Chapter 224: Confessing Secrets to Triss

Toussaint, Caroberta Forest.

Beside a clear and leisurely pool, a group of small deer were lowering their heads to drink water, a few butterflies were flying lightly around the flowers by the pool, and a few wild rabbits were gnawing on the grass on the ground.

Suddenly, the chaos magic in the air vibrated violently. These small animals seemed to feel something and immediately ran away in all directions, making terrified sounds from their mouths.

A few seconds later, a huge crack suddenly split in the space above the pool, about fifteen meters high. Under the pull of invisible force, this thin and long crack was quickly pulled to the left and right, becoming a huge space channel fifteen meters high and five meters wide.

Scenes like the void were constantly flickering inside this space channel.

After more than ten seconds, a giant humanoid creature with an ugly appearance and wearing metal iron armor poked its head out of the space channel. After hesitating for a second, it quickly walked out of the space channel. Looking at its figure and appearance, it was a giant with a height of eight or nine meters.

And following behind him, giants carrying a large pile of supplies also walked out of the space channel in a line.

One, ten, fifty, one hundred—the number of these giants soon reached more than two hundred and fifty.

They were huge, numerous, and had curiosity and worry on their faces, crowding the space near the pool full, making a lot of noisy sounds, but soon under the command of a few leading giants, they returned to quiet.

Until finally, a strong man wearing gorgeous armor and golden hair walked out of the space channel. After seeing his figure, all the giants present slowed their breathing and lowered their heads respectfully, clearly maintaining considerable awe and fear for this man.

And Geralt, who returned to the Wizard World, breathed a sigh of relief. Under the nourishment of chaos magic, his body and mind felt a burst of comfort.

In the low-magic world where Isabelle was, although his strength was a dimensional-reduction strike to others, because the magic concentration was too low, he felt a sense of oppression all the time, limiting his power.

Geralt even felt that if he stayed in the low-magic world for a long time and his aberrant organs could not be nourished by chaos magic for a long time, his body would also have a certain degree of degradation and become weak.

But no matter what, this giant army had come to the Wizard World with him. With this group of giants under his command, whether it was large-scale legion warfare or king-to-king elite combat, he had nothing to fear and had the confidence to confront other large forces.

He no longer needed to worry about which brain-dead king would send a large army to deal with the witchers.

However, Geralt looked at this large group of giants who were tall, strong, and extremely conspicuous, and another difficult problem suddenly appeared in his heart.

Their current location was in the Kingdom of Toussaint in the South, thousands of kilometers away from the Northern Kingdoms. What method should he use to transport these conspicuous giants to the North?

After thinking for a long time, Geralt could think of.

Besides traveling long distances and rushing on foot, the only way was to use the power of sorcerers to open large teleportation portals.

It is a pity that the only sorcerer he could contact at present was the powerful elven sorceress Francesca.

If it were other things, like gold, silver, and treasures, he wouldn't mind exposing them to this elven sorceress, but he didn't want to reveal the information about this giant army, which was enough to resist an army of ten thousand humans, to Francesca.

The trust between the two sides had not reached this point, and it might even cause other twists and turns because of this matter.

Then, his best choice now was the red-haired sorceress Triss, whom he could trust.

But first, what he needed to do was to contact his little lover. At this time, the two were thousands of kilometers apart and must rely on the power of magic.

Thinking of this, Geralt boarded the Magic Flying Carpet again, flew into the sky, looked at the giants below with a condescending look, and ordered:

"Servants, you are temporarily camping and resting here. You are not allowed to leave the range of five hundred meters, and wait for my next order."

After giving this order, he looked at a giant among the giants who had no hair on his face, was covered in scars, and carried a giant axe on his back, and said: "Glas, this is your first task as a giant general. Don't make any trouble, otherwise you know the consequences."

That giant named Glas heard this, immediately knelt on one knee, and answered respectfully to Geralt:

"I will obey your orders, Master."

"I will kill anyone who dares to resist the master's orders."

Geralt nodded upon hearing this. This giant was one he chose from the remaining ones who was relatively obedient and had good combat effectiveness. Anyway, with the magic crown, these giants couldn't make any waves.

After giving the order for these giants to rest, Geralt drove the flying carpet and flew toward Beauclair.

It had been nearly ten days since he left, and he didn't know what changes had taken place in the city.

Soon, Geralt returned to the house and shop he had purchased.

Having not returned for so many days, the business in the shop was still very good. Looking from afar, men and women in gorgeous and exquisite clothes were constantly entering and leaving his shop, and many people were also leaving with satisfied smiles. He also saw Gaetan, the Cat School witcher, standing outside the door soliciting business. This guy had a sword on his back and a smile of soliciting customers on his face, and was constantly guiding customers into the shop, seemingly enjoying his current life. And after he greeted Gaetan and entered the shop, he also saw Syanna, who was receiving customers with a decent smile behind the counter. Besides her, there were two other young female workers in the shop who might have been hired by her, all busy in the shop. Clearly, this was not the first day they had worked like this.

It seems that this former Duchess was quite honest, at least she didn't play any tricks during his absence, choosing to run away or other actions, which saved him a lot of trouble. And after Syanna saw Geralt enter the shop, she immediately talked to a cute-looking female worker in the shop, then left the counter, walked to Geralt's side with a sweet smile.

Calling him Master in a low voice, she held his arm in her chest, pressed it tightly with her round chest, and reported the detailed business, income, and expenditure of the tobacco shop during this period to Geralt, looking very obedient.

Although he knew that this girl was not as obedient and pleasant as she appeared, Geralt was still quite satisfied with her attitude. At least Syanna was very smart and not the kind of person who didn't know her identity, and he liked to get along with smart people.

After simply praising Syanna a few words and soothing the girl's somewhat uneasy mood with appreciation, Geralt turned and left.

After leaving the shop and returning to the residence behind, he discovered that Letho and others had also moved in here. At this time, they were practicing swordsmanship in a small practice field he built, fighting vividly.

After discovering Geralt's return, Letho soon greeted him and handed him several Grandmaster-level witcher diagrams.

Clearly, during this period, they had completed all the exploration tasks and successfully found the diagrams he needed.

Geralt was quite happy about this. Another master-level task

Clearly, during this time, they had completed all the exploration tasks and successfully found the blueprints he needed.

Wayne was quite happy about this; another Master-level task was completed, and he didn't even have to lift a finger. Now, he only needed to pay a visit to the elven armor master Tainser to receive his task experience and rewards.

Now that the tasks for Letho and the others were also finished, Wayne's goals for this trip to Toussaint had all been achieved.

As for the task given by the Lady of the Lake to kill the evil god, there was no rush for that; even if he waited a few more years to complete it, it would be fine. He didn't want to worry about that for the time being.

Thus, Wayne said to Letho and the others: "Before long, let us head to the Kingdom of Temeria together. There, there is a stable commission for you all to complete."

"Actually, during this time, I have been researching ways to reduce the mortality rate of the Trial of the Grasses and have already found a direction. When we arrive in the North, I will share them, and we can study and improve them together."

This was bait. Although Letho and the others had long agreed to head to the North with him, having such bait would certainly increase their enthusiasm significantly.

Now, the Viper School was left with only a handful of members, and all the apprentices had died. Reviving the school and passing on the legacy to more witchers was one of the ideals held by Letho and his companions.

For this ideal, Letho and the others were willing to make many sacrifices, and they would not hesitate even if it meant sacrificing their lives.

In the original story, it was precisely by using the condition of reviving the Viper School that the Nilfgaardian Emperor Emhyr exchanged for Letho and the others to assassinate the kings of the North. Of course, besides that, there was also the threat to the life of the captured Yennefer.

Therefore, Wayne's proposal was immediately accepted and responded to by Letho and the others; they were even somewhat impatient to return to the North with Wayne.

After handling some trivial matters in the city, Wayne used his communicator in his room to quickly contact Francesca. However, he didn't need the elven sorceress to help with anything major; he just asked her to help contact Triss as soon as possible and have the red-haired sorceress come to Toussaint.

Regarding Wayne's request, Francesca was clearly suspicious, but she was smart enough not to pry further, only saying with a somewhat resentful tone:

"It seems you have many things you are hiding from me, Wayne."

"You would rather trust a human than trust your own kin, than trust me."

"I hope you can trust me more in the future; I can keep secrets for you, too."

However, although the elven sorceress complained, her efficiency was high. By the next evening, the red-haired beauty Triss had contacted Wayne through Francesca's communicator.

And with the help of a portal, she came directly to Toussaint.

As soon as they met, before the red-haired sorceress could give Wayne a passionate kiss, she pinched him hard on the waist and asked with some anger:

"You've actually been finding other sorceresses to help you instead of coming to me. Do you not trust me, Wayne?"

Facing the angry Triss, Wayne could only pull her tightly into his arms, block her questioning with his mouth, and then carry her to the bedside, answering everything with his actions.

No woman's body could resist the impact of a witcher, especially since Triss herself had a constitution sensitive to magic.

Until the next morning, Wayne held this satisfied, sore red-haired beauty in his arms and whispered his request in her ear.

"My dear, I need to build a large portal to transport a group of big guys from Toussaint to our Wolf School witcher castle, Kaer Morhen."

"This matter is very secretive, and I only trust you, which is why I asked you to come and help."

(End of chapter)