"Dick, I think it's so easy for you to handle these two Rock Troll. I thought..."
"Thought we were going to fight to the death?"
"Yeah, I thought witchers would kill monsters whenever they encounter them."
"I don't know how to differentiate between good and evil. Although we humans call them monsters, in fact they are also members of this land.
"I will only kill monsters that are harmful to humans. I think every creature has the right to live on this land."
"Dick, what you said is too profound, I can't understand it."
"If you don't understand, just don't understand. I'm just talking casually. And this time, I don't have to do any other work today. I guess I can go back to the Demon Hunter base tomorrow."
"Yes, Dick, you have stayed at Odinburg for so long, and seeing you leaving, I really can't bear to leave." Fisher sighed.
"Are you really reluctant to leave me? I remember the first time I entered the castle, you deliberately asked me to register my name."
Fisher laughed loudly, "Now is the present, and the past is the past."
Soon, several people returned to Odinburg.
As I approached the gate of the castle, I found a familiar young man standing alone in the cold wind at the gate.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves, the man turned around and saw Dick waving with a smile on his face.
Dick got off his horse and walked to this person, "Anson, what can I do for you?"
"Dick, I heard that you had to make three commissions before leaving Odinburg, and now that you have got rid of Leshen, I have a third commission that I want to deliver to you."
"Anson, Dick has actually just completed the third commission, so it stands to reason that he will leave tomorrow." Fisher on the side explained.
Naturally, he also knew the young man Anson. When he was guarding Odinburg, Anson used his medical skills to save many soldiers, so Fisher was very polite to him.
"That's it, Dick, then I'll think of a way."
"No, I decided to stay one more day to talk about your request."
"This, I feel a little embarrassed about."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Anyway, I will still accept the commission after I go back. It doesn't matter if I take one more or less now."
"Well, that's it.
"I want to search for some medicinal materials, but a certain herb can only be found in the Misty Mountains. I want you to protect me in searching for the medicine. I will explain in advance that I may not be able to come back in a day."
"Okay, leave this matter to me. What about the commission fee?"
"How about 30 Kelang?" Anson asked tentatively.
"Okay, deal." Dick said cheerfully.
He had often heard people say that Anson was a doctor but often made diagnoses on the spot, so he accepted the offer without saving much money.
"Dick, you are back."
Just after finishing speaking, a woman walked out of the courtyard, it was the sorceress Ruiwen, "I happen to be looking for some materials to make [Magic Bombs]. When will you leave tomorrow? I will go with you."
"Then let's see what Anson means."
"Just tomorrow morning, beautiful lady. By the way, my name is Anson, and I am a doctor."
"My name is Ruiwen, and I am a sorceress."
Early on the next morning, Dick had dinner and said goodbye to several demon hunters.
On the dining table, Vesemir was chatting and laughing happily, while Geralt beside him was still as cold as ice and showed no reaction.
Originally Russell wanted to go together, but Dick thought that he could not trouble his senior brother all the time, and besides, there was a powerful sorceress Ruiwen accompanying him on this trip, so he politely refused.
He went out with the sorceress and saw Anson waiting outside the castle courtyard.
Then several people drove horses, starting from Odinburg, and galloped all the way towards the north.
Nowadays, the Northern Kingdoms weather is getting colder and colder. Even the sorceress Ruiwen is wearing an extra cloak to keep out the cold.
After walking for a while, the horse that sat down felt a little tired.
So Dick controlled the speed to slow down, and the three of them started chatting on the roadside while rushing.
According to Anson, they will arrive at nearby Snow Village before noon. After replacing equipment there, they will then head towards the Misty Mountains. There is no rush anyway.
Anson smiled and said, "My brother Little Tom has been talking about you a lot lately, Master Dick."
"Oh, does he want me to buy him some snacks?"
"That's true. But his current wish is not to inherit our family's medical skills and become a doctor when he grows up, but to become a demon hunter."
"Being a witcher is not as good as being a doctor. Even the process of transforming into a witcher is very dangerous, not to mention the various dangers you will encounter when slaying demons in the future. Fortunately, Little Tom is just talking casually."
"Yeah, that's what I told him too.
"By the way, our relative from the southern country came over a few days ago with a little girl about his age. Do you know how Little Tom entertained her?
"Oh? How did he entertain?" Dick asked following Anson's words.
"This little bastard," although Anson cursed, the doting look on his face could not be wiped away.
"He actually asked a little girl of his age to lick the iron gate of our house, saying that this is a characteristic of Northern Kingdoms. If you lick the iron gate with your tongue in winter, you will taste a taste sweeter than sugar.
"Did that little girl really lick it?" Ruiwen on the side also became curious after hearing this.
"I really licked it, and then the little girl started crying quietly, because if she cried loudly, she would pull out her tongue.
"But this bastard Little Tom actually clapped his hands and applauded, saying, 'Little Roach from the south is such a little fool.'
"Fortunately, I just came back from a free clinic and finally found out about this."
"But at that time, it was impossible to just pull her tongue off the iron door, otherwise a piece of flesh would have to be stained by the iron door.
"I immediately boiled a pot of hot water and gently sprinkled water along the iron door, and the little girl was able to escape."
"How is your brother?" Dick asked again.
"Naturally, my father beat me with a cane and told me that I would never dare to do it again. But the next day he took the little girl out to play again."
"What are you playing this time?" Ruiwen asked with interest.
"Play slippery."
"What is a skid?"
"Ms. Ruiwen, aren't you a Northern Kingdoms person? You don't even know how to play slippery?"
"Actually, my hometown is also a small country in the south. In my early years, my family suffered misfortune, and I was the only one who survived. Later, I awakened my magic power and was included in the Magic Academy."
"Sorry about that, Ms. Ruiwen."
"It's okay, just keep talking. I'm quite interested in your Little Tom topic."
"Okay, then he took the little girl to the nearby river to skate.
"The temperature has dropped recently and the river has frozen. But you must first know that skating means to move forward with both feet on the ice."
"Then what did Little Tom do?" Dick interjected again.
"Originally, when skating, you have to squat down half-crouched, lean your body slightly forward, and lower your center of gravity.
"In the end, he told the little girl to stand up straight and hold her head high," Anson said with a bitter smile.