Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 309 The Princess Forced to Be Pregnant

Perhaps due to some unexpected influence, the fallen sorcerer Quetto did not appear at dusk.

Wayne, Geralt, Yennefer the sorceress, and Aragorn and Alex had already arrived.

The group hid in a secluded spot in the village, secretly monitoring the situation inside and outside the village.

It wasn't until nightfall, when the bright moon was high in the sky, that a male sorcerer wearing a black cloak finally arrived, leading about a hundred monsters.

To Wayne's surprise, besides the short, agile Fallen monsters, several familiar figures also appeared alongside the Fallen Warlock.

Those rows of blue-skinned, fish-scaled, webbed-backed, and webbed-footed humanoid monsters are the water monsters that are quite common in the wizarding world.

That towering monster, with two bull horns and muscles bulging like hills, is the Bull-Horned Demon, a name that strikes fear into the hearts of many adventurers.

Not only these two native monsters, but also some cunning little creatures such as the little mist demons, swamp witches, and vengeful spirits that travel with the hellish monsters.

What catches the eye most are the rows of fully armed, armored, and weapon-equipped, silent, and chilling undead army.

Although it appears that Quetto only has a little over a hundred monsters under his command, given their numbers and strength, wiping out a small village that doesn't even have a militia would be a piece of cake.

Of course, this refers to the situation where Wayne did not participate in the battle.

Without Wayne and the others' involvement, by the next morning, there probably wouldn't even be any corpses left in the village. Even the villagers who were killed would have been turned into zombies, becoming part of the monsters. In the end, only a burnt-out ruin would remain as proof of all this.

Without further ado, the war didn't need a declaration. As the fallen warlock saw Geralt and his companions emerge from the shadows, a handsome man in an invisibility cloak had already silently crept up behind him.

With a flash of lightning, before the fallen warlock Quittor could react, the Statikk Blade broke through the barrier and instantly killed several monsters in front of Wayne.

With the Witcher's superhuman strength, the armed zombies protecting the Fallen Warlock were cleaved in two, armor and all, by the blade.

When Quietto sensed the anomaly behind him and was about to wave his staff and cast a spell to escape the danger, he was surprised to find that the chaotic magic gathered around him had been interfered with by some force and was no longer under his control, making it impossible for him to effectively cast any escape spells.

Quetto's expression changed, and he immediately realized the reason.

The magic-blocking gold worn by the opponent has interfered with magic power, creating a magic-suppressing barrier.

In the wizarding world, this damned metal has always been a nightmare for sorcerers. It is because of its existence that noble sorcerers are defeated by ordinary mortal soldiers, and that many exquisite spells lose their proper function.

Lord Wayne, who can no longer use chaos magic frequently, is wisely equipped with some anti-magic gold gear to deal with other spellcasters.

No sooner said than done, with Wayne's slash, the only obstacle between him and the fallen warlock was the gigantic horned demon between them.

This is a powerful monster that the fallen warlock specially recruited from the forest to protect himself.

Two races that were originally killing each other have formed an alliance under the influence of the power of hell. They are no longer hostile to each other because of racial differences, which makes people marvel at the wonder of the power of darkness.

However, even when faced with the horned demon that terrified many adventurers, Wayne's actions did not falter in the slightest.

The moment the powerful monster roared, the Startek Blade in his hand was stored in his spatial bracelet and replaced with the Excalibur, which was over a meter long.

Without any fancy moves or beating around the bush, Wayne's muscles bulged, and with a roar, the massive blade slashed down at the bull-horned demon's head.

Initially, this horned demon, which was nearly three meters tall and often slaughtered other weaker creatures, did not take the demon hunter in front of it seriously. However, when it noticed the golden greatsword, with Wayne's strength being ten times that of an ordinary person, it was filled with awe and power.

It only had time to use its skull, which was as hard as steel, to smash fiercely into the sword.

However, it still underestimated the sacred sword that had already slain thousands of evil monsters.

The expected clash of metal did not occur. In the terrified gaze of the powerful monster, the sword of Excalibur shone without pause, instantly severing the bull-horned demon's arms that were blocking its head. As the demon's blood gushed out, the sword shattered its skull, the blade piercing through its body and, in the blink of an eye, slicing off half of the bull-headed beast's brain.

After losing its brain, the bull demon's massive body fell backward as if its soul had been ripped out. Wayne's eyes showed little emotion. After the sword flashed, he stepped over the enemy's corpse and chased after Quetto.

In such a short time, the Fallen Warlock didn't even get far. After witnessing Wayne defeat his most powerful henchman, the Horned Demon, with just one sword strike, he gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

At this critical moment of life and death, he could no longer hide. A dark power filled with a strong evil aura rapidly expanded from his forehead, eyes, and even the demon tattoos on his face, enveloping his body beneath his cloak.

Under the influence of this power, his originally thin body rapidly expanded, and in less than ten seconds, it burst through his original cloak, his muscles became ferocious, his face ugly, and he transformed into a humanoid monster-like creature. The staff in his hand also became his weapon against his enemies.

Although the fallen warlock knew in his heart that he could not possibly be a match for the demon hunter opposite him, his corrupted sanity, as the possessor of dark power, did not allow him to make any weak decisions.

The instant he decided to fight, Kratos swung his sturdy staff and smashed it down toward Wayne's head.

All of this was in vain, of course. How could Lord Wayne, who could fight even the Bull Demon head-on, be affected by such methods?

The left hand, clad in a fine gold glove, delivered a merciless punch to the oncoming staff, shattering it to pieces and breaking the fallen warlock's hands in the process.

After letting out a scream, Wayne, who was already close in front of him, grabbed his throat and restrained him like a dead dog.

This was an extremely successful raid. The corrupted warlock, who was in command, was dealt with by Wayne, who was lying in wait, as soon as he appeared.

Without their commander, the monsters quickly crumbled under the combined assault of the sorceress Yennefer and three witchers.

Apart from the mindless zombies, other monsters like Fallen Ones and Water Ghosts, who still possessed animal instincts, quickly scattered and disappeared into the wilderness after losing most of their members.

Aside from two teenagers who were excitedly chasing after these small, scattered minions, no one else was interested in them.

Wayne dragged the limp, dead-dog-like Quetzal across the battlefield littered with blood and mangled corpses, tossing the blood-soaked wreck in front of Yennefer, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Yennefer, cast your spell!"

"Any means necessary to get the information we want; we don't care if this guy lives or dies."

Upon hearing this, Yennefer raised an eyebrow, gave Wayne a deep look, and nodded, saying:

"Then I'll use necromancy. Only this kind of dark magic can render the enemy powerless to resist and unable to lie."

Wayne nodded upon hearing this. Influenced by the dark forces, these warlocks not only had intellectual problems, but were also immune to a considerable number of mental spells. Necromancy, such a vicious spell, might just be enough for them.

There are no formalities like those of the Warlock Brotherhood here. As long as the goal can be achieved, any means are allowed, especially when it comes to dealing with enemies.

Quittor howled in agony for over ten minutes before answering their questions. Then, after Wayne beheaded him with a single sword strike, everyone's expression turned grim.

Princess Paveta was indeed kidnapped by these fallen sorcerers, but Quattor was only an accomplice, not the mastermind.

And their ultimate goal was indeed to study the ancient blood.

After a series of tortures, Wayne and his men received a shocking piece of news: Princess Pavita was pregnant and would be giving birth again soon.

This newborn will drain its mother's ancient blood, inheriting this powerful force and becoming a tool of the mastermind behind this.

The poor princess, after giving birth, would become a victim of this incident because her blood and nutrients would be drained.

Of course, now that the matter has been investigated, the worst-case scenario should not happen.

After a brief discussion, Wayne and the others decided to set off immediately to end this matter.

(End of this chapter)