Chapter 47

"One, two, three, four... seventeen, eighteen."

"Eighteen Orens, thirty-seven copper coins."

"Damn, really a bunch of poor ghosts, did they spend all their money on drinking and visiting brothels?"

Wayne counted the blood-stained Oren coins in his hand, snorted disdainfully, and then wiped off the blood and stuffed them all into the money bag.

After the battle, he searched through the dozen corpses on the ground, but only found this little money from these guys, more than half of which was searched from the big fat man, feeling quite heartbroken.

Such a small amount of stolen money is simply unworthy of the background of a gang, and it is not much better than those farmers.

Thinking of the Devil's Dust bomb he threw out, it even made him feel a loss.

Fortunately, although there was little money, other things in the farm gave him a surprise. After searching, Wayne found that in addition to his own mount Lucifer, there were two horses tied in the stable.

Although it is just a quite ordinary product, if you take it to sell, it should be able to sell for a few hundred Orens, which is a feeling that the effort was not in vain.

Wayne put away the spoils, smacked his lips, and walked to the big wild boar in a few steps.

He pulled out the meteorite iron dagger sent by Vesemir, followed the memory of killing pigs in his mind, quickly cut open the wild boar's throat and arteries, and after the blood was drained, he cut open the wild boar's stomach with a small knife and took out the internal organs and large intestines.

His movements were very agile, and it only took a dozen minutes to disassemble the wild boar into various ingredients.

After all, it is such a big game, it is a pity to leave it alone. Waste is shameful. With such a good cooking skill, these ingredients are enough for him to make many delicacies.

After dealing with the wild boar, Wayne put away the meteorite iron dagger and walked towards the inside of the farmhouse.

At this time, the remaining Wild Dog Gang members had already fled without a trace, and the surviving vicious dogs didn't know where they went. Only some personal items were left in the farmhouse, waiting for him to search.

After a search, Wayne found the property hidden by those gang members on the first floor of the farmhouse, about forty Orens and a few gold and silver jewelry, hidden quite secretly, which might be the savings of those guys.

When he went up to the second floor, he immediately saw a room decorated more luxuriously. Some exquisite decorations were deliberately placed on the walls and tables, and there was a super-large sturdy wooden bed in the center of the room.

Looking at this layout, it should be the room of the big fat man who rode the wild boar.

Wayne saw this and immediately cheered up.

However, before he could do anything, the witcher's keen senses told him that there was still a living thing in some position in this room, the faint breathing and heartbeat. It was faintly transmitted into his ears.

He perceived it along this faint sound and found that it came from a wooden door hidden inside a wooden wardrobe, and it was a locked wooden door.

Wayne thought about it, didn't open the door immediately, but chose to continue searching for property in this room.

He guessed that the private space behind the wardrobe should not be an enemy, but a poor worm imprisoned by the big fat man.

After all, the enemy would not lock himself in a secret room. Since he has been locked for so long, it should not matter if he is locked for a while longer.

After a search, the result was quite good. In addition to property worth hundreds of Orens, through the slight trembling of the Wolf School medallion, Wayne also found a metal iron box in the secret space at the head of the bed.

Opening the iron box, there was a magic staff like a dead tree branch, a book that looked like it was copied by hand, and a strange ornament in the shape of an eagle claw holding an eyeball.

Wayne didn't recklessly touch the two magic-like items, but picked up the book without magic reaction and read it.

There is no book title, the handwriting is sloppy, like dog-climbing font, but the content in the book soon attracted his attention.

This is a book that records how to tame animals. It not only has methods and insights on how to tame vicious dogs, tame horses, and tame other wild beasts, but also records some herbal formulas, materials and steps for some magic rituals, which is quite interesting.

Looking at it, it should be the notes recorded by the boss of the Wild Dog Gang, who got the method of taming animals from somewhere.

And from these taming methods, the staff like dead wood, and the strange ornament, Wayne speculated that they came from a druid.

As for the whereabouts of that druid, Wayne involuntarily thought of the living thing locked in the secret room behind the cabinet.

So, Wayne stuffed the book recording the taming insights into his arms. As for the two magic items, he didn't take them away, but put the metal box in a conspicuous position on the bed, and then got up and came to the wooden cabinet, opened the cabinet door, revealing the wooden door locked inside.

Wayne didn't have the key to the wooden door, but it didn't matter. After confirming that there was no living thing through the door crack, he directly raised his hand and used an Aard Sign to shatter the wooden door into pieces.

Behind the wooden door is a narrow space. In addition to storing some food, there is also a wooden ladder leading to the attic.

Wayne didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and found an oil lamp from the room, put a layer of Quen shield on himself, and carefully climbed up along the wooden ladder.

Before reaching the attic, a foul smell of feces and urine came from above the attic.

The space in the attic is quite small. Under the pressure of the roof on both sides, only a triangular space is left. In this small space, not only is there a simple straw mat and a broken quilt for sleeping, but there is also a figure shrinking in the corner, locked by iron chains.

White hair, hunched figure, old face, wearing a deep brown sloppy linen long shirt, it seems that in order to prevent him from opening his mouth to speak, his mouth was also covered with a metal mask and locked with an iron lock.

Through the light of the oil lamp, Wayne recognized that he should be an old man in his fifties or sixties, but perhaps because of long-term imprisonment, the old man's body had problems and looked quite weak.

After seeing Wayne holding the oil lamp, the old man seemed to have spirit all of a sudden, staring with bloodshot eyes, making a wailing sound from the iron mask, looking at Wayne, with a pleading look in his eyes.

Wayne's expression didn't change much. He observed the iron mask on the old man's head and the thick iron chain, and after confirming that he couldn't open it, he said:

"Don't worry, old sir."

"I am a witcher, and the robbers here have been killed by me."

"You are saved now, I will find a way to save you."

Saying that, Wayne put the oil lamp on the ground, keeping the attic bright, and also so that the old man wouldn't be so nervous, and then continued:

"I have to go down and find the key, otherwise, I have no way to rescue you from the iron chain without hurting you."

He looked into the old man's eyes and asked word by word:

"During this period, can you wait quietly here?"

Although I don't know how long he has been locked up, this old man seems to be able to maintain good sanity. After listening to Wayne's words, the old man recovered some calm, the bloodshot eyes faded a lot, and became quite peaceful.

He looked at Wayne and nodded heavily, without any intense movements, and sat quietly on the straw mat that was probably used for sleeping, waiting quietly.

Seeing this, Wayne was more certain that this old man should be a druid who believes in nature. Otherwise, after being locked up for so long and encountering the hope of going out, ordinary people could not be so calm.

After communicating with the old man, Wayne quickly climbed down the ladder and looked for the key to open the chain in the farmhouse.

After looking for a long time, he finally found it on the big fat man's corpse. This guy hid it quite secretly, directly stuffed it into the secret pocket of his coat. If it weren't for Wayne's clear goal, he wouldn't have noticed this detail.

When he returned to the attic, he unlocked the iron chain and mask on the old man.

The first thing the old man did was to press his trembling right hand on his chest, chant a spell, and use a spell that emitted green light to heal himself.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the light dissipated and the old man's spirit and appearance recovered a bit, and then he said in a very hoarse and weak voice:

"Thank you for saving me, witcher, my name is Kaernest, a druid."

"I have been trapped by this kind of chain mixed with Dimeritium for too long, and now my body is very weak. Can you give me some food?"

(Thanks to big shot Han Shu She Ying for the reward.)

(End of chapter)