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Witcher: The Half Elf

Wayne, a former sports student, found himself in an unexpectedly awkward situation after a fatal accident involving a dump truck. Instead of continuing his previous life, he was reborn as a half-elf-witcher at Kaer Morhen. This transformation left him feeling out of place in a world filled with unruly individuals, flourishing malevolent deities, rampant monsters, and inept kings and nobles. Yet, Wayne couldn't help but feel that he was endowed with numerous advantages. ______________________________ Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the fanfic I was merely translating this. Note: This is a Chinese Translation 巫师:这个猎魔人不务正业 You can support me on Patreon and Read 10 Chapters in advance patreon.com/Lil674

LIl_wretch · Book&Literature
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Geralt The White Wolf

Life at Kaer Morhen was simple, with Wayne dedicating himself to various witcher training routines, motivated by the system rewards he received. He worked tirelessly, watching his strength steadily increase to the point where he often forgot to sleep and eat. This monotonous yet fulfilling life made time pass quickly, and before he knew it, summer had transitioned to early winter. It had been nearly four months since he arrived in this world.

During this period, Wayne made the most of his time, ensuring that not a moment was wasted. He focused on honing his skills and almost daily completed normal-level training tasks assigned by his mentor, Vesemir. At the age of 14, Wayne had made remarkable progress in his witcher training:

Wayne (14 years old)

Occupation: Witcher

Level: Level 3 (63/300)

Ability value: 2 points

Attributes: Strength 15, Dexterity 20, Constitution 17, Spirit 20.

Skills: Swordsmanship LV2, Sign LV2, Gene Mutation LV1.

Special bloodline: Ancient blood (weak, unawakened) requires ten ability points to activate.

Subsidiary skills: Archery LV1, Cooking LV3, Planting LV1.

Wayne's diligent work not only enhanced his physical attributes but also granted him two valuable ability points. According to the system's instructions, these points were incredibly precious, as they could be allocated to improve his physical attributes or increase his skill levels. Wayne eagerly anticipated the day he could unlock special professional abilities using these points, as the system reminded him that when each skill is upgraded to the threshold level, professional specialties can be unlocked with ability points.

This made Wayne look forward to it very much and kept the ability points for later use.

At dusk that day, Wayne, as usual, left Kaer Morhen's castle in a happy mood after finishing his daily physical training.

Apart from daily training, his favorite thing is to get some wild game ingredients around the castle and add a la carte for himself and Vesemir. And the creek less than 300 meters away from the castle is a pretty good collection place. As the water source closest to Kaer Morhen, Wayne not only set up several fishing traps along the river, often getting fish like small fish and shrimp but also cultivated a vegetable garden on a flat land not far from the river.

In his previous life, he was a child from the countryside. Although he was not a professional in growing vegetables, he was familiar with them, and he did well.

The old witcher Vesemir was very surprised at his behavior and even joked that he might be the first witcher in thousands of years who liked being a farmer.

But Wayne didn't care about it. Life in the Middle Ages was too bitter. If he didn't add some fun to his life, the long life of a witcher would be too boring.

Just as he was carrying a few small fish with a straw rope, and picked up a few green vegetables from the vegetable field, he was walking towards the castle.

A slightly heavy footstep suddenly entered his hearing range.

Wayne was startled, thinking that some drowners accidentally broke into this place along the creek.

He quickly put down the ingredients in his hand, pulled out the unopened steel sword from behind, and faced the direction of the sound.

However, more than 20 meters away, what caught his eye was not the expected water ghost, but a man wearing light armor of the wolf school and carrying two swords. He's leading a dark brown steed with some huge bundles tied right away.

The man was handsome, with white silver hair, several scars on his face and a pair of golden pupils.

Seeing Wayne, the handsome man showed a slightly stiff smile on his paralyzed face, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Long time no see, Wayne."

However, when he saw the pair of beast pupils unique to witchers on Wayne's face, he was taken aback for a moment, and then the smile on his face became more cordial.

"It seems that our wolf school has an extra little witcher."

"By the way, where are the other children?"

Seeing this handsome witcher, with just one glance, Wayne recognized who he was through his memory.

He is the protagonist of the novel and the game trilogy, the future most legendary witcher of the wolf school, the gambling king of Gwent, Geralt of Rivia.

However, none of the future events have happened yet. At this time, Geralt has not even met Yennefer. Ciri, the daughter of destiny who will stir up all forces in the future, is not even born yet.

Everyone was Vesemir's apprentice, and Geralt knew Wayne of course, but before, Wayne was like the other children, because they were too young and spent too little time together, so they and Geralt were not considered acquaintances.

Hearing the white wolf asking about other children, Wayne immediately said sadly: "They didn't survive the final trial, I was the only survivor."

Geralt's eyes darkened when he heard the words, but he quickly recovered. He looked at Kaer Morhen's castle, patted his mount, and said to Wayne

"Don't dwell too much on the past, Wayne."

"This is the choice of fate, and no one can change it."

"I brought back a lot of food and supplies. This winter, I will spend the winter in the castle."

"Let's have a big meal tonight."

Wayne actually had no impression of the other children, let alone any sadness.

"Indeed, it's been over half a year since we last met. My cooking skills have improved. Tonight, let me showcase my culinary prowess."

...

Kaer Morhen Castle Great Hall at night. Wayne, Vesemir, and Geralt were having dinner around a dining table. Braised chicken nuggets, smoked grilled fish, stewed beef with potatoes and red wine, plus several kinds of fresh green vegetables, filled the entire table, it was a very hearty dinner.

Geralt, who ran all the way on the mountain road for several days, swallowed the delicious food in his mouth, unconsciously showed an expression of enjoyment on his somewhat paralyzed face, and couldn't help but praise: "This is the finest fare I've ever had. Tavern chefs can't hold a candle to your cooking skills."

Vesemir took a sip of the cold beer that Geralt had brought and said with emotion "Yes, Geralt, Wayne is the most gifted child I've ever mentored. It's not just about cooking; after the Grass Trial, his proficiency in seal-casting and swordsmanship has grown at an astonishing rate. I believe that within a few years, he may become the most formidable witcher among us."

Geralt was pleasantly surprised by Vesemir's vote of confidence, understanding that Vesemir was a traditionalist and wouldn't offer unwarranted praise. However, he hadn't expected the leader of the Wolf School to be so optimistic about Wayne's future as a witcher.