Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 292 What exactly did I do?

Wayne had a dream, a rather vague but exceptionally pleasant dream.

In this dream, he had no moral burdens and no need to suppress his desires; he could do whatever he wanted.

Money, beautiful women, treasures, power.

Take what you want, go where you want, beat up anyone you don't like, and take possession of anything you like.

Although many memories were blurred and he couldn't remember what he had done, the unrestrained and exhilarating feeling made him feel extremely happy.

He even selectively forgot the near-death battle with Baal that he fought before falling into a coma.

He was originally supposed to have fainted near the location of the spatial rift outside Banad City. Before he lost consciousness, he used the power of the system to kill Baal's will that was trying to invade him by using antivirus software.

At that time, he was under the protection of Avalon, surrounded by twelve fallen warlocks corrupted by the power of hell.

No one knows what those sorcerers will do after he falls into a coma. He might be tied to an experimental table and dissected, or simply beheaded.

Wayne was somewhat resigned to his fate, regretting his carelessness in trying to plant a landmine in the Kingdom of Cordwin, which ended up blowing him up.

However, after an unknown amount of time, when he finally awoke from his coma, the scene that greeted him left him completely stunned.

First, there's the refreshing scent that surrounds you: flowers, birds, fish, insects, sweet lake water, lush green forest, and the twinkling stars overhead, all reflected in the surrounding lake water, making everything around you seem to be sparkling.

Three flawless, naked beauties, as pure as jade, surrounded him, some nestled in his arms, others holding his arms, all sleeping peacefully. They were none other than the three goddesses who had bestowed upon him all sorts of blessings.

Warm, soft, delicate—all sorts of pleasurable sensations emanated from the points of contact between him and the goddesses.

Perhaps only these legendary fantasy races can maintain the most perfect state of womanhood forever.

In his arms were the petite but very cute goddess of birds, the goddess of fields, and the goddess of forests, each holding one of his arms.

Wayne could sense four gentle yet profound energies flowing continuously within his body, not to heal him or cause him harm, but seemingly suppressing some kind of violent magic within him.

Yes, he could feel that his body was in a state of extreme chaos. The chaotic magic that he used to control so easily had gone out of control, and together with a dark, twisted, and extremely violent and powerful force, it was sealed in the location of his heart.

That was the divine power of the Destroyer Baal. Although Baal's will was erased by the system, his power did not seem to have been removed. It was still integrated into his soul along with those soul fragments.

He could sense that he had been unconscious for quite some time, and that the dark magic had caused considerable damage and erosion to his body, resulting in drastic changes.

However, no matter what, at least he is still conscious, still alive, and has not been usurped or altered by others, maintaining his original rationality, which is already one of the most ideal states.

Just as Wayne opened his eyes, somewhat dazed, he heard that familiar and holy voice in his ears—it was his goddess, Lilith.

"You're finally awake, Wayne."

Upon hearing this voice, Wayne instinctively sat up, pulled his arms out of the arms of the Forest Goddess and the Field Goddess, and then gently picked up the Bird Goddess, who had slid down from his chest to his lower abdomen, and placed her on the lake beside him.

The goddess of the lake, also completely naked and displaying her perfect figure, is holding the Holy Grail in both hands in a graceful and devout posture, facing the bright moon in the sky, as she reclaims this beautiful and magnificent artifact.

She looked at Wayne with a slightly sad and guilty gaze, then handed the Holy Grail to the Witcher, saying:

"Drink this holy water, my knight. It will heal your wounds and reduce those injuries."

Faced with the goddess of the lake whom he trusted most, Wayne naturally had no doubts and drank the holy water in the cup in one gulp.

The goddess accepted the Holy Grail and gently stroked the witcher's cheek.

"I'm so sorry, because of our commission, you almost lost your life and became a puppet of an evil god from another world."

"Although the combined power of myself and several other ladies has suppressed the evil magic within you, our power is limited. This is not a long-term solution and cannot truly resolve this hidden danger."

"You must find a way to solve this problem yourself. Perhaps you can ask your mysterious magician friend for help."

"Before we found you, she placed a magical seal within you to prevent this evil power from completely taking over your body."

"Compared to the primal power we possess, perhaps those sealed magic spells would be more effective."

Upon hearing this, Wayne was immediately confused. Although he vaguely guessed that the magician friend mentioned by the goddess of the lake might be the witch Lani who had returned to his side, he had no idea what had happened during his unconsciousness.

Moreover, for some reason, perhaps because of the magical seal mentioned by the goddess, he not only felt weak all over, but also all the chaotic magic power in his body was involuntarily and automatically jumped to his heart, all of which was used to suppress the power of the Demon King Baal.

He can't even muster the magic to cast a spell now; he feels completely drained.

Looking back at the other three goddesses, who hadn't been woken up even while the two were chatting, Wayne already guessed what had happened, but he still couldn't help asking:

"Goddess of the Wind, Goddess of the Fields, and Goddess of the Forest, what happened to them? Why haven't they awakened yet?"

Upon hearing Wayne bring up this issue, the goddess of the lake, whose expression had always been ethereal and holy, revealed a rare hint of anger.

She looked into Wayne's eyes and said in a tone that carried a hint of reproach:

"A month ago, we noticed that the powerful and dark otherworldly force had dissipated, so we went to the vicinity of the spatial rift and found you."

"However, at that time you were already unconscious, lying in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The entire rift was surrounded by piles of corpses of various monsters, which you killed in various ways in your frenzy and tore to pieces."

"And that rift leading to the other world seems to have been sealed by some kind of force, making it impossible to connect the two worlds anymore."

"Soon afterward, the thick fog from that other world, now without its master, slowly dissipated. The monsters lurking in the fog, no longer bound by the will of the evil god, also scattered throughout the Kingdom of Cordwin. Otherwise, if they had gathered together, they wouldn't have posed a significant threat."

"Then we met your friend, the powerful magician who possessed the puppet."

"She seemed to have seen us before. She didn't talk to us much, but simply pointed out your location and let us take you away."

At this point, the goddess of the lake paused for a moment, then continued:

"However, during this month, you still often went into a frenzy, like a beast in heat. Although you could no longer mobilize the dark power sealed in your body, you were always in a state of wanting to reproduce and always wanted to forcefully have relations with us."

"Therefore, we have to assign two women to assist you and comfort you, while the other half of the team will provide you with treatment."

"It wasn't until yesterday that we saw a more stable result."

"However, those three ladies fell into a deep sleep because they hadn't rested for a whole month."

As the goddess of the lake calmly recounted the events of the past month, Wayne felt a jumble of emotions, along with disbelief.

A month? Mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Even spatial rifts were sealed?

What exactly did I do while I was unconscious?

Wayne subconsciously checked the system and found that all four of his physical attributes had improved significantly. He didn't know if it was because of the power of the Demon King Baal or the nourishment of the power of the four goddesses.

But what struck him most was that the skill level of Divine Blessing had actually increased from level two to level five, a full three levels higher, allowing him to select a skill specialization.

He didn't have time to look at what powerful skills or feats he had acquired. Instead, he thought of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood the goddess of the lake had mentioned, of the countless monsters he had killed when he went berserk, and of the twelve sorcerers who had surrounded him before he fell unconscious, including Yennefer, Geralt's old flame.

He reached out and grasped the hand of the goddess of the lake that was caressing his face, asking with a hint of hope:

"Lilith, my goddess, when you found me, did you see the corpses of other humans, or rather, did you see Yennefer's corpse?"

"I promised my best friend I'd rescue this woman. I didn't kill her too, did I?"

(End of this chapter)