Chapter 213: Cat School Gaetan (Thanks to Rain Mirror for the reward)

"Damn, so unlucky! The contract is ruined again!"

After returning to his temporary stronghold in the wild, Gaetan kicked over the iron pot he used for cooking in anger. After a few seconds, he felt a bit heartbroken and picked up the deformed pot, putting it back on the fire.

In order to execute the assassination contract, he had spent nearly a week in Beauclair, gathering intelligence, stepping on points, and guarding outside the palace wall for another night yesterday. Now his stomach was already hungry, and the mission failed. It was really damn unlucky.

No need to think, there is no money to take if the assassination fails, and that mage must have raised his guard. The mission is very difficult to continue, and he has to mix in the wild for a period of time, relying on hunting for a living.

Gaetan sighed, took out a piece of dry meat from the bag at his waist, and took out a piece of cheap rye bread from a backpack, preparing to put it in the pot to boil and make do with a meal.

Suddenly, a sigh with a hint of teasing came to his ears.

"Brother, are you eating this at night?"

"How about, I treat you to a meal in the city?"

Hearing this voice close to his ear, Gaetan subconsciously rolled to the ground, not knowing where the meat and bread in his hand were thrown.

When he drew the dagger at his waist and looked cautiously at the place where the voice came from, he saw a handsome half-elf youth in gorgeous clothes, sitting on a stone not far from the fire, looking at him with a smile.

For half-elves, he is relatively familiar, and there are many half-elves in the school of the past.

Seeing the witcher's unique cat-eye vertical pupils in the other party's eyes, Gaetan was startled and asked: "Who are you? Why appear here?"

Wayne's smile remained unchanged, and he didn't hide anything, saying straightforwardly: "I followed you all the way from the Beauclair Palace. I originally wanted to catch you and interrogate you."

"However, seeing that you are living quite miserably, and you are a witcher like me, I wanted to chat with you."

"Followed me all the way? From the Beauclair Palace?"

Gaetan had a look of "you are boasting" on his face, shook the dagger in his hand, looked at Wayne's youthful appearance, and saw that he had no weapons in his hand, so he decided to strike first, catch the other party, and then interrogate his purpose.

With such an idea, Gaetan kicked his feet, his body like an arrow off the string, and rushed toward Wayne. The Cat School takes the route of lightness and swiftness. When they are assassins, they rely on action speeds that are difficult for ordinary people to react to, to harvest the target's life.

Unfortunately, this time he met Wayne old man, who crushed him in all aspects of strength, speed, agility, and physical reaction. This Gaetan can't be considered a powerful figure in the Cat School. Although the speed he rushed over was very fast, his own strength was not much higher than that of ordinary people.

Wayne just accurately grabbed his right hand holding the dagger, twisted it hard, and let his right joint dislocate. His left palm stuck to his chest, and he came with an instant Aard. The huge impact directly knocked Gaetan flying two or three meters, hitting the fire just now, directly making him cover his chest, wow, and vomit the bile in his stomach.

Wayne didn't continue to attack, just sat quietly on that stone, looking at Gaetan with a teasing meaning.

By the time the Cat School witcher finished vomiting and supported his dislocated right hand with his left hand, and raised his head to look at Wayne, there was no surprise in his eyes, only solemnity and worry.

The other party's strength was obviously much stronger than his. Now that his arm was injured, he might not be able to run away. He didn't know how the other party would deal with him.

Wayne saw his thoughts and said in a flat tone: "Don't worry, we are all witchers. Even if I catch you and send you to the Beauclair Palace, I can indeed exchange for a large reward, but I won't do that." "I am Wayne of the Wolf School. I just heard from others that there are Cat School people who want to do something in the Beauclair Palace, so I specifically waited there, wanting to chat with you."

"By the way, what is your name?"

Gaetan gritted his teeth and snapped his wrist back to its original position. He also found a stone not far from the fire and sat down, looking at Wayne with a serious expression, and said: "I am of the Cat School, Gaetan."

"Since you are not here to catch me, then Wayne of the Wolf School, what is your purpose in finding me."

Gaetan.

Hearing this name, Wayne remembered who it was.

That is the Cat School witcher in The Witcher 3 game who helped the Northern commoners kill a Leshen, then was denied payment by the Northern commoners, was almost stabbed by a pitchfork, and then angrily slaughtered the village.

Just from this matter, well, it doesn't count as a good person, but it's not the kind of bad person who is beyond redemption. At least he started with a kind heart wanting to help the villagers.

This kind of thought flashed through Wayne's mind. He looked at Gaetan's full-of-guard appearance, thought for a while, and said: "Just want to understand some intelligence about the Cat School."

"By the way! Gaetan, do you need work now? I have a good contract here."

"It doesn't require you to kill, and the remuneration is quite generous, enough for you to live a comfortable life."

"Of course, you can refuse, but after you refuse, you will be caught by me and forcibly invited to our Wolf School castle."

"However, don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just want to know some news about the Cat School. You know, since the schools separated, we haven't communicated with each other for a long time."

Gaetan was suspicious after hearing Wayne's words, but the situation was stronger than people. After considering for dozens of seconds, he said: "What kind of contract is it? You have to tell me first."

Facing Gaetan's question, Wayne thought for a while. In fact, the contract just now was just something he said casually. Now that he thinks about it, it seems he really doesn't know what to let this guy do.

So, his thoughts turned, and he immediately had an idea, saying: "Don't worry, very simple work. My current disguised identity is a tobacco merchant, preparing to open a tobacco shop in Beauclair, just lacking a bodyguard."

"You follow me back to the city to rest for two days. After my shop opens, you go to work."

"Looking at your current appearance, you definitely don't have any money. I will prepay you a reward."

Gaetan was stunned upon hearing this. Being a bodyguard, it must be said that as a Cat School witcher, he had never done this kind of work. However, being a bodyguard for a shop is indeed a quite simple job, and the enemies encountered are at most local ruffians.

And hearing that Wayne would prepay the reward, this made Gaetan quite moved. His pockets were empty, and he didn't even have a gold coin. Living in the city is always more comfortable than sleeping in the wild.

As for whether to find a way to escape or other plans later, that will be discussed when the time comes.

(Delayed in the morning, there is a six-thousand-word big chapter in the evening, eight thousand words every day, not less.) (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 214 =====