Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 122 Ambition and Winning

After listening to Wayne's speech, Francesca picked up a glass of elf-specific Hundred Flowers Brew, took a sip, thought for more than ten seconds, and said:

"What you said is very good. We can't hope for the kindness of the enemy. Our people live under the surveillance of human beings, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they will face their butcher knives at any time."

Having said that, the sorceress raised her head to look into Wayne's eyes, a look of distress appeared on her beautiful face, and her voice became much deeper.

"It's a pity, Wayne, it's very difficult to change the status quo. The high-level human beings don't treat non-human races with contempt or indifference as you imagine."

"Including you demon hunters, they are very shrewd and sober, and they know who their enemies are. Whether they are non-human races or demon hunters, the reason why they are in such a harsh social environment is all because of their intentions. For that."

"And once we make a big move, we will be discovered by them immediately, causing their counterattack. Do you think that there are not many inhuman genocide incidents living under the rule of human beings for thousands of years?"

The sorceress' eyes became a little confused, and she said softly:

"It's not that we don't want to change or make the elves' situation better, it's just that we don't dare to act rashly."

"But if we don't make changes, the situation will only get worse. After all, our elves are too weak."

"Thousands of years ago, our war with human beings was completely defeated. Now that thousands of years have passed, the strength of human beings has expanded several times. Today, it is even more impossible for us to defeat them on the frontal battlefield."

Wayne was a little surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect that the leader of the elves who took refuge in the Kingdom of Nilfgaard in the original book and was like a chamber pot, who was used and thrown away, could see things so clearly. Thought-of.

He pondered for a few seconds, and decided to release some dry goods, because indeed, as Francesca said, the situation of the demon hunter is the same as that of the non-human race, and helping them is also helping the demon hunter himself.

So he opened his mouth and said:
"Ms. Francesca, I wonder if you have heard of Islin's prophecy. Do you believe in this prophecy?"

Francesca, as a powerful female sorceress, is of course very clear about this prophecy from the elf prophet. Even, they are far better than everyone in this world about the truth of the "Hoarfrost End" mentioned in the prophecy. all clear.

She nodded slightly, with no abnormal expression on her face, and said lightly:
"Of course I have heard this prophecy. This elf prophet named Islin was once a friend of my father's."

"For this prophecy, the common people at the bottom don't believe it, and they don't even know this prophecy at all, but whether it's the middle and high level of human beings, all the casters, or the leaders of various races, they all have corresponding interpretations of this prophecy. "

"And many things mentioned in the prophecy have been confirmed in reality. Of course, I also believe in the warning given to us by this elf prophet."

Wayne nodded, glanced at Toruwell, who was sitting next to the two of them drinking and thinking deeply, and then looked back at Francesca, saying:

"Actually, I also believe in this prophecy."

"The time of sword and ax is near, the age of the cold wolf and snow. The time of hoarfrost and white light is coming, it is the age of madness and contempt: the age of the end. The world will die in frost, and be born in the new The sun is reborn. That is also when the seed Hen Ichaer - the blood of the ancients - sows is reborn. This seed will not germinate, but will blaze."

"Howl you all, for the destroyer of nations is coming. Your lands will be trampled and divided. Your cities will be burned and their inhabitants will flee. Your homes will be haunted by bats and night owls and crows, Snakes and insects will also make their nests in it."

After finishing the fable in a low voice, he sighed and said:
"According to the prophecy, wars, natural disasters, plagues, and killings will soon come to this world again."

"Look at the current status of the northern countries, the south, and even other continents."

"Actually, this prophecy is not unreasonable. Human beings are a selfish and xenophobic race."

"They have already occupied a dominant position in this world, and no other race can become their enemy. The only enemy left is humans themselves."

"So next, they will have civil strife because they have no foreign enemies, and they will fight for power and interests, which will lead to wars."

"And when wars sweep across the entire human race, sweeping across the entire continent, and when they kill each other, it's the long-awaited opportunity for other non-human races."

"This time will not be too long, maybe ten years, maybe 20 years, when the legendary blood of the ancients reappears, it will also indicate that the era described in the prophecy has come."

"Before that, whether it's demon hunters, dwarves, or elves, all the rare races that can only struggle to survive under the oppression of humans, all they have to do is to unite together, accumulate strength, and wait for an opportunity .”

"And this opportunity is not far away from us."

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After a dinner, Wayne and Toruwell bid farewell to Francesca and returned to Kaedwen's elf ruins.

As they said at the beginning, this was just an ordinary dinner, an ordinary conversation. The two just chatted about their own thoughts and understood each other's attitude, and quickly ended this contact.

It's like making a new friend. Before the two parties have enough trust, they will not really reveal their cards and their true thoughts to the other party.

Still, as one of the most powerful sorceresses in the world, the beautiful Mademoiselle Francesca, she was extraordinarily generous.

Facing the poor demon hunter Wayne, the elf lady not only gave him two pieces of precious magic inner armor from the elves' treasury, as an extra reward when cleaning up the relics, but also promised that if there is a need for spells in the future If you have any difficulties, the lady will also provide assistance as appropriate.

Although the two sides didn't say it clearly, they have secretly reached a subtle cooperative relationship. In some urgent situations, there is already an additional partner to cooperate with.

Wayne is quite satisfied with this. In a sense, the sorceress Francesca, who is also an elf, is more trustworthy than Keira, who has already had a close relationship with him.

Because both parties have a common dilemma and a common goal, and Keira, as a warlock of the human race, will naturally consider the interests of the human race, which cannot be controlled by the so-called lover relationship that can be easily abandoned.

It's just that now, no matter whether it is his personal strength or personal power, he can't reach an equal cooperative relationship with Ms. Francesca, who almost has the resources of the entire elf race, so many plans cannot be implemented.

However, Wayne is not in a hurry. It is now 1250, and it is only the second year since he became a demon hunter. Before the real chaos erupts, he has almost ten years to develop his own strength and influence.

For a demon hunter who is powerful in itself and also has the help of the system, this kind of time is enough.

According to the development of the plot, next year, the great Daughter of Destiny, Ciri should be born, and he can also successfully meet the future man who can stir up the northern and southern countries and start a war that sweeps across the entire continent. Emhyr the disco.

After returning to the ruins, Wayne didn't show any pretense, and went straight into the female elf's room. When he and the female elf were rubbing each other's ears and entangled in the bathtub, he suddenly thought of something and asked:
"Toruville, I heard that elves are good at archery. Do you know the master who makes bows and arrows?"

Toruwell was a little confused at first, but when she suddenly heard Wayne's question, she raised her head and looked at the witcher reproachfully, then bit his throat with her probe, and said:
"Do you want to make a bow and arrow? The bow and arrow I gave you should already belong to the top-grade bow and arrow."

Wayne grinned, hugged Toruwell's slender waist, and made the two of them stick closer together, before saying:
"You should be aware of my arm strength. That bow and arrow is no longer able to use my strength. I happen to have a green dragon's dragon tendon in my luggage. Maybe I can use it to make some more powerful bows and arrows."

"There is also the leather of the green dragon. I didn't know your figure, so I couldn't tailor a set of dragon leather armor for you."

"If you know a skilled craftsman, I can give you some dragon skins and let you make them yourself. Of course, you also have a share of bows and arrows."

Toruwell couldn't help showing a smile on his face when he heard that, the dragon skin armor, and the bow and arrow made of dragon tendon are all very precious and rare equipment.

After all, now that dragons are extremely rare, so-called dragon slaying incidents only occur every few decades, and most of the targets hunted are fake sub-dragons. Real dragon equipment is extremely rare.

The elf leaned her head and kissed Wayne's lips, and said with a hint of sweetness in her tone:

"Okay, leave this matter to me. There are some master craftsmen in Baihua Valley. They inherit the exquisite skills of the elf kingdom. I will ask them to help you make it."

(End of this chapter)