Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 212 Slave Girl Sianna

Soon, Gaitan changed into civilian clothes and followed Wayne back to Beauclair.

In an effort to win him over, Lord Wayne was generous, arranging a deluxe single suite for him at the Red Moon Inn, a high-class hotel, and giving him 100 crowns as an advance payment, telling him to rest in the city for two days and come back to him once the work was arranged.

Of course, one should always be wary of others. Wayne directly warned Gaitan not to even think about escaping, because he had been placed under a tracking spell that would allow him to be discovered no matter where he went.

If you escape and then get caught, you'll be in for a rough time.

However, Wayne discovered that although Gatan was a bit impatient and like a young lad, he was also very open-minded. After receiving the money Wayne gave him, he immediately beamed with joy, showing no sign of grievance, and was very satisfied with Wayne's arrangement.

That's good. As long as they're not the stubborn, headstrong type, it's fine as long as they can be tamed.

To be honest, as a Witcher, Wayne really didn't want to kill his own kind unless absolutely necessary. After all, there were probably less than fifty Witchers left in the whole world, and every one that died was one less.

The night passed, and the day came when Sian was banished.

Before the duke's daughter could be expelled, Leto and his two companions returned with the blueprints for the Serpent School's master-level equipment, along with some monster materials in bags.

Wayne was quite pleased with this and introduced Gaitan of the Cat School to Letso and others.

After getting to know each other, the group went out for a sumptuous meal. Then, Leto and the others said their goodbyes and left to search for the location of the next equipment blueprint.

Gaitan was quite surprised, not expecting that besides him, a forced cat-school witcher, there was also a group of viper-school witchers working for Wayne.

This shocked him, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his trust in Wayne increased somewhat.

At least the fact that witchers from other schools are willing to work for Wayne shows that this isn't a trap, and there's still a place worth staying.

It wasn't until the afternoon, when Wayne thought that Sienna's expulsion might be delayed because of the assassination attempt, that the location of the magical marker he had been keeping an eye on finally left Beauclair Palace and departed Beauclair City from a point on the city wall behind the palace.

Without a doubt, there must be a secret passage connecting to the palace, allowing people to leave silently.

Now that the target had started moving, Wayne didn't stay in the city any longer. He had a brief chat with Gaitan of the Cat School, telling him to stay in the city and not cause any trouble.

He walked out of the city gate and, in a secluded spot, boarded a magic flying carpet and flew quickly toward the location marked by Sienna.

The flying carpet was very fast, and about an hour later, Wayne caught up with Sian and the four knights escorting her.

Perhaps for the sake of secrecy, or perhaps because they had not yet left Toussaint's territory, all five members of the group were wearing dark cloaks. From a distance, one could only distinguish which were knights and which was Sianana by their physique.

After finding the team, Wayne was no longer in a hurry. He maintained a height that made them difficult to spot, sat on his magic carpet, and watched them from a distance.

Soon it was evening, and the five of them had already traveled quite a distance from Beauclair City, setting up their tents in a low-lying, sheltered spot in the wilderness.

The night breeze was cool, and Wayne was too lazy to stay in the sky to enjoy it. He put on his invisibility cloak, walked to the camp of the group, and sat on a slightly secluded rock, watching the escorting team as if he were watching a play.

Perhaps it was because Sian had a penchant for pranks since childhood that these noble knights, whose names Wayne had forgotten, were so enraged and held a grudge in their hearts.

One of the knights, who had a large beard, was very rude to Sianna during the escort.

Now that they had set up camp, the bearded knight began to berate Sian, accusing her of being a jinx and a demon, and pinning all the natural and man-made disasters that had occurred in Toussaint on her as crimes.

It was as if all the misfortunes in the world were due to the Black Sun Curse on the girl, and that it was because of her that the world was filled with war and turmoil.

However, having just been banished from the court, the duke's daughter, who had always treated these knights as the mistress, could not bear such humiliation and immediately began to loudly rebuke the bearded knight.

Unfortunately, these seemingly upright knights showed no mercy to Sian. The bearded knight who had been reprimanded immediately slapped Sian across the face, knocking her to the ground, and angrily shouted:

"Mind your place, Siana. You have been banished from the Kingdom of Toussaint. You are no longer the daughter of a duke, but merely a commoner. And now, you dare to openly despise a nobleman."

After saying that, he picked up the riding whip and lashed Sian twice more, causing the duke's daughter, who had never suffered any harm since childhood, to scream in pain, with several bloody welts appearing on her body.

The other three knights who accompanied him were either silent, or watched coldly, while others were eager to join in whipping Sylvanas.

Wayne did not intervene to stop this behavior, but simply sat quietly to the side and watched.

Even if he wanted to take in Sianina as a tool, he had to let her suffer a bit first and experience the wickedness of human nature. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to train a former duke's daughter who thought herself noble.

Moreover, if she doesn't develop hatred for these knights, the girl probably won't feel grateful when they save Sylvanas.

For the rest of the day, Wayne stayed by the escort team, watching as the knights' abuse of Sianna escalated. They would beat and verbally abuse her, or even whip her with their whips. The duchess's daughter wailed in pain and fought back fiercely, her hatred for the knights burning ever brighter.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The goddess of the lake once preached the Five Virtues of Chivalry in Toussaint, and these Five Virtues were the faith of all Toussaint knights. Even the Toussaint Knights' Gathering had become a grand celebration for all the people of Toussaint.

Unfortunately, human nature is ultimately complex, and there are too few people who can adhere to principles and hold firm to their beliefs. Among the thousands of wandering knights in Toussaint, there are probably very few who can be called true knights.

The faith in the goddess of the lake gradually died out in this decadent social environment.

Wayne followed them all the way, and by the afternoon of the next day, the group finally arrived at the border of Toussaint. The former duke's daughter, Sianna, was also tortured by these knights, her body covered in wounds, her eyes bloodshot, and her breath weakened considerably.

If it weren't for the girl's stubborn expression and eyes filled with hatred, Wayne would have thought that she had already succumbed to the knights' violence.

However, although these knights beat and scolded Sian, and even whipped her dozens of times, none of them dared to violate her body.

After all, she was still the Duke's daughter. As an exiled criminal, it was understandable to beat and scold her, but if she committed any evil deeds such as assault, it would be equivalent to handing over a handle to the other knights. If they were told what the Duke said, they would definitely be in deep trouble.

However, before parting, the two noble knights who had been insulted by Sian were clearly still unconvinced. The bearded knight grinned, picked up his whip, and wanted to give the former duke's daughter some more parting gifts.

A mocking voice suddenly reached their ears.

"Four knights are abusing a young girl; this is truly a rare sight!"

"And it happened in Toussaint, a place known for its strong chivalry. Interesting! Interesting!"

Upon hearing the sound, everyone instinctively looked in the direction from which it came.

A blond human boy, dressed in fine clothes, wearing a gemstone ring on his hand, a gemstone bracelet on his wrist, and a magnificent short sword hanging at his waist, stood about seven or eight meters away from them, looking at them as if he had appeared out of thin air.

If the boy hadn't made a sound, it seemed no one would have noticed him.

Faced with this bizarre situation, the bearded knight gripped his riding whip tightly, placed his other hand on the longsword at his waist, and shouted angrily:

"Who do you think you are, daring to mock the knights of Toussaint? Do you want to be thrown in jail?"

The other knights also gripped their weapons, watching Wayne warily.

After all, in this world where all sorts of demons and monsters exist, one must be vigilant when facing bizarre situations.

Especially in the wild, no one knows what kind of monster might suddenly appear, and even a large group of people may not be safe.

Faced with the bearded knight's question, the handsome young man took a step forward, slowly approaching the group. Looking at Sianna, who was clutching his clothes and meeting his gaze, he spoke gently:

"Young lady, you now have two choices before you."

"My first choice is to give you a chance for revenge. The lives of these four people will be in your hands. But in return, from this day forward, your life belongs to me."

"My second option is to pretend I didn't see anything and turn around and leave."

"These four people will continue to abuse you, then drive you away, and in the end you will be left alone in this desolate wilderness, devoured by wild beasts, and die silently."

Although Wayne's tone was calm, his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. Among the four knights, a dark-skinned, righteous-looking middle-aged knight, who appeared to be some kind of righteous warrior, suddenly rushed forward, raised his steel sword, and slashed at Wayne, shouting:

"You shameless scoundrel, how dare you play tricks on me! I'll chop off your head and see what other schemes you can pull."

He was tall and imposing, and wore fine knight's armor, clearly an elite knight who had experienced many battles.

Unfortunately, just as he charged toward Wayne with his steel sword, the sharp blade about to strike Wayne's neck, Wayne's left hand struck first, landing on the metal plate armor on his chest.

There was a loud bang!

A huge gust of air burst forth from Wayne's hand, and the tall, black-faced knight, with the Alder sign close to his body, was struck as if by a speeding train.

With both feet off the ground, his entire body flew backward seven or eight meters, rolling on the ground like a gourd, crushing flowers and grass. His armor sparked as it scraped against the stones. Finally, he crashed into a large stone block, losing consciousness, spitting blood, and groaning in pain.

Upon seeing this, the remaining three knights immediately cried out in alarm. The oldest-looking knight, with a somewhat sleazy appearance, shouted in fear:

"Wizard! You're a wizard!"

"We are all nobles of Toussaint, representing the Duke of Toussaint on a mission. Why are you interfering in our affairs?"

"If you kill us, you will become an enemy of the Kingdom of Toussaint, and a large army will surely come to capture you."

"I advise you to turn around and leave now, and let's pretend nothing happened."

However, despite his loud and forceful shouts, as if he were someone important, Wayne ignored them. Instead, he took a few more steps closer, stood in front of Sianna, looked at the girl with calm eyes, and waited for her answer.

Contrary to his expectations, he had thought that Sian would hesitate, argue, or throw a little tantrum as a duke's daughter.

Unexpectedly, after witnessing Wayne casually cripple a knight, Sienna simply bit her lower lip, looked into Wayne's eyes, and without much hesitation, immediately nodded in agreement:

"Yes, I can give my life to you and become your possession."

"If you can help me get revenge, I'm willing to sell my soul to you."

Wayne was taken aback by what he heard, then burst into laughter. He thought to himself that this Siana was quite interesting, unlike many women of this era. He didn't know whether to call her brave or reckless.

If she had encountered a real evil god today, one can imagine what kind of tragic ending this girl would have faced.

However, having gotten the answer he wanted, Wayne was quite satisfied. In this era lacking legal protection, as long as he had this promise, no matter where he went, Sianna's life would be his property, and Wayne could treat her however he wanted.

Even if he treats her as a servant or a pet, as long as Wayne's power is strong enough to overwhelm any resistance, he can stand on the moral high ground and act with perfect justification.

Of course, Wayne had to keep his promise to the girl. He nodded to Cianna, a slight smile on his lips, and said:

"The contract is made. Remember your promise, Sienna."

"From this moment on, I am your master. If you betray me, you will know that death is not the most terrifying thing."

After saying that, Wayne's body suddenly moved, like an angry lion, with a powerful aura, and with speed and strength that ordinary people could hardly resist, he charged towards the remaining three knights with his bare hands.

The bearded knight standing at the front of the three was immediately startled by Wayne's fierce movements, and instinctively swung the riding whip in his hand at Wayne.

Unfortunately, such speed was almost like slow motion in Wayne's eyes. He grabbed the flying whip and pulled hard, the force of which made the bearded knight stagger.

Before the bearded knight could even regain his footing, Wayne's iron boots slammed into the back of his knee, sending him sprawling to the ground. The heavy armor crashed to the floor with a loud thud.

However, after landing a successful blow, Wayne showed no sign of stopping. He aimed at the bearded knight's lower back, where the armor was weak, and stomped down hard.

With a snap, the sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out.

With a mournful wail, Wayne stomped on his spine, breaking half of his body. He lost all feeling in his lower body, became incontinent, and his crotch was soaked with urine. He could only flail his arms wildly on the ground, trying to escape the demon behind him. He was now a cripple.

After crippling one of them, Wayne didn't stop and instantly attacked the other two. The remaining two were completely powerless to defend themselves against Wayne's attack.

The older, sleazy knight, who was not strong and whose stamina was already weakened, passed out after being punched in the face several times by Wayne.

The last knight seemed quite brave; even in the face of such a predicament, he did not choose to give up. He gripped his steel sword tightly with both hands and continued to attack Wayne.

Unfortunately, in terms of both skill and physical ability, ordinary human knights are far inferior to top-tier witchers like Wayne. The more fiercely they resist, the more pain they suffer.

In several consecutive exchanges of attacks, the last knight was beaten by Wayne until all his bones were shattered, his limbs were broken, and he collapsed, coughing up blood.

Wayne showed no mercy to the remaining few, breaking all four of their limbs and leaving them writhing and groaning on the ground like twisted puppets.

After the battle, Wayne dragged all four knights before Syanna, stripped them of their armor and weapons, turning them into lambs to the slaughter.

Sianna kept her eyes glued to Wayne the whole time. Seeing that this handsome human boy had crippled several fully armed Toussaint Knights in just a few minutes with his bare hands, she was shocked, and her eyes also unconsciously gleamed with a strange light.

Amidst the agonizing screams of pain, Wayne walked up to her, holding a steel sword, and handed it to her.

Although he didn't say anything and just watched her quietly, the girl already understood what Wayne wanted her to do.

After a moment of struggle, Sienna took the heavy steel sword with both hands, walked up to the four knights who were either cursing or begging for mercy, and with trembling hands, plunged the blade into their throats.

One after another, until all four were killed, Xianna trembled as she threw away her steel sword, squatted down not far from the corpses, and couldn't help but vomit.

Wayne was quite satisfied with the girl's performance.

He glanced at the sky and realized it was almost evening. Too lazy to rush back to Beauclair, he simply took out a magic tent from his spatial bracelet, set up a campfire, scattered dragon dung around the tent, and then looked back at Sian.

The girl had stopped vomiting and was now staring blankly at the four corpses, seemingly lost in thought.

Wayne coughed lightly, and when Sianna turned to look at him, he gave a faint smile, waved, and said:

"Come here, Sianna."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still obediently walked to Wayne's side.

Wayne reached into his bracelet and took out a bottle of intermediate-level healing potion. He pinched Sianna's pointed chin and gently lifted it, making her tilt her head back to reveal her slender neck.

Then, holding the vial filled with red potion above Sienna's mouth, he said in a slightly domineering tone:

"Open your mouth, Sianna."

The girl swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly as she asked:

"What is this?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne tightened his grip on Sienna's chin slightly and asked with a half-smile:

"What should you call me, Siana? Don't forget your promise."

Sienna's eyes flickered, her face flushed slightly, but she quickly spoke:

"What is this, Master?"

Wayne didn't answer her, but instead pulled her closer to him. Their eyes met, and he looked down at her as he spoke:

"Open your mouth, don't ask so many questions!"

Faced with Wayne's direct gaze and remembering his previous display of strength, the girl couldn't withstand the pressure and obediently opened her mouth.

Wayne smiled slightly, then poured the bottle of intermediate healing potion into Sian's mouth as if it were fine wine.

After feeding her the potion, Wayne ignored Syanna's complicated expression, took the girl's hand, and pulled her into the magic tent.

Upon entering the magic tent, Sianna couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. This was not only because the wounds she had sustained from the whipping had been quickly healed after drinking the potion, but also because she hadn't expected such an ordinary-looking tent to be so spacious and luxurious inside.

The interior features many exquisite furnishings and opulent decorations, unlike anything seen even in Beauclair's palace.

Strangely, apart from the spacious living room and a master bedroom, the other guest rooms were used as storage rooms, filled with bags of tobacco, which puzzled Sienna quite a bit.

However, Wayne didn't give her much time to wonder. Instead, he looked at her long dress, which was torn after two days of bumpy travel and dozens of whippings, reached out and stroked her cheek, and said:

"Take off your clothes, Siana. You are a slave. You must learn how to serve your master."

Upon hearing this, Sianna's body trembled, and she involuntarily looked up to meet Wayne's gaze, her blue eyes flashing with a complex light.

However, the former duke's daughter soon thought of her parents who had abandoned her, her sister who was still in the palace, the knight she had just killed who had tormented her, and her contract with the human boy in front of her.

Tears welled in her eyes, and her fingers trembled slightly, but without much hesitation, she quickly removed her clothes under Wayne's gaze, revealing her smooth, fair skin.

Wayne was pleased with Syanna's obedience and reached out to touch the girl's lower abdomen.

He could clearly feel Sianna trembling, but Wayne did not stop his actions. His fingers slowly slid up her lower abdomen, along her smooth skin, until they reached the girl's delicate collarbone, and then along her collarbone, they reached her bright red lips.

Wayne reached out and wrapped his arm around Sianna's slender waist, pulling the girl with the devilish figure into his embrace, and kissed her red lips without any hesitation.

A few minutes later, after he had kissed her so much that she was almost suffocating, her body was burning hot, and she felt weak all over.

He then released the girl, pointed to the bathroom in the bedroom, and said:

"Tonight is long enough for us to get to know each other slowly."

(End of this chapter)