Volume 1 The Storm Rises Chapter 28 Do you want a game of Gwent cards?

Love is like a rose covered with stingers,

When it comes to you,

Touching it is the only option.

—Sean Friedrich II

This is the first time, but not the last time, Sean wants to tear up his stinky mouth, regret, frustration, the person in his mind takes the initiative to talk to him, but the response is his own foul language.

The woman stood there with her head tilted slightly, seemingly unprovoked by the rough response, waiting for Sean's response like a doll. If you can add special effects to the character, then she will radiate a dazzling holy light all over her body, and she will be extremely holy.

The crowd watching the Gwent cards let out a cry of amazement, as if surprised by a good card, and a constant roar of victory was heard. The itchy Sean forcibly held down the heart that wanted to watch the battle, after all, Gwent cards are often available, but love is difficult to hold.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I was rude just now, my name is Sean, remember, I gave you ale at Peter's Good Time Tavern. ”

Worried, hoping that the woman will not leave a bad impression on Sean because of an unintentional word.

The woman didn't respond immediately and began to think back to what had happened.

"It's you, I feel a little impression, isn't it a little dwarf in the tavern?"

What the hell is a little gnome? Did she hear what the damn drinkers were saying? No, it's time to turn the tide.

"Hello, the gnome should not be talking about me, my name is Sean, Sean Ferret II, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss."

"Isn't it? Sorry, I don't remember men's faces very well, my name is Michelia Oliver François Gérard André del Sato······ Martin van Hannah Memling, you can call me Michelle, Bishop they always forget my full name, just as it took me a long time to remember Bishop their face. ”

Who can remember the name of more than 100 words, can it be the same as this thing? What is a bishop? Are you still a saint of some church? Will it have an impact on marriage, and will child husbands be accepted?

didn't bother with the name anymore, Sean suddenly felt that this woman was a little stupid and cute, like a panda?

"Okay, Michely... Michelle, do you have anything to do with me? I, Sean Ferret II, am glad to help you. ”

"By the way, are you working at Sister Angelina's house?"

"Angelina? Are you talking about a devil with flaxen hair that covers half of his face? ”

"Haha, you're so humorous, the eldest sister does have flaxen hair, but she's not the devil."

It's confirmed, the eldest sister mentioned by Michelle must be the devil and tyrant of the tavern, and sure enough, the two of them have known each other for a long time, Sean can only pray that the goddess and the devil are just acquainted, and don't get into the devil's bad habit of abusing people.

"I think the eldest sister you said is the boss lady, do you have anything to do with her?"

Mi Xue was a little embarrassed, her face was slightly red, and she said shyly: "I want to ask the eldest sister when she will organize training, I want to be trained by the eldest sister." ”

Sean was stunned, and the shy goddess really made people even more impulsive, "What? ”

"I want to join the eldest sister's training, I want to get close to the eldest sister, can you tell me the specific time of the next training? Appreciate. ”

What the! Who do you want to contact, Uncle Sean will give you another chance to organize the language, and the holy woman who is as holy as you will also be tempted by the devil and stained with the smell of sin?

"I don't think the boss lady will organize another training session in the short term, after all, everyone's body is a little unbearable." Sean replied truthfully, after all, according to the usual, only the proprietress would organize a brutal devil training every time she returned.

Apparently the woman was very disappointed with this answer, as if she had missed the opportunity to get up close and personal with the object of her choice.

"Thank you for your help, can you please tell me the news when the next training starts."

"It's my pleasure, ma'am."

"See you next time, little one..."

"Sean, Sean Ferlie II, ma'am."

"See you later, Mr. Sean."

"Have a nice day, ma'am."

The woman is supposed to have restocked up on the necessary items, said goodbye and left the noisy grocery store. Seeing the woman leave, Sean couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and immediately returned to the crowd watching the battle, not only to meet the goddess and talk, but also to watch a wonderful Gwent card, there is no such good luck. Turning into a panda, as long as you don't use this ability, no one will know, according to the law of luck balance, your luck has begun to gradually improve?

The first rule of the otherworldly law of slapping faces: When Flegg is established, the slap in the face will be achieved immediately.

Just thinking about Sean, who was lucky, returned to the crowd of spectators, but the game was already over. The middle-aged man won the victory, drawing a precious card from the blue-faced young man. It seems that young people are still inexperienced, and they thought that the rarest card in their hands could lay the battle in one fell swoop, but they didn't expect to fall into the trap of a middle-aged man, and they could only lose that rare card in the end.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Sean was itching, but unfortunately the slap in the face came too quickly to see the scene of the Jedi counterattack. The winner is triumphant and accepts the congratulations of those around him, and the loser has no face to stay any longer, turning his head and leaving, perhaps to find his teammates, which should be comforted.

At the end of the game, the adventurers sat lazily on the steps, and Sean walked into the grocery store to pick up the supplies they needed.

The grocery store is filled with bottles and jars, most of which come from alchemists or apothecaries, and the potions sold by Master Idel are hot sellers, no matter how outrageous the price is, they are in short supply. The adventurers waved their money bags just to get a vial of Master Idel's life potion. Unlike ordinary healing potions, Master Idel's life potions act very quickly. Ordinary healing potions can only stop bleeding for a short time, and the fatigue and loss of energy caused by injuries must be slowly recuperated, and if you use potions in battle, you must avoid being hurt again, because after using healing potions, any external blow will greatly reduce the effectiveness of the potion. Master Idel's life potion is popular because it is quick to heal and better replenish lost life force, and adventurers who buy it regard it as a second life, and adventurers who are always on the front line will have a bottle in case they need it.

In addition to the fact that Master Idel's life potion is very secure, more potions are not so reliable. For example, this invisibility potion can hide the shape and smell of the body, which is an indispensable necessity for stealth. It's nice to see the introduction, the duration of this potion that costs fifteen gold coins is random, and it may be invalid after taking it, or it can be invisible for a whole week, and during this week, live alone like a transparent person.

There is also a berserk potion, which can increase the base strength by 50% to 150% after drinking, and it is a necessary weapon to turn the tables against killing and falling into a desperate situation. It's a pity that the increase in strength makes the user lose his mind, and what is even more terrifying is that the user will become a stupid big man like a stone man, and can hardly dodge any attacks, so the berserk potion is also known as the "puppet potion", which describes the person who drinks the potion can only be played with like a puppet and cannot resist.

The unreliability of the potion effect tormented the adventurers from time to time, and the only one who was recognized by everyone was Master Idel. It's a pity that Master Idel only produces life potions, and other types of potions have never appeared, and there are more copycat potions in the name of Master Idel on the market.

The grocery store guy dozed off the counter, without Master Idel's life potion, the grocery store had sixty percent less business, more leisure time, and only in the evening when the adventurer returned with the loot could the guy be busy.

"Two bottles of healing potions, please give me a small bag, thank you." Sean said to the half-asleep man on tiptoe, with half of his head exposed.

"Master Idel's potion is sold out, please pay attention to the information on the sign at the door." The yawning guy replied as if people who were accustomed to asking.

"Ordinary potions are fine, and there are small bags, so I can take them."

The guy finally came to his senses, and when he looked at Sean who bought the potion, he knew that this was not a rich adventurer, and only those with poor property would choose unstable healing potions.

"Two bottles, huh? Take it, two gold coins, thank you for your patronage, and the bag won't charge you. ”

With that, the guy took a piece of worn-out linen and wrapped the potion that Sean needed. Sean took his ID card and touched the buddy, and the deal was done.

With the potion in hand, Sean returned to the tavern. It was just after the afternoon, but there was no one in the tavern, and the boss who hurried out of the back kitchen saw Sean's eyes light up.

"Sean, I have something to go out, please look at the store in the afternoon, and I'll add five more copper coins to you."

"Boss, what about the rest of the tavern? What are you going out for? ”

"They all have something to do, and there is only ale and some snacks in the store, and if there are customers, you can just go to the ale and get some snacks, and collect the money for the ale."

"Wait, I'm the only one in the tavern?"

"Sean, believe in yourself, you can do it, I'll be back in the evening."

After saying that, the boss put on a jacket with only one sleeve and rushed out of the door.

"There's no one in the tavern, and Uncle Sean is alone, do you want to try your transformation ability?" Sean thought that if the transformation was particularly high in combat effectiveness, it was not unacceptable, thinking of this, he shook his head, or gave up, the real man should abide by the decision.

Bored lying on the bar, none of the guests came to the tavern, after all, the tavern regulars are in the wild area to improve their strength, and only after the day's battle and exchange the loot for gold coins can they have free time to come to the tavern for a drink.

"Don't open the door in the afternoon! There are no guests anyway. ”

With that, Sean went to the door to prepare to replace the sign with a reminder to close the door.

A man stopped at the door, looked at Sean who came out, and the man stepped forward and said, "Have you ever seen a woman with beautiful silver hair, about 20 years old, with a melon seed face, and a scar under her left eye that extends under her ear?" ”

The man's white hair was dishevelled behind his head, and he was draped in a thick old cloak, the corners of which had been worn yellow. It was a strange man, with a resolute face, a scar running through his left eye, and two swords on his back strangely behind him. As he inquired, Sean noticed a pendant peeking out of his cloak, and it was a hideous wolf head.

"So, sir, have you ever seen such a girl?" The man asked Sean as he stood in front of the door.

There were no customers in the store in the afternoon, Sean didn't want to find more things to do, and the moment the man in front of him came over, Sean didn't want to greet this man, this man was obviously a person who wouldn't spend a lot of money in the tavern. Sean believes in his eyesight, this man exudes the same smell as Gang, Sean is sure that this man is a person who makes a living from bounties, and the demand for wine and women is not very strong for such people, after all, good skills require strict self-discipline in addition to exercise, so as to prolong the years of the profession.

"I've never seen a woman like this, sir, after all, there are many silver-haired women, maybe it's easier for you to go to the camp center to find the person you need to find."

Trying to maintain his usual tone, Sean replied lazily. I really hope this man leaves quickly, the warm sun is shining so that Sean wants to go and take a good nap.

"That's a shame." The silver-haired man said this, and Sean didn't hear any emotion in his flat tone.

He looked at the tavern sign, and I noticed that the man raised an eyebrow.

"So" his voice suddenly intensified, his hand reached into the cloak, a slightly stiff smile squeezed out of his rough face, took out a money bag, and shook the money bag in his hand,

"Can I go in and have a drink?"

No way, another uninteresting person, opened the tavern door, and Sean motioned for the man to come in.

The empty hall was quiet, and the man found a seat near the bar. With a glass of ale, Sean went to the kitchen to get some snacks fried from the skins of the grunts.

"Five copper coins of ale wine, fried goo skin is a gift, slow to use."

After the ale was served, Sean lay on the bar like a salted fish, praying that the man would leave quickly after eating.

"Thanks!"

The man was clearly more interested in the included snacks, which had already been eaten up, and the ale was only half drunk.

"I wonder if the little brother has heard of the deeds of the witchers?"

"No, I don't know, I don't want to know."

The devil knows what it is, the witcher really knows how to hunt demons, so he hunted the demon of the boss lady first.

"It seems that I should be the first witcher to come here, introduce myself, my name is Fred Arnold, I am a witcher, if you need it, just pay some money and I can help you do it."

"Isn't this what bounty hunters do? I know a bounty hunter, aren't you afraid that bounty hunters will squeeze you out? ”

"Of course not," the man said with a smile, "Bounty hunters are bounty hunters, and I can do more than that..."

The man pulled something out of his pocket, and Sean opened his mouth wide, his eyes getting more and more excited.

"Do you want a game of Gwent?" The man said.