When Wayne saw Francesca again, before he could speak, the system prompt sounded in Wayne's ears.

Ding! Settlement begins. This action earns 135 points. The total points are now 135 points.

After hearing this result, Wayne felt a little relieved. The system's calculation rules were still quite humane. Although these elves were not rescued by him personally, the points did not decrease.

This gave Wayne an idea that he should set up a special team, or an organization, to rescue the elves.

Although it is quite efficient to save hundreds of elves at a time like now, and I can also get an expert-level task from the sorceress, but the speed is still too slow. I don’t know how long it will take to save up enough money to get an epic treasure chest.

You know, the reward Francesca gave him was ten crowns per person. For this operation tonight, he could get one thousand three hundred and fifty crowns, which is more than six thousand Oren gold coins when converted. One cannot help but sigh at the wealth of the rich elf woman.

For some mercenaries, the price of killing an ordinary person is only a dozen crowns, and they can only get dozens of gold coins for participating in a war.

Even if Wayne used a middleman to make a profit and lowered the price to half, there would definitely be many mercenaries willing to take on the task.

Of course, the mission of rescuing non-human races is still quite secretive. Not just anyone can do it. It must be a mercenary with professional ethics and personal principles.

Moreover, this mission may be a long-term mission that may last for ten or even twenty years. We can also use this opportunity to recruit a group of trustworthy mercenaries and train them as useful helpers.

Francesca gathered her dark golden hair that hung on her face, revealing her white jade-like cheeks, and asked softly:

"Wayne, are you hurt?"

Seeing Wayne shaking his head with a relaxed expression, she reached out and used magic to clean the blood and flesh off Wayne's body, restoring him to the freshness he had when they first met.

Noticing that the witcher seemed to be at ease and didn't seem to be exerting much effort, the sorceress couldn't help but feel very curious. Could it be that those professional soldiers hadn't made him give his all?

Thinking of this, Francesca smiled, tilted her head, and asked, "How's the situation at the military camp? Did you defeat them?"

Hearing this, Wayne lowered his head slightly and looked at the sorceress. Looking at this almost perfect face, he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand. Under Francesca's slightly surprised gaze, he poked her face full of collagen, then retracted his palm and said lightly, "I killed them all, leaving only two alive, and reported my name."

"For a long time to come, the human mercenary, Dante, will become the number one enemy of the Kingdom of Kaedwen."

"I'll help you attract firepower, so you guys need to move faster and take more elves away from here as soon as possible."

After hearing Wayne's answer, Francesca didn't care about the young witcher's very rude behavior just now. She glared at Wayne lightly, and then thought about the consequences of this action.

There is no doubt that the massacre of an army of 150 people would definitely attract the attention of the upper echelons of the Kingdom of Kaedwen.

They will most likely link the escape of non-human races in Febot City to this incident. However, if there is Dante as a target to attract firepower standing in front of them, it will indeed attract more attention from the kingdom's nobles.

Although this resistance was a bit fierce, compared with the long-term oppression the elves had suffered, the lack of any resistance only encouraged the enemy's arrogance.

Francesca thought of a lot of things in an instant. After discussing the current situation of the Kingdom of Kaedwen with Wayne, she directly paid Wayne a large bag of gold coins, which contained a total of 1,500 crowns, which was a little more than the 135 points calculated by the system.

Facing Wayne's somewhat surprised look, Francesca smiled gently and said, "This operation rescued more than 130 elves in total, but there were also some dwarves and halflings, who also left the town together."

"Although my commission is only to rescue our compatriots, Wayne, I am not a stingy employer. I will give you corresponding rewards for all the risks you take."

Wayne stretched out his hand and weighed the bag full of gold coins. One thousand five hundred crowns were worth at least seven thousand orens. This money was enough for him to hire a mercenary group of hundreds of people to work for him.

Although Wayne was well aware that the elven sorceress was trying to win him over, he did feel the financial strength and sincerity of this wealthy woman.

Perhaps, the tens of thousands of gold coins spent in Azeroth last year can be earned back from this wealthy woman in no time.

After separating from Francesca, the sorceress used a portal to teleport Wayne back to the city of Vizima. It must be said that this was a very practical spell.

Unfortunately, Wayne studied magic for too short a time. Although it took him less than a year, his knowledge barely reached the standards of a warlock apprentice in the academy.

However, his knowledge accumulation is still too little, and it will take a long time for him to use high-end spells such as portal.

Even talented sorcerers like Yennefer and Triss took twenty to thirty years to reach their current level. The difficulty of learning magic is much more difficult than the modern college entrance examination.

After returning to Vizima, Wayne did what he wanted to do and immediately began to ask his acquaintances about the news of mercenaries.

Unfortunately, among the people he knew, the sorceresses could not come into contact with these low-end characters. To them, these rough people who lived on the edge of a knife and relied on force to fight for their lives were not worth their attention at all.

The dwarf blacksmith master O. Henry introduced him to several teams of dwarf mercenaries, all of whom were good helpers in fighting. However, for Wayne, his first choice was the human mercenary group, because only humans could move freely in the Kingdom of Kaedwen without being suspected by others.

Moreover, compared to the honest and single-minded dwarves, human mercenaries are more sophisticated and flexible. Their goal is to rescue more elves. They don't necessarily have to resort to robbery or other violent means. As long as this goal can be achieved, they are willing to buy them as slaves and commodities, and the process does not matter.

Unfortunately, such talents are quite rare. Neither the wealthy businessman Revarden nor the local tyrant Old York of Vizima can make any good recommendations.

It wasn't until Wayne remembered someone with whom he once had some friendship that things found a new way out.

This person was the dwarf mercenary Yarpan who was let go by him when he was fighting the green dragon in Holobor City.

As a mercenary who has been active in the northern countries for decades, this guy, as an insider, has much more intelligence than his acquaintances in Vizima.

After the two exchanged letters, the dwarf immediately gave him several very suitable targets, most of which were human mercenary groups with a very good reputation in the mercenary circle.

He investigated these mercenary groups, checked their past battle records, and some employers' evaluations of them, and finally selected a target.

Julia Abatemark, the little beautiful cat.

At this point, we have to mention Wayne's bad qualities. Compared to ambitious men who are prone to various rebellious incidents, he is more willing to trust women who are emotional and relatively indifferent to power and desire.

And because women in this era have a low status and it is more difficult for them to succeed, they cherish the opportunity to succeed more. Wayne is also more willing to give capable women a chance to prove themselves.

About a week after Wayne sent a sincere letter, the little beautiful cat Julia and his two members came to the city of Vizima from the Kingdom of Redalia, which was adjacent to Temeria.

While Wayne was trying to find a suitable mercenary group, his cooperation with Francesca did not stop. He went out twice, rescuing more than 200 members of non-human races, earning 200 points, and completing two expert-level tasks.

Wayne even took the initiative to propose killing Count Kovind, who was notorious among the non-human race. At a dinner party hosted by the count, he directly killed his way into his banquet hall from the front door, killed dozens of guards, and took his head in public.

The impact of this action far exceeded the previous rescue operations. Dante, a human mercenary, became a wanted criminal in the Kingdom of Kaedwen overnight, with a bounty of up to 2,000 ducats.

And because everyone has witnessed the powerful magic used by Dante, King Henselt of Kaedwind directly puts pressure on the Brotherhood of Warlocks to send out warlocks to deal with this evil wanted criminal who can also cast spells.

However, at the same time, facing the threat of death, those nobles who valued their lives also slowed down the pace of oppression of non-human races, giving Francesca and others more time.

That afternoon, a special visitor came to Wayne's mansion.

Francesca, wearing a gorgeous white dress with gold edges, sat at Wayne's dining table, her eyes slightly narrowed, holding a bitten strawberry cake in her hands, showing a lovely look of enjoyment, and said with a smile: "The cakes you made are really delicious, Wayne. Even thousands of years ago, those royal chefs with thousands of years of cooking experience could not make cakes as good as this one in my hand."

"I didn't expect that you have such abilities at the age of less than 20. I am really impressed by you."

Wayne took a sip of the elven fruit wine that the sorceress had given him as a gift, listened to her pleasant compliments, nodded lightly, and said without any modesty:

“I won’t deny this.”

"Anyone who tastes my cooking will say much the same as you, ma'am."

Hearing this, Francesca smiled and then took out a dozen books from her small waist bag, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Wayne, saying, "Wayne, I learned from Dishaya of Aretusa Academy that you are collecting the lost knowledge about demon hunters."

"These are some books I collected in the past about the study of demon hunters. I brought them all here. You can take a look to see if there are any you haven't read yet."

Wayne raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the elven sorceress had such wide channels of information and could even find out what he had done last year. Obviously, after seeing his strength, this most beautiful sorceress must have spent a lot of effort investigating him.

Of course Wayne would not refuse these gifts. He flipped through them casually and found that they were all very valuable knowledge, more than half of which he had not collected. He was too lazy to be polite and did not even choose. He put all of them into his space bracelet.

Faced with his actions, the elven sorceress was not angry at all and said softly:

"In fact, during this period of time, I have also spent some time studying the genetic mutations of demon hunters. I have to say that the human warlock Azul is really a genius with outstanding talents. He was able to think of imitating the genetic structure of demons to create a group of powerful warriors."

"If you want help in these areas, I will keep an eye out for intelligence on this matter for you."

"But to be honest, Wayne, I'm very curious. After my deduction, according to Azor's original design, even if he created the most successful demon hunter, his strength should not be as good as your current one."

"How did you grow to where you are now in just a few years?"

Facing Francesca's inquiring gaze, Wayne simply stared at the sorceress very calmly for more than ten seconds, then said:

"Ms. Francesca, you should know very well that there are geniuses in this world. Some people are born with extremely powerful talents, and I am such a person."

As he spoke, Wayne activated the already powerful chaos magic in his body, and a wave of magic emanated from his body. After several years of accumulation, the addition of various talents and skills, his magic power has surpassed most ordinary warlocks in the wizarding world, and is almost approaching the level of elite warlocks.

Although she could not be compared with the thousand-year-old elven sorceress in front of her, but for a half-elf who was just under twenty years old, this was enough to surprise Francesca.

The elf beauty's eyes flickered, as if she had seen some treasure. She looked at Wayne seriously, then shook her head, sighed and said:

"What a pity, Wayne! If only I had met you earlier, with your talent, if I had given you a hundred years, you might have become the second most powerful warlock of the elves besides the elven sage."

"Of course, it's not too late now. If you are willing, I can teach you all my magical knowledge. As for your demon hunter transformation, I will also ask the sages of the elves to help. With their knowledge, they will definitely be able to reverse it if they have enough time."

However, Wayne was not at all moved by Francesca's proposal. He just looked at Francesca quietly, then took out a pair of magic-blocking golden shackles from his space bracelet and placed them in front of the sorceress.

Seeing the sorceress retract her hand as if bitten by a poisonous snake and electrocuted, he said with a hint of ridicule in his tone: "The flaws of becoming a sorcerer are too serious, ma'am. I think it's better for me to continue to be a demon hunter."

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on Wayne's door, and a loud female voice shouted at the door:

"I'm the little beautiful cat, Julia Abatemark, the leader of the Cat's Paw Mercenaries."

"Is this Mr. Wayne's home? We came here to visit as invited."

After hearing this voice, Wayne put his mouth close to Francesca's ear and whispered, "Madam, there are a group of strange guests in my house. If you don't mind, you can welcome them with me."

"Of course, this may expose your whereabouts, so you can also choose to hide upstairs, or cast a spell to conceal your presence."

(End of this chapter)