Cairnst looked much better than before. It seemed that living in the forest was very good for druids. His originally thin face became much rounder.

After seeing Wayne, the old man was very happy and enthusiastically invited Wayne and Geralt to sit on some tree stumps. He also took out a pot of acorn wine, which he said he brewed himself, to entertain the two.

Although the snacks were only some fruits and wild vegetables.

But it turns out that acorn wine tastes pretty good. In addition to the unique fragrance and slightly bitter taste of acorns, after drinking it, there is also a faint warmth that melts in the taste buds and makes people feel peaceful.

After drinking a glass of oak wine, Wayne greeted as usual:

"Long time no see, Elder Cairnst, how have you been this past year?"

In response to Wayne's greeting, the old man stroked his snow-white beard, and patted his worn and dirty linen gown that was stained with leaves, dirt, animal feces, and other unknown dirt. He looked contented and said, "I'm living a good life. The natural atmosphere in the Vizima Forest is quite rich, which is very suitable for us druids to live."

"Now, my Druid Circle has been established, and the sacred oak tree has taken root and is growing vigorously."

"As long as I quietly protect it, one day, this sacred tree will be able to protect this forest and make this place a peaceful and tranquil home for nature."

Although the old man had a smile on his face and seemed to have gained weight, it seemed to Wayne that the druid elder was obviously living a very hard life.

The so-called Druid Ring, the Sacred Oak, now only has a huge oak tree that is still lush. Under the cover of the oak leaves, some wild animals live there, and various flowers and plants are blooming quite luxuriantly. All living things live in harmony and do not fight each other because of their food chain relationship.

But the old man now didn’t even have a wooden house. He only had a berth for sleeping in a pit next to an oak tree, made with some straw and animal skins.

Not far from the berth, there was a simple campfire that had long been used for making fire and cooking. Several iron pots made of broken copper and iron were hanging there. There was not even a spatula, only a burnt wood as a spoon. No one knew what was cooking in the pot.

This is more like a savage life than a life close to nature.

However, everyone has his own life, and it is best for others not to interfere. After Wayne chatted with Elder Keynster for a few words, he turned the topic to tomorrow's underwater merman city battle and tentatively asked the druid elder for his thoughts.

Unfortunately, after listening to Wayne's question, the old man shook his head and said:

"Sorry, Wayne."

"In your eyes, these half-fish people who believe in evil gods are evil beings, but in the teachings of our druids, everything is subject to the laws of nature. Balance exists between all things, and we cannot interfere too much."

"Although I wish you victory in my heart, if you want me to participate in this battle, it will go against our way of survival."

Well, Wayne had heard something about the druid teachings a long time ago, and he was just trying to invite Elder Cairnst to join the battle.

Since the other party disagreed, he didn't want to say anything more, but made a few other requests.

"Elder, I want to ask you to buy some potions that can be used to treat injuries urgently. As you know, the potions we demon hunters use are highly toxic and cannot heal the injuries of ordinary people."

"Of course, it would be even better if you could teach me how to make this healing potion."

In response to Wayne's request, Cairnst was not stingy and immediately took out a dozen bottles of healing potions he made and gave them all to Wayne. However, as for the formula, he shook his head regretfully and said:

"The recipes for these potions are simple, but to make them, you must use the magic power of a druid, so even if I tell you the recipes, you won't be able to make them."

This was another rather regrettable thing. Although Wayne was a little disappointed, he quickly made a third request.

After hearing this, Elder Kane was stunned for a moment and asked, "You mean, you want a potion that can increase a woman's stamina when they are together?"

The main reason was that Triss was very sensitive to magic. Every time, before he had enough fun, the sorceress would fall asleep. This situation was very frustrating.

He suddenly remembered that Triss was also allergic to potions and couldn't even drink potions with magic, otherwise she would vomit it out, so he added:

"Yes, elder, it is best to use the pure medicinal properties to enhance the physical strength of the user, without the kind that carries magic power."

The Druid elder was also somewhat embarrassed by Wayne's request. He scratched his beehive-like hair, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I seem to remember an ancient book recording such a potion, which uses the power of natural harmony to slowly infuse the medicinal effects into the bodies of men and women."

"If taken for a long time, it will not only make both parties more durable in this matter, but also increase their chances of conception and give birth to strong children."

After hearing this answer, Wayne was stunned for a moment, then asked with some surprise: "Elder, is this potion only effective for humans, or is it also effective for non-human races?"

“Is the effect very obvious?”

The old man shook his head and said:

"It should be very effective and applicable to all races, because this is a precious note left by my teacher. It is the result of his years of meticulous research."

"Unfortunately, before he could publish it, my teacher passed away in an accident."

Keynster shook his head, looking quite regretful, but Wayne opposite him was in great surprise and almost forgot his two previous requests.

Increasing the fertility rate may not only have no benefits for humans and some other races, but may be a disaster. However, as a half-elf, he knows very well that if this potion is really effective, it will be no less than a divine artifact for the elves, a treasure that can change the fate of the race.

And another question came to my mind. Druids are good at the ways of nature, alchemy, medicine making, breeding, planting, and research on various life sciences. They are simply high-tech agricultural talents.

If he could recruit a group of druids to work for him, not only would they be a pretty good fighting force, but they would also be able to handle a lot of work, which would be a sure win.

So he said, "Elder Cairnst, please pay more attention to the potion that increases fertility. It is very important to me."

"I see that you are the only one in the Druid Circle you established. I'm sure you are too busy to handle many things."

"If you need it, I can help you recruit some apprentices, so that your druid ways can flourish here, and you can also have more helpers to better develop your druid circle."

The druid elder was quite kind-hearted. Seeing that Wayne had entrusted him with the task so solemnly, he immediately said that he would bring back his teacher's research materials as soon as possible and give him the formula for the potion that would increase fertility rate.

As for recruiting druid apprentices, Cairnst was also very interested. He had been imprisoned by the Wild Dog Gang for three years, and the establishment of the Druid Ring had been delayed for three years. Now that he had finally settled down, he naturally wanted to pass on his own way of nature.

If he could have more apprentices to help him, perhaps he would be able to build this Druid Ring into a powerful Druid organization, which is the dream of all Druids.

That afternoon, Wayne chatted a lot with the druid elder. He not only asked him for the complete version of the animal taming technique, but also gained a lot of additional knowledge from him about herbalism and alchemy.

Of course, Wayne is not a man who only takes without giving. He promised to help Cairnst expand his druid circle. Although he also wanted to use the elder to train his own druids, this was a win-win decision and was quickly recognized by Cairnst.

The next morning, Wayne returned to Vizima with a large number of potions he had smuggled from the druid elder.

The formal underwater urban combat has already begun.

(End of this chapter)