Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 215 Unexpected Surprise and the Legend of Giants

Both skill specializations allow you to control luck, an attribute that can almost be called causality, making it a truly divine skill.

Just as Wayne was hesitating, another option popped up in the system.

Ding! All four main skills have been upgraded to level 10, unlocking the additional skill specialization slot.

There is no limit to the number of extra skill feats; you can select any unselected skill feat. However, each additional extra skill feat will increase the ability points required by one, and these costs will accumulate.

Upon seeing the system's notification, Wayne was overjoyed. Besides no longer needing to agonize over which of the two super skills to choose, there was another reason: he could regain the skill feats he had missed before.

This is a godsend for those who have trouble making choices.

The only downside is that the system's design forces him to consume a lot of ability points. If he selects every skill specialization, when will he ever be able to meet the requirements for high-level Ancient Blood?

With this conflicted attitude, Wayne tearfully spent two ability points to upgrade both skills that could control luck.

These two skills combined can achieve a synergistic effect, making them a perfect combination.

As for the skills and specializations from before, we'll have to wait until we have more ability points before considering them. For example, the mutation enhancement skill, since it can increase potential, should be acquired as soon as possible.

After finishing his choice of skill specializations, Wayne quickly turned his attention to something else.

Since Letso and the others' mission would take some time to complete, and they couldn't waste their time in Toussaint, he decided to devote himself entirely to the development of the other world.

Moreover, this other world is different from the previous ridiculous high-magic worlds on the other side of the rifts. There are no evil gods, no rampant magic, and most likely no ridiculously powerful mythical creatures. It is perfect for him to explore now. Perhaps with his strength, he can achieve a dimensional reduction attack and maximize his benefits.

Soon, after dealing with some miscellaneous matters in Beauclair, Wayne returned to the Carolpter Forest and found the spatial rift that connected to the low-magic world.

After some testing, he discovered that although there was a slight difference in the flow of time between the two worlds, the overall difference was not significant. The place connected by the spatial rift was also a primeval forest, located in a deserted place where it was not easy to expose his location.

After entering the unknown forest of the other world, Wayne, as usual, took out his magic flying carpet and flew directly into the sky above the forest to observe the surrounding environment.

However, he soon experienced the downsides of the low-magic world as soon as he began to fly.

The magic concentration in this world is too low. Even if Wayne can almost completely convert the magic in this world, the conversion speed still cannot make up for his mana consumption.

The low level of magic in the air even affected the use of the magic carpet. Its dexterity, speed, and altitude could not reach the level of the wizarding world, and it could only be used barely, which was better than nothing.

Riding the wind, after flying several hundred meters above the forest, Wayne gained a wide field of vision. With the help of the Witcher's superhuman eyesight, he quickly discovered the presence of the natives.

Apart from a few scattered farms on the outskirts of the forest, a magnificent and massive city, consisting of a castle, towers, walls, a market, and a moat, resembling a fortress, appeared about twenty or thirty kilometers away from the forest.

Although Wayne couldn't see the fortress city clearly due to its distance, it was more magnificent than some of the capital cities of the Northern Kingdoms in the Wizarding World.

Upon seeing the city, Wayne was surprised. Could it be that the technology and productivity of this world were even more advanced than those of the Wizarding World?

With these questions in mind, Wayne piloted his magic flying carpet and quickly flew over the forest beneath him, arriving at its edge.

He was certain that, given the concentration of magic in this world, there was no wizard more powerful than him.

Moreover, compared to the local spellcasters, Wayne's spatial bracelet and magic flask contain a large amount of mana potions, so even in a war of attrition, the spellcasters here cannot compete with him.

Therefore, he doesn't need to hide like he did in the world of Azeroth, nor does he need to avoid the gaze of those ambitious people and powerful figures; he can act boldly.

Of course, you don't need to act like a young kid and expose your secrets to others directly; just act normally.

Upon arriving near what appeared to be a livestock farm, Wayne found a secluded corner, retrieved his magic carpet, and, disguised as a traveler, headed towards the farm.

His current attire is the same as the young tobacco merchant he was in Beauclair, which he can use as cover to gather the information he needs. If that doesn't work, then he'll have to rely on the Axie sign.

As Wayne approached the edge of the farm, the first person he encountered was an elderly human man carrying a cane and wearing a sheepskin coat. He was accompanied by a dozen or so sheep, and judging from his skillful movements, he was probably a worker on the farm responsible for herding the sheep.

He immediately walked towards the other person, but Wayne did not rush to speak, because he was unsure whether the language of this world was the same as that of the wizarding world, and planned to wait until the other person spoke before making any further decisions.

The old shepherd was a warm-hearted man. Seeing Wayne approach, a smile immediately spread across his face. He nodded to the well-dressed, handsome Wayne and said:

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Upon hearing that the other person was speaking English, Wayne raised an eyebrow, but his expression didn't change much. Instead, he replied politely:

"I am Wayne, a tobacco merchant from a foreign land. I come from a very far place."

"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me which direction the nearest city is in and how far it is from here? I'd like to be able to enter the town."

The old shepherd looked at Wayne with some surprise upon hearing this. The boy in front of him was clean and tidy, and did not look like he had traveled a long distance.

However, he didn't doubt it at all, and instead pointed in a direction behind him, answering seriously:

"If you continue in this direction for about fifteen kilometers, you will see the capital of our Kingdom of Albion, ruled by the current King Bravel. You should be able to sell your goods there."

King Albion? Bravel?

Wayne quickly went through his memories and found that he had no recollection of either of the two names. Even if he had seen them before, they were probably not very famous.

I wonder what kind of world this is. Will it be like Azeroth, Middle-earth, or the world of Diablo, a world from some movie, novel, or film work?

After a few seconds of thought, Wayne gathered his thoughts, bowed to the old man to express his gratitude, then looked at the farm beside him and asked the shepherd with some curiosity:

"Sir, does the owner of this farm have any spare horses for sale? My horse is lost in the forest, and I'd like to buy one."

Upon hearing this, the old man scrutinized Wayne again, his gaze lingering on the short sword at his waist and his handsome face for a few more seconds. He seemed to consider for a moment before speaking:

"I am the owner of this farm. You can call me Mr. Thomas. Are you really interested in buying a horse, young man?"

Seeing that Wayne nodded genuinely, perhaps impressed by his wealthy demeanor, the old man considered for a few seconds and then said:

"Come with me, Mr. Wayne. This farm is run by me and my three sons. My youngest son is in charge of training the horses. You should be able to buy a horse from him."

Then, old Thomas took Wayne to their farm, where he also met his three sons, each of whom was very strong; no wonder he dared to bring a stranger into his home.

However, Wayne does not have the country's currency and cannot complete the transaction with Mr. Thomas's youngest son for the time being.

He used the excuse of going to the toilet to enter the bathroom, and after closing the wooden door, he immediately took out Vivian's wallet.

After opening the money bag, the wealth fairy Vivian was summoned.

Unexpectedly, this time, the cute little girl changed into a black silk skirt and a plaid shirt, looking both sexy and adorable. After she flew out of the money bag, she acted like a puppy that hadn't been out for a long time, circling Wayne a few times, not caring at all about exposing herself, and accompanied by a string of silvery laughter.

Then, realizing she was in a toilet, she immediately flew disgustedly onto Wayne's palm, puffing out her cheeks and complaining like a wronged child:

"Master Wayne, why are you summoning me from the toilet? It's so dirty here."

Wayne ignored the little guy's cute antics and said directly:

"I've arrived in a new world, Vivian. Exchange some of this world's currency for me."

After hearing Wayne's words, Vivian immediately got to work, because Wayne would always give her a few gold coins as a tip after she finished serving him, and the little girl loved working for the generous Lord Wayne.

The little guy chanted a spell and waved his hand, and a light screen flashing with various characters appeared in front of her.

Just a few seconds later, Vivian suddenly exclaimed in delight:

"Master, master, this is actually a new world, a world that was not recorded by the Goddess of Wealth."

"I can't exchange currency in this world right now, but according to the information I just checked, this world still uses the most basic metal currency, so you should be fine using gold directly."

As she spoke, Vivian looked at Wayne with her big, bright eyes and asked in a cute tone:

"Lord Wayne, would you be willing to offer the coordinates of this world to the Goddess of Wealth?"

"According to the rules of the Goddess of Wealth, Silver-level clients can be promoted to Gold-level by contributing the coordinates of three new worlds, gaining higher privileges and more services."

"And each time you get a reward of about 10,000 crowns."

"I will also receive a reward from the goddess of wealth and gain some benefits, which will allow me to serve you better in the future."

"Would you like to give up these coordinates?"

Wayne frowned upon hearing this. Offering the coordinates of this world to the Goddess of Wealth sounded like recruiting a traitor or a double agent. Nobody knew what kind of pitfall awaited him later.

As for the reward, 10,000 crowns is almost equivalent to 50,000 to 60,000 orens, which is enough to pay off his loan from Vivian. And being promoted to a gold-level customer is indeed a very tempting reward.

He pondered for several seconds and realized that the worlds of Azeroth, Middle-earth, and Wizarding World—these three worlds he had visited—all allowed for the free exchange of currencies. Clearly, these three worlds had already come into the sights of the Goddess of Wealth, and he had long since established connections with them.

It seems that those worlds haven't changed much as a result, and the deeper impacts are beyond the control of a mere witcher like him.

The goddess of wealth doesn't seem like an evil deity. So far, she hasn't been seen doing anything malicious. Besides, Vivian is the goddess of wealth's spirit, so if she really does something, Wayne probably won't be able to influence it.

After thinking for a dozen seconds, I decided to just grab the benefits first and forget about it.

Thinking this, Wayne nodded, allowing Vivian to handle the matter. He then put the little guy back into his money pouch, took out a few gold beans made of pure gold from his spatial bracelet, and prepared to discuss with the old man and his family whether they could use gold to buy horses.

When Wayne came out of the bathroom again, he saw the old man holding his granddaughter and holding a book with crowns, bean sprouts and giants printed on it, seemingly telling a story.

The little girl clapped her hands and sang:

"Don't ask when the thunder and lightning will strike."

Don't ask where the herd has gone...

And don't ask why the birds have stopped singing.

Go home, don't linger too long.

Giants are wandering around Albion.

The old man chuckled, then sat down by the fireplace and began telling his granddaughter a story. Wayne listened without disturbing him.

Hearing this amusing nursery rhyme, listening to the old man's story, and seeing the book cover with the image of the crowned giant and the pea pod, Wayne suddenly recalled a scene from a movie he had seen before.

The crown that controls giants, the kingdom of giants in the sky, the magical bean sprout vines that connect the ground and the sky, and King Eric who defeated the giants and protected the kingdom.

Sure enough, Wayne had seen this movie before; I think it was called "Jack the Giant Slayer."

(End of this chapter)