sun Corruptions was overwhelming.

Furthermore, Tucker was quite familiar with the terrain there.

After all, Tucker himself, plus the Tucker of the past, had spent a lot of time digging burrows, setting traps, and catching black rats there.

Even if you don't go to the other side of the river, you can go to the deeper parts of the Black River Valley Tower City-state.

According to the dwarven alchemist Baggins.

There are also a considerable number of corrupted people and shepherds there.

Although, Tucker could hunt these herders all by himself.

But that wouldn't make much sense.

On the contrary, if Tucker acts alone, he is easily discovered by the powerful rebels from Black River Valley and the experts of the Dark Sun Church.

But follow these organized and planned witchers, who may even be part of a "guild".

That would be completely different.

When they faced a large-scale counterattack from the experts of the Dark Sun Church.

While everyone else scattered and fled, Tucker could have easily taken advantage of the chaos and escaped.

This is much better than having one person draw fire alone.

"Putting the slower teammates in the front line... that's the role of a team!"

After a moment's thought, Tucker made a serious summary.

…………

Inside the tavern.

With the end of the demon-hunting sacrifice ritual.

The corpses of those corrupted and shepherds were "delivered" through a magical ritual, leaving not a trace.

After praising the demon-hunting sacrificial ceremony, Tucker, who had been observing from the sidelines, bid farewell to the demon-hunting team.

Soon, the Witcher squad residing in the Blue Tiles Heart Tavern gathered in their captain's room.

"Captain, is that kid really a steam wizard?"

"I can't believe it!" the hot female witcher asked curiously.

"Yes."

"See? I told you, that kid really does have something."

"That's what the bald witcher man shouted."

"It's just that my level is a bit low, only level 21."

"No... his level isn't 21."

Captain Andrei Van shook his head and said.

"Not level 21?" The team members all looked over.

Their levels were all significantly higher than that of the steam wizard.

Having a natural advantage in rank, it is relatively easy for them to discern the rank of lower-ranking superhumans.

"The level 21 is just a facade, if you look closely enough."

"His true level is hidden behind level 21."

Andrei Van elaborated on this.

"Then... what level is that steam wizard?" the witcher asked curiously.

"Level 23," Andrei Van said seriously.

"Only level 23? That's still a bit low."

"Lower is safer," Andrei Van said.

"But that steam wizard isn't safe," the vice-captain, who had been silent until now, quietly spoke up.

He didn't speak, and the team members almost ignored his presence.

"When I spoke with that wizard at close range, all I could confirm was that he was not corrupted by the Dark Sun."

"But even so, as you said, this steam wizard is not safe for us."

"You all know how powerful the steam sequence is."

"He might just lead us into a trap."

"Therefore, I plan to gradually develop a partnership with him."

"And...we all have guild magic nets on us."

"This world also has things like the Tower of Magic Network."

"But they clearly haven't established the Steam Tower Magic Network system yet."

"If that human tries to set a trap for us, we can also notify others through the magic network."

"He can't escape our guild's pursuit."

"After several collaborations, we will be able to make a preliminary assessment of the wizard's safety."

These are the seemingly extravagant, rugged, and bold alien demon hunters.

But when it comes to combat as witchers and their own safety, they become as meticulous as the flowing water of a still spring, carefully considering every detail.

…………

Deep within the rain curtain.

Tucker, shielded by his wizard robes, moved forward silently.

Meanwhile, Tucker was also carefully considering the open and covert confrontations he had had with that group of witchers that day.

The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.

This is Tucker's general summary of preparing a group of witchers.

Dealing with dark creatures, being able to survive and maintain such a high level, clearly indicates that one cannot be as carefree as they appear on the surface.

"Some kind of magical network within their arms, like an arcane network branded into them."

"The path pioneered using steam as its energy source leads to Saint Rand."

"They must have rented a tower in St. Land as the core source of their steam magic network."

"The exotic methods these guys brought are quite something."

"I hope that for the time being, I can focus on being a 'guide' and that they can bring me some decent benefits."

"in addition!"

"There are quite a few witchers coming this time."

"There must be a lot of equipment and weapons that need repair."

"Perhaps we could introduce some work to Baggins; after all, he's just sitting around doing nothing."

Tucker wasn't interested in whether there were middlemen or not; he mainly wanted to show his helpfulness.

(End of this chapter)