Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 94 Yennefer's Wish

Geralt and Dandelion were probably still debating whether to heal Ekkiel, while Wayne carried the incessantly cursing Yennefer all the way back to the green dragon's lair.

He casually placed the sorceress beside the still-burning fire, then untied the magic-blocking golden chains binding her and replaced them with a more comfortable way of binding her, so that the lady wouldn't be harmed by having difficulty breathing due to being bound too tightly.

Only after he had completely locked the sorceress's thighs with padlocks and chains did he raise his head and meet the gaze of Yennefer, who had now returned to silence.

Perhaps already knowing her escape was hopeless, and fully aware that the half-elf boy before her wouldn't truly harm her, Yennefer, her face cold, stared fiercely into Wayne's eyes and said:

"Wayne, that's your name, isn't it? I've heard Geralt mention you. You're the youngest of the Wolf Witchers, a half-elf."

"But you know what? You've messed with the wrong person and gotten yourself into big trouble. Sorceresses are very vengeful, and I'm the most petty one here."

"If you let me go now, I can pretend nothing happened."

"But if you continue to obstruct me, you'll regret it in the future."

The sorceress's voice was very fierce, seemingly full of anger and threat.

However, Wayne seemed unconcerned. He took a clean towel from the shelf beside the fire and handed it to the sorceress, gesturing for her to wipe the dust and dirt off her face, which she had picked up from when her face was on the ground while she was being bound.

After Yennefer grabbed the towel, Wayne said softly:

"Lady Yennefer, I know your purpose in wanting to hunt dragons is to regain your fertility and have a child, which must have been your long-cherished wish for many years."

"But do you think you could have succeeded in this operation even without my obstruction?"

He picked up a piece of roasted meat that was kept warm on a plate next to the grill, skewered it with a stick, and handed it to Yennefer, who had already wiped her face.

The enticing aroma made the sorceress sniff, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

However, instead of reaching for the food, she stubbornly raised her head, snorted, and said:

"I don't know where you got so much information. Even Geralt doesn't know my purpose in slaying the dragon."

"However, the power of magic is beyond the comprehension of you witchers who only possess magic signs that resemble tricks."

"As long as someone can create an opportunity for me and give me enough time to prepare my magic, even that golden dragon is no match for me."

"Magic is the most powerful force in the world, and dragons are nothing more than a group of strong, flying beasts."

Wayne acknowledged the power of magic. Although spellcasters in the Witcher world were all mortals and severely countered by magic blockers, the magic they wielded was still incredibly powerful.

Just like the future Battle of Sodden Hill, only a dozen or so sorceresses were needed to summon a rain of meteors that covered the entire battlefield, causing heavy losses and a complete rout to the tens of thousands of elite troops of southern Nilfgaard.

The Wild Hunt's navigators can even teleport an entire army, breaking through world boundaries and teleporting to any location.

As for higher beings like the Mirror Master, high-ranking vampires, various gods and evil spirits, and the Di Jing, their power almost surpasses the comprehension of ordinary people, reaching the level of a certain law of heaven and earth.

The reason why many sorceresses seem quite easy to deal with is that spellcasters must prepare in advance and chant incantations in order to unleash powerful magic, which takes a considerable amount of time.

In layman's terms, if the spell takes too long, it's easy to be interrupted or silenced.

But this does not diminish the mage's power.

Seeing that Yennefer was still so stubborn, Wayne simply told her the truth, saying:

"Yennefer, let me be blunt with you, you have no chance of completing this mission."

"That golden dragon is not an ordinary dragon, but a special dragon that can use a lot of magic and has the ability to shapeshift."

"Moreover, this golden dragon is a sacred beast worshipped by the Zerekan tribe, and a group of Zerekan warriors have already laid an ambush in the nearby forest."

"Once the Golden Dragon is in danger, they will rush out of the forest and kill anyone who might threaten it."

"And with my help, the injured green dragon has almost recovered. She is not a lamb to the slaughter, but was able to fly away from here long ago."

"The reason it's still here is because the golden dragon doesn't want to slink away; instead, it's preparing to defeat all those who want to hunt down its wife."

Wayne looked into Yennefer's eyes and said seriously:

"Even if I hadn't stopped you, you would either have been defeated by the powerful golden dragon, severely injured or killed, or you would have been chopped into pieces by the warriors of the Zerekan tribe for harming the golden dragon."

"And to be honest, if it weren't for Geralt, I wouldn't have treated you so politely."

"Or do you think you can handle a Witcher equipped with a large amount of Manamune?"

Whether his persuasion had an effect or not, Yennefer's lips moved a few times, but she did not utter a word of rebuttal. She just stared blankly at the ground.

At that moment, perhaps influenced by the smell of the roasted meat on the plate, the little gray creature, sniffing the air, rushed out of the dragon's nest with its short legs.

Upon seeing the plate of roast meat next to Wayne, it wagged its tail excitedly and ran to Wayne's feet, rubbing its little head against his thigh, trying to please him and get fed.

This action also drew Yennefer's attention.

Noticing Yennefer's gaze, Wayne smiled, cradled the baby dragon in his arms, picked up the roasted meat, broke it into small pieces, and fed it to her bit by bit. Then, looking at the adorable little thing, he said:

"This little one is called Sakia, the child of that green dragon, and she was just born yesterday."

"Because you want to have your own child, but you're killing the parents of another newborn child."

"Don't you think this is too cruel for Sakia?"

"And have you ever thought about it, Yennefer, that you're not the only one who's thought about restoring a sorceress's fertility? Many sorceresses have tried it."

"But for thousands of years, no one has been able to succeed."

"Destroying a life is very easy, but creating a life, perhaps only a true god can do."

Listening to Wayne's persuasion and looking at the adorable little dragon cub he held in his arms, Yennefer seemed to have considered something. After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke in a slightly hoarse voice:

"I never expected that Geralt, who is also a Witcher, would be like a block of wood. He's so bad at talking, he can't say sweet words or lie."

"But you, little fellow, just like that Dandelion, have a glib tongue."

"Heh, perhaps you shouldn't have become a witcher. You might have had a better future as a merchant or a bard."

Hearing that Yennefer seemed to be feeling better, Wayne smiled and said:

"Perhaps, but I was brought to Kaermer when I was a child. Becoming a Witcher was my only choice, and I have never regretted it."

"I hope you can truly abandon this mission, Yennefer. Seeking help from other mortals for your wish may ultimately only result in failure."

"However, if we turn to higher beings, what may be impossible for you is just a small matter for those higher beings."

He looked at Yennefer, whose eyes were furrowed at his words, thought for a moment, and said:

"Don't worry, I happen to know a legendary deity, the Goddess of the Lake."

"When I next have an audience with this goddess, I will ask this kind deity for help with your troubles."

"Hopefully she can help you fulfill this wish."

Yennefer shuddered at his words. A glimmer of hope flickered in her previously despairing heart. She looked at Wayne, bit her lip, and asked softly:

"The legendary goddess of the lake? I've read about her in many books."

"If you really know that goddess, you could ask her to help me fulfill my wish."

"Wayne, I will definitely repay you."

(End of this chapter)