Chapter 214: Slave Girl Syanna

Soon, Gaetan changed into commoner attire, followed Wayne, and returned to Beauclair.

In order to buy people's hearts, Wayne old man was not stingy, directly arranged a high-end single suite for him in this high-end inn, the Red Moon Inn, and gave him one hundred Crowns as a prepaid reward, letting him rest in the city for two days, waiting for work arrangements before finding him.

Of course, one must guard against others. Wayne directly warned Gaetan, telling him not to think about escaping, because his body had already been placed with a tracking magic, and no matter where he ran, he could be discovered.

If he was caught again after escaping, he would have to suffer a bit.

However, Wayne discovered that although Gaetan's personality was a bit impatient, like a hairy boy, his mentality was also very open. After receiving the reward Wayne gave him, he was immediately overjoyed, without any aggrieved look, and was also very satisfied with Wayne old man's arrangement.

That's good. As long as it's not the kind of stubborn person, it can be conquered.

To be honest, as a witcher, unless it's a last resort, Wayne really doesn't want to kill his own kind. After all, counting it all up, there are less than fifty witchers in the whole world, one less for each death.

After one night, it was the day Syanna was expelled.

Before this Duke's daughter was expelled, Letho and his two companions brought back the Grandmaster equipment blueprints of the Viper School, and together with them were some monster materials packed in bags.

Wayne was quite happy about this, introduced the Cat School's Gaetan to Letho and others.

After getting to know each other, everyone went to eat a sumptuous meal again, and Letho and others said goodbye and left, preparing to find the location of the next equipment blueprint.

And Gaetan was very surprised. He didn't expect that besides him, this forced Cat School witcher, there was also a group of Viper School witchers working under Wayne.

This made him feel shocked, and at the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his trust in Wayne also rose a bit.

At least, there are witchers of other schools willing to work for Wayne, which shows that this is not a trap and there is a place worth staying.

And until the afternoon, when Wayne thought that perhaps because of the assassination incident, Syanna's expulsion would be postponed, the location of the magic mark he had been paying attention to finally left the palace and left the Beauclair city from a position on the city wall behind the palace.

No need to think, there must be a secret passage connecting to the palace there, so that people could leave silently.

Since the target started moving, Wayne didn't continue to stay in the city. He chatted simply with the Cat School's Gaetan, telling this guy to wait honestly in the city and not cause trouble.

He walked out of the city gate, boarded the Magic Flying Carpet in a remote place, and flew rapidly toward the location of Syanna's mark.

The flying carpet was very fast. About an hour later, Wayne caught up to the top of Syanna and the four knights escorting her.

Perhaps for confidentiality, or perhaps because they hadn't left the borders of Toussaint yet, at this time, all five people in the team were wearing a dark cloak. Looking from afar, one could only distinguish which were knights and which was Syanna through their figures.

After finding this team, Wayne was not in a hurry anymore. He sat on the Magic Flying Carpet, keeping a height that was difficult for them to be discovered, and stared at them from afar.

Soon, the time came to dusk, and these five people had already moved quite a distance away from Beauclair city, and set up tents in a low-lying, wind-sheltered place in the wilderness.

The night wind was very cool. Wayne was too lazy to stay in the sky and blow the wind. He put on the invisibility cloak, walked into their camp, sat on a slightly remote stone, and watched this escort team like watching a play.

Perhaps Syanna liked pranks since childhood, which made these four noble knights whose names Wayne had forgotten very angry and had long held grudges.

One of the knights with a big beard was very rude to Syanna during the escort process.

Now that they had set up camp, this big-bearded knight scolded Syanna loudly, accusing Syanna of being a disaster and a devil, and attributed some natural disasters and man-made disasters that occurred within Toussaint to Syanna as crimes.

As if all the misfortunes in this world were because of the Curse of the Black Sun on the girl, and because of her, the world was full of war and turmoil.

However, having just been driven away from the palace, the Duke's daughter who had always dealt with these knights as a master, how could she bear this grievance? She immediately scolded the big-bearded knight loudly.

Unfortunately, these seemingly upright knights didn't spoil Syanna at all. The big-bearded knight who was scolded immediately slapped Syanna on the face, knocking her to the ground, and scolded: "Pay attention to your identity, Syanna. You have been expelled from the Toussaint Kingdom and are no longer the Duke's daughter, just a commoner. Now, you actually dare to publicly despise a noble."

After saying this, he picked up the horse whip and lashed Syanna twice more, making the Duke's daughter, who had never suffered any harm since childhood, scream in pain, with several bloodstains on her body.

And the other three knights traveling with him, some were silent, some watched coldly, and some were eager to try, seemingly wanting to join the act of whipping Syanna.

Regarding such behavior, Wayne didn't jump out to stop it, but just sat on the side and watched quietly.

Even if he wanted to accept Syanna as this tool person, he had to let her suffer some bitterness first, and experience the sinister nature of human hearts. Otherwise, a former Duke's daughter who thought she was noble would be quite troublesome to train.

Moreover, if she is not allowed to develop hatred for these knights, when saving Syanna, this girl probably won't feel grateful.

For the next day, Wayne followed this escort team, watching the abuse of Syanna by these knights intensify, light ones were scolding, heavy ones were whipping, and the Duke's daughter was screaming in pain while resisting without showing weakness, and the fire of hatred for these knights burned higher and higher.

He couldn't help but feel some emotion. The Lady of the Lake once promoted the Five Virtues of Chivalry in Toussaint, and these Five Virtues of Chivalry were also the faith of all Toussaint knights, and even the Toussaint Tournament became a grand celebration for all Toussaint people.

Unfortunately, human hearts are ultimately complex. There are too few people who can adhere to principles and firm faith. I am afraid that among the thousands of wandering knights in Toussaint, there are very few who can be called true knights.

The faith of the Lady of the Lake gradually died out in this decadent social environment.

Wayne followed all the way, and by the afternoon of the second day, the group finally arrived at the national border of Toussaint, and Syanna, the former Duke's daughter, was also tortured by these knights to be covered in injuries, with bloodshot eyes, and her breath was quite weak.

If it weren't for the girl's stubborn expression and eyes full of flames of hatred, Wayne would even have thought that this girl had surrendered to the violence of the knights.

However, although these knights beat and scolded Syanna, and even lashed her with dozens of horse whips, no one dared to violate Syanna's body.

After all, this is still the Duke's daughter. As a sinner who was expelled, beating and scolding is still justifiable. Once an evil act like violation is committed, it is equivalent to sending the handle to other knights. If the Duke is informed, it will definitely be a disaster.

However, before parting, the two noble knights who had been insulted by Syanna were clearly still unconvinced. The big-bearded knight sneered, picked up the horse whip, and wanted to give this former Duke's daughter some parting gifts, when...

A teasing voice suddenly reached their ears.

"Four knights, bullying a girl, this kind of thing is really rare!"

"And the place where it happened is Toussaint, which is known for having the best chivalry. Interesting! Interesting!"

Hearing this voice, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction the voice came from.

I saw a golden-haired human youth in gorgeous clothes, wearing gemstone rings on his hands, gemstone bracelets on his wrists, and a gorgeous short sword hanging at his waist, standing seven or eight meters away from them looking at them, as if appearing out of thin air.

If it weren't for the youth making a sound, it seemed that no one would have discovered the youth's figure.

Facing this weird situation, the big-bearded knight gripped the horse whip tightly, and the other hand was placed on the long sword at his waist, loudly scolding:

"Who are you, actually daring to mock our Toussaint knights? Do you want to be caught in jail?"

The other few knights also held their weapons, looking at Wayne with vigilant expressions.

After all, in this world where various monsters and ghosts exist, when facing weird situations, one must still keep one's spirits up.

Especially when in the wild, no one knows what kind of monster will suddenly pop out, even a large group of people is not necessarily safe.

Facing the question of this big-bearded knight, the handsome youth opened his steps, slowly approached the few, looked at Syanna who was clutching her clothes and looking at him, and said in a gentle tone: "Girl, now there are two choices in front of you."

"The first choice, I give you a chance to take revenge. The life and death of these four people will be dominated by you. But at the same time, from now on, your life belongs to me."

"The second choice, I pretend I didn't see anything and turn away."

"These four people will continue to abuse you, then expel you, and finally you can only be alone, in this wilderness with no one, swallowed by beasts, and die silently."

Although Wayne's tone was flat, his voice could be heard by everyone. Among the four knights, a middle-aged knight with a dark face, righteous look, as if he were some righteous warrior, suddenly rushed out, raised the steel sword in his hand, and slashed toward Wayne, shouting in his mouth:

"Shameless rat, actually daring to play tricks in front of me, let me cut off your head, see what tricks you can still play."

His figure was tall, his actions were mighty, and he was wearing a set of fine knight armor. Clearly, he was an elite knight who had experienced many battles.

Unfortunately, when he rushed to Wayne with his steel sword, and the sharp blade was about to fall on Wayne's neck, Wayne's left hand had already arrived first, sticking to the metal plate armor on his chest.

With a loud bang! A huge airflow burst out from Wayne's hand. With the close-range Aard Sign, that tall black-faced knight was like being hit head-on by a speeding train.

His feet left the ground, his whole body flew backward seven or eight meters, rolling on the ground like a gourd, crushing a ground of flowers and plants, the armor rubbed many sparks on the stones, and finally hit a large stone pier, falling dizzy, vomiting blood, and making painful groans.

Seeing this situation, the remaining three knights immediately let out a cry of surprise. One knight who looked the oldest and had a somewhat wretched appearance shouted fearfully:

"Wizard! You are a wizard!" "We are all nobles of Toussaint, representing the Duke of Toussaint to execute the mission. Why do you want to manage our affairs."

"If you kill us, you will become an enemy of the Toussaint Kingdom, and there will definitely be a large group of troops coming to catch you."

"I advise you to turn away now, we will pretend that nothing happened."

However, although he shouted very loudly, shouted in a stern voice, as if he were really some character, Wayne still didn't pay attention to them, but walked a few steps closer, walked to Syanna's front, looked at the girl with a calm gaze, and waited for her answer.

Unlike what he imagined, he originally thought Syanna would hesitate, argue, or play a little temper of the Duke's daughter.

Unexpectedly, after witnessing Wayne casually hitting and abolishing a knight, Syanna just bit her lower lip, looked into Wayne's eyes, didn't hesitate much, and immediately nodded in agreement: "Can, I can give my life to you and become your possession."

"As long as you can help me take revenge, I can even sell my soul to you."

Wayne was stunned upon hearing this, and then laughed a few times. He felt in his heart that this Syanna was quite interesting, different from many women in this era. I don't know if I should say she is brave, or should I say she is reckless.

If she met a real evil god today, one can imagine what a tragic ending this girl would face.

However, having obtained the answer he wanted, Wayne was quite satisfied in his heart. In this era lacking legal maintenance, as long as there is this promise, then no matter where he goes, Syanna's life is his possession. Wayne can treat her however he wants in the future.

Even if he treats her as a servant, treats her as a pet, as long as Wayne's strength is strong enough to suppress the power of resistance, then he can stand on the moral high ground and be justified.

Of course, the things promised to the girl still have to be done. Wayne nodded to Syanna, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, saying:

"Contract reached, remember your promise, Syanna."

"From now on, I am your master. If you betray me, you will know that death is not the most terrifying thing."

After saying this, Wayne's body suddenly moved, like an angry lion, carrying a powerful momentum, with speed and strength that ordinary people could not resist, unarmed, and rushed toward the remaining three knights.

The big-bearded knight standing at the front of the three was immediately startled by Wayne's fierce movements. The horse whip in his hand subconsciously swung toward Wayne.

Unfortunately, this speed was almost equivalent to slow motion in Wayne's eyes. He grabbed the flying horse whip, pulled it hard, and the huge force made the big-bearded knight stagger.

Before the big-bearded knight could stand firm, Wayne's iron boot kicked into the inner nest of his knee, directly kicking him to fall to the ground. The heavy armor fell to the ground, making a huge sound.

However, after one hit, Wayne didn't mean to stop at all. He aimed at the weak part of the big-bearded knight's armor at the back of his waist and stepped on it hard.

With a click, the sound of broken bones suddenly rang out.

Accompanied by the big-bearded knight's shrill screams, his lumbar spine was directly broken by Wayne's kick. Half of his body lost consciousness, his lower body was directly incontinent, his crotch was wet with urine, and he could only wave his hands on the ground, trying to escape the devil behind him. He had already become a cripple.

After abolishing one person, Wayne's figure didn't stop, and he instantly attacked the other two. Facing Wayne's attack, the remaining two had no power to parry.

The older, wretched-looking knight was not strong, and his physical strength had already weakened. After being punched in the face by Wayne several times, he fainted.

And the last knight seemed to be relatively brave. Even facing such a predicament, he didn't choose to give up. He held the steel sword with both hands and kept attacking Wayne.

Unfortunately, whether it was technique or physical fitness, ordinary human knights compared to top witchers like Wayne, were still a big gap. The more intense the resistance, the more pain they suffered.

In several consecutive attacks, this last knight was beaten by Wayne until his whole body's bones were broken, his limbs were broken, vomiting blood, and he went limp.

Regarding the remaining few people, Wayne didn't show mercy either, breaking all their limbs, letting them only struggle in constant wailing on the ground like a distorted puppet.

After the battle ended, Wayne dragged these four knights in front of Syanna, took off their armor, removed all their weapons, and let them become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Syanna stared at Wayne the whole time. Seeing this handsome human youth just unarmed, within a few minutes, beat several fully armed Toussaint knights into cripples, she was shocked in her heart, and her eyes also involuntarily flashed with strange light.

In the wailing of pain all over the ground, Wayne held a steel sword, walked to her front, and handed that steel sword to her hand.

Although he didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, the girl already understood what Wayne wanted her to do.

After a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, Syanna took the heavy steel sword with both hands, walked to the four knights who were either scolding or begging for mercy, and with trembling hands, inserted the sharp blade into their throats.

One by one, until all four were killed, Syanna threw away the steel sword in her hand, squatted not far from the corpse, and couldn't help vomiting.

Regarding the girl's performance, Wayne was quite satisfied.

He looked at the sky and found that the time was close to dusk. He was too lazy to rush back to Beauclair, so he took out the magic tent from the space bracelet, set up a campfire, sprinkled a circle of dragon feces outside the tent, and then looked back at Syanna.

The girl had finished vomiting and was now looking at the four corpses in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wayne coughed lightly. When Syanna turned to look at him, he wore a faint smile on his face, waved his hand, and said:

"Come here, Syanna."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still walked to Wayne's side obediently.

Wayne reached out and took an intermediate healing potion from the bracelet, pinched Syanna's pointed chin, lifted it lightly, and let her look up, revealing her slender neck.

Then he raised the potion bottle filled with red liquid above Syanna's mouth and said in a slightly domineering tone:

"Open your mouth, Syanna."

The girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her voice trembling slightly as she asked: "What is this?"

Wayne heard this, the hand pinching Syanna's chin exerted a slight force, and he asked with a smile:

"What should you call me, Syanna? Don't forget your promise."

Syanna's eyes flickered, her face felt a bit hot, but she still quickly said: "What is this, Master?"

Wayne didn't answer her, just pulled her body closer to him, the two looked at each other, and he said condescendingly: "Open your mouth, don't ask so much!"

Facing Wayne's direct gaze, thinking of the strength he had shown before, the girl couldn't withstand the pressure and obediently opened her mouth.

A smile appeared at the corner of Wayne's mouth, and then he poured the intermediate healing potion into Syanna's mouth like pouring fine wine.

After feeding the potion, Wayne didn't care about Syanna's complex expression, took Syanna's hand, and pulled her into the magic tent.

After entering the magic tent, Syanna couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. It was not only because the injuries left by the whipping on her body were quickly healed after drinking the potion, but also because she didn't expect that such a tent that looked ordinary on the outside was so spacious and luxurious on the inside.

Many exquisite furnishings and gorgeous decorations inside, even the Beauclair palace, had not been seen.

Strangely, besides the spacious living room and a master bedroom, the other guest rooms were used as warehouses, filled with bags and bags of tobacco, which made Syanna quite puzzled.

However, Wayne didn't give her much time for doubt, but looked at her long dress that had been damaged after two days of bumping and being whipped dozens of times, reached out and stroked her cheek, and said: "Take off your clothes, Syanna. You are a slave. You must learn how to serve your master."

Syanna's body shook upon hearing this, and she couldn't help but look up and meet Wayne's gaze, complex light flickering in her blue eyes.

However, soon, this former Duke's daughter thought of the parents who abandoned her, thought of the sister who was still in the palace, thought of the knights who had just been killed and tortured her, and also thought of the contract with this human youth in front of her.

There were tears in her eyes, her fingers were trembling, but there was not much hesitation. Under Wayne's gaze, she quickly took off her clothes, revealing the smooth and white skin inside.

Wayne was very satisfied with Syanna's obedience and reached out toward the girl's lower abdomen.

He could clearly feel Syanna's trembling, but Wayne didn't stop his movements. His fingers slid slowly up her lower abdomen, all the way along the smooth skin, touched the girl's exquisite collarbone, and then along the collarbone, touched the girl's bright red lips.

Wayne reached out to wrap his arms around Syanna's slender waist, pulled this girl with a devilish figure into his arms, and kissed her red lips without hesitation.

Until a few minutes later, Syanna was almost suffocated by him, her body was hot, and her whole body was soft.

He then let go of the girl, pointed to the bathroom in the bedroom, and said:

"The time tonight is long enough, we can slowly get to know each other."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 215 =====