In fact, how could he not understand what the elven sorceress meant? Now that Demave had left his kingdom with his army, wasn't this a good opportunity to weaken the Kingdom of Aedirn? After being bullied by the Kingdom of Aedirn for so many years, the people of the elves must be thinking of revenge. This is human nature.

As a racial leader, Francesca must take the voices of the people into consideration no matter what, even if those voices are sometimes irrational.

However, now is not the best time.

Wayne considered his words for a moment, then said to Francesca, "Enid, I think you need to wait a little longer. If you show the fangs of the elves now, it will easily make the chaotic northern countries have a common enemy."

Francesca sighed when she heard this. She also understood this truth, but as the leader of a force, many times, some of her decisions were beyond her control.

"The atmosphere within our race has been somewhat radical lately."

"On the one hand, it's because of the cooperation with your Demon Hunter Cult that we brought back a large number of our people and other non-human races."

"They are all poor people who have been oppressed by humans for many years. Otherwise, they would not be willing to leave their homes and live somewhere else."

"Now that these people have gathered together, some radical ideas are very popular among them."

"They believe that the elves' strategy towards humans is too weak. They must resist and show their strength to gain respect from humans, rather than seeking peace by begging for mercy or giving in."

"On the other hand, the living environment in Baihua Valley is indeed quite harsh compared to the towns in the past."

"There are no convenient businesses, no abundant supplies, and even a clean house is not available to many people. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are not met in many aspects. This is also the desire of the people who migrated here for a better life."

Wayne nodded when he heard that, and took Francesca's fair and slender hand, which looked like a work of art, and gently stroked it for a few times, then said, "I understand what you said, Enid. I will ask the Wayne Chamber of Commerce to allocate more resources to Baihua Valley, which should make their lives better."

"However, I still think you must continue to be patient with the Kingdom of Aedirn's military action."

"Your intelligence personnel in the south should have received some information as well."

"This war between the north and the south has been quietly brewing for a long time. The rise of the Nilfgaard Empire is largely due to their complete military merit system. Everyone is proud of their military merits and plundered the resources of other countries."

"If the usurper king wants to consolidate his throne, he must let the officers who support him gain more military merits."

"The situation in the north is turbulent now. The usurper will not miss this opportunity. Within ten years, the Civil War will surely break out. It will be a war that will sweep across the entire continent, and it will also be an opportunity for our elves to rise."

"Since many young members of the tribe are ready to take action, why don't you select some of the most active members, have them form an army, and train them strictly in the same way as you train an army."

"This will not only help to dissipate some of their overly enthusiastic revengeful emotions, but will also allow the elves to have a group of guards that can be mobilized at any time to deal with future changes."

Hearing this, Francesca sighed secretly, bit her lower lip, nodded to Wayne and said, "I'll listen to you, Wayne."

"With so many young elves returning in recent years, it is indeed time to organize an army to protect our homeland."

In fact, the elven sorceress might see things more clearly than Wayne, but after thousands of years of waiting, the fate of the elves has finally taken a turn for the better. Now that the situation is turbulent, she is a little worried.

Wayne was well aware of Francesca's mentality, and he whispered a few words to comfort the sorceress, while the elf beauty looked back at the witcher with her soft and clear eyes. Looking at the exquisite and beautiful face in front of him, the fire in Wayne's body began to burn quietly again.

However, just as the two looked at each other and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, the door of the conference room was suddenly knocked "bang bang bang".

A middle-aged man with a drake voice called out at the door:

"Boss, boss, the project you asked me to research has made a major breakthrough."

When the door still didn't open, the voice shouted:

"But we have run out of experimental materials for our project, and I need more research funds."

Hearing this voice that ruined the atmosphere, Wayne, as the boss, also felt a little embarrassed. He let go of Francesca's soft little hand, then said with a smile:

"It's Kalkstein, Enid. You should know him."

“Although he is a little informal, he is indeed an excellent researcher.”

"Now, he is employed by me to do research for our Demon Hunter Cult."

Hearing this, Francesca covered her mouth and chuckled, then said:

"Of course I've heard of him, Wayne. In Banard Academy, Kalkstein is considered one of the more talented male sorcerers."

"However, he is not good at using too much magic. Instead, he likes to engage in various researches. He is not a person who pursues power. Although he is a professor in the academy, he is always excluded from Bernard's sphere of power."

“He is indeed a very good researcher.”

After telling her some of the information she had learned, Francesca stood up gracefully, then leaned over and kissed Wayne gently on the corner of his mouth, and said with a soft and gentle expression: "Since you still have things to deal with, I will leave first."

"When you have some free time, remember to come to Baihua Valley. After studying the dark magic in you, Ada came up with a new idea."

"You can come and take a look at her laboratory. Maybe she can help you."

As the elven sages are the most powerful spellcasters in the wizarding world, Wayne is willing to listen to their advice.

He nodded, watched Francesca's beautiful back leave the council room, then turned his gaze to Kalkstein, whose face was filled with excitement.

The middle-aged warlock was completely unaware that he had ruined his boss's plan. He just looked at the elven warlock who came out of the council hall in a strange way. Then, holding a wooden box, he walked to Wayne's position and pushed the box in front of his boss, saying, "Boss, the demon hunter's potion is really magical and powerful. It can enhance the physical fitness of your demon hunters in a very short time and even double their combat effectiveness. It's incredible."

"The only pity is that these potions contain highly toxic substances that are not tolerated by ordinary people. If we try to remove the toxic substances, the efficacy will be very limited. They are not universally adaptable."

"Otherwise, those kings or adventurers would definitely be willing to spend a lot of money to buy these formulas or finished potions."

Kalkstein didn't notice his boss's look at all. He was not a person with high emotional intelligence. Apart from focusing on research, he didn't think too much about other things.

After sitting down in Wayne's position, he immediately began to chatter about his research results.

After spending several years together, Wayne had clearly understood this guy's character. It was unnecessary to talk to him about emotional intelligence and workplace rules. If he had this ability, the professor Ben Ade in the original book would not have ended up in the city of Vizima, raising funds for research.

He did not waste any more time, but picked up several syringes in the box and examined them carefully.

Kalkstein looked a little proud, his mustaches curled up, and he said with a smile:

"Hey, Boss, according to the formulas of Swallow, Thunder, and what, Tawny Owl that you gave me, I developed these six injectable medicines."

The middle-aged warlock stroked his beard and said with some emotion:

"This tool called a syringe is really useful. I feel that if it is put into the medical field, it may set off a huge medical revolution."

"Of course, this is your idea, boss. When I publish a paper in the future, I will definitely not take credit for your work. I will tell everyone in the research community that this epoch-making tool was invented by the demon hunter Wayne."

Wayne certainly doesn't care about the authorship on the paper or academic reputation. This may be what the researchers in Kalkstein pursue, but it is not his.

"Why are there six syringes here? There are two types of each medicine. What's the difference?"

Wayne played with the samples sent by Kalkstein. They were all pure silver syringes that were thicker than fingers. They looked gorgeous and exquisite, but they were also very sturdy. They should be the works of the elf master craftsmen in the workshop.

However, Wayne only gave Kalkstein three formulas in total, but there were six syringes in the box. Kalkstein's research results were obviously not as simple as he imagined.

Sure enough, when this was mentioned, the smug expression on the middle-aged warlock's face became even more obvious.

He picked up two syringes with words on them, and then explained to Wayne: "According to the idea you provided, boss, I found it after research."

"In the past, demon hunters used demon hunter potions directly orally. Not only was the efficiency very low, but they also ingested a large amount of toxic substances. After taking it, they also needed a certain amount of time to meditate in order for the potion to work."

"So every time a demon hunter faces a strong enemy, they must prepare in advance, and often make mistakes in battle due to incorrect intelligence."

"But if it is injected directly through the blood circulation, the absorption efficiency can be increased by more than ten times. It only takes less than thirty seconds for the demon hunter potion to take effect. It can adapt to various emergencies and greatly enhance the demon hunter's ability to respond."

"Moreover, through oral administration, the witcher's absorption organs cannot fully absorb the drugs you take. Although it will not show normally, these toxic substances will settle in the witcher's body. When their physical strength is weakened, it will also affect their lifespan and health."

"But boss, based on the recipes you gave me, I have improved the way of making medicine, purified the witcher potion, and removed many impurities."

"Although the cost of pharmaceutical production has increased by about ten times, many side effects have been eliminated to a large extent."

"Like these two potions in my hand, they are both Swallow Potions, but one is the regular version, and the other is the enhanced version."

When it comes to his research field, Kalkstein's attitude becomes very professional. This middle-aged warlock has always maintained a very rigorous character when it comes to research and academics.

"After my research and development, the efficacy of the ordinary version of Swallow Potion can be maintained at the level of normal decoction, but the toxicity is weakened by about three times."

"That is to say, if the demon hunters' poison resistance is the same, using the injectable potion I developed, each demon hunter can probably use more than three times as many different potions to enhance his or her combat effectiveness."

"And this enhanced version of the swallow potion is almost the same in toxicity as the ordinary decoction, but its efficacy is increased by more than two to three times."

"If used together with other potions, it will definitely greatly enhance the demon hunter's strength."

(End of this chapter)