Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 179 The Prophecy of Silver-Eyed Aisna

The scenery in Duncanar is very beautiful.

Perhaps because oak trees symbolize nobility, holiness, and resilience in the magical world, and are a symbol of the harmonious power of nature, all kinds of oak trees of different sizes grow everywhere in this tree spirit capital.

The name Duncanar means "land of oak trees" in ancient languages.

When Wayne was blindfolded and led to the tree spirits' home, he was greeted by a breathtakingly beautiful landscape. Beautiful tree spirits of all ages, sizes, and personalities displayed their beauty before him without reservation. Because men were scarce, almost all the tree spirits cast curious glances at him.

Especially those little tree spirits who haven't seen the world yet, when Wayne's gaze meets their innocent and pure eyes, these cute little guys will immediately shrink back like fawns, shyly avoiding his gaze.

This strange feeling made Wayne feel as if he had entered the legendary land of women.

He even forgot to comment on the strange houses transformed from large vines by tree spirit magic, and he forgot to comment on the magical Brochron water that flowed everywhere.

Duncanar is currently located deep in a primeval forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees that block out the sun. Because of this, the light in the entire tree spirit home is not particularly bright.

However, the tree spirits are not without a solution to this situation. Although these special creatures do not use fire in the forest, they raise a peculiar type of large firefly. These giant fireflies, like tiny light bulbs, dance in every corner of Duncanar, illuminating the entire tree spirit homeland with the strange bioluminescence from their tails, creating a scene that seems to belong to another world.

Under the watchful eyes of several tree spirits, Wayne was quickly led to a rather large vine house. Looking at the house protected by several tree spirits as agile as cheetahs, Wayne guessed that this was the legendary residence of the tree spirit queen, Silver-Eyed Esna.

The crowd escorted him to the door. After a few dozen seconds, when the tree spirits beside Wayne bowed to the tall figure emerging from the wooden house, he knew that the main character had arrived.

This legendary tree spirit queen is very tall, standing at nearly 1.9 meters. She is not plump, but her legs are straight and long, and her skin is as white as jade, as if it is glowing.

She was probably the only tree spirit wearing clothes; thin white silk covered her chest and lower body, concealing her private parts. Her long silver hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face was dignified and beautiful, but her temperament was quite serious. Judging from her appearance alone, it was impossible to tell her exact age.

Upon seeing Wayne, the Treant Queen's face showed almost no change in expression. She merely glanced at him, her gaze lingering on his amber pupils and pointed ears for a second or two, before asking in a remarkably ethereal voice:

"Wayne, the Witcher, were you an elf before?"

"Yes, Ms. Aisna."

Wayne nodded, not emphasizing his half-elf identity. Most elves in this world are hybrids, and even half-elves, as long as their appearance matches the characteristics of elves, are all classified as elves.

Queen Aisna nodded, skipping pleasantries with Wayne and getting straight to the point.

"I heard you want to take on our demon-hunting commission. Perfect timing! There are several powerful monsters in the forest that have been lurking there for a long time. They often attack tree spirits they see without provocation. Over the years, many tree spirits have died at the hands of these monsters."

"However, due to their unique habits and physical structure, it is difficult for our bows and arrows to cause substantial damage to them."

"If you can help us get rid of these monsters, you will receive a generous reward."

"Although we tree spirits do not use gold coins and jewels, we have accumulated quite a lot of spoils from the corpses of our enemies over thousands of years."

As the Treant Queen finished speaking, Wayne heard a emotionless system notification.

Ding! The Master-level quest "Enemies in the Treant Forest" has been triggered. Accept it?

Master level?

Wayne was slightly surprised, but he quickly understood. Indeed, the strength of the tree spirits in the forest should not be underestimated. An enemy that could give them a headache was indeed worthy of being called a master.

That's not bad. Getting a master-level mission before participating in the marriage selection banquet is an unexpected bonus.

Wayne bowed slightly to the Treant Queen, indicating his willingness to accept the task, but also making his own request.

"I am willing to accept this commission, Ms. Aisna."

"However, for us witchers to deal with monsters, the most important thing is accurate intelligence and preparation before battle. We need to know as much detail as possible about these monsters."

"This is my first time in your forest, and I don't know much about it."

"Therefore, I hope you can send someone who is quite knowledgeable about all kinds of intelligence in the forest to work with me."

"I don't need her to participate in the battle; she just needs to give me the correct information at the right time."

Although the Tree Spirit Queen Aisna has not left this forest for a long time, this lady is a very famous scholar and powerful sorcerer in the entire magical world. She is known for her erudition and wisdom, and is also very knowledgeable about many things related to the Witcher.

Faced with Wayne's request, the woman was very understanding. After thinking for only a second or two, she gave orders to the tree spirits beside Wayne.

"Marika, Agnes, you two will assist the Witcher Wayne in completing this mission."

"During the period of carrying out the commission, you should stay with him and try your best to meet his requirements."

After saying that, the Treant Queen turned to Wayne and said:

"Wayne, the Witcher, there is no deadline for this commission. You can make thorough preparations before dealing with those monsters."

"During this period, you can temporarily reside in this forest without being attacked by tree spirits. If you are injured, Marika and Agnes will take you back to Duncanar, where the waters of Brochlon can effectively heal your injuries."

"If you can fulfill this request, then you will become our friend, and this forest will no longer resist your visit."

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After the two tree spirits led Wayne away from Duncanar, the tree spirit queen Aisna returned to her room.

However, instead of passing the time by reading as usual, she thoughtfully walked into a house filled with all sorts of strange and symbolic magical items.

In the very center of this mysterious room stands a huge stone basin filled with highly concentrated Brochron water, and above this magical water floats a giant magical crystal ball.

From the moment she met Wayne, the powerful magical senses of the Dryad Queen made her realize that this Witcher was extraordinary.

As one of the most skilled sorceresses in divination magic across the entire Northern Continent, she would come to this room, which was specifically used for divination, to seek answers to any questions she had.

Upon entering the room, the Tree Spirit Queen walked straight to the enormous magic crystal ball, chanting an obscure incantation in ancient language as she placed her hands on it.

As the Tree Queen's surging, tidal wave of magic flowed into the magic crystal ball, countless fleeting images began to flicker within it.

As time passed, the tree spirit queen's expression slowly changed, from doubt to shock, from shock to bewilderment, and from bewilderment to joy.

Only after the powerful sorceress released the magic crystal ball did she speak to herself with a complex and indescribable expression:

"The prophecy has changed; the future has changed!"

"I never expected that this Witcher Wayne would possess ancient blood and be the legendary chosen one."

"Although the fog of fate surrounding him cannot be seen clearly, there is no doubt that this man's choice will determine the future of the world."

"Elves, dryads, dwarves, halflings—the tragic fate of our non-human races seems to have been changed because of this man."

"Perhaps I should do something too."

After muttering to herself, the Tree Queen got up and walked to a misty pool behind the house, where magical Brochron water filled the water.

The prophecy spell just now, though seemingly simple, actually consumed a tremendous amount of mana that ordinary spellcasters could hardly imagine. Even the powerful Treant Queen expended a great deal of mana.

Arriving at the magical pool, the Tree Queen removed her clothes and slowly entered the water.

She was restoring her magical power through special methods while she pondered.

As the leader of the tree spirits, how will she face Wayne, the chosen one?

(End of this chapter)