Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 200 Long-Term Commission and Underwater Magic Node

After receiving Francesca's reminder, Wayne abandoned his original plan to shout and, using the cover of the thin mist around his body, disguised himself as a puppet knight in a subservient manner.

This beautiful sorceress was indeed very capable; even with her appearance concealed by a cloak, she could still soothe the anguish of all the non-human survivors present with her melodious Elvish language.

Within minutes, the dwarves and elves who had been struggling with fear were quickly roused by the sorceress's encouragement and followed Francesca along a road leading to the forest outside the town.

Wayne stood silently amidst the severed limbs until all the survivors of the non-human races had left the town center before he took a step and followed them.

Half an hour later, all the survivors of the non-human races, led by Francesca, disappeared into the forest.

Wayne guessed that they had all been teleported to other safe places by the sorceress's portal. As for the remaining property and real estate, it was probably a minor issue for the wealthy elven sorceress.

Only when the forest was completely silent did Francesca reappear before Wayne, now dressed in her beautiful, elegant purple-black dress.

She first gave Wayne a graceful and ladylike bow, then said in a sincere tone:

"Thank you, Wayne. You've done me a great favor. I'll remember this kindness, and please let me know immediately if you ever need my help."

Wayne waved his hand and then said:

"Don't say that, Ms. Francesca. I think anyone with a sense of justice would do the same when they see such evil deeds."

"Besides, I am also an elf, and doing this will make me feel better."

Upon hearing Wayne's reply, Francesca looked at him with gentle eyes, then suddenly noticed the blood and filth covering his body. She frowned slightly and said softly:

"No matter what, Wayne, I will keep this in my heart. Getting to know a brave member of our race like you is one of the happiest things that has happened to me recently."

"You're very dirty right now. Let me use magic to clean you up, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne looked at the filth and fragments of internal organs on his body and couldn't help but frown. He hadn't noticed it while he was caught up in the excitement of the killing, but now, after the sorceress's reminder, the witcher's keen sense of smell was immediately overwhelmed by the pungent stench.

He nodded to Francesca, and the sorceress simply moved her fingers, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air, enveloping his body as if someone were vigorously wiping him. The filth and bits of flesh mixed in the gaps of his armor were quickly carried away by the water.

Only after Wayne's armor was completely restored and all the blood and bits of flesh had been cleaned away did Francesca take a few steps closer to him. Standing beside him, she carefully examined all of Wayne's equipment, then couldn't help but cover her mouth, laughing in surprise, and said:

"Your strength has greatly surprised me, Wayne, especially the magical equipment you are wearing. Each piece radiates a strong magical aura, and I have never heard of such equipment before."

"I remember when I met you last year, you were still quite green. It seems that you have experienced a lot in the past year."

Wayne looked directly into Francesca's captivating eyes and stunning face, and said casually:

"We have indeed experienced many adventures and acquired a lot of loot, but that's the life of a Witcher. We are always on our way to the next battlefield, and we never know which battle we will die in."

"Danger and battle always force us to grow quickly, because the losers are often already in the grave."

"Alright, beautiful lady, it's getting late. If there's nothing else, please allow me to take my leave."

"Um, wait a minute."

Seeing Wayne about to leave, Francesca immediately stopped him. Facing the young witcher's questioning gaze, the sorceress gave a slightly apologetic smile and asked:

"Wayne, did Lady Toluviel mention to you that I wanted to invite you to carry out a commission?"

Wayne paused for a second upon hearing this, then suddenly remembered that Toluviel had indeed said those words. However, he had planned to deal with the matter after the new year, and when he met the sorceress, he was so surprised that he forgot about it.

He paused for a second or two, then looked at Francesca and said:

"You should know our principles, ma'am. There are some missions we don't accept, but you can tell me what kind of mission it is first, and then I'll answer you."

The sorceress bit her lower lip, revealing a pitiful expression, and said:

"I have received word that King Henset of Cordwin is preparing a large-scale expulsion of inhuman races from their capital, Banad, and other cities."

"However, many people know that what that wild boar wanted to do was definitely more than just drive them away. He was an extreme racist, perhaps to seize the wealth of those non-human races, or perhaps simply to satisfy his perverted bloodlust."

"Although the Brotherhood of Warlocks has pressured Henselt several times, issuing clear warnings that he is not allowed to carry out mass killings."

"But this guy is a shameless bastard, and nobody knows what he'll end up doing."

Upon hearing this, Wayne couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the sorceress wanted him to go and fight King Cordwin. Although he didn't mind doing so, or even killing the foolish king, his identity as a witcher did not allow him to openly confront a king.

So Wayne asked in a somewhat low voice:

"So, ma'am, what kind of task would you like to assign me?"

Seemingly sensing the warning in Wayne's tone, a hint of sadness flashed in Francesca's clear eyes. She reached out and grasped Wayne's right hand, which wasn't wearing an iron gauntlet, and softly said:

"I want to give you a long-term commitment, Wayne."

"Just like today, as long as you can save any elf from the slaughter of humans, bring them to a safe place, and then let me know."

"You will receive a reward of ten crowns. Of course, if you encounter any difficulties, you can discuss them with me, and I will provide you with the information I know."

"Please help me, Wayne, I just want more of my people to survive."

As Francesca's voice faded, the system's voice also rang in Wayne's ears.

Ding! Special quest triggered: [Save the Spirit].

This is a long-term commission. You will receive one point for each elf you save, and you can end the commission at any time.

Every 10 points can be exchanged for a Common Chest and 3 experience points; every 100 points can be exchanged for an Expert Chest and 30 experience points; every 1,000 points can be exchanged for a Master Chest and 300 experience points; and every 10,000 points can be exchanged for an Epic Chest and 3,000 experience points.

These points can be redeemed at any time until the host finishes the mission.

After hearing the mission description, Wayne accepted the mission without hesitation. For him, the reward was too generous, almost like a gift from heaven. He figured he might as well do it.

Think about it, there are probably tens of thousands of elves in all the northern kingdoms now, maybe barely enough to reach 100,000. If he could exchange all of them for points, it would be equivalent to completing ten epic quests and getting 30,000 experience points, enough for him to obtain a bunch of artifacts and level up more than ten times.

Unfortunately, the system's task wasn't to kill those villains who slaughtered inhuman races, but rather to rescue people, which was more troublesome. Otherwise, he might have transformed into a demon and killed tens or even hundreds of thousands of people.

To his surprise, this beautiful elven sorceress was incredibly generous. Even if she rescued 10,000 elves, let alone 100,000, she would still have to pay him 100,000 crowns. That was no small sum; even some kings of small countries didn't have that much money.

However, it is also possible that Francesca did not understand his abilities, or did not have enough expectations, thinking that he could only save a few hundred people at most.

It seems I need to teach this little elf a lesson, let her know how powerful Lord Wayne is, and make her pay for her debts with her body.

After accepting the mission, Wayne pretended to ponder for about ten seconds, then nodded with a reluctant expression and said to Francesca:

"Ms. Francesca, I can accept this commission, but I will do it secretly and will not reveal my current identity. I also do not want any bad news to leak out of you."

"Otherwise, we could no longer be friends, and might even become enemies."

Despite the threat in Wayne's tone, Francesca wasn't bothered at all. Instead, she smiled sweetly, revealing a beautiful smile, and said:

"Great, Wayne, thank you for your help. Keep the communicator you have for now. I'll make a magical device that can achieve communication over longer distances as soon as possible. Then we can communicate with each other and carry out this task more effectively."

"And don't worry, I can tell you care a lot about your identity as a Witcher. In the future, I will help you gather some information that will be helpful to Witchers. If you need any help from a sorcerer, you can also ask me for help."

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After completing the commission, Wayne received a reward of 35 experience points and an expert-level treasure chest.

But the real gains were not these. Not to mention that he and the elven sorceress Francesca had some secrets of their own, which deepened their mutual trust and led to a more in-depth cooperation.

The special mission that had been entrusted to him for so long was enough to excite Wayne.

Moreover, after leaving Kaermohan, he would try to find out whether he had to personally save people to earn points, or whether he could earn points by using other methods to save people.

If it's the latter, then the difficulty of this task will be greatly reduced, and it might even become a score-farming task for him, allowing him to quickly increase his level and strength.

With that in mind, after parting ways with Francesca, Wayne did not forget the purpose of his trip. Instead, he continued to pilot the magic carpet, flying towards the location of the magic node on the coordinates.

Fortunately, there were no unexpected events on the way. After flying for about two hours, Wayne arrived at a valley about 20 kilometers away from the city of Banard, following the map's directions.

When he arrived at the actual location, he discovered that the magic node was actually located in a pool of water under a waterfall.

Without this map, it would be very difficult for anyone to find this place, just like the spatial rift located in the bear cave back then.

I wonder who discovered these magical nodes and cracks hidden in the nooks and crannies.

After spotting his target, Wayne didn't delay any longer. He went straight to the bank below the waterfall, took off his clothes, and put his armor and other items into the spatial bracelet on his hand.

With the Hekna amulet, he is able to dive for extended periods, and his swimming speed is also enhanced.

In just a few minutes, they dived to the bottom of the pool beneath the waterfall and found the magic node located at the bottom of the pool.

To his surprise, perhaps because of the abundant chaotic magic near the magic node, a group of water ghosts actually lived at the bottom of the pool. When they discovered Wayne, their delicious prey, they swarmed around him like students at a school lunchtime.

Fortunately, Wayne's strength is now vastly different from before, and even in the water, his Axii sign is not restricted.

With his current abilities, controlling three or four water ghosts at the same time is no problem. In addition, he can take out a crossbow from his spatial bracelet at any time, and he quickly solved the problem of this group of underwater troubles.

When he dealt with the swarm of water ghosts and successfully approached the magic node that was faintly shimmering with blue light, the system's voice entered his ears as he had hoped.

Ding! You have reached a magic node. Absorb power?

Upon hearing this voice, Wayne hesitated for only a second or two before choosing to agree.

As his choice was made, with the help of the system's power, the enormous magical power of this magical node was absorbed into Wayne's body at a speed that even the spellcaster could hardly imagine, as if it were being sucked into a black hole. To be precise, it was absorbed into some unknown thing within his body.

In less than two minutes, the magic node that had been faintly glowing cracked open with a visible fissure. All the magic that had been maintaining the node was drained, and wisps of energy from another world slowly seeped in through the crack between the two worlds.

Perhaps because he had unlocked the Magic Conversion skill, which allows him to absorb energy from other worlds, Wayne had become more sensitive and clearer about the energy of other worlds.

He could actually sense the power emanating from the other side of the world through this crack, and it even had a faint sense of familiarity.

Ding! Magic node absorbed, gaining 3 ability points. Current remaining ability points: 4.

Ignoring the system's notifications, Wayne calmed his mind, dismissed all extraneous senses, and devoted all his energy to sensing the magic power emanating from the crack opposite him.

Yes, the aura of evil was more intense than that of light, carrying with it the scents of death, sulfur, curses, and corruption.

It seems the other side is not a peaceful world; the forces of evil have overwhelmed justice, and the other world is in the midst of disaster.

A few minutes later, Wayne opened his eyes and thoughtfully took out a bottle of mana potion from his spatial bracelet. This was a potion from Diablo that he had taken from a regular treasure chest, and he had four bottles left.

He closed his eyes, poured the magic potion into his mouth, and then savored it carefully.

It carried an aura of death, sulfur, corruption, and curse, extremely similar to the aura emanating from this spatial rift.

This gave Wayne a 80-90% certainty that the world on the other side of this rift should be the world of Diablo. He just didn't know how far the plot had progressed in that world, or what place this spatial rift connected to.

But this time, he didn't dare to go directly into that apocalyptic world like he did when he entered Middle-earth and Azeroth.

Moreover, after considering it for a while, he decided not to use his still immature spatial rift sealing ritual to seal the rift.

In any case, this crack is very small, practically negligible. Even if the demons on the other side discover this crack, it would take them several years to tear it apart enough for them to enter.

Moreover, according to Wayne's understanding, things like demon gods seem very powerful, but their limitations are also extremely strict. In their native plane of birth, they may be boundless in magical power and do whatever they want.

However, if one wants to enter other worlds or other planes, one will be subject to the powerful suppression of the plane itself, and will also lose the support of the native plane and lose most of its power.

This is also one of the main reasons why many demon gods were destroyed by warriors after leaving their own plane.

(The next chapter will be posted tonight, so you won't have to wait too long, thank you!)

(End of this chapter)