Chapter 318: Grand Master Tissaia

After a few minutes of consideration, Wayne agreed to the condition.

It was a joke to pass up an owner of the Elder Blood—even if it was an illegitimate child, even if the father was unknown, and even if the gender was unknown.

However, this was the Elder Blood. Whether as a witcher apprentice, a tool, or—to be more deranged—as research material, it was an extremely precious resource.

Perhaps only ignorant mortals like the Cintra royal family would treat the blessing of such blood as a curse or a nuisance.

Wayne could even imagine the expression on the faces of the beautiful sorceress Francesca and the wizened sage Ida if they knew his Witcher Order had just picked up an Elder Blood carrier in Cintra for free.

And like in the original story, the Wild Hunt spent over a decade bitterly pursuing Ciri across countless worlds, only to end up crashing and burning—wasn't it all just to get their hands on a pure-blooded Elder Blood carrier?

Vilgefortz in the original story was the same; he racked his brains, conducted countless studies, plotted countless conspiracies, and even helped Emhyr ascend the throne, only to be slain by Geralt's sword in the end—all for the sake of the Elder Blood.

Unexpectedly, the tables had turned, and Master Wayne was about to have this treasure fall into his hands without even having to resort to any schemes.

Could this also be the influence of his Luck attribute? He pondered this question internally, but his face revealed no joy, as he did not want others to see his covetousness for the Elder Blood.

"I agree to this condition, Your Majesty."

"However, I would like to ask King Eist for a small favor, or Archdruid Mousesack would be fine as well."

King Eist, who had been silent, was surprised to hear this; he did not know what he could possibly help Wayne with.

However, the king had a forthright personality and always repaid kindness. After hearing Wayne's words, he exchanged a look with the old druid Mousesack and said heartily: "No problem, Wayne. You helped me save Pavetta and spared me the pain of losing a loved one. You are a forever friend of the Cintra royal family. If you need any help, I will absolutely go all out and spare nothing."

Truly a forthright Skellige man; unlike the hypocritical nobles, they were people who valued emotions.

Wayne sighed with emotion internally, unable to stop a smile from appearing on his face as he said: "It is nothing troublesome, King Eist."

Seeing everyone looking at him, he spoke in a calm and unhurried tone:

"You all should be aware that I have established a new Witcher Order, wanting to change the miserable lives of witchers and let my brethren live a little better."

"But there are not many witchers left, and every school has withered away, which truly makes me sad."

"Therefore, hearing that there are witcher companions of mine in the Skellige Isles, I would like to meet and chat with them."

"The Bear School they established has very little interaction with other schools inland, and they do not understand each other. This might be a good opportunity to let the brothers of the Bear School get to know us."

"As the most prestigious figures in the Skellige Isles, I hope King Eist and Mousesack can help introduce us."

Eist laughed upon hearing this, waved his hand, downed a cup of strong liquor, and said heartily:

"Absolutely no problem, Wayne. This is a small matter; no need to be so formal."

"After this banquet ends, I will arrange it."

"Speaking of Bear School witchers, I met a few of them when I was young. One Bear School witcher named Ned left a deep impression on me."

"He looked like a giant bear standing upright; even among the strong Skellige warriors, few could grow as strong as him."

I never expected King Eist to have had contact with a witcher from the Bear School; this counts as a pleasant surprise.

Having completed another task without a sound, Wayne was in a very pleasant mood. He took out some elven wine he had brought back from another world from his space bracelet and drank heartily with the few people present, winning their sincere praise and marking a good end to the banquet.

After the banquet ended, Wayne returned to the luxurious inn and reunited with his companions, announcing to Geralt and the others that this mission was basically completed. For the next month or so, Princess Pavetta would secretly undergo childbirth, while publicly claiming to be recuperating and refusing to see anyone.

Geralt and Yennefer would remain in Cintra, both to prevent accidents and continue protecting the Cintra royal family, and to serve as field instructors for Alex and Aragorn, helping the Kingdom of Cintra clear out monsters in the surrounding areas and conduct field training.

The White Wolf and Yennefer had no objections to this arrangement. Although Geralt felt a bit bored and wanted to return to Kaer Morhen early to continue enjoying life, he could not win against his girlfriend Yennefer.

This voluptuous black-haired sorceress had been secretly observing Geralt's Child of Destiny, Ciri, wanting to have more contact with her.

She knew from the oracle of the Lady of the Lake that this child was the offspring she had long craved, the child whose fate was intertwined with hers, so she was very attentive.

The reason she was so concerned about the affairs of the Kingdom of Cintra was largely due to this reason.

The little slave girl Syanna would also temporarily remain in the Kingdom of Cintra to handle matters related to the Wayne Chamber of Commerce.

Setting aside Cintra, which was a rising kingdom, even the Skellige Isles, the nation with the strongest maritime power among the Northern Kingdoms, was worth courting by the Wayne Chamber of Commerce.

With the current development of the Wizard World, neither the northern nor southern continents had established very powerful naval fleets and were still at the stage of relying on courage and navigation skills to steer ships. In these two points, the warriors of the Skellige Isles were the undisputed strongest.

If there was an opportunity to expand maritime trade, or even start an Age of Discovery, it would have epoch-making significance for the Wayne Chamber of Commerce.

After arranging the work for his subordinates, Wayne, according to his promise to the witch Ranni, soon arrived at Aretuza on the Isle of Thanedd.

This ancient academy was the same as when he last saw it, with no changes. Most of the people coming and going were young and beautiful sorceress apprentices, and the entire castle, under the protection of a huge magic array, was filled with an aura of mystery and wisdom.

In the academy, Wayne saw the red-haired sorceress Triss, whom he hadn't seen for over half a month. This chief sorceress of the Witcher Order was not lazy at all, spending most of her time every day immersed in the library, consulting a large amount of magic data, and was quite diligent.

When she discovered that her lover had come to the academy specifically to visit her, she was quite moved, immediately putting down her studies and staying in the room with Wayne for a day and a night without coming out, causing Triss's few good friends in the academy to tease the two, either openly or secretly.

As for the current headmistress, Margarita, she was still as enthusiastic as ever. Having not seen her for a long time, the sorceress with a perfect figure looked at the witcher Wayne with eyes that seemed like hooks; one moment of carelessness and she would want to hook him into bed for a round of intense combat.

However, because Triss was by his side, Wayne did not show any dissolute behavior, acting like a chaste man, not flirting with other women, and being quite well-behaved.

After staying at the academy for two days, he also made his request to Margarita. First, he spent about 200,000 orens to buy a photocopy of all the ordinary books that the academy could sell to the outside world.

Then, relying on his good relationship with the headmistress, he obtained the qualification to borrow restricted magic books in the library that were not considered core secrets, and quietly copied all those books into Kael'thas's magic book.

Life in the academy was very peaceful, basically without any waves. Every day, besides reading books in the library, he spent some time preparing food for Margarita and Triss.

The headmistress was still obsessed with his food. Every time they met, besides showing her covetousness for his strong body, she was more enthusiastic about mooching off his meals.

As for this gluttonous headmistress, Triss did not mind, and Wayne certainly would not take the initiative to refuse. After all, besides having a bit of a nymphomaniac attribute, Margarita was indeed a noble and quite capable sorceress, worthy of their interaction and courting.

Just like that, Wayne stayed in the academy for half a month, obtaining a large amount of books and data.

Triss's work on checking the data was also mostly completed, and she had more ideas for the research on witcher mutation experiments.

And just before they were about to leave, Francesca suddenly contacted him and informed him of an invitation.

The former headmistress of Aretuza, called Grand Master by many sorceresses, Tissaia de Vries, a high-ranking sorceress who was one of the members of the Supreme Council of the Sorcerers Brotherhood, wanted to meet him, seemingly wanting to discuss matters regarding the Witcher Order.

And as Tissaia's good friend, Francesca would also accompany her.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 319 =====