Chapter 79: Flying Lion School
An hour later, in the dining room of Wayne's house.
A bowl of steaming beef soup was brought from the kitchen. Looking at the three people who were already a little restless due to the aroma on the table, Wayne showed a slightly smug smile and said, "You're welcome, come and have a taste.
" Try my handiwork."
Borch laughed, handed a bottle of wine worth three hundred orens to Wayne, then picked up another bottle, poured himself a glass, and reached out to pick up one from the table. The fried, golden and crispy chicken wings wrapped in flour can't wait to be stuffed into your mouth.
After chewing for a few times, he couldn't help but let out a breath of hot breath, gave Wayne a thumbs up, and said in appreciation: "It's so
delicious, Mr. Wayne, I've never tasted chicken made this way. I've never had it before."
"Crispy, soft and tender, it melts in your mouth. Is this a new dish you invented?" "
Yes, this dish is called fried chicken, and it is my exclusive invention."
Wayne did not explain too much. Instead, he picked up a medium-rare steak with a fork, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said with a smile:
"I'm ashamed to say that, as a demon hunter, I'm actually very talented in cooking. Everyone who has tasted my cooking will not fail to praise my craftsmanship." "
Maybe when I get old and can no longer fight monsters, I can open my own restaurant, and it will definitely become the one with the best business. ."
Borch laughed, quite appreciating Wayne's humorous attitude.
He picked up a roast leg of lamb from the table and began to tell all kinds of interesting things he encountered in other northern countries while eating it with relish.
Most of them are ridiculous and interesting things done by some idle aristocrats or ignorant farmers due to various stupid ideas.
Borch's eloquence was good, and Wayne listened with great interest. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There are really too many weird and interesting things in this world, all kinds of stupid things, only you can't think of it, there is nothing they can't do.
He turned around and saw two beautiful Zerikan girls, both sitting on both sides with regretful expressions. They were just tasting every dish on the table, looking like they wanted to eat but didn't dare to eat. He couldn't help but smile a little.
Wayne guessed that they were probably afraid of eating too much and getting out of shape, so he smiled and handed over two plates of cold river seafood made from fresh fish and shrimp caught from the shores of Lake Vizima.
He also told the girls that this kind of food would not make people fat and allowed them to eat it without fear.
The two Zerikan girls took the food with a smile and began to eat it in small bites. The sweet and sour taste made the two girls so addicted that they couldn't stop eating.
Looking at the beautiful Zerikan girl, Wayne suddenly thought that the golden dragon Borchi came from the Zerikan Kingdom, and was regarded as a god by the local residents, and had always accepted the worship and belief of the people.
These two girls are the selected exclusive guards responsible for protecting the safety of the golden dragon. They can almost be regarded as Bolki's fanatic followers.
In the Koraz Desert where Zerikan is located, there is still a branch of witchers, a school of manticores that many northern witchers know little about.
Wayne was also very interested in this group of demon hunters, so he asked Bolch:
"Mr. Bolch, you once lived in Zerikan, and you don't know about the local Manticore school. Demon hunter, do you know anything?"
Borch paused after hearing this, thought about it for more than ten seconds, then picked up the wine on the side, moistened his throat, and said:
"Indeed, I have also heard rumors about this school. They once served the Zerikan royal family and were the exclusive guards for the royal family members and their envoys. They were highly respected and trusted by the ruler." "
However, during an escort operation a hundred years ago, all of them were dispatched, but they encountered He was attacked by a powerful fire element, a powerful monster twenty meters tall."
"In the end, their main members suffered all casualties, the mission failed, and they also lost the trust of the royal family." "Today, the
entire manticore school of demon hunters has also declined. I have looked for them, but I have not found them. Their traces."
"I heard that the main job of these demon hunters now is to protect the passing caravans, and they rarely hunt other monsters."
Wayne nodded with regret. In fact, the game also There have been some introductions to this demon hunter, and there is even a master-level set drawing of the Manticore School in Toussaint, which comes from a member of the school called Morden.
Their school seems to be very good at using alchemical items and has special research on alchemy. However, since they still have members alive, there may be an opportunity to meet them in the future. After answering Wayne's question about the Manticore School, Borch also became interested and suddenly asked with great interest:
"I heard that the demon hunters in the north accept commissions to kill monsters and save other villagers. For work."
"Mr. Wayne, I wonder if you would also travel thousands of miles to the other side of the world to kill a monster for a high reward?" Wayne
heard this and was a little funny. He shook his head and said to Bolch:
"Mr. Bolch, you regard the profession of demon hunters as too special." "
Although we have more power than ordinary people, in the end, we are just a group of ordinary people. We are just people. There are good people and bad people, some who adhere to principles and some who use unscrupulous means." "
Also, you may not know that the reason why most witchers become witchers is not of their own free will." "
Among us. Most of them are orphans with no one to support them, or children who were abandoned by their parents due to accidents." "
Just because they want to continue to live, they are forced to receive training and become demon hunters."
"After becoming a demon hunter, not only do you have to face those dangerous and disgusting monsters every day, but you also have to be bullied by those stupid farmers and despicable nobles. This is not a pleasant thing." "If
not Due to the high remuneration, we don't even have money to repair armor and equipment, buy food and fodder for our mounts, and don't have money to go to brothels to vent the loneliness and pressure accumulated deep in our hearts." "Just like ordinary people chasing wealth
, In order to live a better life, most demon hunters would be willing to travel thousands of miles to kill a monster on the other side of the world for a large reward!" "As long as the reward is high enough." At this
point
, Wayne shrugged, pointed Borch to look at the gorgeously decorated villas around him, and then said self-deprecatingly:
"Of course, I am talking about most demon hunters, and there are some differences between me and ordinary demon hunters. I am not I'm not short of money, and I won't do something I don't like just because of a little money." "
But if the reward can really impress me, or the other person is a person worth helping, I don't mind helping them a little. It's a small favor."
Borchi was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party would be so frank in front of him and expressed his thoughts without hesitation.
Instead of being secretive like ordinary people, or using sophistry to beautify their behavior.
Borch thought for a while and suddenly asked:
"What if someone offered you a high price to deal with a dragon, and the dragon destroyed a village? Oh no! You can't say that."
He paused, reorganized his words and said:
" This dragon hasn't done anything yet, but you know, in legends, dragons are ferocious and vicious monsters that breathe fire, destroy villages, steal treasures, take virgins, and kill humans."
" Being a dragon-slaying warrior is often a supreme honor. It will bring you wealth, prestige and status." "
Mr. Wayne, if there is such a dragon, don't you want to have one more slayer in your life? The glory of the Dragon Warrior?"
Listening to Bolch's words, Wayne, who already understood his true identity, smiled secretly in his heart. It was really interesting for a golden dragon to persuade a demon hunter to slay the dragon.
However, Wayne still thought about it seriously, and then replied under Bolch's gaze:
"Mr. Bolch, I am not a narrow-minded racist, nor a human. I am a half-elf, and I am very interested in wisdom." Creatures, I will only kill those evil monsters that will harm others." "
And those kind intelligent creatures that will not harm others, I am even willing to become friends with them." "
If what you said is, An evil dragon that brings disaster to one party, I don't mind giving myself the title of dragon-slaying warrior." "
If you are talking about a kind dragon, an intelligent race that is willing to communicate with me, I will not take the initiative to harm it. We are even willing to accept its entrustment and protect it."
(End of this chapter)