Is the main plot of Chapter 30 finally about to begin?
"Hey! White-haired man, do you want to continue playing?"
The dwarf who won the money had red hair and a huge rosy nose. He picked up the seven or eight ducats in the card and put them in In his arms, he proudly said to Geralt:
"This is a new thing invented by us dwarves. You must have a smart brain and the luck favored by the gods to win against others." "
If you don't play anymore, then Just stand up and give the opportunity to others. I am very lucky today, I will definitely win a lot of gold coins."
Geralt grinned and said nothing. He was obviously very interested in this new gadget, and now there are still How could he give up this new kind of fun so easily when he was injured and couldn't participate in the battle.
He put away the set of Gwent cards that the dwarf temporarily lent him, took out five ducats from his pocket, placed them on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "I still have
a few coins in my pocket, can you take them?" Let them go, it all depends on your ability."
The dwarf laughed.
"I like your character, white-haired one. My name is Holden."
As he said that, he took out two ducats from his arms, threw them to a halfling next to him, and said boldly:
"Pete, give them to me and My new friend, please have two glasses of Vizima Champion, drink and play cards at the same time, so that you can experience the real fun of Gwent."
Wayne stood aside and saw that Geralt had made a new friend through Gwent. It feels a little interesting.
However, he had been busy in the underground pond for a long time and had to jump into the pond to look for the entrance where the monster might enter. Not only was his body covered in muddy water, but his underwear was also stained with blood, making it itchy and uncomfortable.
You have to take a shower first.
He returned to his tent, grabbed a change of clothes, walked out of the cave, came to the river and began to scrub his body.
It was still cold in the north in early spring. Fortunately, after the sudden change of the Trial of Green Grass, Wayne's body was already significantly different from ordinary people. Although the cold shower was not comfortable, it was not unacceptable.
When he finished taking a shower and returned to the camp, he saw that the dwarf named Holden was already piled with shiny ducats, totaling hundreds of them.
And before he left, Geralt, who looked calm and calm, now had red eyes, and his paralyzed face could no longer hold an expression. The hand holding the Gwent card trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips, obviously. Already lost a lot.
Sure enough, after losing again, Geralt threw the Gwent card in his hand to the ground with some dejection, controlled his emotions, and said: "Okay,
bearded Holden, you win, now I have a I’m all gone.”
“It must be an injury on my body that affects my performance.”
“I can’t help it, I’ll play with you tomorrow.”
The dwarf wasn’t angry at all. He generously let the man next to him named Pete The halfling brought another large cup of Vizima Champion to each of them, and said with a smile:
"You are welcome to challenge me at any time, Witcher."
"I am not afraid to tell you that in this camp, Quint I'm the best at playing cards, hahahaha!"
Geralt stood up, smacked his lips, and touched his shriveled wallet with some pain.
"Really? That's really fun."
He rubbed his chest, turned around and saw Wayne coming back from the shower, and said,
"Hey, brother."
"I'll go lie down in the tent for a while and recuperate. In the afternoon Please don't act rashly until we have discussed it."
Wayne nodded, patted Geralt on the shoulder, then looked at him and walked slowly into the tent.
According to the doctors at the camp, Geralt's injuries were not serious, but two ribs were cracked and his internal organs were also hit to a considerable extent. With this kind of injury, an ordinary person might have to lie down for a month or two, but according to the witcher's super recovery ability, it only takes about a week for him to return to normal.
After Geralt left, when Wayne looked at the fire where the dwarf was, he found that without Geralt's participation, the other elves and dwarves who were watching did not choose to play Gwent with Holden. .
I don’t know if it’s because I’m short of money, or because I’m afraid of Holden’s Gwent skills.
After Wayne thought about it for a few seconds, he took the initiative to walk up and said to Holden, who was drinking heavily and packing Gwent cards, "
Hey! Bearded man, the game you just played is quite interesting."
"Can you teach me how to play?"
Holden raised his head and saw that it was Wayne. He was not surprised. He pointed to the seat opposite him in a familiar manner and said, "
It's you, young demon hunter. I I know you."
"You have a very good relationship with our leader Toruvel, and you also help us deal with the monsters in the ruins." "Do
you also want to play Gwent? No problem, I will teach you! "
This time, we young dwarves came out from the Mahakam Mountains not only to see the outside world, but also to spread the fun of Gwent to the whole world." Wayne kept a kind smile on his
face , said nothing. As a veteran who has collected all Gwent cards in the game, does he still need to be taught his Gwent skills by others?
However, it is only the year 1250, and Gwent has not yet become widely popular, so even the well-informed Geralt only started playing this game today.
No one would have thought that in the future this card game invented by a dwarf would become a super popular gambling project that would become popular around the world and attract the attention of countless people.
Perhaps this is due to the efforts of dwarves like Holden.
Half an hour later, Holden, the bearded dwarf who was originally smiling, no longer had the smile he had at the beginning.
He pulled his red beard with some pain. The more than one hundred ducats he had finally won, together with the more than one hundred and fifty crowns he had saved, had all been moved to Wayne.
Not only that, his precious pipe, gemstone ring, and the fine iron battle ax that had accompanied him in decades of fighting had all become Wayne's possessions.
Of course, Holden believes that this is only temporary and he will win it back soon.
But no one expected that half an hour ago, the young demon hunter who claimed that he couldn’t even play Gwent and didn’t even have his own deck would actually beat him for more than ten games in a row and completely destroy his camp. The strongest Gwent player in the game, he almost lost his pants after winning.
Could it be that this is the legendary pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
But at this time, Wayne's mind was not on him. After winning more than ten games in a row against Holden, he was surprised to find that a special skill appeared in his professional skills.
Gwent LV1: Luck +1.
A simple introduction, but the meaning is very important.
You must know that this skill does not appear in the column of accessory skills, but has become the demon hunter's own skill like swordsmanship, sigil and mutation level.
The effect of the gift was actually to increase luck, a heaven-defying attribute. How could he not be surprised?
Could it be said that Gwent is his main mission?
(End of chapter)