Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 288 A Bounty

There were plenty of trees around, and with the help of magic, repairing the wooden cart wasn't difficult, especially with the witcher, who was in the wrong, helping out.

After the wooden cart was repaired, the two began to collect the large pieces of bark scattered around, naturally abandoning the smaller ones.

Bang!

Rhett loaded the heavy wooden crate full of debris onto the cart, then turned and asked, "Can you tell me what you plan to do with the werewolf carcass?"

Yaro looked at the Witcher, whose appearance was strange and unlike that of a normal human.

"Of course, it's about dissecting, experimenting, and researching... and selling off the useless stuff."

After working together, Yaro became more familiar with him and his attitude was less stiff than before: "Rett, haven't you heard of wizards? Have you ever been to the Mannheim market?"

“I’ve certainly heard of wizards,” the witcher replied casually. “As for Mannheim Market… what kind of place is that?”

Yaro asked in surprise, "The Mannheim market is less than 100 kilometers from here, and you've never been there?"

A witcher with extraordinary powers who doesn't even know about the nearest extraordinary market?

The witcher looked up and retorted, "Over a hundred kilometers? Do you know how many people, from birth to death, never even leave the village where they were born?"

Ordinary people don't leave because the road conditions are poor. Not to mention supernatural creatures like monsters, even ordinary civilians might not be able to handle jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards.

But can it be the same for someone who specializes in hunting monsters?

Yaro, unable to offer an explanation, summoned a water sphere from the void to cleanse himself, then asked, "How do you usually dispose of the remains of demons?"

Rett watched eagerly and explained, "You can leave it in the sun to dry. But since the weather's been bad lately, we usually add silver powder to the flame and burn it to remove the residue."

After hearing the Witcher's reply, Yaro didn't know what to say.

Most biological monsters have energy storage parts, and these parts sell for a good price.

Even if a weak monster doesn't have any parts that store energy, as long as its flesh isn't too poisonous, wizards will buy it up and use it as food for cultivating certain extraordinary creatures.

Noticing Yaro's confusion, Rett added, "In the past, when we destroyed monsters, we would drag them back to the academy for processing. But now that the academy has sealed them off, we can only process them on the spot."

"The academy?" Yarrow filled a hollowed-out wooden basin with water and handed it to Rett, asking curiously, "Is it nearby?"

"Thank you so much!"

Although Rhett's expression was stiff, if you treated him as someone wearing a mask, you would feel that he was actually very polite and must have received a good education.

"Not far from here... umm... snoring!"

After submerging his face in the basin for a moment, Rhett raised his head, let out a long sigh, and asked, "Does the Earl's Domain know?"

Earldom?
Yaro raised an eyebrow.

If it refers to the surrounding earls—the castle belongs to the earldom, how could I not know that?
“The Countess?” Yarrow asked to confirm.

"Yes."

Rett wiped his damp hair and nodded, explaining, "The academy I used to attend was located in the capital of the Earl's territory—Scarlo City." Yaro, clearing debris from the road, chuckled and asked, "Built in the capital? Then why is it sealed off now? Surely it wasn't closed off by the Countess, a mere noblewoman?"

Rhett paused slightly, his face expressionless, but his voice became a little softer: "It is indeed closely related to her."

"Oh?" Yaro turned around in surprise. "She forced you to shut it down? Does she have that much power?"

Rett's strength is naturally not great, but since he was able to establish an academy, the number of people in it must be quite large. Once the number increases, it will become a very considerable force.

If the Countess could force the academy to close, why did she ignore her own occupation of the castle?

Rett said calmly, "It's related to her, but she didn't force us to close it. In fact, quite the opposite, she wanted us not to close it, but the higher-ups of the academy dismissed us and forbade us from setting foot in the Earl's territory again."

Yaro's heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged as he casually asked, "Is there any great danger in the Earl's territory?"

The fact that a supernatural organization was forced to disband and its members were not allowed to set foot there shows just how critical the situation was in the Earl's Territory!
Rett's lips twitched slightly, as if in a bitter smile: "War...does it count?"

"war?"

Yaro frowned, a subtle shift in his feelings toward the Witcher Academy.

War is coming, so we're running away first?
Ryder nodded: "A war that started because of us."

"Could you give me a general overview?" Yarrow seemed to realize that he had underestimated Claire's departure, and that the scale of this war might be beyond his imagination.

An extraordinary academy even closed down and ran away because of this!
Rett glanced at Yaro, then looked around. As if he had done enough to help, he said nothing and walked directly to the horse that was leisurely grazing nearby.

Prefer not to say?
Yaro was taken aback, and quickly stood up and shouted, "What led to the invasion of the San Fernando Empire?"

Rhett paused, then asked coldly, "How did you know?"

“I live in the castle across from that forest, so of course I know about this, but I don’t quite understand why. Could you tell me?”

Rett looked in the direction Yarrow pointed, paused for a long time as if recalling something, then continued walking, leaving behind a light, casual remark:
"There's nothing to know. If you want to leave, do it as soon as possible, otherwise the war could spread at any time."

Boom!
The Witcher suddenly leaped to the side, and at the same time, a clod of earth popped out from where he should have stepped next.

What incredible speed!
A look of surprise flashed across Yaro's eyes.

"What...does this mean?" The Witcher slowly turned around, his voice cold and ruthless.

He only realized after dodging that the clod of earth hadn't landed directly at his feet; instead, it had deviated slightly.

In other words, Yaro was not attacking him directly, but rather preventing him from leaving further.

However, this method of forcibly preventing others from leaving did not please him.

“This news is very important to me, so…” Yaro said, taking out some gold coins from his pocket, “I am willing to pay a price.”

With one hand on the sword hilt and the other holding a gold coin, Yaro looked earnestly at the witcher: "Can we treat this as a bounty mission?"

The Witcher glanced at the greatsword at Yaro's waist, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "This bounty of yours... is not within the scope of the Witcher's mission."

(End of this chapter)