The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 370 Purification Ritual

Foltest stood up and said to the Prime Minister, "Let's stop here for today. We'll talk about this again this afternoon... no, tomorrow."

The Prime Minister realized that the King seemed genuinely unwell, so he said nothing more, found his cane, and stood up: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The Prime Minister opened the door and nodded to the two sorceresses standing at the entrance. The sorceresses then made way for the Prime Minister, who was leaning on a cane, to limp away first.

After the sorceresses entered the study, the guards outside closed the study door again.

Both sorceresses gave a curtsy, saying, "Your Majesty."

"Please take a seat."

Once Triss and Keira were seated, Foltest organized his thoughts and recounted the strange dream he had the previous night to the sorceresses before him.

Triss and Keira exchanged a glance.

It was Keira who spoke up: "Your Majesty, may I use magic to examine you?"

“Of course, please go ahead, Ms. Kayla.”

Then Kayla reached out, and a complex golden magic circle appeared in front of his palm.

When the golden magic circle appeared, Foltest suddenly felt a strange fear of light, and his heart felt empty and uneasy.

It wasn't until Kayla dispelled the magical aura and a while later that Foltest felt better.

Then he noticed that Kayla's expression was very serious.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and asked, "Ms. Kayla, is there a problem?"

Kayla didn't answer immediately, but instead bit her lip.

He seemed to be hesitating, unsure whether he should tell the truth.

“Lady Kayla, I am the King, and I command you to speak.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Kayla said helplessly, “Your Majesty, you have been marked with the mark of the deep sea, have been watched by the evil god, and have been corrupted by Him.”

"Evil God?"

This word was too distant for a king who was always worried about the affairs of state.

It's as if it exists in another world.

And this is indeed the case.

Although monsters still exist in this world, Foltest sometimes receives reports of monster invasions and destruction in certain parts of Temuria, but these reports are often overwhelmed by other types of reports.

So much so that Foltest sometimes forgets that in the world they live in, although humans are now the masters of the continent, the monsters that came with the convergence of the celestial spheres are not all dead and are still causing destruction in various places.

"If my knowledge is not deceiving me, the only one capable of releasing the deep-sea imprint should be that one, whose name is the evil god Dagang."

When Kayla uttered the words "Dagon the Evil," Foltest's brain felt as if it were being churned by a sharp knife, the pain nearly causing him to fall off his chair.

For some reason, his brain suddenly understood the cause of the pain:

Because the non-believer directly recited his master's name.

“Kayla!” Triss knelt before the king, releasing a soft white light from her hands. Only then did Foltest feel the pain raging in his brain slowly subsiding. “Don’t say that name directly in front of someone marked with the Deep Sea Mark.”

Knowing she had misspoke, Kayla bowed her head and said, "I apologize, Your Majesty." Foltest lay on the floor for quite a while before gradually regaining his strength and getting up.

He first thanked Triss, and then forgave Keira for her earlier rudeness.

Then, he sat back down in his chair, recalling the information that had just appeared in his mind, and said with lingering fear, "That being whose name cannot even be spoken, is He also in this world?"

Kayla shook her head.

"No, apart from the gods born in this world, no god exists in the material world. At most, they can only leave a projection in the material world. However, for non-divine beings, even a projection is unstoppable."

"Your Majesty, a mark has been planted in your body. If it is not removed in time, you will one day become a slave to evil spirits."

Foltest nodded heavily.

"Ms. Kayla, Ms. Triss, when do we begin?"

“It can be done now,” Triss said. “However… Your Majesty, to completely remove the deep-sea mark, it may be necessary to perform multiple purification rituals, but please rest assured that Kayla and I will definitely remove all evil contamination from your body.”

Next, the two sorceresses carefully drew an intricate magic circle on the floor of the study.

Then, they took out the spellcasting materials and placed them in the various sections of the magic circle, finally having Foltest stand in the center of the magic circle.

However, when Foltest stood where the two sorceresses had requested, Triss and Keira exchanged a glance but did not immediately begin the purification ritual.

"What is the problem?"

“Your Majesty, perhaps you should sit down,” Triss flicked her wand, and a chair flew behind Foltest. “Kayla?”

Kayla waved her wand and conjured several ribbons, binding the king firmly to the chair.

Before Foltest could speak, Kayla spoke up.

“This is a necessary measure, Your Majesty. The purification ritual will cause you pain. It’s not that I don’t trust your will, but your body’s survival instinct will drive you to flee. Every purification ritual is crucial, and we should try our best to avoid the possibility of failure.”

Although Foltest was displeased, he did not retaliate because the sorceress's request was for his health's sake.

It's true that every profession has its own secrets; if you don't understand something, it's best to listen to the experts.

Keira and Triss began chanting incantations.

The magic circle on the ground emitted a dazzling golden light, enveloping Foltest.

In just a moment, Foltest felt as if he were a mudfish falling into boiling water, or a bird flying close to the sun.

He was now extremely grateful that the two sorceresses had thought things through. If he hadn't been so tightly bound, he might have lost control and instinctively tried to escape the magic circle, causing all his efforts to be in vain.

Even though he has made the right choice, the pain he is currently suffering cannot be eliminated, and it even shows signs of gradually deepening.

Foltest once thought he was a man of steel, that he wouldn't utter a sound even if he were pierced.

He was wrong.

For the next ten minutes, his screams echoed continuously in the study.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the golden light on the magic circle finally began to fade. Foltest slumped into his chair, panting heavily for the air of freedom.

He was completely soaked in sweat, looking as if he had just swum in Lake Vijima, with water stains all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)