Witcher: I Can Extract Everything
/ Witcher: I Can Extract Everything Chapter 70 – Legendary
Chapter 70: Legendary
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
A customer at a table next to him said, “Ask the nobles for a recommendation letter. On Sunday morning, wear your armor and bring your cross sword to the western suburbs. The tournament will be held there.”
Heath asked, “Recommendation letter?”
The tavern owner nodded. “There are many middlemen in the city. As long as they are willing to pay gold coins, they can contact the nobles. Do you need me to recommend one for you?”
“If you participate in the tournament this year, even if you can't win, you can still receive the guidance of the Follower, Lord Gallio.”
Gallio? Where had he heard this name before?
Heath was puzzled. “Follower?”
The first customer said proudly, “The watchman of Twilight Fortress, one of the 800 brave warriors who followed the Wizard to stop the private army of over 10,000 Rykers.. You can't be unaware of the legendary hero of our Kingdom, right?”
Heath laughed dryly. “Ha, ha, it's really not that clear.”
He remembered that it was the Knight with a square face who helped Count Kroya fight for a while after his death.
The customers looked at Heath as if they were looking at a fool.
The customer asked, “Foreigner, did you walk out of the cave in the north? You don't even know such a legendary story?”
Heath asked with interest, “Oh? Then can you tell me about it?”
As he spoke, he said to the tavern owner beside him, “Give this friend a glass of wine.”
The maid handed over a large oak cup.
The customer laughed out loud. “Haha, thank you for your generosity.”
He picked up the oak cup and took a big sip. Then, he stepped on the stool and jumped onto the wooden table. With one hand on his chest and the other raised high, he used an aria tone to describe the story:
“That was six months ago, when the despicable Ryker people suddenly provoked us…”
“…We only had eight hundred people, but the number of enemies exceeded ten thousand. Everyone was scared out of their wits, except for that Lord…”
“…Count Kroya's death forced this team into a desperate situation. It was then that the legend stood up and bravely shouldered the responsibility of defending against the enemy…”
“…800 people attacked 10,000 people. I really don't want to believe it…”
Even though everyone had heard this story countless times recently, and even knew every detail like the back of their hand, when they heard the customer's description, the people in the tavern quickly immersed themselves in it.
(If you have problems with this website, please continue reading your novel on our new website myboxnovel.com THANKS!)When they heard the customers talk about the army of 10,000 undead, they were terrified.
When they heard the Wizards killing the enemy Knights on the city wall, they cheered.
When they heard the Count dying in battle, they were anxious.
It was as if everyone had really stood on the city wall and become one of the members, experiencing the enemy's attack and fighting side by side with the Wizard.
Finally, the customers shouted, “…They are legends! Legends!”
The entire pub burst into cheers:
“Legends! Legends!”
“Legends! Legends!”
Heath looked at the customers in the pub who were like a climax and could not help but open his mouth.
Although he already knew from Cui Siqi that he was popular, the popularity was still far beyond Heath's expectations.
No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not help but blush at this moment.
He could not help it. In the praises of the customers, he had been completely described as a fearless, brave, valiant, and heroic hero.
No matter how he looked at it, he did not feel that it matched him…
Heath took out two gold coins and put them on the table again. “I'll buy everyone's drinks today.”
“Haha, praise you, generous young man!”
“You're as great as a Wizard!”
The tavern was once again filled with excitement.
After drinking the wine, the first customer raised his glass and said, “Thank you, generous young man. In return, I advise you not to participate in the Martial Arts Competition!”
Heath raised his eyebrows. “What?”
The customer said, “Allunt's Martial Arts Competition is not a game. I've seen too many young people like you who want to make a name for themselves on this platform, but in the end, they are all beaten up.”
“Those who are lucky will have their arms and legs broken. Those who are unlucky will even lose their lives in the arena.”
“This is a Martial Arts Competition that even a true Knight can participate in. Fighting with a wooden sword that you've experienced in the countryside is completely different.”
The other customers also started to discuss:
“Yeah, do you still remember the young man from Dog Town who had half of his head chopped off last year?”
“How could I not remember? He didn't die on the spot and even convulsed on the ground for a long time. I will never forget that terrifying look in my life.”
“That kid from the old Potter family was also crippled by someone in the arena…”
The tavern owner also nodded and advised, “For the sake of the gold coins, I think you should consider everyone's suggestion. Although there are quite a number of people who are famous in the martial arts arena, most of them have become dead souls under the swords of others.”
Heath nodded. “Thank you for your advice.”
Seeing his expression, no one said anything more. They only shook their heads in pity.
They had seen too many young people like him. They were full of vigor and fighting spirit. They would not listen to any advice. They could only turn back when they hit a wall.
At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from outside the window.
“Hahaha, didn't your parents tell you that a little girl shouldn't go out alone?”
“Quickly lift up your cloak. The money our boss lost must be under there!”
They saw two men who were obviously not good people blocking the way of a young girl outside the tavern. It was a scene that often appeared in storybooks where hooligans would flirt with little girls.
Heath subconsciously looked in that direction, and when he saw it, he could not help but be stunned. His expression was very surprised.
The customers in the tavern all frowned.
“It's Bruno and those bastards again. We should really hang them on the city wall!”
“Isn't anyone going to take care of them? Can we call the city guards?”
“Forget it. These scoundrels are only taking advantage of their words. They won't do anything to that girl.”
“That's right. How can they live with a mad dog pestering them?”
There was a hint of helplessness in the tone of the diners.
While everyone was discussing, Heath suddenly pulled out a chair and walked out of the tavern.
The eyes of the diners in the tavern could not help but light up when they saw this.
Soon, Heath arrived outside the tavern and did not hesitate to 'meddle in other people's business.'
He pressed down on the cross sword with one hand and said righteously, “Leave that young lady before I draw my sword.”
That passionate action was like a Knight of justice depicted in a storybook!
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the young girl who was blocked in the middle by two villains. He gave the latter a comforting smile and said in a firm tone, “With me here, no one can hurt you.”
That was so high-spirited!
However, what returned to him was a cold expression on the young girl's face.
The word 'boring' was written all over her silent pretty face.
At this moment, the dusk had passed, and the lanterns had just lit up.
Under the white moonlight, her beautiful silver-gray hair swayed in the cool night breeze.
Chapter end
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