Chapter 228: The Idea of Assassinating the King

After listening to Francesca's words, Wayne frowned. Was this idiot Henselt full? He didn't do anything good every day, only knowing how to add trouble to others. In an instant, the idea of wanting to kill this guy rose in Wayne's heart.

As a person with "money power," could he still tolerate a self-righteous bastard? He did what he wanted. After considering for more than ten seconds, Wayne looked at Francesca and asked pointedly:

"My lady, do you think if the King of Kaedwen suddenly died of illness, would it be a good thing or a bad thing for the elves in Kaedwen?"

"Will it cause any unpredictable impact?"

Hearing Wayne say this lightly, the elf sorceress first opened her mouth slightly. However, as an elf who had experienced a lifespan of thousands of years, her own acceptance ability was already very strong, and she also had no good feelings for human kings, so she quickly suppressed the surprise in her heart and turned to consider the feasibility of this matter.

After a few dozen seconds, Francesca looked at Wayne and said seriously: "The King of Kaedwen, Henselt, although he is almost thirty years old this year and has married two wives, he still has no offspring and no heir."

"If he dies accidentally and has not left a corresponding will."

"The kingdom of Kaedwen will likely fall into chaos due to the problem of throne succession, and even trigger a succession war between lords, perhaps even triggering a chain reaction, causing other surrounding countries to take action."

After finishing the benefits this move might bring, Francesca continued:

"However, the death of a king is much more serious than the death of a count. At that time, the Sorcerers Brotherhood will definitely send the most powerful sorcerers to investigate this incident."

"It is estimated that members of the Supreme Council will also be dispatched. They are all sorcerers of the same level as me, experienced and powerful."

"This matter will definitely cause turmoil, and they must give an explanation to all the kings of the North."

Wayne nodded. The consequences were about the same as he expected.

However, he didn't have any fear. With his current strength, he didn't fear anyone in a one-on-one fight. Moreover, he had a powerful bloodline like the Elder Blood as a trump card. Even if he fought the strongest mortal in the Witcher world, Vilgefortz, he was confident in a battle.

As long as he didn't expose his identity as a witcher and bring any trouble to his good brothers, even if Dante became the world's number one wanted criminal, it would be a small problem, and it could even increase his deterrent power.

"Then let's set a goal of killing Henselt before this public trial and formulate a plan."

"It's really boring to always be on guard against such a bastard. Letting Kaedwen fall into chaos is also helpful for the evacuation and rescue of non-human races."

"However, I don't have any eyes and ears in Kaedwen and can't get any information. The matter of collecting information has to be left to you."

"After the information is collected, let's formulate a battle plan."

Seeing that Wayne set a goal of killing the king in a few words, Francesca was hesitant instead. She moved a step closer to Wayne, a look of worry flashing in her eyes, and persuaded softly: "Will it be too reckless to do this, Wayne?"

"The number of humans is now dozens of times that of elves. Once they discover that the murderer who killed the king is an elf, our situation will become very difficult."

Wayne grinned upon hearing this, reached out his finger to lift Francesca's beautiful face, and said confidently, but with an indifferent tone:

"Then just don't let them find out."

"Anyway, the one who killed him is Dante, which has nothing to do with elves or witchers."

"The fewer people involved in this matter, the better. It must be someone who is completely trusted. You just need to tell me a time and place, and I will solve the rest."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion of mine. If you have other plans, we can discuss it again."

Speaking of this, his indifferent tone changed and became somewhat admonishing:

"However, my lady, the reason why the Aen Seidhe elves in the past retreated steadily under the human offensive was because they lacked a kind of determination, lacked the courage to fight to the death, and gave humans enough time to develop in hesitation."

"If you could have defeated them when they first landed, the world would definitely not be like it is now."

"Hesitation leads to defeat. There are not many choices left for us now."

Francesca didn't care about the young witcher's rude behavior. She turned her head slightly, considering what Wayne said, but still hesitated and said:

"This matter is of great importance. I have to discuss it with the sages of the elf race."

"Don't act rashly for now. After we discuss it properly, we will discuss the feasibility of this matter."

Wayne retracted his finger and shrugged indifferently, saying:

"Just consider it clearly yourself, my lady."

Then, he remembered one thing and said to Francesca:

"By the way, the batch of mercenaries I hired has been busy in Wyzima for almost two months, and they have already achieved considerable results."

"Don't rush to leave. You can share lunch with us at noon, and in the afternoon, you can take those refugees away together."

At noon that day, Wayne showed off his world-class cooking skills in his mansion again, cooking more than a dozen delicious dishes to treat his old friends and new friends.

Letho and others from the Viper School and the young girl Syanna were tasting Wayne's craft for the first time.

The food that was enough to conquer anyone's appetite directly stunned them, and then they began to wolf down the food regardless of their image.

These people never thought that Wayne, who looked so tough and rich and enjoyed life so much, would actually possess such miraculous cooking skills.

And Berengar and Alex, who had grown into a half-grown boy, hadn't eaten Wayne's cooking for a long time, and they all ate with great relish. Among all the people, it was estimated that only Francesca could maintain the temperament of a lady, eating elegantly in small bites, showing her beauty and elegance at all times.

After lunch, Wayne took Francesca, who was also disguised as a human girl, to find the mercenary stronghold of the little beauty cat Julia, and met the little beauty cat there.

Nowadays, with the support of Wayne's "money power," the Cat Claw Mercenary Group of the little beauty cat had expanded to thirty members, which could be considered to have entered a period of vigorous development.

And their work ability didn't disappoint. Over the past two months, they not only recruited those poor non-human races in the slums of Wyzima who were willing to go to other places to make a living, but also painted a beautiful future for them, and even paid a lot of settlement fees.

At the same time, they also began to cast a wide net, sending members of their mercenary group to several other large cities in Temeria, and established some strongholds for recruiting non-human races in other places, laying the foundation for future recruitment work.

Nowadays, they had gathered about seven hundred members of non-human races in an abandoned village outside the city, among which the number of elves was about four hundred.

Such results already surprised Wayne quite a bit. Although these people could only increase his rescue task by more than four hundred points, not even enough to redeem a Master-level treasure chest.

But being able to recruit so many people in two months showed that this work had entered the right track, and future gains would be greater and greater, and the points in the later stage would also snowball, becoming more and more.

After some simple pleasantries, Julia took Wayne and Francesca to the outskirts of the city to see those non-human refugees who were settled outside the city.

As expected of a top student who graduated from a military academy, Julia's management was orderly, and the semi-military management made the entire village look very orderly, and the mental outlook of the refugees was also quite good.

Wayne immediately paid the amount that should be paid to Julia readily.

The huge sum of nearly ten thousand Orens instantly dazzled the eyes of the female mercenary leader who was only twenty years old this year, and at the same time, it also put her heart, which had been hanging, down.

You know, even if Wayne gave her a considerable amount of start-up capital, recruiting and settling these seven hundred-plus non-human refugees and buying various supplies almost exhausted all the savings of their Cat Claw Mercenary Group, and even caused them to bear considerable debt.

If Wayne's mansion wasn't in the city, and the monk could run but the temple couldn't, Julia would have almost thought she was crazy or cheated for such a large expenditure.

But now, having obtained such a large sum of funds, the Cat Claw Mercenary Group would soon enter a faster development channel. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before it would leap from a small mercenary group to a large mercenary group.

And Wayne's move of taking out a large sum of gold without any delay also made Francesca look sideways.

She had originally prepared to pay this money first, after all, she would also have to pay Wayne task rewards per head later, but she didn't expect her clansman to be more financially capable than imagined.

After the delivery was completed, Wayne took the opportunity to hand over these results to the elf sorceress and obtained more than four hundred and fifty points.

And Francesca's subsequent actions also completely demonstrated her strength as a top sorceress.

With the help of a magic array, the elf sorceress set up a large illusion array outside this abandoned village to cover it up, directly hiding the village, which could avoid the eyes and ears of idlers.

This was a long-term array. If one didn't hold a special magic item, others couldn't enter this manor.

And here, it could also take the opportunity to become one of the strongholds for delivering non-human refugees in the kingdom of Temeria in the future.

And after that, Francesca spent only one afternoon setting up a large portal in the village, directly connecting to a certain place in Dol Blathanna, and then with the help of some soldiers on the opposite side, transported all these seven hundred-plus refugees to Dol Blathanna.

By the time evening came, only the elf sorceress, who looked somewhat exhausted, was left in the entire manor.

Such a scene made the little beauty cat Julia, who Wayne specifically left behind to watch, stunned.

Although this female mercenary hadn't seen sorceresses, being able to transport nearly seven hundred people in one afternoon, this could no longer be described as ordinary power; it was simply a great power.

Wayne, who was standing beside her, patted Julia on the shoulder and said meaningfully:

"Miss Julia, we will have a long time to cooperate in the future. You are a smart person, and you should understand some rules."

"I won't interfere with the development of the Cat Claw Mercenary Group, but I hope you can be as cautious as possible. Don't recruit some low-quality members or guys who are easy to become traitors into your mercenary group for the sake of rapid development and growth."

"You now have a lot of money, and you also have the support of our extraordinary power behind you. You can take your time to pick and choose carefully to build an elite team, not a mob."

"Your road ahead is still long, and in the current entire mercenary group, I only trust you alone."

"As long as you work for us well, the benefits you will get in the future will be far more than you imagine."

After beating Julia, Wayne took the exhausted Francesca back home.

However, the elf sorceress didn't stay long. She took some cakes and snacks Wayne gave her and opened a portal overnight to return to Dol Blathanna.

Although he didn't know what means she used to persuade so many refugees to go to Dol Blathanna to live, as the manager of Dol Blathanna, with so many people coming at once, she had to go back and arrange it personally.

And after dealing with these urgent matters, Wayne could finally be free to deal with his own affairs.

The most important of these, of course, was harvesting the treasure chests he had stored for four months.

From returning to Kaer Morhen to spend the winter last year until now, he had been waiting for the opportunity to open the treasure chests.

Of course, the main reason was that the treasure chests harvested in the past few months were all ordinary and expert-level, and there was not much expectation.

But after returning from Toussaint this time, his system already had four more Master-level treasure chests. The first two were obtained in the Toussaint mission, and the latter two were rewards for the task of rebuilding the Witcher Order.

Now everything was ready, waiting only for the next lucky day.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 229 =====