Chapter 307: A Natural Captain

"This is a friend of mine from another world, named Heral. He is a Magitech Knight. As the captain of this magic ship, he will work for our Witcher Order for a long time in the future."

The witchers' speed was indeed quite fast. Lambert, who had been resting in the Order recently, was the first to rush over with his weapon, followed by Vesemir, whose expression was a bit solemn.

The old witcher's body had deteriorated a bit now, and his strength was much worse than in his prime. Although he was still an experienced expert compared to most witchers, both his physical strength and his bones could no longer sustain intense combat.

Geralt estimated that after the Cat School witcher Gaetan finished testing the secondary mutation experiment, he would arrange it for the old man as soon as possible.

Even if it wasn't to improve the old man's strength, it would be best to increase the old witcher's lifespan; this could be considered a small token of his gratitude to the old man.

Moreover, he remembered that in the plot, there was an old flame of the old man in Novigrad, who should still be a mature widow now. If there was a chance to go there, he would see if he could play matchmaker, which would be a beautiful story for the two of them.

Besides, he had such a large piece of Azerite Ore in his hand, which was very effective for nourishing the body and soul, and was itself a super potion that could save lives at critical moments.

He would have to arrange it for his good brothers when the time came. Geralt had always been generous; when he had good things, he would never forget his relatives and friends.

"Holy crap, you've given us another big surprise, Geralt."

After confirming that it wasn't an enemy, Lambert's habit of teasing returned.

He was saying teasing words, but his expression was one of amazement as he looked at the huge flying magic ship in the sky.

He clicked his tongue twice, then continued:

"Those Royal Griffin eggs you brought back last time have become Eskel's treasures."

"For the past two years, that guy hasn't even had the heart to accept contracts. He guards those little guys that have just grown feathers every day, taking care of them like his own son."

"Just hoping that one day he can ride them and fly all over the world."

"As a result, he hasn't even ridden the Royal Griffin yet, but this flying magic ship of yours is too high-end; it's simply beyond my imagination."

"If you were to fly this outside and be seen by those nobles, kings, or sorcerers, wouldn't it turn the whole world upside down?"

Geralt smiled when he heard this. Lambert's worry wasn't actually redundant. Although flying magic ships weren't unique in this world—the Wild Hunt of the Elves possessed their own flying ships, and more than one—

but if others knew that the Witcher Order possessed a huge aerial warship like the Dragon Boat, it would definitely arouse the wariness of all rulers.

After all, looking at the military strength of most kingdoms, they didn't have the strength to deal with such large aerial combat units.

Such a weapon of mass destruction already seriously threatened the safety of all rulers, and could even ignore any city walls and defenses, air-dropping a batch of troops at any time to capture the leader first and carry out a decapitation operation.

How could it not arouse the wariness of those in power?

"Don't worry, Lambert. I'm not that high-profile. Without enough certainty, I won't fly this magic ship around the world."

Vesemir nodded solemnly when he heard this, and said earnestly:

"It's good that you think so, child."

"The new Witcher Order you built, although it has surpassed the Witcher Order of our time in scale and strength, has developed very smoothly in the past few years."

"However, you rose too fast, your foundation is too shallow, and you haven't been tested by any trials."

"And you should also be very clear about the current status of us witchers in the entire North. The Witcher Order of the past was attacked by sorcerers and mobs because it touched the interests of others, leading to the disintegration of the entire Order."

"Even now, those several schools that branched out from us have all withered away due to the encirclement and suppression by sorcerers and armies."

Speaking of this, the old witcher sighed and continued: "I'm afraid that in the future, after the new Witcher Order has trained more witchers, it will still be difficult for us to escape such a fate."

"But at least, before the foundation of the new Witcher Order is stable, child, don't make too many enemies."

"Our swords are sharp, but the daggers stabbed from the shadows are also very fatal."

Listening to the advice of his teacher and good brother, Geralt behaved very obediently, indicating that he had heard it all and promised not to do anything too outrageous.

After getting such an answer from Geralt, those Order members who had rushed over because of this unexpected situation slowly dispersed.

Geralt didn't mind this. He wouldn't get carried away because his own strength had far exceeded his colleagues, and when facing relatives and friends, he always treated them with an equal attitude.

After a small storm ended, Geralt turned his head to look at the huge magic ship in the sky, but he was in a dilemma.

You know, high-level magic facilities like magic ships weren't like weapons and armor that you could just wear and use.

He had to spend several years just to learn how to use a small computer. Did he expect to be able to drive such a mysterious and powerful magic ship without any learning?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and suddenly Geralt had a flash of inspiration. He turned his head to look at the Magitech Knight Heral, who had been standing not far away and looked a bit wooden, and asked tentatively:

"Heral, as a Magitech Knight, do you possess the skills to drive a space magic ship?"

"Are you confident that you can drive the magic ship above our heads?"

Hearing Geralt's question, Heral turned his head to look at his master and said respectfully: "Respected Master, as an intelligent armed Magitech Knight, many professional skills have been instilled in my intelligent system."

"Among them is the program for driving various models of space magic ships."

"However, the magic ship you are referring to has no matching model or data in my system."

"I cannot be sure if I have the ability to drive it."

"However, my intelligent system possesses learning capabilities. As long as you give me enough time, I should be able to learn the driving skills for any type of magic ship."

Hearing this answer, Geralt felt no disappointment at all, but rather a slight joy. This Magitech Knight was powerful, absolutely loyal, and possessed a learning system; he was simply a natural captain.

If he stayed on the magic ship, he could not only protect this precious magic ship and prevent those conspiratorial rats with ulterior motives from having any bad ideas,

but he could also serve as a strong reinforcement, supporting others in the Order who needed help at any time.

Regarding this, Geralt nodded, then used the Maze Master's ability to control the ring and waved his hand gently, transferring Heral and himself to the Dragon Boat in the sky.

He first carefully inspected the magic ship from top to bottom, admiring this masterpiece of the Xianglong Empire in the Toril world.

Then he ordered the Magitech Knight: "Heral, I appoint you as the captain of this magic ship. You need to learn how to operate this ship as soon as possible and await my orders at any time."

"As you command, Master!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 308 =====