Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 69 The Fisherman King

The mission was triggered, and it was an expert-level one at that. Wayne instinctively wanted to accept it.

But then he froze. Lala was a follower of the goddess of the lake. Her brother had been captured by the merfolk, who were backed by the evil god Dagon, also known as the sea god Dagon.

Wayne was unsure whether this was just a simple kidnapping or involved a conflict between two gods.

Lala hesitated for a moment upon seeing the witcher before her. She blinked her big, ugly-cute eyes, reached out and grabbed Wayne's trouser leg, looked up at him with pleading eyes, and said:

"Can you help me rescue my brother, Wayne?"

"I don't know who to ask for help anymore."

Looking at the pitiful Lala, Wayne suddenly remembered that in the original story, Geralt was made Knight of the Lake and given the Lake Maiden's sword because he helped the Lake Maiden defeat the evil god Dagon.

Since even Geralt, who suffers from osteoporosis, was able to defeat this so-called evil god.

It seems that the evil god Dagon isn't particularly powerful, and the mission is set to expert difficulty, so there shouldn't be any extremely dangerous situations.

This could be a good opportunity to get closer to the goddess of the lake.

In the wizarding world, the Lady of the Lake is a mysterious creature called a nymph, a mysterious spirit born from nature. She often appears in the form of a beautiful young woman and, like the wish-granting druid, possesses magical powers.

Not only in lakes, but also in some mountains, forests, wilderness, and springs, these beautiful mythical creatures may be born. The goddess of the lake is the most powerful and the most famous among them.

It once even had a large number of noble knights who believed in the goddess of the lake. In order to promote the five virtues of knighthood taught by the goddess of the lake, they acted chivalrously and did many good deeds throughout the continent.

Whether for future benefits or for the sake of justice, helping the goddess of the lake is a good choice.

Thinking this through, Wayne mentally selected to accept the mission, then looked down at Lala and asked:

"No problem, Lala, I'll help you."

"But before that, you have to tell me everything you know, such as what your brother looks like, who kidnapped him, and where they took him."

"It would be even better if you knew why those half-fish were trying to capture your brother."

Lala breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Wayne was willing to help her. In the stories she had read, witchers were all very powerful masters, and no matter what kind of monster it was, the witchers always won in the end.

Hearing Wayne's question, Lala frowned, crossed her arms, and thought for a while before, as if she had thought of something, she grinned and said:

"By the way, a few days ago, my brother said he stole something good from the merfolk and left it at our house."

"When he went fishing in the lake today, he was suddenly surrounded by a group of half-fish people. They demanded that he hand over something, but my brother refused, and they kidnapped him."

"I'm small, so I hid in the water plants and that's how the fishermen didn't find me."

"Later, I heard those merfolk say that they were going to capture my brother and take him to Black Tern Island to offer him to their god."

"There are too many of them, I didn't know what to do, so I came to you."

After listening to the story, Wayne roughly understood what had happened, but soon became somewhat troubled again.

Black Tern Island is located in the central area of ​​Lake Vigema, a vibrant and untouched place inhabited by humans, home to many animals and monsters, making it quite mysterious.

However, to get there, one must travel by boat, and ordinary boatmen dare not sail there.

The Witcher isn't a half-fish, and it's impossible for him to swim that far to land on the island in the middle of the lake.

So, Wayne, on a whim, asked Lala:

"Lala, Black Tern Island is in the middle of the lake. I can't get there without a boat. Do you have any ideas?"

Lala frowned in distress upon hearing this, but after a dozen seconds, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said excitedly:

"I've got it, Wayne."

"The Fisherman King lives in the swamp village. He is also a believer of the goddess and sometimes sails to Black Tern Island to see her. If we ask him for help, he should be able to take us to the island by boat."

Wayne nodded in agreement. He remembered the Fisherman King, but the man was quite mysterious and seemed to be one of the Lake Goddess's lovers. He should be a trustworthy character, at least not one of the half-fishmen.

He glanced at the sky and realized it was already dusk; the sun was slowly setting. In the darkness, he wondered if the merfolk could see in the dark like he could.

However, the rescue was urgent, and the half-fish man wasn't much stronger than the water ghost. As long as we were careful, there shouldn't be any major problems.

As a witcher, Wayne has a lot of energy, and he doesn't feel too tired even if he doesn't rest for a night or two.

He patted Lala's head and said:

"Alright, Lala, I've learned enough."

"Go home now, take out the thing your brother brought back, and then wait for me by the lake outside the city."

"We'll go find the Fisherman King tonight and try to rescue your brother before dawn."

Lala nodded immediately, took a few steps toward the door with her short legs, then, as if remembering something, turned back to Wayne and said gratefully:

"Thank you, Wayne, you're a really good person."

Watching Lala's departing figure, Wayne let out a soft breath. He didn't have time to take a shower anymore. He changed back into his Witcher gear, hung both swords on his belt, took out a bottle of Red Bull from the hidden compartment where he kept snacks, drank it all in one gulp, and then stuffed a few pieces of chocolate into his mouth.

He stepped out of the house, mounted his horse Lucifer, and headed towards the outskirts of the city.

With his magic-patterned storage bag, he had all the necessary supplies, so he didn't need to spend time preparing for battle like other demon hunters.

Riding along, Wayne left Vizima City before the city gates closed. After a quick search, he soon found Lala at the agreed-upon meeting place in the grass by the lake.

Without exchanging pleasantries, he held the little one in his arms, then mounted his horse and galloped off towards the swamp village.

Lala had lived in this area for many years. Guided by this local, the two rode horses, took several shortcuts, and circled half of Lake Vijima. Finally, they arrived at the swamp village before nightfall.

This is a village built in a swamp, also known as the Dark Water Village. The village has about a hundred residents who have made a living for generations by firing pottery jars and roof tiles using the special mud from the swamp.

When Wayne arrived, everyone in the village was already asleep, and only a few houses still had faint lights on.

However, this matter had nothing to do with the villagers, and he did not want to disturb the peace of these ordinary people. Soon, guided by Lala, he arrived at a dilapidated wooden house by the lake.

The wooden house looks very ordinary, with nothing special about it. If it weren't built by the lake, in a location quite far from the village, no one would have noticed it at all.

After dismounting, Wayne reached out and lifted Lala, with her small arms and legs, off the horse.

This little one has a very lively personality and is very curious about the outside world. When riding a horse, she seemed to have forgotten about her brother being kidnapped. Her little hands would always unconsciously stroke Lucifer's fur, and she even looked like she wanted to press her face against it.

However, once they reached the Fisherman King's house, the little guy finally remembered his business and his face became anxious again.

After dismounting, he immediately took short strides and ran quickly to the front door of the wooden house, banging on the door.

About ten seconds later, a faint light came on in the cabin, and then about ten seconds later, the door of the cabin was opened, and an old man who looked quite frail came out, carrying an oil lamp, wearing a tattered burlap sack, and holding a wood-chopping knife.

After stepping out of the wooden hut, the old man's cloudy gaze first swept over Wayne, who was seven or eight meters away. His eyes lingered for a few seconds on the two swords hanging at Wayne's waist before finally settling on Lala, the tiny earth spirit standing at his feet, barely half a meter tall. His expression remained unchanged as he opened his mouth and uttered a few words in a hoarse voice:

"What is it?"

Lala, holding the seven-colored conch shell given to her by the goddess of the lake in both hands, said to the fisherman king in an anxious voice:

"My brother has been captured by merfolk, and I'm going to lead the Witcher to rescue him."

"Please take us to Seagull Island by boat, Fisherman King."

After listening to Lala's words, the Fisherman King's expression remained unchanged. He squatted down and brought his ear close to the seven-colored conch shell that Lala was holding up.

After about ten seconds, as if he had heard something, the old man stood up, turned to look at a wooden boat moored not far from the wooden house, and said:

"Okay, let's go."

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(End of this chapter)