Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 140 I'm sorry, Keira, Triss is too beautiful.

Ding! The initial unlocking conditions for Ancient Blood have been met. Unlock now?

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Wayne desperately wanted to do it, but his rationality made him temporarily abandon the choice.

This is a powerful force, and no one knows what will happen when it is unsealed. There might be an energy burst that turns this mansion into ruins. If that happens, not only will we be unable to hide our identities, but we will also be letting Miss Triss down.

He planned to take a shower and then find an excuse to go to a deserted place to unseal his bloodline power, and also see how much these abilities would increase his strength.

Lying in the spacious bathtub, Wayne imagined a bright future and couldn't help but hum a cheerful melody.

After enjoying this for about ten minutes, the wooden door to the bathroom was suddenly pushed open. Wayne turned his head and saw Miss Triss, who was petite, walking in with her long red hair flowing down her back.

Her face was slightly flushed, her eyes were bright and sparkling, and she was only wearing a purple bathrobe. She was barefoot, and the hem of the bathrobe only covered her knees, revealing her fair and rounded thighs and smooth and straight calves.

Seeing Wayne looking at her, the red-haired beauty blushed even more. However, despite her blushing face, she did not hesitate and walked gracefully to Wayne's side.

Then, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, she dipped her calves into the warm water, splashing the water with her toes, and said in a slightly mischievous tone:

"You take too long to shower, Wayne. You probably won't mind a lady in a hurry to shower sharing a bath with you, will you?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne looked the sorceress up and down with admiration. Her purple bathrobe, soaked with water, clung tightly to Triss's body, displaying her beautiful curves in full view of the witcher.

The sorceress's shy yet alluring expression was simply irresistible to all men.

Wayne couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile, and moved a little closer to the sorceress. An alluring rose scent emanated from the beauty before him.

"Of course, Triss, I certainly don't mind. This is your home, and as a guest, I always respect the host's arrangements."

Both were adults, and many of their thoughts were unspoken. Faced with Triss's proactive seduction, as a man and as a witcher, Wayne had no reason to refuse.

Moreover, what man, as a fan of the Witcher series, could resist Munda's charm?

He reached out and embraced Triss's soft body, gently pulling aside the somewhat cumbersome purple bath towel, and drew that smooth and delicate beautiful body into his arms.

I'm sorry, Kayla. Don't blame me for being a jerk; it's just that Triss is too charming. Even though she's your best friend, please forgive me.

Wayne silently berated himself, but his body moved without the slightest hesitation.

The only pity was that Triss was injured in the chest. Although the sorceress didn't mind the slight pain, Wayne was a gentle man and he wanted to bring her joy, not pain.

During this happy time, Wayne finally understood why Triss had become so infatuated with a witcher.

As a sorceress with a natural sensitivity to magic, and almost the strongest reaction to chaotic magic among the Witchers, even the slightest stimulation would bring Triss immense pleasure.

Under his manipulation, the sorceress could not even last as long as Maisie, who was an ordinary girl. In less than two hours, Triss fell into a deep sleep with tears in her eyes and her body limp.

Wayne's interest was at its peak, but for Triss's health, he had no choice but to suppress his burning desire, dress the red-haired beauty, and take her back to her room.

At the same time, he decided that when he returned to Vizima, he must find an opportunity to visit Elder Druid Cairnster and get some potions from the old man to help the sorceresses so that they could last longer.

Otherwise, a man's excessive physical strength would actually be a disadvantage.

………………

As dusk fell, Wayne prepared a sumptuous dinner for the awakened sorceress and showered her with sweet words, solidifying their relationship.

Then he made an excuse and left Maripo alone, riding his horse to the rocky area where he had defeated the stag.

After talking with Triss, he learned that the magical ritual to seal the spatial rift would take about two days to prepare all the materials, and that their mission to eliminate the stag spirit had been reported to Duke Maripo, and the reward would be issued soon.

Of course, the system's master-level mission rewards were already completed when Triss acknowledged Wayne's contribution to the mission.

I gained a total of 352 mission experience points and a Master-level treasure chest.

However, as an extremely rare Master-level treasure chest, no matter how much Wayne wanted to open it immediately, he had to wait until the next lucky day in order to maximize his benefits.

The experience reward from this master-level quest successfully boosted Wayne's current level to its peak. He only needs to complete a few more normal-level quests to reach level eight and receive another small boost.

This made Wayne sigh, "High-level missions are so much better. Master-level missions already have such good rewards. If an epic mission comes along, wouldn't I be able to level up several times in a row?"

However, according to the system's explanation, epic-level missions are extremely difficult to obtain. Generally speaking, only missions that change a world or a country and affect the fate of millions of people can be called epic-level missions.

After passing through a primeval forest, Wayne arrived at the rocky area that had been ruled by the stag spirits. Several hours later, it was exactly the same as when they had just left, and the various corpses on the ground did not attract any other wild beasts to devour them.

Clearly, although the stag spirit is dead, its rule over the forest has not been completely broken.

However, none of this concerned Wayne. He found a boulder far from the spatial rift and sat down. After confirming that no one was around, he took a breath and focused his attention on the unsealing of the Ancient Blood.

Ding! Lockdown confirmed.

Remaining ability points: 0.

As the emotionless voice faded from his mind, Wayne felt a powerful, mysterious force being drawn from his soul and then acting on his body.

In an instant, he seemed to return to the memories of lying on the operating table in Kaer Morhen, tormented by various mutation experiments.

This time, however, all the cells, genes, and even the smallest things in the body began to change rapidly under the influence of this mysterious power.

What Wayne felt was no longer pain or torment, but a sublimation of his life form, as if his body had begun to evolve, taking a small step towards a higher life form.

During this transformation, Wayne also gained a deeper understanding of the ancient blood within him. It was as if he had been enlightened, with a wealth of knowledge and experience flooding into his mind, allowing him to easily achieve a preliminary grasp of this power.

After an unknown amount of time, when Wayne woke up, the sun had already set, leaving only a fiery sunset in the sky. The boulder beneath him seemed to have been eroded by some force, cracking open with countless fissures. The weeds and plants around the boulder also seemed to have had their life drained, turning into dry grass clippings.

Wayne looked around and felt that the whole world had changed in an instant. As witchers, they could barely use Chaos Magic and had only a superficial understanding of this power, and could not even clearly perceive it.

However, after the ancient blood was unsealed, he became a source warlock who had completed the initial awakening. Simply put, he was a genius warlock whose talent far surpassed that of ordinary spellcasters, who was born with powerful magic and could directly understand the origin of magic.

At this moment, Wayne was able to clearly feel the chaotic magic around his body, perceive its concentration, its flow, its properties, and even faintly hear its call.

Although he had not yet received professional training, Wayne felt that if he wanted to, he should be able to directly mobilize the chaotic magic around him to form the most basic magical attacks.

This must be the benefit of +10 Magic Control.

However, the benefits of becoming a Source Warlock go beyond that. The unsealing of his bloodline caused a dramatic change in the mutated organs within Wayne's body. Not only was his ability to store Chaos Magic greatly enhanced, but the quality of the Chaos Magic he produced was also further strengthened.

If he could only use the ordinary Igni sign ten times in a short period of time before, now that number should be able to double. Even if he uses the Igni sign thirty times, his magic power will not be exhausted.

Thinking this, Wayne formed the Igni sign with his right hand and spent more than ten seconds concentrating a quarter of his magical power into his right hand.

Because the condensed magic power was so immense, he could even feel the temperature of his entire right hand rising rapidly. If he hadn't already become a Source Mage, his entire right hand might have been burned by the highly concentrated magic power.

As he thrust his right hand sharply towards the sky, the highly concentrated magic transformed into a pale blue flame, which instantly exploded in the air.

It directly enveloped a distance of nearly fifty meters in front of it, forming a huge fan-shaped flame.

Moreover, when the pale blue flames burned to their limit, a wave of intense heat, accompanied by a powerful shockwave, suddenly exploded, possessing explosive power like the legendary explosive flames.

Seeing the immense destructive power of the Igni sign, Wayne couldn't help but gasp inwardly. This kind of magic was probably considered a high-level offensive spell even for warlocks.

He then patiently tested the other four mudras one by one, and the results were self-evident.

Even without learning sorcerer spells, after becoming a Source Sorcerer, the power of each of the Witcher's Signs alone is enough to astound everyone.

(End of this chapter)