Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 143 The Clingy Triss and the Magic Teacher

"Wayne, where have you been? Why are you so late?"

As evening fell, Wayne had just returned to Triss's family mansion when the red-haired sorceress came looking for him. Although she asked where Wayne had been, her shifty and ambiguous gaze, her cool and alluring attire, and the seductive rose scent emanating from her body all revealed Triss's restless heart.

Clearly, the brief afternoon pleasure did not satisfy the red-haired beauty, unlike Kayla, who enjoys romance and luxury and has a somewhat strong personality.

Although she was older and became a royal advisor earlier, Miss Triss's personality was more like that of a clingy kitten. She was both docile and mischievous, and always had a charmingly teasing quality. She preferred to be close to others and enjoyed being loved.

Wayne opened the door, letting Triss, dressed in a light, purplish-red silk coat, into his room, before answering:

"It's nothing, Triss. After taking a bath, I felt that my spellcasting ability was stronger than before, and even the power of the Witcher Sign I cast had improved significantly, so I went to the wilderness to test it out."

Triss's gaze had been fixed on Wayne's strong body, her face slightly flushed as she pondered what was about to happen that night, feeling a bit hot all over.

However, after hearing Wayne's words, the sorceress's professional instincts brought her back to her senses. She instinctively used her perception abilities to probe Wayne's body, and then exclaimed in surprise:

"My God, Wayne, I never knew you had such a high affinity for chaotic magic, such a talent for magic!"

"I never realized it before. My God, when it comes to talent, most students in the magic academy can't compare to you."

Before undergoing professional testing, even Triss couldn't tell that Wayne had become a Source Mage. She only instinctively sensed that the man in front of her possessed a large amount of Chaos Magic, a reserve far exceeding that of an ordinary Witcher.

Thinking of her disgraceful performance in front of Wayne that afternoon, and her sensitive nature to magic, Triss's face flushed slightly again.

Although Wayne was not an expert in the sorcerers' specialization, the vast collection of books in Kaer Morhen gave him a better understanding of chaos magic than ordinary people, and he also understood the difference between sorcerers and ordinary people.

After considering for a few seconds, Wayne said in a tone of sudden realization:

"Perhaps I also possess the talent of a warlock, but because I became a demon hunter at a young age, the genetic mutation experiments changed my body, and it is only now that I am beginning to awaken my warlock abilities."

"Speaking of which, I'm already eighteen years old this year. As a half-elf, I'm probably naturally awakened a little later than humans."

"Ah! Eighteen years old."

Upon hearing this, Triss couldn't help but exclaim again. Because they hadn't known each other for long, and Wayne was a witcher whose true age was hard to guess, coupled with Wayne's mature and steady way of handling things, she had always thought that the witcher in front of her was at least thirty years old. She never expected that this time she was the one who was dating a younger man.

Thinking of her own entangled state in the bathtub, Triss even felt a little ashamed, but soon a greater sense of excitement surged up and lingered in her heart.

Her head was a little foggy, and her whole body was hot, but she still instinctively used her knowledge of magic to explain:

"Logically speaking, children with magical talent will experience physical deformities or even more terrifying changes due to the chaotic magic power that accumulates within them from a young age."

"When the chaotic magic power stored within the body reaches its limit, it will suddenly erupt under some kind of stimulus, often causing an irreversible tragedy."

"Without professional guidance, they generally have a very difficult life."

"Perhaps it was because of the Witcher's experiments that you received training in Witcher Signs from a young age. Although Witcher Signs are not true spells, they have effectively helped alleviate the chaotic magic stored in your body, preventing your body from becoming twisted due to the accumulation of chaotic magic."

While this explanation has some errors, it does conform to the rules known to sorcerers.

Hearing that Triss had already provided a self-consistent and coherent explanation for him, Wayne smiled slightly ingratiatingly and said:

"Perhaps that's how it is. By the way, Triss, since I have the talent to become a sorcerer, could you teach me some things about magic?"

"Of course, this isn't free. If possible, I'd like you to be my magic teacher. We can discuss the compensation; you should know my personality."

Faced with Wayne's earnest request, Triss smiled, looking at him with seductive eyes. Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, she chuckled softly, walked up to Wayne, poked his muscular physique with her finger, and said:

"I will carefully consider your request, Wayne."

"Hehe, but if you want to become my apprentice, you'll have to put in a lot more effort and convince me."

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After a night of hard work, Wayne's efforts were not in vain.

The sorceress agreed that once Wayne returned to Vizima, he could visit her study every day to look at her collection of magical books, and Triss would answer any magical questions he might have.

But this isn't free. At the very least, when Wayne stays at her house, he has to take care of dinner.

Wayne, of course, did not refuse this request to take his relationship with Triss to the next level.

Although it often takes decades to become a powerful sorcerer, he was confident in his talent as a source sorcerer. As a chosen one of the chaotic magic, a source sorcerer grows many times faster than an ordinary sorcerer.

Moreover, with the system's help, it's believed that it won't be long before he'll be able to stand at the top of the Witcher world through his own power.

However, Wayne was also very clear about one thing: he had better not let anyone know that he had become a Source Mage, and even more so, that he had awakened the talent of the Ancient Blood within him.

Both of these items are highly coveted treasures. Even if one is strong enough, it is easy to dodge a spear in the open but difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark. Once exposed to ambitious people, one will be drawn into all sorts of conspiracies and schemes.

The next day, Wayne accompanied Triss around Maripo, buying the red-haired beauty some jewelry and gifts she liked. The two enjoyed a wonderful holiday like a young couple just starting out in love.

That evening, the two attended a dinner party at the Duke of Maripo's house. The Duke of Maripo, who was nearly fifty years old and obese, praised Triss and Wayne for their efficiency in solving the difficult case in just one day and gave Triss the reward for the task.

To Wayne's surprise, Triss received very little compensation, only about a thousand orens, which was hardly commensurate with her status as a royal advisor to the sorceresses.

However, Triss later told him that the gold was just a nominal reward; the real prize was actually shares in the mine.

After learning of the stag's power, Duke Maripo gave up five percent of the mine's shares to Triss in exchange for any future security issues that arose in the mine being resolved by the sorceress as quickly as possible.

If Triss dies in the future, or if she is no longer able to protect the mine, these shares will be reclaimed.

Five percent of the mining shares may not seem like much, but as a fairly large mine around Maripo, these shares would yield more than two hundred orens in dividends each year. As long as she held them long enough, they would bring her a steady stream of income, which was already a very generous reward.

Triss was a kind and generous woman. She knew that her contribution to this mission could not compare with Wayne's, so she directly paid Wayne all 1,000 Oren coins as payment for the mission, while she herself held the mining shares that required her to assume certain obligations.

Wayne had no objection to this; on the contrary, he genuinely appreciated Triss's kindness, which was far superior to those unscrupulous bosses, and she truly shared the good fortune.

Compared to his earnings of a thousand orens in just a few days, the other witchers who could only get money from farmers and were often cheated out of their debts were simply miserable.

Of course, spending a thousand orens to eliminate a powerful stag-headed demon is not a bad deal. If ordinary soldiers were sent to deal with this monster, the cost would probably be many times higher.

(End of this chapter)