The next morning, when Wayne came out of his high-end hotel room in Sintra, it was almost noon.

Arriving at the restaurant on the first floor, Geralt and Dandelion were eating breakfast at a table by the window.

No matter what time it was, the poet classmate always seemed so energetic and full of energy. When Wayne walked towards them, he saw him chattering something to Geralt, who had a stern face.

Master Wayne yawned, sat down opposite the two of them, waved his hand and called the barmaid in the store, who was a tall, scantily clad, and sexy-looking lady.

Faced with a generous boss like Wayne, the barmaid immediately abandoned other customers and came up to him with a wink and a smile on her face.

"Bring a few bottles of the best fruit mead, and go to the kitchen and get some freshly baked honey bread."

After the pretty bartender left, Wayne smacked his lips and asked Dandelion, "What are you discussing?"

Before Dandelion could answer, Geralt said with a bored look on his face:

"I don't know where he got the news from, but he said that an important person in the Cintra Palace was missing. A large number of guards rushed in from outside the city this morning. Now the entire palace and the city gates are under martial law."

As he spoke, Geralt looked at Wayne's bandaged right hand and asked with concern, "How is your right hand? Are the bones injured? Thanks to you, we were able to stop Princess Pavetta so quickly on this commission."

Wayne casually stretched out his right hand, showed it to Geralt, and said:

"It's nothing, don't worry, it's just a flesh wound. There's no need to be polite between us. Just like we said at the beginning, when we carry out the commission together, the bounty will be split in half, haha."

Geralt also smiled. He seldom teamed up with others for missions, but he felt somewhat fortunate that he had asked Wayne for help this time.

Soon, the tavern girl brought mead and steaming hot toasted honey bread. Wayne took out two gold coins, patted her plump buttocks, and in return she laughed a few times.

Dandelion reached out for a bottle of mead, uncorked it skillfully, and after taking a sip, he said confidently, "I'm not talking nonsense. Remember the Baron of Kokota? The one who contradicted Queen Calanthe in public? I got the information from him. He is a friend of the royal family and knows a lot of inside information."

Geralt didn't care much about this. He ate a piece of honey bread in a few bites, then took a sip of mead and said to Wayne and Dandelion:

"I'm going to leave Cintra soon. Yennefer is still waiting for me in Novigrad. Besides, winter is coming soon. I can't stay in Novigrad for long. I have to return to Kaer Morhen."

Wayne raised his eyebrows, clinked his wine glass with Geralt's, and asked:

"Leaving so soon? Don't you care about your possible unexpected child?"

Geralt drank the wine in the glass, looked at Wayne with a meaningful look and said:

"Fate will arrange everything. I will come back in six years to see if fate will have mercy on me."

"Besides, according to Dandelion, this place will soon become a place full of trouble. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, Wayne."

"This kind of politically charged place is not suitable for us demon hunters."

After the three of them had a hearty breakfast, Geralt rode his mount Carrot and left Cintra. Dandelion thought there was more fun to see here, so he left in a flash.

However, Wayne cannot leave yet. As someone who knows how the future plot will develop, whether out of kindness or to create obstacles for future enemies, he has something to say to Princess Pavetta, who possesses ancient blood.

After all, after this departure, he didn’t know when he would come to Sintra next time.

Moreover, he doesn't need to wait for a long time, nor does he need to take the initiative to go to the door. I believe that someone will come here to find him in no time.

Sure enough, as he expected, in the afternoon, when Wayne was sitting in the lobby teasing the barmaid and making this mature lady aroused, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes found the hotel.

The middle-aged man looked a little anxious. When he saw Wayne sitting in the restaurant on the first floor, his eyes immediately lit up. He quickly walked to Wayne's side, lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Master Wayne, I wonder if Master Geralt is with you. Our respected Queen Calanthe would like to invite the two masters to the palace now. We have something important to discuss."

Wayne looked up at the middle-aged man and found that he was the palace supervisor, Haxo, who led him and Genoet to the palace last time.

And at such a tense moment, Queen Calanthe sent someone like the palace director to invite him and Geralt, which obviously showed that she took the matter very seriously and was very nervous.

Facing Director Hackso's nervous expression, Wayne shook his head with some regret and said, "I'm sorry, Director Hackso, my companion Geralt has left Cintra before noon. It's been half a day now, and I guess you can't find him anymore."

He was very disappointed when he heard this, but as the head of the palace, he did not show his disappointment. Instead, he politely bowed slightly to Wayne and said:

"In that case, could Master Wayne please come with me to the palace right now? This matter is really urgent. Please forgive me."

Wayne knew what was going on, but he still pretended to be confused and thought for a few seconds before nodding and saying, "Since the queen has invited me, I certainly won't refuse. And I don't have anything else to do right now, so let's go now."

After receiving Wayne's response, Manager Hackso immediately nodded happily and led Wayne the way with anxiety and enthusiasm.

At the previous banquet, he had seen how powerful this demon hunter who looked like a teenager was. At this moment, he still had a deep awe for Wayne in his heart.

About ten minutes later, the two men, escorted by several guards, rode through the streets and entered the huge palace.

But this time, they did not stay in the Royal Hall. Hackso took Wayne into the backyard of the palace and came to the reception room of Queen Calanthe. Before he arrived, several people were already waiting in the reception room.

King Easter, the sea boar Kratz, the archdruid Mossak, and Princess Pavetta, who was sitting on the other side with red eyes and crying silently.

After seeing Wayne come in, except for the princess who was a little dazed, everyone else nodded slightly to him, which was considered an active greeting.

After all, at the last banquet, everyone who survived had to owe Wayne a favor.

After Wayne politely returned their greetings, he sat down between Kratz and Mossak. He whispered to the Sea Boar, "What happened, Kratz?"

"Why did the Queen call us all here?"

The two had drunk, played Gwent, and boasted together at the banquet before, so their relationship was neither distant nor close. Moreover, the Skellige people were rough in character, so it was easy for them to make friends with someone as powerful as Wayne.

The red-haired Kratz first glanced at his uncle, then stole a glance at Princess Pavetta opposite him, then he chuckled softly and said to Wayne, "Last night, the hedgehog man Donnie disappeared."

"This morning, the royal guards searched the entire palace and every corner, but they found no clues."

"No one knows where that guy went or how he disappeared."

Kratz was talking with great joy, as if he was gloating over something else. When he was about to say something else, King Easter glared at him fiercely and he shut up immediately. However, there was still a smile between his brows, and it was obvious that this matter made him very happy.

Wayne had a surprised expression on his face, as if he was hearing this for the first time. Then he looked at the expressions of others and said nothing more. Instead, he sat quietly in his seat and waited.

"Wayne, where is Geralt? Didn't he come with you?"

Wayne shook his head and said:

"Geralt has left Cintra."

"You know, when he sees some trouble, he always runs fast."

Mossak nodded with some regret, then closed his eyes, as if he was lost in meditation.

A few minutes later, Queen Calanthe walked in from outside, wearing a gorgeous light armor and looking a little tired.

The beautiful queen simply greeted everyone and sat down in the main chair. She tilted her head back and drank a cup of tea in one gulp. After glancing at everyone, she found that Geralt had not arrived, so she asked Wayne again.

After learning that Geralt had left, the queen was a little disappointed, but she quickly adjusted her mood and said bluntly:

"Everyone, last night, Pavetta's fiancé Donnie mysteriously disappeared. Those incompetent guards found nothing, not even a clue."

"So I invited you all here to listen to your ideas."

After saying this, Queen Calanthe looked at her daughter Pavetta and motioned her to repeat what happened last night to everyone present.

After hearing her mother's voice, Princess Pavetta wiped the tears from her eyes, looked up at everyone, and told them everything she knew last night.

Unfortunately, the princess went to bed early last night, and everything she described was just some insignificant little things.

After hearing this, everyone had no clues. They only knew that the princess's fiancé, Donnie, had probably disappeared in the study, because on the table in the study there was some unfinished wine and a half-read book.

The scene was silent for a while, and no one had any reasonable inference. Queen Calanthe's expression became more and more irritated. She suddenly slapped the table and asked the Archdruid Mossak directly: "Mossak, I think that being able to make someone disappear in a heavily guarded palace, whether it was Donnie's own will or he was kidnapped, is something that ordinary people cannot do."

"As the only spellcaster among us, what do you think?"

Hearing this, the old druid looked up at the queen. After staring at her for more than ten seconds, he shook his head and said:

"I'm sorry, Calanthe. I've already checked the study, but I didn't find any clues, no trace at all. It's as if it disappeared out of thin air."

"And I have used the prophecy spell to predict it, and the result is not ideal. Donnie's fate is like a quagmire, full of variables, and I can't see anything."

"But as you said, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to do this kind of thing."

Queen Calanthe was very disappointed, and then turned her gaze to her fiancé, King Easter, and his nephew Kratz.

Well, these two are both reckless men. It’s okay to let them participate in the battle, but they are definitely useless in this kind of missing case.

Finally, Queen Calanthe looked at Wayne and said expectantly, "Demon Hunter Wayne, what do you think about this?"

Wayne pretended to think about it for more than ten seconds, then shook his head regretfully and said:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. You may not know that I have only been a demon hunter for less than three years. It's okay for me to hunt monsters, but it's probably quite difficult for me to handle such a complicated case."

When everyone present heard Wayne's words, they all looked at him in surprise. They didn't expect that the young demon hunter who showed such strength at the banquet yesterday had only been a demon hunter for less than three years. This was really rare for demon hunters who were generally over fifty years old.

Just as Calanthe looked away in disappointment and was about to look for other solutions.

Princess Pavetta, who was sitting opposite them, suddenly raised her head and said to Wayne with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Wayne, you must know something. When we were at the banquet yesterday, you said some strange things to me and said that you would tell me the truth later. Could you please tell me now?"

As soon as the princess said this, everyone's eyes were focused on Wayne again. This was the first time they had heard of this matter, and they really wanted to know what the truth was that Wayne was talking about.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Wayne was not at all confused. On the surface, he shook his head in distress and said, "Your Highness, actually, I originally wanted to confront Mr. Donnie about this matter and expose his lies to his face. But then, Mr. Donnie became your fiancé, and I felt that I shouldn't meddle in other people's business and destroy the relationship between you two."

"But now, Mr. Donnie is missing. If I tell you the truth, it will only be one-sided and will cause you to misunderstand me. So I don't plan to tell you anymore!"

Wayne's explanation of playing hard to get and resisting made Queen Calanthe very angry. She slammed the table hard and said to Wayne:

"Wayne, stop being so fussy and act like a woman."

"It's already this time. No matter what intelligence or news it is, just speak it out boldly. Whether we believe it or not, it can still provide us with some ideas."

Listening to Queen Calanthe's rather generous speech, Wayne put on a wry smile, then considered his words and said:

"Very well then, Your Majesty."

"In fact, before coming to Cintra, I met a fellow demon hunter from the south on the road, and he told me a piece of news."

"More than a decade ago, a coup d'état took place in the southern kingdom of Nilfgaard. The emperor at the time was killed by a usurper, and Prince Emhyr was cursed by a warlock and turned into a monster that looked like a hedgehog."

"hedgehog!"

Everyone exclaimed and had some guesses about the truth that Wayne told.

Wayne nodded, his expression unchanged, and continued, "My colleague was commissioned by the Emperor of Nilfgaard to come and find information about the former prince of Nilfgaard. According to the information he provided, the former prince of Nilfgaard used to live in Ihlenwald."

"He also told me a special piece of news. He said that Prince Emhyr has an evil sorcerer working with him. Together, they planned a chance encounter, an accident, and wanted to use King Rognar's unexpected son to lift his curse."

"So, when I met Ucheon, who claimed to be from Ulenwald, I thought Princess Pavetta was a poor deceived person."

As he spoke, Wayne looked at the people whose expressions changed in different ways, and said hesitantly:

"But now, my fellow demon hunter has returned to Nilfgaard, and Duny is missing. I don't know who the so-called evil warlock is."

"So I think it's better not to tell you news like this where nothing is certain."

(End of this chapter)