Chapter 97

That night, the area around the fire outside the green dragon's lair was exceptionally lively.

Witchers, a bard, a knight, a sorceress, a mage, dragons, and a cute hatchling—people of different races and professions shared a simple dinner, chatted about topics they were interested in, and then, after sunrise, went their separate ways one after another.

Although Dandelion had finished his studies for the first half of the year, he was a man who couldn't stay idle. Just as the dragon-hunting incident here ended, he was already prepared to go to other countries to find more stories worthy of being written into poems by him.

This was a man who seemed unreliable but was actually very hardworking and had great initiative. From a long time ago, he had been working hard to become the number one bard in the North.

Every major event Geralt encountered had his participation, and every time he could turn danger into safety—was this good luck or bad luck?

Although the mage Dorregaray did not provide any substantial help throughout the whole process, Borch was a generous person, and he gifted Dorregaray a golden dragon scale that had fallen off him as a gift.

Although it couldn't be counted as a valuable thank-you gift, it was very much in line with the preferences of this mage who advocated the balance of all things, and it was treasured by the mage, which could be considered a good connection.

As for the Borch family, they prepared to live in this cave for a few more days, waiting for the green dragon's injuries to fully recover and the little hatchling to grow a bit more, before officially setting off with the Zerrikanian tribal warriors to return to Zerrikania.

And by that time, Borch would visit Wayne halfway and deliver the promised reward to Wayne's hands.

As for the bickering couple Geralt and Yennefer.

"What? You are going to have an audience with the Lady of the Lake?"

Geralt was full of surprise upon hearing this, looking at Wayne's calm expression, and even felt it was a bit absurd.

What did this guy think having an audience with the Lady of the Lake was? A visit between friends? But thinking that when in Wyzima, Wayne also stayed at Keira's place every few days, completely disregarding her status as a royal advisor, he felt a bit relieved instantly.

This young witcher was different from their predecessors of the Wolf School; he was still very young, still at a very active age, more enthusiastic and motivated than other witchers.

Wayne nodded, looked at Yennefer beside Geralt, and said, "Yes, I promised Lady Yennefer to help her ask Her Excellency the Lady of the Lake if there is any way to help her restore her fertility."

"Moreover, I also have things I need to consult Her Excellency the Lady about."

After hearing Wayne's answer, Geralt silently looked at his sorceress. As a veteran simp for Yennefer, he knew very well that the fertility issue had always been Yennefer's heart disease; this was a wish the sorceress desperately craved, and once, for this wish, she even attempted to control the djinn in the lamp, almost losing her life.

But thinking about it, as a witcher, he couldn't make a woman pregnant, so after Yennefer restored her fertility, whose child would she conceive?

Thinking of this question, Geralt suddenly felt that his silver hair was about to change color.

Seeing Wayne keep his promise and care about her affairs, Yennefer looked at this young witcher with some surprise, and at the same time, her ill will toward him decreased a little.

Actually, if you really want to talk about it, Yennefer had one-quarter elven blood, and Wayne had one-half elven blood; in the eyes of humans, both were considered half-elves.

"Thank you, Wayne. If you truly help me fulfill this wish, I will never forget your help."

Seeing that neither Geralt nor Yennefer objected anymore, Wayne turned his head to look at the knight Eike, who had been forgotten by everyone in the corner. This Eike from Denesle had become very silent since he woke up, seemingly knowing that he had become a cripple, feeling at a loss and losing the motivation to live on.

Wayne didn't sympathize with him, just felt it was a pity.

"Geralt, when I go to have an audience with the Lady of the Lake later, you carry the knight Eike and come with us."

"Ordinary people can no longer treat him; if Her Excellency the Lady is willing to help him, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope."

Of course, whether to save him or not depended on the Lady of the Lake's own thoughts. Eike could be said to be an extremely simple yet extremely complex person. To ordinary civilians, he was definitely a good person, but to his own family, he was neither a good father nor a good husband.

However, he was extremely pious in his faith, and his combat power was among the top tier of ordinary humans. If he could truly convert to the faith of the Lady of the Lake, he would be a very useful tool.

Bringing him to the Lady of the Lake could also be considered a return of favor to the Lady.

After the four of them left the green dragon's lair, they didn't go very far. The Lady of the Lake had once said that as long as it was a lake, regardless of size, Wayne could contact her there.

Yesterday, when riding the green dragon in the sky, he had discovered a small lake in the forest, and now the destination of the group was there.

It is worth mentioning that Wayne's mount, Lucifer, was well kept by Tia and Vya, and Yennefer's black stallion was also found back by the sorceress through magic. However, Geralt's Roach was not so lucky; when the White Wolf found this gray mare, it had already been eaten by beasts in the forest, leaving only half left.

Fortunately, in the dragon-hunting squad, the three Reaver brothers were all dead, and their mounts had become ownerless property. Wayne let Geralt choose a younger mare as his new mount, and unsurprisingly, the name of this horse was still named Roach by the White Wolf.

Wayne led the three into the forest, but before obtaining the Lady of the Lake's consent, he did not bring them to the lakeside to have an audience with the Lady together. Such an act of making decisions without authorization was too impolite to a deity.

So Wayne only let Geralt and Yennefer wait hundreds of meters away, and after he saw the Lady of the Lake, he would let the Lady decide whether to see them.

Soon, only Wayne was left by the lake in this forest. He came to the lake water, looked at the lake water as clear as a mirror, and according to the method taught by the Lady, slowly extended his right hand wearing the ring into the water, while silently chanting the name of the Lady of the Lake in his mouth, imagining the image of the Lady in his heart.

And just as he did so, the ring he wore on his right hand also changed back into a wisp of golden long hair following his intent.

That wisp of long hair did not leave Wayne's finger, but as if it could grow freely, it quickly extended from his right hand to the center of the lake.

After a "ding-dong" sound that seemed to strike the soul, a circular ripple emerged from the center of the lake, and a beautiful young girl, completely naked, with a perfect figure, draped in a white light gauze, and revealing an atmosphere of holiness and peace all over her body, stood out of thin air on the lake water.

She looked at Wayne quietly with those blue eyes like the sky, parted her red lips, and said, "My warrior, you summoned me; what do you need help with?"

Wayne first stared at the Lady with appreciative eyes for a few seconds, then lowered his head, bowed slightly, and said, "Yes, Your Excellency the Lady, I do have a few things I would like to ask your thoughts on."

(End of chapter)