It was nothing to do when I was idle, and Roger really didn't want to continue to taste the watered beer in the tavern, so he nodded.

"The pearl pickers near the dock attacked?" he asked back.

"Have you heard of it?"

“There should be no place to spread news faster than a tavern.”

"Then let's go, let's talk as we go."

Geralt stood up.

"Is it OK to count me?"

A cautious voice came from beside him, Roger turned his head and Ashe took a deep breath.

"I'm just curious, don't worry, I will never affect your mission. As long as you speak, I can leave at any time."

"In addition, I promise that without your permission, what I see will never appear in poetry."

Geralt frowned. Ashe was just an ordinary girl and had no power to protect herself. He wanted to refuse directly, but hesitated for a moment and looked at Roger.

"Go together, just follow me, I promise nothing can hurt you."

Roger spoke.

"Be careful, my dear silly girl."

Dandrien said slowly, "Many times the danger comes from around you. You must know that the one who hurts women the most is never monsters."

"It's a man."

As he said that, his smirks and eyes swam between Roger and Ashe.

From his ambiguous eyes, Ashe naturally guessed the meaning of her old friend's words. Her face turned red and she changed the topic in panic.

"Where are you, aren't you going together?" As soon as she said that, she felt deeply regretful. Her participation would cause great trouble to Rogers and the others, if Dandrien was added.

After all, this is not an outing, and you will face monster attacks at any time.

"I'll forget it. Who knows if I'll take a boat? You should know how much I feel like."

"Also I have to have a good rest, a little later, and... ahem, anyway, you guys go." Dandrien waved.

So the three of them got up and left the tavern.

"Thank you, Roger."

A little behind, Ashe walked to Roger and thanked him quietly, "Well... Also, Dandrien..."

His face turned red, and only then did Ashe realize that it would be fine if he didn't explain, but the more he explained, the more he seemed to be more obvious.

She admitted that the identity and experience of the witch hunter fascinated female poets like her, and more importantly, Roger's temperament is also very comfortable.

The mystery given by identity, coupled with a decent appearance and elegant conversation, made Roger full of fatal attraction in his eyes.

To be honest, he was obviously more interested in Geralt at the beginning. After all, in Dandrien's poems, Geralt's appearances are more and more realistic.

In addition, she also learned a lot of stories between Geralt and Yennefa from the big mouthed guy.

It has to be said that the abusive love that happens to others is the easiest thing to excite women.

But after contacting her, all her attention was attracted by Roger.

In addition, the woman's sensitivity made her realize that Geralt and Dandrien had a special respect for Roger.

The three of them soon arrived near the dock and saw the set-up alert from afar. In addition, they also found a familiar figure.

Zelister.

No wonder he is the head of the pearl mining industry and should have appeared here.

"Miss Davin, have you changed your mind?"

Zelit shouted loudly from afar.

"No, she just came to see with us." Geralt stepped forward, "I accepted the Duke's commission to investigate what was going on here."

"I received the notice, but the letter said you were the only one." Zelist frowned.

"They are my companions." Geralt was determined.

"He can, but she can't." Zelister pointed to Ashe, "Worldhunter, Lord Duke paid you money to help you solve the problem, not to treat this place as a curiosity place to please women!"

"In fact, I always think that we can solve these things ourselves, and there is no need to waste any coin on someone like you!"

"This is just an investigation. I am the one who accepts the commission. How to solve it is my business. You just need to wait for the result." The contempt in Zelister's eyes made Geralt slightly angry.

"I...I'm just here with them, you guys, I'll wait outside, or go back to the tavern first."

Ashe spoke.

At this moment, a thick voice came from not far behind Zelit.

"Is it Geralt? Why don't you come in and take a look?"

Everyone turned around and walked out of a slightly fat man surrounded by several guards.

He is not tall, has sharp eyes, and has deep nasolabial folds on his face, which makes him look particularly serious when he slapped his face.

"Duke Duke!"

The one who appears here is Duke Egroval, the actual owner of Cape Blim Wunder.

"Sir, we had a little argument."

As he said that, Zelister told the story.

"That's right."

The Duke narrowed his eyes, "How to complete the entrustment is your choice. I just need to wait for the result. I understand this way, right?"

Geralt nodded.

"You have the right to choose how to perform tasks, but this is my place, and I am also qualified to decide who can enter and who can't!"

The Duke snorted coldly, "So now the witch hunter, I think you shouldn't continue to waste my time on this issue."

Geralt took a deep breath.

In the past, Dandelion often went in and out with him when performing entrusted tasks, but in fact the client didn't care so much about such things.

And just now, if Zelister hadn't deliberately stimulated Geralt with an insulting tone, he would have been willing to cooperate with the other party's request.

There is no need to make the scene so stiff.

"You guys go, I'll go back to the hotel by myself." Ashe said again, her eyes looking at Roger were full of apology.

Roger frowned, he could feel that the Duke seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for Geralt.

"That's your companion, he can be with you." The Duke suddenly spoke.

"As for Miss Ashe, I can…"

"No need." Roger interrupted the Duke, then pulled Ashe's arm, "I'll send her back."

"You won't go?" the Duke frowned, "Look at your outfit, you should be a witch hunter. You two will be more sure of it together."

"But you only paid me." Geralt snorted coldly.

"That's because I thought you two would be together. Hell, do you think you're worth so much money alone?"

As he said that, he glanced at Roger.

"Tell me, how much do you want."

Roger smiled, but before he could answer, Dandrien's familiar voice came from behind him.

"Mr. Duke, I don't think anyone in this world can let Roger do things for him."

"Um……"
Chapter completed!