Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 209 Cat School Assassins (Thanks to Rain Mirror for the generous donation)

After hearing some news about the Viper School, Wayne also discussed the current situation of the Wolf School with Letor and the others.

When they learned that the former Wolf School academy, Kaermerhen, had also suffered attacks from mobs and sorcerers, and was now depleted of talent, with fewer than ten Wolf School witchers remaining, they exchanged speechless glances, a sense of shared misfortune welling up in their hearts.

Not only that, Wayne also told Letor about the Griffin School. When these three Viper School Witchers heard that the once most renowned Griffin School had been defeated by the warlocks and that only two or three Witchers remained, they couldn't help but clench their fists, their expressions gloomy, as if they were thinking about something.

Afterwards, while drinking, everyone talked about their grievances and the strange people and events they had encountered in their adventurous lives, and they had a very pleasant conversation.

After downing more than a dozen bottles of good wine, everyone's faces were flushed and their blood was rushing to their heads. What they said was all from the bottom of their hearts, and they were very happy.

Aside from generous people like Wayne, there are few opportunities for them to drink so much good wine at once.

After a few rounds of drinks, it was time to get down to business. Letor, holding a bottle of liquor, looked at Wayne with his amber, vertical pupils and asked with a hint of drunkenness:

"Wayne, tell us about your request. You said this is a request from you; is there anything you need our help with?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne put down his glass, looked at the Viper School members, thought for a moment, and then said:

"I was originally planning to invite you to act as bodyguards for one of my special teams, but yesterday I found some special intelligence—the locations of the blueprints for the master-level armor sets from various schools of Witcher—so I've changed my mind."

"Let's complete a few commissions in Toussaint first, and then we can talk about the next ones."

"Master-level set blueprints?"

Letso was taken aback by his words, then asked somewhat excitedly:

"Do you have blueprints for Grandmaster-level equipment from the Viper School?"

The blueprints for the Viper School's master-level equipment have been lost during the siege by the usurper's soldiers. If the blueprints can be recovered, it will be a very meaningful thing for Letso, who has a strong sense of responsibility, so it's no wonder he is a little excited.

Wayne smiled and nodded, saying:

"Apart from the Cat School, the other schools have all reported on the blueprints."

"You should have heard of the Elven Armor Master Tynsel. He is a famous armor-making master in your south. These equipment blueprints were lost by our former demon hunter predecessors when they came to this master to make equipment."

Letso nodded, somewhat enlightened, then made a serious request:

"Wayne, if any of these targets contain master-level equipment blueprints from the Viper School, I would like to have a copy made so I can bring one back to our school. It is the responsibility of us Viper School demon hunters."

Wayne agreed to the request without hesitation, smiling and nodding in agreement. In fact, while he was talking to Tynssel, he had already obtained a master-level quest from the master, which was to find the blueprints for the grandmaster-level equipment of the five schools. Now, he was going to entrust this quest to Leto and his two companions. The cost would definitely be less than the system's reward, and he would get experience and treasure chests for free. It was practically taking advantage of the system.

In the future, if these skilled demon hunters join his ranks, when he encounters other high-level commissions that require a lot of time to complete, he can also use this method to hand them over to others to complete, and he can collect the rewards for free, continuing to exploit the system.

He immediately told Leto and the others the location of the Viper School's equipment blueprints without reservation, and entrusted them to bring back the spoils from there.

Wayne still trusted Leto and the others completely.

In the original story, Geralt and Letho met by chance, and Geralt saved Letho's life from a dragon lizard.

Geralt was then taken away by the Wild Hunt, and Letho and his companions protected Yennefer for nearly a year. In the end, the Nilfgaardian Emperor captured Yennefer and forced Letho and the others to assassinate the King of the North.

Faced with such a dangerous mission, Letho and his companions did not refuse. They risked their lives to infiltrate the north and assassinate the king of Aden. Unexpectedly, in the process of assassinating Foltest, they were killed by Geralt, who had lost his memory.

It can truly be said that he was extremely loyal and devoted, yet incredibly unlucky.

During the final part of the meal and conversation, Letor revealed a very interesting piece of news to Wayne.

Because the Viper School, like the Cat School, sometimes took on assassination missions when they lived in the South, they had connections and influence with the local Thieves Guild and Assassins Guild, and were considered top-tier assassins. This was one of the main reasons why the usurper wanted to recruit the Viper School witchers into his service.

When Letso came to Toussaint to hunt down the pterodactyls, he inadvertently learned from the Assassin's Guild in the south that someone wanted to assassinate Artorios Vigo, the court illusionist master of Beauclair, who was also the uncle of the sorceress Fringilla Vigo.

Furthermore, Letor learned through special channels that a Witcher from the Cat School had already accepted the mission and was likely already in Toussaint, ready to act at any moment.

This news surprised and puzzled Wayne. What was going on? Was he just like the protagonist in the story? Wherever he went, things seemed to get more complicated.

It's such a coincidence that I ran into people from the Viper School and the Cat School on my first visit to Toussaint!

However, Wayne also became interested in the cat school.

There's a long-standing theory in the Witcher world that the reason Witchers are so ostracized by both rulers and ordinary people is partly due to the accidental loss of children, and partly due to the Cat School's assassins.

It was precisely because of these highly skilled assassins who specialized in killing various powerful and influential figures that the ruling class developed a serious fear of the Witchers, believing that their existence posed a serious threat to the rulers.

That's why they started spreading all sorts of rumors that were detrimental to Witchers, ruining their reputation and even fueling the decline and demise of the profession.

This statement is not without merit. When the Witcher Order split, the mutation formula and equipment malfunctioned, and due to some unforeseen human factors, each Cat School Witcher developed an extremely volatile, capricious, irritable, and bloodthirsty personality.

In addition, most of them are engaged in assassination, specializing in killing, and they show no mercy to men, women, or children. Therefore, the witch hunters of this school are hated and feared by everyone.

However, like other schools of witchers, the Cat School of Witchers do not have their own fixed academy, but instead live in caravans similar to those of the Gypsies.

However, in a past year, their headquarters was also besieged by human armies, resulting in heavy casualties. Although the Cat School may have had the most survivors among all schools, it was essentially wiped out and it is difficult for them to rise again.

Wayne kept this information in mind. He hadn't decided whether to tell Fringilla or Francesca. On one hand, this matter involved the Cat School Witchers, and on the other hand, it was just a piece of information Letor had received, and he couldn't confirm its veracity.

However, now that he knew this news, he couldn't let it go to waste. He planned to find time to meet this possible cat-faction witcher, hoping to gain something from him.

After a hearty meal and drinks, Wayne kept his promise and, true to his spirit of indulging in all the pleasures of life, took the three Viper School witchers to one of Beauclair's most upscale brothels. He ordered three young and beautiful girls for Letho and his companions, and four for himself, and the group indulged themselves to the fullest.

As the saying goes, the four iron bonds in life are: fighting together, studying together, going to jail together, and visiting prostitutes together.

Although this is just a joke, it is still very useful for bringing people closer together.

The next afternoon, when everyone gathered again to talk, they had indeed become much closer to each other, as if they had become good friends.

Wayne was generous, distributing several bottles of his nearly thousand mid-level healing and mana potions to each of them. He also prepaid them two hundred crowns as a reward for their mission, ensuring that Letor and his companions were fully prepared for battle before embarking on their quest to find the blueprints for Grandmaster-level equipment.

After Letor and the others left, Wayne returned to the Red Moon Inn and rested briefly in his rented room for the afternoon.

As dusk fell, he changed into lighter clothing, donned an invisibility cloak, and headed toward the location of Beauclair Palace.

To capture the Witcher from the Cat School, he must first locate the residence of the court mage Artorios and gather intelligence beforehand.

Based on current deductions, this cat-like witcher might also be scouting the target. If he's lucky, the kitten might fall directly into his hands.

Toussaint did not have its own organized army, but relied on several regiments of wandering knights to maintain border and road security, while the Duke's Guard was responsible for the security of the capital Beauclair and the palace.

Although nominally a vassal state of Nilfgaard, Toussaint enjoys a high degree of autonomy, and the empire generally does not interfere in or participate in their internal affairs, or violate their borders.

When Wayne arrived at Beauclair Palace, wearing an invisibility cloak, he found the defenses to be quite lax. Perhaps due to the long period of peace, the guards, though dressed smartly with gleaming armor and carrying excellent weapons and equipment, lacked the spirit forged in blood and fire. They seemed like pampered soldiers ready to crumble at the slightest touch.

Wayne bypassed all the guards and entered the palace with minimal effort.

It must be said that the palace in Beaucland is more beautiful than the city of Beaucland. The overall structure is both luxurious and artistic, with various artworks and sculptures everywhere. The ladies and servants who come and go are also dressed very elegantly, just like a palace in a fairy tale.

In his previous life, Wayne was a country bumpkin who had never traveled to foreign lands. He was quite pleased with the scenery he saw, so he remained invisible and wandered around the palace, scouting as he went. Soon he arrived at a beautiful back garden filled with various flowers.

In the very center of this garden, a beautiful girl dressed in a black dress, with long black hair, a curvaceous figure, and a deep, unfathomable cleavage revealing her snow-white skin, sat by the fountain with a sorrowful expression, holding a flower she had picked, seemingly lost in thought.

Upon seeing this scenery, Wayne suddenly felt that the surrounding flowers and green leaves had paled in comparison. With a wicked smile on his lips, he quietly walked to the girl's side and shamelessly admired the scenery that only he could see up close.

A few minutes later, Wayne, having had his fill of the view, sat down in a pavilion not far from the girl, enjoying the evening breeze as he fell into deep thought.

While he was pondering how to find the court mage Artorios in this vast palace without alerting others,

Another girl with full blonde hair, an exaggerated figure, and wearing a gorgeous blue dress walked over from the other side of the garden.

When she saw the black-haired girl sitting by the fountain, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and she cried out:

"Syanna, I've heard a rumor that you're going to be banished."

(End of this chapter)