Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

"Dorregaray?" Geralt had never heard of this name.

Dandelion grinned and said:

"Yes, Master Dorregaray, a very interesting man."

"He advocates the balance of all things. Human beings should not interfere with all creatures in nature. Even water ghosts, ghouls, and evil ghosts are all within his protection."

"An extreme protector of endangered animals, he should appear in my poem, as the villain of the story, it is really interesting, haha."

Geralt was speechless for a moment. The forest was really big and there were all kinds of birds. Needless to say, as a demon hunter whose profession is to hunt monsters, it must be one of the most hated professions for this magician.

He glanced at the magician who was still chattering outside the king's tent, and quickly pulled Dandelion into Yennefer's tent to avoid being caught by this guy's tail and entangled, which would inevitably lead to another verbal exchange, which would be too troublesome. up.

However, I have to lament the current status of mages and warlocks. Even if they face kings and nobles, they will not have any fear. They have the most powerful warlock brotherhood in the northern continent to support them. Even the kings of various countries and those in their fiefdoms The lords should also give them a little less respect. It is impossible to judge them by randomly arranging a crime like dealing with common people.

The two of them had been drinking in the tent, and Yennefer came back midway and drove the two drunken men out of his tent.

The journey was about to begin, and the sorceress had to pack her luggage. As a lady, she had a lot of luggage to carry.

Geralt didn't care about this. He and Dandelian walked hand-in-hand to the haystack in the stable to continue drinking. This was a quiet place where no one would disturb them. Even if the surroundings were filled with the smell of horse manure, It made him feel more comfortable than those looks of hatred or contempt.

Although King Niedamir was only the king of the small country of Kangong'en, he was not small. After preparing to set off, it took more than an hour to pack up the supplies for the camp and filled twelve carriages.

Including the accompanying members of the dragon-hunting team, soldiers, and members of the Holopol reconnaissance team exploring the road ahead, the total number was about one hundred and fifty people.

The group formed a huge team and entered the Great Kestrel Mountains in a mighty manner. Under the guidance of the local guide, they climbed from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. They walked for about six or seven hours until the sun set. Find an open space to camp again.

They were about a third of the way from their destination, the green dragon's lair.

Putting aside the various encounters along the way, in the early hours of the next day, a figure dressed in black, almost completely integrated into the night, quietly entered Yennefer's tent.

It was the witcher Wayne who came.

He originally wanted to look for Geralt in the tent, but the famous white wolf Geralt was not found. He only saw a large dog with white fur lying on the wooden pillar in the center of the tent, seemingly taking a nap.

The big dog seemed to be quite alert. Wayne had just opened the tent door and he reacted. He immediately stood up from the ground and stared at Wayne at the door, as if he was about to scream and pounce at any time.

In order not to let the big white dog wake up the people around.

Without even thinking about it, Wayne pushed forward with the Yakshi Seal. The big white dog immediately rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

And just when he was considering whether to knock the dog unconscious, he didn't expect that the big white dog was very determined. He suddenly recovered from the coma, opened his mouth, and said in Geralt's voice:

"Hold on, Wayne, it's me."

Wayne was stunned for a moment. He looked at the big white dog on the ground in shock, and then looked at the sorceress not far away who was sleeping soundly and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He thought to himself, what kind of play is this? You guys are really good at it. What a flower.

Geralt was also a little embarrassed at this time. If possible, he really didn't want to show such an ugly appearance in front of his good brothers. However, when Wayne came to see him dressed like this, he must have something important to discuss, and he couldn't help but expose himself.

"Let's go out and talk. Don't wake up Yennefer. She has a bad temper."

Fortunately, Wayne's receptive ability was strong enough. Looking at the big white dog talking to him, he was stunned for only a few seconds before reacting and making way for the door curtain to let Geralt climb out first.

It was early in the morning, and everyone was asleep except for a few night guards who were still dozing off.

Under the cover of darkness, one person and one dog came to a hidden spot a few hundred meters away from the camp, started talking quietly, and told each other all the information they had.

Wayne did not hide anything and told Geralt everything about Bolch, the green dragon and the baby dragon, and then told him Bolch's request and his thoughts.

He believed that if it were Geralt, a righteous and principled demon hunter, he would not object to what he would do next.

The big white dog sat on the ground, frowning like a human, and then asked:

"In other words, your current purpose is to drive away those ordinary people. It is best to drive away King Niedamir and his soldiers as well."

"Leave only those guys who want to kill the dragon and let them have a fair duel with Bolch on the top of the mountain?"

Wayne nodded. In his opinion, those soldiers and the citizens of Holobor were all victims coerced by those in power.

Even if they succeed in slaying the dragon, they won't get much benefit, and if there is a battle with the dragon, they will be the first to be sacrificed. These people are just a group of wretches, and there is no need to fight to the death with them.

After thinking for a while, Geralt nodded and said:

"Yes, I will cooperate with your actions."

"However, you have to remember that you'd better not expose your identity as a demon hunter, and don't let the golden dragon cause unnecessary casualties."

"After finishing the work, it is best for Borch and his family to leave here quickly. If the news about the dragon spreads more and more widely, it will definitely attract more greedy hunters and countless mercenaries crazy for wealth. .”

"Don't worry, I will."

Wayne waved goodbye to Geralt, then quickly walked into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Geralt looked at Wayne's leaving back, with a helpless look on his face. He sighed, and quickly ran back into Yennefer's tent on four legs.

There was destined to be no peace tonight, and he wanted to stay by Yennefer's side to protect his goddess.

Half an hour later, the entire camp suddenly became chaotic. Some night guards ran around in the camp and shouted in horror:

"It's on fire, come and put out the fire, come and put out the fire!"

"Our supplies were burned! The stables were on fire, and many horses were killed!"

"Traitor, there must be a traitor! We were attacked by someone. Someone must be trying to prevent us from going up the mountain."

When Geralt and Yennefer, who had been disenchanted, walked out of the tent, they saw a chaotic scene. Some people were busy putting out the fire, some were chasing the escaping horses, and some soldiers were hurriedly putting on their clothes. With good equipment, they guarded outside Niedamir's tent, fearing that an assassin would suddenly rush out and kill their king.

In this chaotic scene, the young king did not dare to show up at will. Only the fat and disheveled steward Gyllen Steen was still trying to maintain order in the camp.

It's a pity that they are halfway up the mountain at this time. The water source nearby is seriously insufficient. There is not enough water to put out the fire. It is also night at this time. They are in the deep mountains and old forests. No one dares to run around because of such people. , it is very likely to become the food of wild beasts and monsters.

When the sun rose and they hurriedly put out the fire, more than half of the entire camp had been burned, especially the food, horses and carriages. Most of the supplies for the journey had been lost in the darkness.

This was a huge blow to the dragon-hunting team, which was still in high spirits and arrogance yesterday.