Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 88, the quest chain, a new quest.

On the open ground outside the Green Dragon's Nest.

Wayne sat by a fire, roasting a wild boar leg in one hand, while his other hand continuously sprinkled various seasonings and spices onto the wild boar leg, which had been scored, and slowly rotated it.

Under the scorching heat of the flames, a rich aroma of meat began to fill the air.

To ensure he wouldn't skimp on food while traveling, he prepared plenty of cooking supplies, especially seasonings.

Just as he was getting a little carried away by the rich aroma of the roasted wild boar leg, a small, grayish creature that looked like a puppy suddenly poked its head out of the den.

Her watery eyes stared at Wayne, or rather, at the roasted wild boar leg in his hand. After a few seconds of hesitation, her appetite seemed to overcome her fear.

The little creature, covered in delicate scales, waddled over to Wayne's side on its short legs, tilted its head to look at the roasted wild boar leg dripping with oil, and let out a soft, childish howl.

As expected of powerful beasts, the dragons were already running around freely less than ten hours after hatching from their eggs.

Looking at the little guy, who was only three or four months old, and seeing that she seemed very tempted by the roast meat, Wayne used a knife to cut off a small piece of the roast meat, pinched it in his hand, and put it to the little dragon's mouth.

The little one seemed to have inherited the gluttonous bloodline just like her mother, swallowing the small piece of roasted meat in one bite without any hesitation.

Oh oh oh!

The roasted meat was still quite hot. After swallowing it, the little guy let out a howl, tilted its head back, flapped its palm-sized wings, and spun around a few times before swallowing it.

But soon, the little guy sidled up to Wayne again, rubbing his bald head against Wayne's thigh. He seemed to have become fascinated by the smell of the barbecue and wanted to get more barbecue from him by trying to please him.

When Borch came out of the cave, he found Wayne holding his daughter, like training a dog, scratching her chin with his fingers while stuffing pieces of roasted meat into the little one's mouth.

The little guy, upon eating the grilled meat, let out a joyful howl, clearly having been won over by the delicious meat.

That's normal. Although many sub-dragons feed on raw and rotten meat, the dragons that can actually breathe fire usually roast the meat over flames before eating it.

As for Jinlong Borchi, he had been served by the Zerekan tribe for decades and had become accustomed to eating the cooked food they offered him, rarely eating the bloody, uncleaned raw meat anymore.

It was probably the first thing the baby dragon saw after it was born that it became very attached to Borch. As soon as it saw Borch coming over, it jumped out of Wayne's arms and went to its father's side.

Borch held the baby dragon in his arms with a joyful expression, gently stroking her head. His face was full of sincerity and love, showing no concern that she was not his biological child.

Wayne handed Borch a large skewer of grilled pork ribs, watching him feed the baby dragon bit by bit. He actually quite enjoyed this heartwarming scene, so he asked:

"Hey! My friend, what's your decision?"

"Mirgatabrek's injuries are starting to heal, so we don't need to wait for the dragon hunting team to arrive before we can leave this place."

"What are you planning to do?"

Upon hearing this, Borch frowned, thought for a dozen seconds, then looked at the adorable little dragon in his arms and said in a deep voice:

"I originally wanted to leave and never have anything to do with these humans again, but as a husband and father, how am I supposed to explain this to my wife and children when I recall this in the future?"

"Should we tell them that their father and husband are cowards?"

Wayne nodded, neither confirming nor denying, and asked softly:

"So, do you want to fight?"

Borch nodded firmly, but he remained rational. He looked at Wayne and said:

"I don't want to cause the deaths of innocent people, nor do I want to cause disputes between different countries and lead to war."

"If possible, my friend, I hope you can bring those who want to slay the dragon and kill my wife here."

"I can have a fair fight with them, and I will defeat them to prove my ability and courage."

After Borch finished speaking, Wayne suddenly heard a system notification in his brain.

Ding! [Saving the Green Dragon, Milgatabrek] is complete, triggering the quest chain [Husband's Dignity], Expert level.

Do you want to accept?

Note that completing the entire task chain will improve the quality of the task rewards; all rewards will be distributed upon completion of the task.

After hearing the system notification, Wayne only considered it for a few seconds before accepting the task.

Whether it was out of friendship between Viki and Borchi, or to increase the rewards for later missions, he had to accept this mission.

Although Wayne was also curious to see what treasures the Master Chest would contain, he was a patient man and could hold back.

After considering for several seconds and recalling the general plot of the original work, Wayne nodded and said to Borch:

"No problem, my friend. You stay in the cave and take care of your wife and children. I'll go and gather intelligence from the dragon hunting team."

"If I receive any news or make any progress, I will signal to you, and then we can discuss specific measures."

Borch gave Wayne a genuine smile and said gratefully:

"This trip to the North was definitely the most rewarding trip of my life. I not only gained a family, but also made a best friend."

"Wayne, my friend, be careful too. If you encounter any danger, call me anytime. I'll always be by your side."

Wayne shook his head, a confident smile on his face, and said softly:

"Don't worry, my friend, I'm not a reckless person, and don't underestimate a Witcher. A well-prepared Witcher will not fear any challenge."

………………

Unable to bear the unpleasant smell in the cave, Wayne rested for a while by the campfire. After dawn the next day, he set off to join Geralt at the dragon-hunting team.

Meanwhile, on the dragon-hunting team's side, although their night was very peaceful and nothing unexpected happened, hidden beneath this calm were countless intrigues and alliances of interests.

Although Geralt became Yennefer's bodyguard, the sorceress, fueled by anger, was eager to see her ex-boyfriend suffer a setback.

At night, the two stayed in the same tent. Yennefer was dressed quite sexily and revealingly, but before going to sleep, she raised her hand and cast a transformation spell on the restless white wolf.

The renowned Witcher was transformed into a white-furred guard dog, and a protective barrier was erected around his bed, forcing poor Geralt to keep watch in the tent and preventing him from getting close to the bed.

The next morning, after the sorceress had bathed in her tent, she lifted the spell on Geralt.

This transformed the drooling guard dog by the bathtub back into the renowned White Wolf.

Leaving aside the amusing interactions between the two lovers, the most tense group since the sorceress arrived at the dragon hunting camp was not the Yarpan dwarf squad who had already made some kind of secret agreement with the sorceress, but the three raider brothers who seemed the most formidable.

Although the three brothers were very famous in Redania, they were notorious ruthless figures known for hunting ferocious beasts such as dragon lizards and wyverns.

But as time went by, these large reptiles became fewer and fewer, and it became increasingly difficult for the three brothers to find work. Accustomed to indulging in drinking, gambling, and prostitution, and spending money lavishly, they were about to live a life of debt.

Of all the members of the dragon hunting team, only these three valued this job the most, and were also the ones who most wanted to keep the wealth for themselves.

However, the raiders were not fools. The dragon-hunting team consisted of formidable competitors, including King Niedamir's guard, the strong dwarf squad, and the mutant team of sorceresses and witchers. They would not allow their objectives to succeed.

Forget about taking all the treasure in the dragon's nest for themselves, so they simply approached the Yarpan dwarf team, who were the most likely to reach an agreement with them. After some secret negotiations and bargaining, they reached some kind of agreement.

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(End of this chapter)