Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 147 An Unexpected Joy

"Long time no see, Wayne."

Cairnster looked much better than before; it seemed that living in the forest had been very beneficial for the druids, as his once somewhat gaunt face had become much rounder.

Upon seeing Wayne, the old man was delighted and warmly invited Wayne and Geralt to sit on some tree stumps. He then brought out a jug of what he claimed to be his own homemade oak wine to treat the two.

Although the only snacks to accompany the drinks were some fruits and wild vegetables.

But I must say, the oak berry wine tastes quite good. Besides the unique aroma and slightly bitter taste of oak, it also leaves a faint warmth that melts on the taste buds, bringing a sense of peace.

After drinking a glass of acorn liqueur, Wayne greeted him as usual:

"Long time no see, Elder Cairnster. How have you been this past year?"

In response to Wayne's greeting, the old man stroked his snow-white beard, then patted his tattered, filthy linen robe, stained with various leaves, mud, animal droppings, and other unidentified grime, and said with a contented expression:

"I'm doing very well. The natural atmosphere in Vizima Forest is quite rich, which is perfect for our druid life."

"Now, my Druid Circle has been established, and the sacred oak tree has taken root, sprouted, and grown strong."

"If I just quietly protect it, one day this sacred tree will be able to shelter this forest and make it a peaceful and tranquil home for nature."

Although the old man had a big smile on his face and seemed to have gained weight, Wayne thought that this druid elder was obviously living a very hard life.

The so-called Druid's Circle, the Sacred Oak, now consists of only one still lush and enormous oak tree. Under the shade of its leaves, some wild animals live there, and various flowers and plants bloom quite profusely. All living beings live in harmony and do not fight each other because of their food chain relationships.

However, the old man doesn't even have a wooden house now. He only has a bed made of straw and animal hides in a pit next to an oak tree.

Not far from the sleeper berth, there was a makeshift campfire that was used for cooking. Several iron pots made of scrap metal hung there, without even a spatula. There was only a charred piece of wood to use as a spoon, and it was unclear what was being cooked in the pots.

This is less a life close to nature and more a life like that of savages.

However, everyone has their own life, and it's best for others not to interfere. After chatting with Elder Cairnster for a while, Wayne brought up the topic of tomorrow's battle in the underwater half-fish city and tentatively asked the Druid Elder for his thoughts.

Unfortunately, after hearing Wayne's question, the old man shook his head and said:

"Sorry, Wayne."

"In your eyes, these half-fish people who worship evil gods are evil beings, but in our Druidic doctrine, everything is governed by the laws of nature, and balance exists between all things. We cannot interfere too much."

"Although I wish you victory in my heart, it would go against our way of survival if you wanted me to participate in this battle."

Well, Wayne had already heard some of the Druid doctrines, and he was only trying his luck when he invited Elder Cairnst to join the battle.

Since the other party disagreed, he didn't want to say anything more, but instead made a few other requests.

"Elder, I need to ask you to purchase some medicine that can treat injuries in an emergency. As you know, our witcher's medicine contains a lot of poison and cannot heal the injuries of ordinary people."

"Of course, it would be even better if you could also teach me how to make this healing potion."

Cairnster was quite generous with Wayne's request, immediately giving him over a dozen bottles of healing potions he had made. However, he shook his head regretfully regarding the recipe, saying:

"The recipes for these potions are quite simple, but to make them, you must use druidic magic, so even if I tell you the recipes, you won't be able to make them."

It was another rather regrettable thing. Although Wayne was somewhat disappointed, he quickly made a third request.

After listening, Elder Kane paused for a moment, then asked in return:

"You mean, you want a drug that enhances a woman's stamina during intercourse?"

Wayne nodded awkwardly.

The main reason was Triss's sensitive constitution; every time he hadn't had his fill, the sorceress would fall asleep, which was quite frustrating.

He suddenly remembered that Triss was also allergic to potions and couldn't even drink potions containing magic, otherwise she would vomit. So he added:

"Yes, Elder, it's best to use pure medicinal properties to enhance the user's physical strength, without any magical properties."

The druid elder was also somewhat troubled by Wayne's request. He scratched his beehive-like hair, closed his eyes, and thought for a long time before suddenly clapping his hands and saying:

"I seem to remember reading about such a medicine in an ancient book, which uses the power of nature to slowly infuse the effects of the medicine into the bodies of both men and women."

"Long-term use can not only make both partners last longer in this situation, but also increase their chances of conceiving and giving birth to a strong child."

Upon hearing this answer, Wayne was taken aback for a moment, then asked with some surprise:

"Elder, is this potion effective only for humans, or is it effective for non-human races as well?"

"Is the effect very noticeable?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"It should be very effective and applicable to all races, because it is a precious notebook left by my teacher, the result of his many years of meticulous research."

"Unfortunately, before he could publish it, my teacher passed away in an accident."

Cairnster shook his head, looking rather regretful, but Wayne opposite him was overjoyed, almost forgetting his previous two requests.

Increasing the birth rate might not only be a benefit to humans and some other races, but it could also be a disaster. However, as a half-elf, he knew very well that if this potion was truly effective, it would be nothing less than a divine artifact, a treasure that could change the fate of the elven race.

Furthermore, another question came to mind: Druids are skilled in the ways of nature, alchemy, medicine making, animal husbandry, planting, and research in various life sciences; they are practically high-tech agricultural talents.

If he could recruit a group of druids to work for him, they would not only be a considerable fighting force, but also capable of handling a wide range of tasks, making it a sure-fire way to make money.

So he began to speak:

"Elder Cairnster, please take good care of the potion that increases fertility; it is very important to me."

"I see that you've established the Druid Circle, and you're all alone. You must be overwhelmed with many things."

"If you need, I can help you recruit some apprentices, so that your druidry path can flourish here, and you can have more helpers to better develop your druidry circle."

The druid elder was quite kind-hearted. Seeing Wayne's serious entrustment of him, he immediately said he would bring back his teacher's research data as soon as possible and give him the formula for the fertility-enhancing potion.

Cairnster was also very interested in recruiting druid apprentices. He had been imprisoned by the Wild Dogs for three years, and the establishment of the Druid Circle had been delayed for three years. Now that he had finally settled down, he naturally wanted to pass on his natural way.

If he had more apprentices to help him, he might be able to build a powerful druid organization from this Druid Circle, which is the dream of all druids.

That afternoon, Wayne chatted a lot with the druid elder, not only asking him for the complete version of the Beast Taming Technique, but also gaining a lot of supplementary knowledge on herbalism and alchemy from him.

Of course, Wayne was not a man who only took without giving. He promised to help Cairnster expand his Druid Circle. Although he also had the idea of ​​using this elder to cultivate his own druids, it was a win-win decision and he quickly gained Cairnster's approval.

The morning after Wayne returned to Vizima with a large number of potions he had smuggled from the druid elders.

Formal underwater urban warfare has already begun.

(End of this chapter)