Wayne thought about it for a long time. As of now, it has only been a few years since he traveled through time. He may not be considered a strong man in the other world, but in the wizarding world, except for those lurking old monsters, his strength should be in the first echelon.
Then, perhaps he should look further ahead and pursue a broader future, which is a better choice.
Thinking of this, Wayne put his ability points into the skill specialty of magic conversion.
For a moment, Wayne only felt that his spirit or soul, in short, something inside him had changed. His senses became more sensitive, and he became more sensitive to the chaotic magic around him.
One can even sense traces of various energies from another world in the chaotic magic surrounding them.
The wizarding world is indeed a sieve. Although the energies from other worlds are rare and insignificant, Wayne feels that they contain at least hundreds of types of energy.
He thought about it, picked up the magic wine flask, took a sip of the mana potion from the world of Azeroth, then closed his eyes and experienced it carefully.
After a few minutes, Wayne opened his eyes with some relief. Although he didn't have much understanding of the arcane magic in the world of Azeroth, after activating this skill, he could now absorb 50% to 60% of the mana potion instead of 40% to 50%.
Perhaps, when he has the opportunity to have a deeper understanding of the various energies in the world of Azeroth in the future, he will be able to use the six forces of light, shadow, arcane, etc., just like the natives there.
After subtracting the points used on the seal, he only had one point left of his existing ability, and this point would be saved for the genetic mutation skill that would be upgraded soon.
The scarcity of ability points gives Wayne a headache. This is a problem that has always troubled him. Currently, there are only three ways to obtain ability points.
The first way is to level up, gaining one ability point for each level up.
The second way is to complete special tasks. This situation is rare and Wayne has only seen it once so far.
The third way is to find the magic nodes in the wizarding world and absorb their power, but this will often cause a space crack.
At present, the location of the magic node closest to Wayne is located in the back mountain of Kaer Morhen, the magic place where he activated the Wolf School badge.
But this magic node is of great significance to Kaermohan, and he will not touch it casually.
Thinking of this, Wayne took out the coordinate map of the magic nodes that he got from Aretuza College. He stared at it for a long time, and finally chose a magic node that was not too far from him.
Unfortunately, the location of this magic node is also in the Kingdom of Kaedwen, and not far from their capital, Ban'ard.
However, Wayne did not like the country of Kaedwen. He did not even stay in this country for long except when he was on the road.
Perhaps because it is located in the cold north, with vast land and sparse population, coupled with scarce resources, most people in this country have rough and barbaric personalities and are extremely xenophobic, especially towards non-human races, which has almost risen to the level of hatred.
And their king is even more of a scum, a bastard and a bandit. In the future fight against the Nilfgaard Empire in the south, the king of Kaedwen not only failed to unite the northern countries, but stabbed them in the back and destroyed the Northern Alliance. He was a complete pig teammate.
Wayne had no sympathy for such a country.
In early January after the New Year, he found an excuse and flew to Ban'ard, the capital of the Kingdom of Kaedwen, on a magic carpet in the evening.
It was January of 1253. Winter was still going on and spring had not yet arrived. The temperature at night was almost below zero.
Wayne sat on the magic carpet and flew it high in the sky. If it weren't for the enchanted warm shirt he was wearing and the strong physique of the witcher, he would have been frozen to death in the icy wind.
However, there is no way. Although the magic carpet is quite flexible in flying, it has a height limit for some reason. If it flies too high, there will be many obstacles in maneuvering it, and the magic power consumed will also increase greatly.
Out of respect for his life, Wayne did not dare to try the limits of the magic carpet. After all, falling from a height of thousands of meters would be extremely dangerous even for him.
Kaermohen is about three hundred kilometers away from Ban'ard, the capital of Kaedwen. He set off in the evening and could only fly at a low speed due to temperature considerations.
After flying for about four or five hours, they flew over a small mountain range and passed by a small town. Looking from afar, Wayne suddenly discovered that there was fire in the town, as if some riot was taking place.
Driven by curiosity, he slightly changed his flight path, controlled the magic carpet, lowered the altitude, and flew over the small town.
However, what he saw was a rather tragic scene.
The overall area of this unknown town is not large, and the population is estimated to be only a few hundred people. It does not even have a wall. However, from the thatched huts and wooden houses on the periphery to the stone buildings in the center of the town, from the outside to the inside, the gap between the rich and the poor is vividly reflected.
However, on this night, many of the wooden houses and thatched houses located on the outskirts of the town were set on fire, and many corpses were scattered around the periphery of the burning houses, including old and young, men and women.
Most of the men were holding sticks and pitchforks and died in the process of resistance, while the women were mostly naked with painful expressions, and it was obvious that they had been cruelly treated before their death.
In addition to men and women, there were also elderly people and children who died at the scene.
What made Wayne frown the most was that most of the dead people and those whose houses were burned were elves, dwarves and a few halflings. To put it in more common terms, they were the non-human races mentioned by the northern humans.
Obviously, a massacre against non-human races is taking place here.
Looking at the tragic state of these corpses, Wayne's anger began to surge. Although he had long known that non-human races were often treated cruelly in the Kingdom of Kaedwen, and most of the refugees there were survivors who escaped from the hands of Kaedwen's unruly people and soldiers, this was the first time he had witnessed such a tragedy with his own eyes.
After all, his current occupation and race have determined that he will definitely be on the side of the non-human race. Besides, Wayne has never had much good feelings towards the human villains in the wizarding world. Faced with such a tragedy, even as a demon hunter, he feels that he must do something.
Thinking of this, Wayne took out the dragon scale heavy armor forged by Master O. Henry from the space bracelet, put it on himself, and then put on a layer of black cloak on the heavy armor for covering himself.
As for the choice of weapon, considering the possible battle that might happen next, in order to avoid being recognized in the future, Wayne neither chose Statikk Shiv nor Sword of Promised Victory, but simply took out an ordinary magic one-handed sword from the ring, which was from the world of Azeroth.
After preparing his equipment and weapons, Wayne took a deep breath. Just as he was about to rush to the center of town, where the commotion was the loudest, a woman's beautiful voice suddenly came to his ears.
"Wayne, is that you?"
"Can you come to me? I'm in the forest, three hundred meters to your left."
Wayne was slightly stunned when he heard the voice. Although he had only heard this voice once, he still hadn't forgotten the beautiful timbre.
It was the elven sorceress, Francesca, whom I had met in the Valley of Flowers.
Unexpectedly, this sorceress would also appear here. At this time, this is definitely not a coincidence.
After thinking for a few seconds, Wayne decided to meet the sorceress. On the one hand, he could learn some information about the massacre from her. On the other hand, Wayne felt that he might be able to get a mission from her.
After all, after stopping this evil atrocity, wouldn't it be more gratifying to get a reward of experience and gold coins? After making up his mind, Wayne soon flew the magic carpet to a place more than ten meters above the forest.
After circling around there for a few times, there was a ripple in the air outside the forest, and a stunning elf beauty wearing a black and purple dress with sorrow in her eyes slowly appeared in the air. It was Francesca, whom we had seen once before.
After seeing the elf beauty, Wayne no longer hesitated and jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters. His strong body wrapped in heavy dragon scale armor smashed two pits of moderate depth on the ground and landed eight or nine meters in front of the elf sorceress.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Wayne's face didn't show much expression, he just remained as indifferent and calm as usual, while Francesca's beautiful face was filled with reluctance and sadness.
Before Wayne could speak, Francesca asked first: "Why are you here, Wayne? Did you hear any news?"
Wayne shook his head and said lightly:
"I was on my way to do some work somewhere else and happened to pass by here. I saw some signs of burning and came to take a look."
Hearing this, Francesca lowered her head and pondered for more than ten seconds. She did not beat around the bush, but said in a pleading tone:
"Wayne, can you please save our compatriots?"
"My identity prevents me from intervening in such actions. Otherwise, the situation of the elves will only become more dangerous."
"But if it's you, it shouldn't cause any waves. As long as you disguise yourself well and don't use the special abilities of a demon hunter, no one should be able to track you down."
As Francesca finished her request, Wayne heard a system prompt in his ears.
Ding! The mission [Save the non-human race in the town of Kontos] is triggered, expert level.
Accept or not.
This is an expert-level mission. It seems that we won’t encounter any decent enemies in this operation.
Wayne thought so and did not give Francesca an answer immediately. Seeing this, the sorceress bit her lower lip, showing a pitiful expression, and said: "Can you help me, Wayne? I know that as a demon hunter, you never do unpaid tasks. If you can bring those non-human races to this forest, I will give you ten crowns for every person rescued. How about it?"
Hearing Francesca's offer, Wayne couldn't help but be shocked. One crown was worth four or five orens, which meant that for every person Wayne rescued, the elven sorceress was willing to pay fifty orens.
If he could rescue twenty people, it would cost a thousand Orens. With this calculation, he could easily earn thousands of Orens from Francesca, making him a wealthy woman.
Moreover, after all, saving these non-human races actually has nothing to do with Francesca. This sorceress only wants to deal with this hot potato out of her responsibility to the elves and for the continuation of the entire race.
Wayne was surprised. He chose to accept the task given by the system, but he did not agree to Francesca's commission. Instead, he thought about it and said:
"Beautiful Lady Francesca, this rescue was done on my own initiative, not at anyone's request."
"I am a half-elf and a demon hunter with a sense of justice in my heart."
"You don't need to pay me anything, but in order to help me hide my identity better, could you please cast a spell on me to enhance my disguise?"
After hearing Wayne's answer, a hint of surprise flashed in Francesca's eyes. She didn't expect that someone would refuse such a large reward that was delivered to their door. However, she regarded Wayne as a fellow tribesman. After seeing Wayne's noble behavior, she felt even more relieved, and even the look in her eyes when she looked at Wayne became much softer.
The sorceress uttered a short spell and gently waved her white hand in front of Wayne. His body and face were covered by a layer of light mist. Although he could still barely see the shadow inside, his specific image and appearance could no longer be distinguished.
After casting the spell, Francesca took out a Rubik's Cube-like device made of unknown metal from her waist bag. She took Wayne's hand, put the magic prop in his hand, and said, "This is a device that can communicate with me. I will cover your actions nearby. After this is done, I will use this device to communicate with you."
"Be careful, Wayne. There are about fifty soldiers and more than a hundred rioters in the town. They have driven all the surviving non-humans to the center of town and are planning to execute a brutal non-human trial before killing them."
"You don't need to fight these soldiers and mobs head-on. Just save as many innocent people as possible."
After that, Francesca stood on tiptoe, kissed Wayne on the handsome side of his face, and said:
"Thank you for helping me, Wayne. If it weren't for you, I might have just watched this tragedy happen and could do nothing, then sneaked away and cried silently by myself."
(End of this chapter)
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