Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 90 Night Attack
"Dorrigare?" Geralt had never heard the name.

Dandelion grinned and said:
"Yes, Master Dorigaray, a very interesting person."

"He advocates the balance of all things, and humans should not interfere with all creatures in nature, even water ghosts, ghouls, and evil ghosts, all within his protection."

"An extreme endangered animal protectionist, he should appear in my poems, as a villain in the story, so interesting, haha."

Geralt was speechless for a moment. The woods were really big and there were all kinds of birds. Needless to say, being a monster hunter was definitely one of the most hated jobs for this magician.

He glanced at the magician who was still chattering outside the king's tent, and hurriedly dragged Dandelion into Yennefer's tent, so as not to be caught by this guy's tail and entangled, and it would be too troublesome up.

However, I have to feel the current status of mages and warlocks. Even if they face kings and nobles, they will not have any fear. They have the most powerful warlock brotherhood in the northern continent to support them. The lords also need to give them a little bit of face. It is impossible to place a random charge to judge them like dealing with ordinary people.

The two had been drinking in the tent, and Ye Naifa came back halfway and drove the two slightly drunk men out of his tent.

The journey is about to start, and the sorceress must pack her luggage. As a lady, she has a lot of luggage.

Geralt didn't care about this, he and Dandrian walked shoulder to shoulder and continued to drink on the haystack in the stable. It made him feel more comfortable than those hostile or contemptuous gazes.

Although King Niedamir was only the king of the small country of Kankorn, he was not petty. After preparing to set off, he took more than an hour to pack up the supplies for the camp, filling up twelve carriages.

Including the accompanying members of the dragon hunting team, soldiers, and members of the Holopol scouting team who were exploring the road ahead, there were about 150 people in total.

A group of people formed a huge team and entered the Great Keszhuo Mountains in a mighty way. Under the guidance of the local guide, they climbed from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. They walked for about six or seven hours until the sun set. Find an open space to camp again.

And it was about a third of the way to their destination, the green dragon's lair.

Leaving aside the various encounters along the way, in the early hours of the next day, a figure dressed in black who almost completely blended into the night sneaked into Yennefer's tent.

It was the witcher Wayne who came.

He originally wanted to look for Geralt in the tent, but Geralt, the famous white wolf, couldn't find it. He only saw a big white-haired dog lying on the wooden pillar in the center of the tent, as if taking a nap.

The big dog seemed to be quite alert. Wayne just opened the curtain of the tent, and he had a reaction. He immediately stood up from the ground, fixed his eyes on Wayne at the gate, and seemed to be screaming and pounced on him at any moment.

In order not to let the big white dog wake up the people around.

Wayne didn't even think about it, and an Axii seal was pushed over in an instant, and the big white dog immediately rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

And just as he was considering whether to knock the dog unconscious, unexpectedly, the big white dog was so determined that it suddenly recovered from the coma, opened its mouth, and said in Geralt's voice:

"Hold on, Wayne, it's me."

Wayne was stunned for a moment. He looked at the big white dog on the ground in shock, and then at the sorceress who was sleeping soundly not far away, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He thought, what kind of play is this? What a flower.

Geralt was also a little embarrassed at this time. If possible, he really didn't want to show such an ugly face in front of his good brother, but Wayne came to him dressed like this, he must have something important to discuss, and he couldn't help but expose himself.

"Let's go out and talk, don't wake up Ye Naifa, she has a bad temper."

Fortunately, Wayne's ability to accept was strong enough. Looking at the big white dog who was talking to him, he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and let Geralt crawl out first.

It was early in the morning, and everyone was sound asleep except for a few night guards who were still dozing off.

Under the cover of the night, one person and one dog came to a hidden place several hundred meters away from the camp, and started talking in a low voice, telling each other all the information they had.

Wayne didn't hide anything either, and told Geralt everything about Borch, the green dragon and the baby dragon, and then told him Borch's request and his thoughts.

He believed that if it was Geralt, this righteous and principled witcher would not object to what he was about to do next.

The big white dog sat on the ground, frowning like a human, and asked:
"That is to say, your goal now is to drive away those ordinary people, and it is best to drive away King Niedamir and his soldiers as well."

"Leave only those who want to slay dragons, and let them have a fair duel with Borch at the top of the mountain?"

Wayne nodded. In his opinion, those soldiers and the citizens of Holobur were all victims of being coerced by those in power.

Even if they succeed in slaying the dragon, they won't get any benefits, and if they fight the dragon, they will be the first to sacrifice. These people are just a group of poor people, there is no need to fight them to the death.

After thinking for a while, Geralt nodded and said:
"Yes, I will cooperate with your actions."

"However, you have to remember that you'd better not reveal your identity as a demon hunter, and don't let the golden dragon cause unnecessary casualties."

"After finishing the business, it is best to let Borch and his family leave here quickly. If the news of the dragon spreads more and more, it will definitely attract more greedy hunters and countless mercenaries who are crazy about wealth. .”

"Don't worry, I will."

Wayne waved Geralt goodbye, then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Geralt watched the back of Wayne leaving, the dog showed a helpless look on his face, sighed, and quickly ran back into Yennefer's tent on four legs.

Tonight is destined to be restless, he wants to stay by Yennefer's side and protect his goddess.

Half an hour later, the entire camp suddenly became chaotic, and some guards on duty at night ran around in the camp, shouting in horror:
"It's on fire, come and put out the fire, come and put out the fire!"

"Our supplies were burned! The stables were on fire, and many horses were killed!"

"Traitors, there must be traitors! We have been attacked by someone. Someone must be trying to prevent us from going up the mountain."

When Geralt and Yennefer, who had been dispelled, walked out of the tent, they saw a chaotic scene. Some people were busy fighting the fire, some were chasing the fleeing horses, and some soldiers were in a hurry to get dressed. With good equipment, they guarded outside Niedamir's tent, for fear that an assassin would suddenly rush out and assassinate their king.

In this chaotic scene, the young king did not dare to show up casually. Only the fat and disheveled overseer Gyllensteen was still trying to maintain order in the camp.

It is a pity that they are halfway up the mountain at this time, and the nearby water source is seriously insufficient, and there is not enough water to fight the fire, and it is night, they are in the deep mountains and old forests, no one dares to run around, because such people , it is likely to become the rations of wild beasts and monsters.

When the sun rose and they frantically put out the fire, more than half of the entire camp had been burned, especially the food, horses and carriages. Most of these materials for the journey had been lost in the darkness.

It was a huge blow to the dragon hunting team who were still in high spirits yesterday.

(End of this chapter)