Chapter 163

Inside Wayne Manor, Wayne called the old butler Ford into the study.

After some conversation, old Ford bowed slightly to Wayne and said with a serious expression: "Please rest assured, Mr. Wayne."

"During the time you are away, I will take good care of all the affairs in the manor for you."

"I will record every expenditure and income in detail; please trust my professional ethics."

Wayne waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to be so polite, old Ford, my friend, of course I trust you, otherwise I wouldn't have left so many things for you to handle."

"After I leave, White Fang and Robin will stay in the manor; Robin is already powerful enough now, it will go to the forest to eat by itself, no need to prepare its food, but for this little thing White Fang, I will leave it to you."

"By the way, there are also those herbs I brought back from other places; you should also hurry up and send people to expand their planting area, it's best to add a few more planting areas before I come back."

"As for other things, they are all small things; I will be away for about half a year this time, and next time I might bring one or two acquaintances back to help you manage the manor, which can also reduce your burden."

Hearing this, the old hobbit did not feel offended, but instead breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"That would be best, Mr. Wayne; to be honest, just managing the planting area has already consumed a lot of my energy, if there could be someone to help me, that would be the best."

"Old man like me, I still want to live a few more years."

Soon, after explaining the problems of Wayne Manor, Wayne came to a mysterious room on the first floor.

To others, this room was just an ordinary library, storing many bookshelves and placing various books.

But in Wayne's eyes, the center of this room was the space rift for him to enter and exit this world; one of the important purposes of wanting to build Wayne Manor at the beginning was to master this space channel in his own territory.

In the future, after the entire manor was replaced with people he could trust, no one would be able to discover his secret of traveling between the two worlds.

After confirming that there was nothing here that needed to be explained, Wayne took a light breath, activated his ability, and returned to the Wizard World again.

………………

Wyzima city, in Triss's mansion.

The sorceress, wearing a thin purple nightgown, was sitting by the window, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and supporting her chin with the other, looking at the moon outside the window somewhat boredly.

And opposite her, Keira, also wearing only a thin white lace nightgown, was sitting on the table, holding a silver fork to poke the fruit on the plate, yawning somewhat boredly, and said: "What are you going to do? Triss."

"The king can't wait anymore; he is preparing to post notices publicly in the country to find someone who can lift the curse of the striga."

"Doing this is undoubtedly sending a handle to other fief nobles; at that time, some despicable bastards will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble, exaggerate the impact of this matter, and tarnish the king's reputation."

"I think, as the king's royal advisors, we shouldn't allow such things to happen."

Triss heard this and still looked at the moon in the sky without speaking, seemingly considering something.

Keira saw that she didn't answer and didn't care, but continued to say:

"Some ministers suggested killing the striga directly; after all, it's been almost three years, and the number of people who died at the hands of this monster has already exceeded eighty."

"Now every month, death row prisoners in the prison have to be used to satisfy the bloodthirsty desire of this monster."

"This has already caused dissatisfaction among many nobles and ministers."

"You also know that the kind of thing that happened between King Foltest and his sister was a scandal in the first place, and now their child has become a monster; if this matter continues to ferment and is used by people with ulterior motives, it might cause a big turmoil, who knows." Seeing that she had said so much, Triss, who was sitting by the window, was still in a daze, Keira couldn't help but frown and said loudly:

"Hey! Triss, I'm discussing serious business with you!"

"Look at your infatuated look now, do you still have any spirit of a sorceress?"

"It's just that you haven't seen him for more than four months; if you are very thirsty, with our beauty and status, aren't there plenty of men waiting for you to choose?"

"You are missing him here, maybe that little bastard is having a great time in some bitch's bed?"

Hearing Keira say this, Triss withdrew her gaze from the moon, sighed with a bit of sorrow, but did not discuss the problem of Wayne with Keira, but said:

"Keira, King Foltest is a very stubborn person; no matter what we think, as long as that striga is still his daughter and he hasn't completely given up, it's impossible for him to agree to let someone kill that striga."

"Unfortunately, we have too few records about cursed creatures like the striga."

"I checked many books and didn't find a way to lift this curse."

"Before a turning point is found in the matter, it is estimated that this situation will continue for a long time."

After saying this, Triss looked at Keira; her political sense was stronger than Keira's, and as a royal advisor for a longer time, she understood the king's character better.

Therefore, she continued to persuade: "The best solution now is still to find a way to lift the curse of the striga and help the king save his princess."

"If you want to solve the king's trouble by killing the striga, besides completely offending him, there will be no benefit at all."

"Keira, you must understand that it is not those nobles who give us power, but the Sorcerers Brotherhood and the king; you must make it clear who we should be loyal to."

Hearing Triss's explanation, Keira was silent for a long time, and also understood this problem, and then looked at the red-haired sorceress with a rather complex look.

Because of Wayne, the former colleague and friend friendship between the two had a certain alienation, but also because of Wayne, the relationship between them abandoned many hypocritical disguises, and things that ordinary friends would not talk about in detail could also be discussed openly and seriously.

Perhaps to some extent, their relationship was closer, who knows.

At least in the past, for political problems like this, Triss might simply remind her a word or two, but would definitely not be as thorough as it is now.

Thinking of this, Keira was not a person who forgot favors; she coughed lightly to make her tone less awkward, and then said somewhat solemnly: "Thank you for your reminder, Triss; it seems that if we want to solve this problem, we still have to find an expert in curses."

Triss also showed a smile; in fact, when facing Keira, she was more awkward than the other party; after all, Wayne was Keira's lover first, and it was through Keira that she met the witcher.

So for this junior, she always felt a sense of indebtedness for no reason.

And for Keira, Triss was not only one of her few best friends in Wyzima city, but also her senior at work, who had given her help in many things.

Although she didn't handle the matter of the little puppy Wayne well, this did not hinder her good impression of Triss.

Today's red wine was a bit too much, plus she had been in a state of abstinence for about two or three months, Keira only felt that there was a flame in her body, slowly burning.

Just when the battle in the room was intensifying.

A voice with a bit of teasing came from outside the house.

"You two gave me a surprise; did I come at a bad time?"

(End of this chapter)