Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 86 The Birth of Saskia
Hearing Bolch's voice, Wayne was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the so-called Mirga Tablake should refer to the green dragon in front of him, and the so-called child refers to the one who is now being killed. The dragon egg held by the green dragon.

However, considering that Borch and this green dragon did not meet each other for more than 5 minutes, and he became a successor and Xidang father so quickly, it can only be said that the birth concept of dragons may be very different from that of humans.

No matter what he thought in his heart, Wayne still pretended to be quite surprised on the surface, and congratulated:

"Congratulations, my friend, after this incident is over, you will also have a complete family."

Jin Long raised his slender neck proudly, and the voice appeared in Wayne's mind.

"She thinks I'm the most powerful and attractive male dragon she's ever seen."

"After this crisis is over, she is willing to breed new blood for me."

Now that there are so few dragons, this green dragon probably hasn't seen many male dragons. Wayne complained in his heart, but he still congratulated Borch all the time.

After about a few minutes, Borch also recovered from his original excitement, and he suddenly asked Wayne sadly:
"Wayne, my friend, Mirga Tablake is too seriously injured now, and I don't know how to detoxify and heal magic."

"Before you came here, you said that you have a way to heal her. Is this true?"

Wayne nodded, and under Borch's gaze, he took out the magic pattern storage bag next to his body, took out a bottle of intermediate healing potion from Azeroth, and looked at the green dragon's After getting in shape, I took out another bottle.

Put it in your hand and show it to Borch.

Seeing this, Borch's tall golden body swayed for a while, and soon he changed back to the somewhat pudgy middle-aged man. He first sighed with emotion.

"Wow, magical pocket, what kind of strange magic item is this?"

Then, he picked up the two bottles of healing potions in Wayne's hand, put them next to his nose and smelled them, and asked:
"What kind of potion is this, is it a special potion for you demon hunters?"

Wayne shook his head, he didn't need to think about lies, he just opened his mouth:

"Our demon hunter's potion is a powerful poison to other creatures. This is a healing potion I asked for from a druid elder. It can heal physical wounds at an extremely fast speed. There are only The three bottles are the treasures I keep for life-saving in emergencies."

"But we are friends, and your wife is also my friend. You should let her drink these two bottles of medicine quickly. Although it may not cure her completely, it will definitely relieve her pain."

The simple-minded Jinlong Borch was immediately moved by Wayne's generous and loyal attitude. He picked up the two bottles of medicine, stretched out his arms to hug Wayne, and said:
"Thank you, my friend. I thank you on behalf of my wife and unborn child. Don't worry, as a friend, I will definitely not let you suffer. After Mirga Tablake's health recovers, I will definitely Will return your generosity."

The mid-level healing potion from Azeroth is very effective. This is a general-purpose healing potion that can replenish the depleted vitality in the living body.

After the green dragon took the potion, the pain in his body got better immediately, and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, puff puff puff!A few streams of foul-smelling smoke were emitted from behind, and most of the toxins in the body were quickly discharged, and the body also showed obvious signs of recovery, which made Borch very happy and surprised at the same time.

Although there are potions for healing injuries in this world, none of them can recover so quickly and have such good effects.

At the same time, he also understood the preciousness of this potion, and became more and more grateful to Wayne.

He loudly praised Wayne's potion, and promised again that he would be rewarded generously afterwards.

Only then was he very happy to get close to the green dragon, as if he couldn't wait to get close to his wife, and didn't mind the stench she just emitted.

And at this moment, whether it was due to the recovery of the mother's injury, the dragon egg held by the green dragon made a crackling sound.

Under the watchful eyes of Wayne and the two dragons, several cracks opened on the top of the dragon egg, and soon, a little thing like a puppy, covered in mucus and covered in gray, broke the egg. Shell, with its head protruding from the hole.

It opened its mouth without any teeth, took a breath of the air outside the dragon egg, and then made a puffing sound like a frog, and spit out a mouthful of thick saliva at Borch, who was the closest.

Seeing the birth of the baby dragon, Borch was even more excited than her mother. She danced a few times, then stuck out her tongue and licked the baby dragon a few times, and happily said to Wayne:
"Haha, congratulations, my friend, my child is born and I am a father."

Looking at the gray young dragon, since Borch himself didn't care about such a thing about becoming a father, Wayne certainly wouldn't say much.

He cautiously stepped forward, carefully observed the little female dragon who should be named Sakiasas in the future, and then sincerely expressed congratulations and blessings to Borch and his wife.

Who would have thought that in less than 20 years, the young dragon in front of him would grow up and rule Aedirn, a country composed of multiple races, by chance.

………………

At the same time, he was still in the camp stationed at the foot of the mountain.

Accompanied by Yennefer, Geralt successfully sneaked into the dragon hunting team organized by King Niedamir.

And in the team, he also saw the competitors in this operation, Denessler's Ike Knight, Dwarf Squad's Yarpan Ziglin, and the Klingfield Predator trio.

Except for Knight Ike, who has been kneeling on the stone and praying to the sky, the predator brothers of the dwarves Yarpan and Cliffe obviously did not welcome the arrival of the sorceress Yennefer. There was cynicism in the audible voice, and this disgust was quickly transmitted to Geralt.

The proud sorceress didn't even look at the rude dwarves and predators, and led by a fat steward named Gyllensteen, she came to the young king's tent.

Ye Naifa was very dissatisfied with the strange-looking demon hunter Geralt who was stopped outside the tent as a matter of course.

After some negotiations, the sorceress whispered to Geralt, saying:
"The king is an arrogant young man, not difficult to deal with, but the witcher, the rude dwarves outside, and the shameless marauders are your opponents."

"Go, talk to them, learn about their weaknesses, and tell me the news you found after I come out."

When Geralt heard this, he looked at Yennefer helplessly. His dream lover was still so strong and full of control. Everyone around him had to do things according to her orders, otherwise he would have to change. Roll your eyes or curse.

However, Bai Lang knew in his heart that this introverted attitude was a kind of intimacy she had with her own people.

When facing outsiders such as princes and nobles or wealthy businessmen and ladies, Ye Naifa will become a gentle, caring, sweet-mouthed bosom friend.

He shrugged, not daring to refute Ye Naifa's order. The time she left without saying goodbye a few years ago hurt Ye Naifa a lot. She is still in a state of extreme anger, just to accomplish her goal , it didn't explode against Geralt.

If he dared to contradict a few words, maybe the female sorcerer would do something right here, using magic to turn him into a mouse running around, or throw him directly into the cesspit, or maybe.

Holding his steel sword, Geralt nodded to Yennefer. After the sorceress entered the king's tent, he walked towards the dwarf and the marauder with somewhat reluctant steps.

Before he got close, the youngest man among the predators spat thick phlegm on the ground, cursed a few words in a low voice, and then said to his other companion:
"Standing horse shit, my luck is too bad. Yesterday was a stupid shoemaker who thought he poisoned the green dragon, and today a fucking white-haired demon hunter came."

"What shit, a combination of a witcher and a sorceress, is there anything more disgusting than this?"

Buholt, the eldest brother among the predators, slapped his younger brother on the head and said:

"You fucking mouth offends me every day. Demon hunters are not easy to mess with. They have two swords, and now they are backed by a despicable sorceress. If you say a few more words, maybe we will see Green Before the dragon, you have to take out your sword and fight a battle first."

The dwarf Yarpan laughed loudly, and then said to his fellow dwarves:
"This shit king is a fucking cheapskate. He hides in a tent and eats venison and beef. In the end, he gives us rat meat."

"Damn it, we don't even let us drink alcohol, and still want us to work for him. Human beings are really as stupid and greedy as ever, especially these inbreeding nobles."

"I have never seen a few smarter guys."

(End of this chapter)