Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 68 Lala's Plea for Help

Time flew by, and Wayne's days guarding the lumberyard came to an end.

The last few days were quite peaceful; neither werewolves attacked the lumberyard nor werewolf children came to seek revenge, which relieved Wayne.

He briefly informed Deacon Ozczuk that Geralt, who would be coming to succeed him that afternoon.

After a brief farewell, he rode his steed Lucifer back to Vizima along the same road he had come from.

After a week away, the city hadn't changed much and was still very busy. Because the construction of the new city required a lot of workers, jobs were quite easy to find. Even the poor families in the slums were living more comfortably than in previous years.

When Wayne got home, he found Geralt there, shirtless, enthusiastically doing woodworking with a hammer and saw.

In the backyard, there was a lot of wood and thatch piled up.

After he asked out of curiosity, Geralt said somewhat awkwardly:

"When I got home yesterday, I found that the radish had broken free of its leash and run into the front yard, eating quite a bit of the flowers and plants you planted."

"That night, the little earth spirit named Lala ran out of the well, very angry. She used some kind of magic to make Radish have diarrhea all night, and the yard was full of horse manure."

"I figured this wasn't a solution, so I bought some materials and decided to build a stable in the backyard."

Wayne nodded, not angry at all. The house was a full 1,000 square meters, which is more than 3,000 square meters. There was more than enough room to build a stable, a training ground, a swimming pool, and a back garden.

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

Gathering herbs in the forest every time you make medicine is too troublesome. Making the little guy his free gardener is a good idea.

As for the legendary goddess of the lake, although he also wanted to get close to her, such things cannot be forced. After all, the power of the Lake Goddess's sword is definitely a weapon that every swordsman dreams of.

Watching the white wolf working enthusiastically, sweating profusely but enjoying himself immensely, Wayne suddenly noticed something was missing and asked:

"By the way, where's Dandelion? Where did that guy go?"

Geralt hammered two nails into the log, shrugged, and said:

"That guy left Vigema the day before yesterday. He's a student at Oxford University. His vacation was over, so he didn't have time to say goodbye and left in a carriage."

"That bastard borrowed Oren from me before he left. I wonder when he'll return it to me."

Oxford College, also known as Cowburg University, is an academy located in Cowburg, a famous city in the Northern Kingdom of Redania. It is considered the highest institution of learning for ordinary people in the Northern Kingdom to acquire scientific knowledge.

What impressed Wayne most was that Shani, one of the famous female protagonists in Wizarding World, was a famous alumna of this academy. Judging by her age, the girl must have been born by now.

After hammering the last nail into the stake, Geralt wiped the sweat from his brow with a satisfied expression and turned to Wayne, saying:

"Do you know how to build a stable? If not, leave it until I get back."

"By the way, how's the logging camp? Have you encountered any unusual monsters these past few days?"

Wayne hummed in agreement, carefully examining the stable where Geralt had just finished laying the foundation.

The design is quite ordinary, but because the wood used is quite thick, it should be very sturdy once it's built.

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

"His mind was controlled by a curse, and I killed him in the end."

Upon hearing this, Geralt immediately turned to 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 recounted how he dealt with the werewolves, hid the werewolf child's secret, and caught the killer. He concluded with a touch of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection):

"These villains are worse than monsters. What could have been a fairytale ending has turned into a tragedy because of three lustful scumbags."

"Only one lonely orphan, burdened with a curse, is left to struggle through life."

Geralt was silent for a few seconds, then sighed and looked at Wayne with an appreciative expression. Clearly, Wayne's humane approach was quite to his liking.

He said with some regret:

"Do you remember what Vesemir taught you? The human heart is often more terrifying than monsters."

Unfortunately, there are far too few cases of werewolves, and to this day there is no accurate method to break this curse.

"That child will probably have a tragic life because of this curse."

At lunchtime, Wayne, unusually, cooked for Geralt and him, and they enjoyed a delicious lunch together.

In this home, other facilities may not be perfect, but the kitchen was purchased to be quite luxurious from day one.

The only pity is that refrigerators did not exist in the Middle Ages. Even if you wanted to keep food fresh, you could only achieve this by building a cellar to store ice later.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Geralt rode off on his steed, Carrot, to the lumberyard, leaving Wayne alone at home.

Of course, he didn't just sit idly by. Instead, he went up to his room on the second floor, closed the door, and began the process of opening the treasure chest.

During the seven days I guarded the logging camp, I obtained one expert-level treasure chest and six common-level treasure chests.

As each treasure chest was opened, a look of disappointment appeared on Wayne's face.

Ding! Expert-level treasure chest, opened.

Obtained: 142 Oren.

Ding! 6 Normal Treasure Chests, Open.

Obtained: 71 Oren, 3 bottles of Intermediate Healing Potion.

Intermediate Healing Potion: A potion crafted by alchemists in Azeroth that can quickly restore a small amount of health and heal moderate internal injuries. Use interval: one hour.

It seems my luck ran out last time. This time, out of the seven treasure chests, I didn't get anything from the expert-level chests, but I did get three fairly useful potions from the common-level chests.

According to Wayne's understanding, healing potions from Azeroth should be very different from their Witcher's Swallow Potion.

Perhaps its therapeutic effect is not as long-lasting as the Swallow Potion, but this alchemical potion can be used by ordinary people, has few side effects, and works very quickly. It can be kept as a life-saving medicine for ordinary people who have suffered serious injuries.

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

Now that I have some free time, it's time to put my plan to learn forging techniques on the agenda.

That afternoon, he learned a lot about the basics of blacksmithing from the dwarf Andrew. Then he bought a simple furnace, some basic forging tools and materials from the blacksmith's shop, hired an oxcart, and hauled them back to his home.

By the time he unloaded the things from the oxcart 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 instinctively cast a Quen shield on himself before looking toward the corner.

There stood a small earth spirit, wearing a flower wreath on its head, with purple skin, a thin build, and dressed in a special leather outfit. It was only half a meter tall and was looking at him with its big, bright eyes, looking somewhat uneasy.

It's a little earth spirit, Lala.

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief, composed himself, and asked in a friendly tone:

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

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Lala stepped out from the corner, looked at Wayne, and said in a pleading voice:

"Wayne, you are a witcher. My brother was captured by a group of merfolk at noon, and my parents are nowhere to be found. I would like to ask you to help me rescue my brother."

Ding! Mission triggered.

【Saving Little Earth Spirit Fizz】, Expert Level.

Whether to accept?

(I'd like to request a beautiful picture of the Goddess of the Lake in the comments section; she's too ugly in the game.)

(End of this chapter)