The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Dealing with Selwyn's body, Marek picked up the heavy two-handed hammer, thought for a while, and walked to Sigmund.

"Henrik, you defeated this guy, and the spoils should belong to you. I know it's a little presumptuous, but you now have your own metrical weapon..."

"I don't know if you can sell this item to me. Whether it's money or other extraordinary materials, I will be satisfied as long as you mention it." Marek said sincerely.

"You shouldn't need this thing, right?" Sigmund was a little strange.

"I really don't need it, but there is a very good young man in my team, and he is about to be promoted to the second level now, so there is no need to prepare the rhythm weapon in advance." Marek said generously.

"Excellent lad?"

"A young man named Sigmund, I assigned him to Juana, haven't you seen him?"

"No."

Thinking that Marek asked for this weapon for himself, Sigmund felt warm.

"You don't need to talk about any remuneration, you can take this weapon."

Sigmund waved his hand, "I'm just curious, the good young man you mentioned, um...how good is it?"

Tsk tsk, this kind of disguised identity, listening to others brag about yourself is not too pleasant.

"That's a long story."

"We have plenty of time." Sigmund says that's what I love to hear.

"The matter started a month ago. I personally discovered and raised this young man." Marek said to himself, not paying any attention to Gildo's resentful eyes not far away.

Obviously I was the first to know Sigmund.

"Later, when I returned to the city, this young man performed even better. Of course, all of this is inseparable from my teaching..."

Listening to Marek's eloquent talk, Sigmund felt for the first time that his captain was really handsome when he was bragging.

I didn't expect that wearing a layered vest would have this benefit. It seems that I have to talk to the captain more when I have time. It's not for anything else, and it's very comfortable to listen to him bragging about myself.

Selwyn's weapon was obviously very precious. On the way to leave, Marek repeatedly wanted to compensate Sigmund, but after hearing so many good words, his captain was seeking his own welfare, so how could Sigmund accept his things? .

"No, based on my relationship with Juana..."

Sigmund deliberately paused, showing an ambiguous look.

"Oh, I get it, I get it."

Marek smiled and patted his thigh, thinking that this young man named Henrik was very interesting.

"I won't be going back to Liam City today. There is a small town nearby that is famous for its beer. The special barbecue seems to come from the Southern Islands. We'll have a few drinks in a while."

"Captain, we don't need to go back and report..."

"What's the report? We came out today to relax. We are too nervous, and the chaos value has risen too fast. Relaxation is also part of the job." Marek said seriously.

Seeing the strange expression on his face, Sigmund seemed to understand something.

After all, not long ago, Juana announced in public that Henrik was her male partner. Marek didn't believe this statement at first. Now that he saw him today, he naturally didn't intend to let go of this opportunity to investigate carefully.

Obviously, Juana also understood Marek's intentions and came to Sigmund early.

Juana on the left is gentle and dependent, and glances at herself with charming eyes from time to time, while Marek on the opposite side continues to tell the wonderful story of the excellent hunter Sigmund.

This feeling of being licked by two captains.

At this moment, Sigmund had only one thought in his mind.

That is, Henrik's vest must not be dropped.

If the two of them know their identity...

He couldn't even imagine that scene.

Feeling refreshed, everyone soon arrived at a nearby logging town.

It was already afternoon, and there were not many people in the tavern. A few people got together to a table, chatted, drank and ate meat, and slowly when the tavern gradually became lively.

Marek took the initiative to participate in some of the entertainment in the tavern.

Throwing dice, fighting for wine, wrestling with sweaty workers, and even being slapped severely by the waitress holding beer because he didn't control his right hand.

From afternoon to evening, from evening to night.

It wasn't until everyone was surrounded by wine barrels that Marek stood up unsteadily.

"The rooms upstairs have been reserved for you, so take a good rest." He winked at Sigmund, and gave the latter a look that any man could understand.

When he turned to Juana, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

Juana snorted coldly, wrapped her left hand around Sigmund's right arm, took a bottle of wine on the table casually, swayed her plump waist, and went upstairs side by side with Sigmund.

Watching the two of them disappear at the corner of the second floor, Marek shook his head, and his eyes immediately became clear.

"Stand up and follow me!" Patting Gildo who smelled of alcohol, Marek walked out of the tavern quickly.

"Captain, aren't we going to rest?"

"What are you resting for?" After making a half circle around the tavern, Marek nimbly climbed up a big tree.

"Captain, what are you doing?" Gildor looked puzzled.

"Aren't you curious? Between Henrik and Juana..." Marek sneered.

"I really thought I would be fooled, don't I know how a woman really reacts when she is with the man she loves?"

After thinking about it seriously, Gildo nodded seriously.

For Marek, who has many wives, he does have a say in this issue.

"So you plan to eavesdrop?"

"How is it possible?" Marek stared, "I'm helping Juana overcome her own psychological barrier."

He laughed strangely, "Juana's problem is that she can't face her heart, and all I have to do is push her..."

"You put medicine in her food?!" Gildo seemed to understand something.

"How is it possible? Whether it's psychedelic potions or other things, the Children of Nature can easily tell them apart. In addition, they are also very resistant to these things. Doing so will only arouse her alertness."

"So, although I used certain things, it was aimed at Henrik. For example, through certain means, Henrik's gravity in the eyes of all women increased dramatically."

"Let these women be addicted to him!"

"Is there such a thing?!" Gildo looked yearning.

"Of course, a special perfume."

"perfume?"

Marek nodded, "Have you forgotten about Mrs. Galar? I got this perfume from Sigmund."

"It has no color, no smell, but it is the poison of temptation for women!"

"This is not an aphrodisiac, but it can stimulate Juana's instincts to the maximum and give her the opportunity to face her heart."

"leftover……"

"We can only wait and listen to the voices coming from the room."

"What noise?" Gildor pressed.

"What do you think?" Marek laughed strangely.