After hearing the news, Wayne did not show too much surprise.

Just like the plot he recalled, even the hero who saved the world could be influenced by the power of the devil and degenerate into a new devil king, let alone a member of the Supreme Council. It was not surprising at all.

The only thing to be thankful for is that as a member of the Supreme Council, Francesca did not get involved in the events of the Kingdom of Kaedwen this time because of the racial conflict between the two sides, so she is definitely safe.

Among the remaining supreme senators, in addition to Tissaya, the former principal of Aretuza Academy of Magic, the legendary Viagra is also a member.

As for the remaining two people, Wayne didn't even know their names, and certainly didn't care about their life or death.

"So, Margarita, what are you going to do next?"

Wayne looked at Margaret and asked:

"Have you discussed this with Kayla and the others?"

"Are you going to terminate this commission and return to a safe place, or continue with this commission?"

Margarita shook her head when she heard this, but still said firmly:

"Whether Keira is willing to terminate this commission or not, I must leave and bring this news to the Warlock Brotherhood and the Supreme Council."

"This matter not only concerns the safety of the Warlock Brotherhood, but also concerns the entire North, and even the entire world. We must take it seriously."

Wayne nodded when he heard this. Although the other party looked cynical and a bit like a nympho, as the current principal of Aretusa College, Margarita still had a very high status in the spellcaster circle.

While offering respect and benefits, it also means that she must take on more responsibilities than an ordinary warlock.

While the two were talking, Kayla, who looked a little pale, came over. Because of the backlash of the spell just now, and the forced casting of spells in the subsequent battle, both she and Kalkstan suffered some internal injuries. Although they were not serious, they were inevitably in great mental and physical pain.

"I heard your conversation just now, Wayne."

Before he got close, Keira came over and said, "I will follow everyone's opinions on this matter. We cannot force you to carry out such a dangerous mission. Compared with life, no matter how high your status is, it is useless."

Wayne nodded when he heard that. There was no doubt that Kalkstein must be thinking about leaving early. Now that Kayla, as his employer, had made the decision, he, as his bodyguard, would certainly not have any other ideas.

After this news reached the team, the remaining mercenaries and Kalkstein were very happy that they could finally leave this hellhole.

And Reso and the other two who came with Wayne certainly had no objection. Although they were demon hunters who exchanged their lives for money, no one would like such a dangerous place.

Soon after reaching a consensus on the goal, the team embarked on the return journey. During the entire process, no one raised any thoughts about Wayne's ability to teleport and the props for summoning undead creatures.

Although they must have doubts in their hearts, as people who have a close relationship with Wayne, they would not question him at this time.

People like Kalkstein and those mercenaries didn't have the courage to explore a person's secret in such a dangerous environment. This was an act of seeking death, and no normal person would make such a mistake.

Perhaps because Wayne and his men displayed sufficient strength, the return journey was relatively smooth, and they did not encounter any other Fallen armies. They only occasionally encountered some undead creatures and mutated monsters.

After a day's walk along the same route, we headed towards the small town where the Warlock Brotherhood was stationed.

Wayne and others suddenly heard sounds of running and calling for help, as well as the neighing of horses in a wilderness.

Regarding this situation, Kalkstein immediately said that they were in great danger themselves and should not meddle in other people's affairs.

This idea was immediately recognized by the mercenaries. From hundreds of people, only five or six were left. If it weren't for the fact that Kalkstein was a warlock and was accompanied by a strong man like Wayne, they might have killed their employer long ago to avenge their hatred.

Given the relatively ordinary moral level of mercenaries, they would not support them risking their lives to rescue others, let alone be willing to meddle in other people's affairs.

Keira was a little hesitant. As a selfish sorceress, she did not agree to help others when she was in danger.

Margarita, the oldest and longest-lived person in the group, still maintained a kind heart. The headmistress looked at Wayne with a serious expression and said with a slightly pleading tone: "Maybe we should go over and take a look, Wayne."

"Maybe he is also a sorcerer, or someone we know. If we save him, our next journey will be safer."

Wayne also had the idea of ​​rescue in his mind. In fact, if other members did not need protection, this fog would not be dangerous to him.

No matter whether it was the Fallen, the Undead, or other mutated monsters, even if there were too many of them to break through head-on, with the power of his ancient blood, it would be easy for him to leave.

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the crowd, Wayne pondered for a second, then said:

After saying goodbye to his teammates, Wayne followed the direction where the sound came from, hiding his figure and moving forward quickly.

Soon, after walking only a few dozen meters, a very surprising scene appeared in front of him.

Hundreds of meters away from him, Dandelion, wearing a very conspicuous leather armor, was riding on a tall black warhorse, running and calling for help.

Behind him, Geralt, covered in blood and with several arrows sticking out of his body, seemed to have fallen into a coma, lying motionless on the back of his warhorse.

They seemed to have been running away for some time. Dandelion's face was full of fear, and the warhorse he was riding was panting and running slowly, as if it might fall down at any time.

After seeing these two people, Wayne had no hesitation at all. He immediately flashed and appeared in front of Dandelion.

Before he could communicate with Dandelion, the sound of another galloping war horse came from far behind the bard.

Judging from the number of voices, there were probably about a dozen knights chasing them.

Facing Wayne who suddenly appeared in front of him, Dandelion was startled at first and almost fell off his horse. Then he immediately grabbed the horse and shouted excitedly:

"Wayne, you're here at the right time, come and save us."

"Geralt is seriously injured and is about to die. There are people chasing us from behind."

Wayne was shocked, but without thinking much, he immediately took out a bottle of powerful healing potion from his space bracelet and quickly walked to Geralt's side.

At this time, the White Wolf's face was very pale, and the master-level Wolf School armor on his body was damaged in many places, and blood was slowly flowing out. It was obvious that he was injured in many places and the battle was extremely fierce.

Perhaps he was in too much of a hurry to escape, and all his weapons were gone. Only the faint sound of breathing from his nose showed that Geralt was still alive.

Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed in Wayne's eyes. Geralt could be said to be the witcher brother he had the best relationship with in the world except for Vesemir. It was no exaggeration to say that they were friends of life and death.

How could he not be angry when he saw that he was almost dead? He first took out a holy light scroll from his bracelet and cast a holy light spell on Geralt's body, which not only dispelled the evil power in the white wolf's body, but also saved his life.

Then he pried open Geralt's mouth with his hands and poured the bottle of powerful healing potion into it.

After doing all this, Wayne took out a large bag of healing tools from his waist bag and threw it to Dandelion who got off the horse. Then he drew out the Statik electric blade from his waist and looked in the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.

"You bandage Geralt first, and let me deal with the enemy."

As he finished speaking, a total of about ten fully armed Fallen Knights rushed out of the fog.

Faced with the rats in front of them that had stopped running away and Wayne, the sudden enemy, these fallen knights first let out a burst of wild laughter, then rushed over without saying anything, as if they were ready to kill Wayne and Geralt together.

Wayne was so angry that he didn't even wait for the knights to rush to him. He appeared behind a fallen knight in a flash.

The Statik electric blade in his hand flashed with dazzling electric light and slashed towards the knight.

The light of chain lightning was quite dazzling in the thick fog, and the screams of the Fallen Knights were quite piercing.

A few minutes later, accompanied by the last shrill scream, the ten fallen knights were all killed one by one by Wayne using his flash ability, turning into headless corpses on the ground. The smelly blood stained his armor red, but these killings still could not quell his anger.

With a frown on his face and a smell of blood on his body, he walked to the unconscious Geralt, squatted down, carefully checked Geralt's wound, and helped him pull out the arrow from his body.

At this time, Dandelion had already taken off Geralt's shirt and was bandaging him with a very skillful technique, with an expression of relief on his face for having survived the disaster.

"What's going on? How did it become like this?"

Before Dandelion could answer, Geralt suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had heard Wayne's voice, and reached out to grab Wayne's hand. He opened his somewhat distracted eyes, as if he was looking at Wayne, but also as if he was not, and said weakly:

"Wayne, go and rescue Yennefer. She has been captured by the enemy."

"Please, save her."

(End of this chapter)