Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 225 Return to Vizima and Henselt's Operations

Of course, as the giant race would play an important role in the future plan, Wayne would not leave them to fend for themselves, nor would he trust them enough to hand them over to the giant general Glass for his own management.

It is also necessary to involve a trustworthy and capable person.

Wayne had already made up his mind about who to choose: Belial, the Witcher from the Wolf Faction.

This old witcher has been staying at his home in Vizima for almost a year and a half, and it's time for him to get out and stretch his muscles. It's a good opportunity to have him join the Order and work with Vesemir to teach apprentices. We'll also have him serve as the village chief of the Giants Village.

This was a leisurely job that didn't require him to go out and take risks or interact with many people, which suited his needs perfectly.

Bellengar has been wandering in the north for decades. Although his combat strength is not very strong, his experience and knowledge surpass that of many human elders. He knows a little bit of all sorts of skills and is more than qualified to be a village chief.

As for the two tree beauties, he also planned to recall Kael'thas. Both Agnes and Marika possessed abilities similar to druids, and coincidentally, he also had a large bag of super genetically modified corn seeds from the cyberpunk world of 2077 in his backpack.

This thing has very low requirements for its living environment and an amazing yield, with three harvests a year. Although the taste is very ordinary to humans, it might be delicious for giants with their rough sense of taste.

Once the first year is over, a steady stream of food will be produced, and it may even serve other purposes.

Now that the two main quests have been set, there's not much left to explore in the Wizarding World, so he should focus his time on the main storyline.

Perhaps only epic treasure chests and experience rewards can quickly improve his strength and make him stronger.

The task of rebuilding the Witcher Order, even if it was his own idea, also aligned with Vesemir's expectations and would allow his Witcher brothers to live a better life, achieving multiple benefits in one fell swoop.

The task at hand is simply to increase the number of Witchers, recruit Witchers from other schools of thought, recruit Order sorcerers, rebuild the Witcher Academy, and recruit more apprentices.

Anyway, it's something like this. As long as things develop in this direction, the progress of the mission can be increased. It's not too difficult.

Wayne currently has no clue how to save the elves.

The main reason is that the Civil War has not yet broken out. Apart from the Kingdom of Cordwin, the conflict between humans and non-human races is not particularly sharp. In fact, many non-human races have lived in human cities for too long and are unwilling to leave their homes and live in the deep forests of Hundred Flowers Valley for a possible future.

While he himself was not exactly a good person, he was unwilling to deliberately provoke conflict between humans and non-human races, causing many innocent non-humans to die at the hands of humans without any preparation.

At this stage, the only way to complete the task is to cast a wide net and accumulate small amounts over time.

Upon entering the castle hall, Triss, having already toured the entire castle, was now sitting in a leather chair by the fireplace, reading a book with a slight smile on her lips, thoroughly engrossed in the reading.

Old man Vesemir is nowhere to be found; he's probably busy with his own things.

Upon seeing Wayne enter, the red-haired sorceress immediately flashed a sweet smile.

After Wayne sat down next to her, she rested her head on his shoulder and said cheerfully:

"Honey, I just went to your lab and saw that your equipment is quite old, it's from hundreds of years ago."

"The experimental equipment we warlocks use has been upgraded several times over. It's more precise and faster. If you need it, I can procure a batch for you through special channels. Is that alright?"

Wayne reached out and put his arm around Triss's slender waist, his somewhat rough hand slipping inside her clothes to gently caress her flat stomach, saying casually:

"You're a professional; you can handle these minor issues yourself."

"We witchers haven't had a warlock's help for centuries. Everything is difficult at the beginning. You should think carefully about how to take on this job. Apart from keeping it a secret, I have no other requirements for the time being."

Hearing the man's words of complete trust, Triss felt much less tired from preparing the large teleportation array these past few days, and her mood became much more cheerful.

Since Wayne confessed his secret to her and she voluntarily joined the Witcher Order, their relationship seemed to have progressed further. Unlike before, although they were indeed very close and always seemed to be in love, there was always a barrier between them, preventing her from seeing the Witcher clearly.

Now that she understands the man's abilities and ideals, many things have become clear, and Triss feels much more secure. She no longer makes wild guesses and feels uneasy like she used to.

Wayne casually took a delicious cream puff pastry from his spatial bracelet and placed it in Triss's hand. Watching the sorceress eat the cake in small bites, he said gently:

"Optimizing the Witcher's transformation experiment is a huge project. You need to read through many notes that we Witchers have saved. There's no rush."

"But darling, I have a problem I'd like you to solve for me first."

Triss swallowed the cream puff she was eating, a look of enjoyment on her face, and then asked:

"What's the problem?"

Seeing the sorceress's expression, like a little glutton, Wayne couldn't help but chuckle before saying:

"As you can see, the giant race is very large. Although our magic crown can control them, it is not a sure thing."

"I hope you can help me manufacture a batch of tracking devices that can be installed on every Titan so that we can know their location."

"That way, even if a few giants try to escape, we can find them based on their location and capture them."

Triss nodded upon hearing this, and after considering it for about ten seconds, she said:

"Other sorcerers have studied this device before. It's not difficult to manufacture, but mass production would still cost a considerable sum."

"If you want to make more than two hundred, it will cost at least ten thousand orens."

Wayne nodded. It was much cheaper than he had expected to be able to monitor a giant's movements for only forty or fifty orens.

He nodded to Triss, agreeing to the plan, and then said:

"Let's do it this way, honey, money is no object."

"I'll be back soon with some help to share your work, but for the next few days, I'll trouble you to keep an eye on these giants and make sure they don't cause any trouble."

"Also, take me back to Toussaint first. Some of my friends are still there. After I've taken care of these things, I'll go to Vigema first. Then, I'll have Kayla contact you."

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Soon, with Triss's teleportation portal, Wayne was instantly transported back to Beauclair.

His main purpose in returning this time was to take Siana, Letho, and the others back to the North.

These are talents he had finally managed to recruit; they can't be left here wasting time. He must make good use of them.

Toussaint, this fairytale kingdom, no longer holds much appeal for him, and he expects it to be several years before he returns.

He soon returned to his shop in Beauclair and announced the decision to Siana, Letso, and the others.

Sian looked somewhat reluctant, but quickly agreed.

Although she was reluctant to leave the home she had lived in for more than a decade, the young woman had come to understand her situation and her status, and at the same time, a different kind of ambition had arisen in her heart.

Youth and longevity are things that many human kings desire but cannot attain. She even began to fantasize about how interesting it would be if her younger sister and parents grew old and faded while she remained radiant and youthful, appearing before them in her teens or twenties.

Meanwhile, Letor and the others, tempted by Wayne's certain conditions, were already impatient and did not hesitate at all, even urging Wayne to set off as soon as possible.

As for Gaitan of the Cat School, Wayne ostensibly arranged for him to be the acting owner of the tobacco shop, but secretly he was tasked with guarding the base, gathering intelligence on the southern countries, and becoming a mole planted in Toussaint.

As a reward for employing him, he will be given free use of this already well-known shop and the mansion behind it.

He also receives a substantial monthly income from the tobacco shop, which is much more comfortable than the days he used to live, risking his life and living on the edge.

Gaitan was clearly quite satisfied with this arrangement, seemingly having forgotten that he had been coerced into coming and had succumbed to Lord Wayne's financial power, becoming a very obedient lackey.

The only pity is that he hasn't moved the experimental equipment in Professor Molu's underground ruins yet, mainly because he doesn't know enough about it. Now that the professor is dead, if he accidentally damages the already prepared experimental equipment and affects the secondary mutation experiment, it would be a huge loss.

Wayne planned to wait until Triss had thoroughly studied the information on witcher conversion left by Azul and made significant progress in this area before bringing her along to work on the laboratory. That would be the safest solution.

It's impossible for members of the cult to travel all the way to Taosente every time they undergo a secondary mutation.

After finishing their business in Toussaint, Wayne and his group were about to return north.

Of course, unlike what Letho and the others had imagined, which would take a month or even longer to travel, Wayne contacted the elven sorceress Francesca without hesitation.

They asked this powerful lady to open a long-distance portal for them, with their destination being Wayne's home in Vizima.

While it's true that using the world's most powerful elven sorceress as a tool is somewhat disrespectful.

But looking at it another way, isn't this also a sign of Wayne's trust in her? Being able to expose his network of relationships to her is also proof that their relationship is becoming closer.

This time, Francesca's attitude was excellent. She showed no annoyance at all for asking Wayne for such a small favor, maintaining a noble and elegant smile throughout. Her stunning beauty and noble demeanor left Letho and the other witchers, as well as the somewhat arrogant young woman, Sianana, completely mesmerized.

Not to brag, but even Wayne, who had been bombarded with all sorts of photoshopped beauties in the information age, was amazed by the beauty of the elven sorceress. It's normal for others to be stunned as well.

The portal was indeed very efficient; in just a few minutes, the group traveled from the Kingdom of Toussaint in the south to Vigema, the capital of the Kingdom of Temuria.

Apart from Wayne and Francesca, Letso and the others, along with Sian, were all visiting the country for the first time.

However, after Wayne finished showing Letor and the others his mansion and introducing Belial to them...

Francesca reached out and pulled Wayne aside. After the two entered the study, the elven sorceress told Wayne some news.

That is, the Kingdom of Cordwin, having suffered several setbacks in succession, is now preparing to take action.

"Dante's act of killing Count Resott in front of everyone at the banquet last time was truly heinous."

"Although other nobles also fell silent as a result, and dared not show off in matters of conflict with inhuman races."

"However, the Brotherhood of Sorcerers has also sent two sorcerers to Cordwin specifically to investigate the human mercenary Dante."

Francesca frowned slightly, looked into Wayne's eyes, and said:

"I've also received information that Henselt, that wild boar, is preparing to hold a public trial and execution of non-human prisoners near Banard in order to coordinate with the actions of these two sorcerers."

"But you and I both know that the vast majority of those prisoners were innocent; they were all innocent, merely bait used to lure Dante out."

Biting her lower lip slightly, the sorceress said with some frustration:

"How to handle this matter is up to you, Wayne."

"Whatever you choose, I will support you."

(End of this chapter)