Chapter 59: Keira
"Spend two months specially transporting it from Toussaint..."
Wayne pondered for a few seconds, feeling that this method not only took as long as two months, cost more money, but also owed Leuvaarden a favor, which was really not worth it, and could only be used as a last resort.
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Leuvaarden. However, I want to look for it in the market first to see if there are the blacksmithing materials I need."
"If I need it later, I will come to trouble you again."
Leuvaarden nodded kindly, indicating that he didn't mind. He turned the gemstone ring on his index finger with his thumb, thought about it, and then said with a smile:
"However, Wayne, I did hear a piece of gossip."
"Five days later, the royal advisor of Temeria, Lady Keira Metz, is preparing to hold a birthday banquet at her home."
"This beautiful sorceress lady is very fond of fine wine and jewelry, and has extensive connections and is quite wealthy. Perhaps in her wine cabinet, there is a bottle or two of the fine wine you need, East of the East."
"If you want to go to her and try it, I can help you get an invitation to the birthday banquet."
"How about it? Are you interested?"
Keira Metz. Hearing this name, Wayne was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this was the sorceress who might become a barbecue in Novigrad in the future.
His understanding of Keira was only from a few quests in The Witcher 3 game.
Judging from her performance in the game, this sorceress had a good heart and was the kind of spellcaster who liked luxury, romance, and had a simple mind.
Compared with other sorceress peers who were good at playing conspiracies, Keira's cultivation was still too shallow, and in the end, she was pitted and almost died at the hands of ordinary people.
If she really had East of the East, perhaps she could exchange it for a bottle through interest exchange.
After getting this unexpected news, Wayne expressed his gratitude to Leuvaarden again, but didn't show too much.
Sorceresses were a symbol of trouble, and he had no friendship with Keira. Even if he contacted her, he might not be able to achieve his goal.
So, this plan could only be used as a backup plan and considered again.
After saying goodbye to Leuvaarden, Wayne left the Kingfisher Inn. He found the dwarf Andrew again, and after making an appointment with this young dwarf to drink together in the evening, he began to inquire about news of other blacksmith shops in Wyzima.
Only peers knew peers best. For a layman like Wayne, wanting to find those three rare materials in such a large city was undoubtedly very difficult.
He could only pin his hopes on this new dwarf blacksmith friend he had just met, hoping he could provide him with some news.
Unfortunately, the news he got from Andrew also made him quite disappointed.
"It's a pity, my friend. Dimeritium, which is often called dimeritium by everyone, is still kept in blacksmith shops or shops."
"But materials like meteorite iron and moon dust are very rare and hard to find. Each one is worth hundreds of orens, and no blacksmith shop will keep these materials in stock."
"Even if everyone wants them, they need to order them one or two months in advance. Whether they can buy them in the end depends on luck."
Seeing Wayne frown, the young dwarf scratched his chin and said:
"However, I heard that some sorcerers will use these two materials to make magic equipment. You might be able to ask them."
Getting the same result, Wayne was also quite helpless.
Sure enough, judging from the current situation, sorcerers mastered a large amount of advanced resources. As the most powerful organization that had ruled the northern magic field for thousands of years, the Sorcerers Brotherhood was a big mountain that many people couldn't bypass.
Throughout the afternoon, Wayne didn't give up and kept tossing and turning in various shops in Wyzima, but unfortunately, he still found nothing.
In the end, he had to drink a good wine with Andrew at the Kingfisher Inn and then returned home to rest helplessly.
Old Wyzima was ultimately just an inland city. Because it was too narrow and too dilapidated in the past, it couldn't be considered prosperous, and the merchants coming and going here were not as frequent as in the capitals of other kingdoms, which caused the lack of various materials.
If it were the legendary free city of Novigrad, perhaps these materials could be gathered quickly.
Since he couldn't buy them in the market, and Wayne didn't want to wait for two months, he finally decided to adopt the backup plan and go to contact the sorcerers in the city.
According to the intelligence he had gathered, there were currently three royal advisors assisting King Foltest, namely Keira Metz, Triss Merigold, and Fercart.
Two sorceresses and one male sorcerer.
Wayne, who had played the game and read the novel, knew a little about Keira and Triss.
But for the male sorcerer Fercart, the deepest impression Wayne had was that this was a dragon-set character who defected to the southern Nilfgaard Empire in the future Thanedd coup, defected to Vilgefortz, and then hung up like a dragon-set.
Neither had any eye-catching achievements nor any special talents, and had no sense of existence.
After careful consideration, Wayne decided to start with Keira. Whether it was obtaining East of the East from her or obtaining meteorite iron and moon dust through her channels, it was a good result.
Moreover, Wayne actually had another idea in his heart.
At present, the matter of the Striga in the city was beginning to ferment and had become the most annoying trouble for King Foltest.
As a Witcher, Wayne didn't intend to appear in front of King Foltest actively, nor did he intend to actively accept this contract.
Things that are easily obtained are always cheap and not cherished by people.
But if he got involved with the royal advisor of Temeria, one day, when this trouble became more and more intense, the sorceresses would recommend him to the king.
At that time, he could adopt a strategy of playing hard to get, waiting for Foltest to invite him actively.
Only then would his favor not appear so cheap, and he wouldn't be suspected.
Thinking of this, Wayne took out paper and pen and began to write a sincere visit letter.
He didn't intend to ask Leuvaarden for an invitation to the birthday banquet because that would be too passive and too conspicuous.
A Witcher still couldn't be too high-profile, otherwise, it would easily arouse the hostility of some people.
He prepared to contact Keira privately first, just hoping that the name of the Witcher could attract the interest of this sorceress.
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This evening, Keira returned to her mansion from the palace.
During this period of time, because of the construction of the new city, not only the town hall but the entire Kingdom of Temeria was in a quite busy state.
And as royal advisors assisting the kingdom, she and Triss and others certainly couldn't be spared.
Not only did they have to help the king handle government affairs, but they also had to arrange various magic defense facilities in the newly built palace and deal with supernatural events appearing in various places, which could simply be said to be too busy to handle.
However, for this busyness, Keira felt that she was willing to do it. She was originally the kind of woman who loved luxury, loved power, and liked to be respected by others.
Although she had only been a royal advisor for a few years, compared with the boring study life in Aretuza, this feeling of being noticed by everyone and enjoying power made Keira feel that her hard study for the past few decades had not been in vain.
"Lady Keira, someone sent a visit letter today. Would you like to see it?"
Hearing the maid's inquiry, Keira lay in the bath filled with rose petals, letting the warm spring water flow slowly over her smooth skin. She stretched and asked lazily:
"Whose visit letter is it, Maisie?"
"If it's those merchants or some wealthy citizens, you don't have to show it to me."
"Anyway, they are all greedy and stupid guys who don't know their status and want to get a share of the pie in the New Wyzima matter."
The maid called Maisie looked at the envelope and hesitated for a second or two before saying:
"It was sent by a handsome man, but the signature on the envelope is very strange, Witcher Wayne."
"Lady Keira, do the legendary Witchers really exist?"
"Do those guys really steal children and then kill them?"
Keira was stunned for a second or two when she heard this, and then sneered and said:
"Witchers, really rare."
"Also, Maisie, you must not believe those stupid rumors in the market."
"Like you ordinary people, being able to live safely outside the city instead of being eaten into the monster's stomach, owes a lot to these Witchers."
"Hmm, interesting, bring the letter to me and let me see."
"Even for me, I have only seen records about Witchers in books. It is said that they are a group of sword masters who know a little magic tricks but whose bodies have undergone mutations."
Speaking of this, Keira licked her lips subconsciously and asked:
"By the way, you said he is a handsome man, does he look strong?"
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