An hour later, Wayne's restaurant.

A bowl of steaming beef soup was brought up from the middle of the kitchen. Wayne looked at the three people who were already tempted by the aroma on the table and showed a slightly complacent smile and said:

"No need to be polite, come and taste my craft."

Bolch laughed and handed Wayne a bottle of wine worth three hundred Oren, then picked up another bottle, poured himself a glass, reached out to pick up a fried, flour-wrapped golden crispy chicken wing from the table, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

After chewing a few bites, he couldn't help but let out a breath of heat, gave Wayne a thumbs up, and praised:

"It's so delicious, Mr. Wayne, I've never eaten this chicken."

"It's crispy, soft and tender, melts in your mouth. Is this a new dish you invented?"

"Yes, this dish is called fried chicken, which is my exclusive invention."

Wayne did not explain too much, but used a fork to raise a fried steak that was cooked in his mouth and chewed it slowly, saying with a smile:

"I'm ashamed to say that as a witch hunter, I'm particularly talented in cooking. No one who has ever eaten the dishes I make is unfair to praise my skills."

"Maybe when I get old and can no longer fight with the monsters, I can open a restaurant by myself and will definitely become the best business one."

Bolch laughed and admired Wayne's humorous attitude very much.

He picked up a roast lamb leg from the table and ate it with relish, while starting to tell all the interesting things he had encountered in other northern countries.

Most of them are absurd and interesting things made by some aristocrats or ignorant farmers because of all kinds of stupid ideas.

Bolch is good at speaking, Wayne is also relished when he hears it, and at the same time he can't help but sigh that there are so many strange and interesting things in this world, all kinds of stupid things, only you can't imagine, and nothing they can't do.

He turned around and saw two beautiful Zerekan girls sitting on both sides with regret expressions, and they could not help but smile.

Wayne guessed that they were probably afraid that they would lose their shape after eating too much, so he smiled and handed over two plates of fresh fish and shrimps that had been picked up from the shore of Vigima Lake.

He also told the girls that this kind of food will not make people fat, so that they can eat it with confidence and boldness.

The two Zerikan girls took the food with a smile and started to eat it in small bites. The sour and sweet taste made the two girls feel so full of food and couldn't stop.

Looking at the beautiful girl Zerekan, Wayne suddenly realized that Bolch's golden dragon came from the Kingdom of Zerekan, and was regarded as a god by the local residents, and had always accepted the worship and beliefs of the people.

These two girls are the exclusive guards selected, responsible for protecting the safety of the Golden Dragon, and can almost be regarded as Bolchi's crazy believers.

In the Corraz Desert where Zerekan is located, there is a branch of the witch hunter, which is the scorpion tail lion school that many northern witch hunters know very little about it.

Wayne was also very interested in this group of demon hunters, so he spoke to Bolch and asked:

"Mr. Bolchi, you have lived in Zerekan. Do you know anything about the local witch hunter in the Scorpion-tailed Lion School?"

Boerchi paused when he heard this, thought for more than ten seconds, then picked up the wine beside him, moistened his throat, and said:

"Indeed, I have also heard rumors about this school, who once served the Zerekan royal family, were exclusive guards of the royal family and their envoys, and were very respected and trusted by the rulers."

"However, during an escort operation a hundred years ago, all of them were dispatched and were attacked by a powerful fire element, a powerful monster that was twenty meters high."

"In the end, their main members were killed and killed, their mission failed, and at the same time they lost the trust of the royal family."

"Now, the entire Scorpion-tailed Lion School of the witch hunter has also declined. I have searched for them, but I have not found their traces."

"I heard that the main job of these witch hunters is to serve as guards for the caravans coming and going, and they rarely hunt other monsters."

Wayne nodded with regret. In fact, there were some introductions to this witch hunter in the game. In Toustente, there were even master-level set drawings of the Scorpion-tailed Lion School, from a member of the school named Mo Deng.

Their school seems to be very good at using alchemy objects and has special research on alchemy. However, since they still have members who survive now, they may have the opportunity to meet them in the future.

After answering Wayne's question about the Scorpion-tailed Lion School, Bolch also became interested and suddenly asked with interest:

"I heard that the witch hunters in the north were working to accept commissions, kill monsters, and save other villagers."

"Mr. Wayne, I wonder if you will also travel thousands of miles to the other end of the world for a high reward and kill a monster?"

When Wayne shook his head with some amusement when he heard this, he said to Bolch:

"Mr. Bolchi, you regard the profession of witch hunter as a special person."

"Although we have more powerful power than ordinary people, after all, we are just a group of ordinary people, including good people and bad people, some who stick to principles and some who do whatever they want."

"And, you may not know that most witch hunters become witch hunters because they are not voluntarily."

“Most of us are orphans who are unsupported, or children who are abandoned by our parents because of accidents.”

"I was forced to train and become a witch hunter just because I wanted to continue living."

"After becoming a witch hunter, not only will he face those dangerous and disgusting monsters every day, but he will also be bullied by stupid farmers and despicable nobles. This is not a pleasant thing."

"If there is no high reward, we don't even have the money to repair armor and equipment, buy food and mounts, or go to brothels to vent the loneliness and pressure we have accumulated in our hearts."

"Just like ordinary people chasing wealth, most witch hunters are willing to travel thousands of miles to kill a monster in order to live a better life in order to get a lot of rewards!"

“As long as the reward is high enough.”

Speaking of this, Wayne shrugged and signaled Bolch to look at the gorgeously decorated villas around him, and then said self-deprecatingly:

"Of course, I'm talking about most witch hunters, and there's some difference between me and ordinary witch hunters. I'm not short of money now, and I won't do things I don't like to do because of a little money."

"But if that reward can really impress me, or if the other party is someone worth helping, I don't mind helping them a little bit."

Borqi 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 would express his thoughts without hesitation.

Instead of hiding like ordinary people, or using sophistry to beautify their own behavior.

Borchi thought about it and suddenly asked again:

"If someone offers a high price to deal with a dragon, this dragon destroys a village, oh no! You can't say that."

He paused and reorganized his language and said:

"This dragon hasn't done anything, but you know, in legend, dragons are fierce and vicious monsters, they spew out flames, destroy villages, snatch treasures, capture virgins, and kill humans."

"And the Dragon Slaying Warrior is often a supreme glory, which will bring you wealth, reputation and status."

"Mr. Wayne, if there is such a dragon, don't you want to have an extra dragon-slaying warrior in your life?"

When Wayne, who had already understood his true identity after hearing Bolchi say these words, laughed in his heart. It was really interesting to have a golden dragon persuade a witch hunter to kill the dragon.

However, Wayne still thought about it carefully, and then replied in Bolch's gaze:

"Mr. Bolch, I am not a narrow racist, nor a human, I am a half-elves. For intelligent creatures, I will only kill those evil monsters that will harm others."

"And those kind people will not harm other people's intelligent creatures, and I am even willing to be friends with them."

"If you are talking about a dragon that is causing trouble, I don't mind giving myself the title of Dragon Slaying Warrior."

"If you are talking about a kind dragon, a wise race who is willing to communicate with me, I will not take the initiative to hurt it, or even accept its commission and protect it."

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