The woman riding the black horse has long black hair like a raven, violet eyes, a star-shaped obsidian amulet around her neck, and a beauty mole under her mouth. She looks both charming and mature, like a queen.

She had a special appeal and attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as she appeared.

Wayne knew who she was. This was the sorceress whose fate was tied to Geralt's, Yennefer of Vengerberg.

He looked at her with admiration for a few seconds, then turned to look at Geralt, and found that the famous White Wolf was staring at the woman intently. There seemed to be a strange emotion in his eyes, which were always calm.

He smiled secretly in his heart. The purpose of bringing Geralt here this time was not for anything else but to let him hold back Yennefer. In this dragon-slaying team, Yennefer was the most difficult to deal with. The current sorceress was very stubborn and would be ruthless to achieve her goals.

The sorceress rode to the bridge with an expressionless face, glanced at everyone present, and her eyes lingered on Geralt for a few seconds, seeming to be fluctuating.

But she said nothing. After the crowd in front of her made way for her, she rode her black horse to the soldiers.

The silly guard glanced at Yennefer with greedy eyes and swallowed quietly. However, the soldier also knew that the woman in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he said in a somewhat rigid tone: "No matter who it is, no one can cross the bridge without a pass."

The sorceress didn't respond to him. She reached into her coat pocket, took out a paper pass and handed it to the soldier.

The soldier reached out to take it and looked at it, then took out an original to compare it with, nodded, whispered a few words to another soldier, and made way for the bridge.

Yennefer climbed onto her horse, looked back at Geralt in the crowd, and was about to ride across the bridge when a voice called her.

"Ms. Yennefer, please wait a moment."

Hearing that it was not Geralt's voice, the sorceress looked back with some indifference, only to see a tall and handsome young man walking towards her with a smile.

Originally, Yennefer didn't want to pay attention, but soon noticed the boy's amber cat eyes and his pointed ears, and her heart moved. She asked in a low female voice: "What's the matter, Mr. Demon Hunter?"

Wayne approached the sorceress, facing Yennefer's scrutinizing gaze without any embarrassment, and whispered, "Ms. Yennefer, are you here to hunt dragons as well?"

Yennefer snorted and noticed that Geralt, who was in the crowd just now, seemed to be moving towards this side, so she asked impatiently: "If you have something to say, please say it quickly. Don't be so secretive like a little girl. I'm in a hurry."

Wayne followed her line of sight and saw Geralt, who was a little timid and wanted to approach but was afraid of being disliked by Yennefer. He laughed and said, "You are a noble sorceress. How can you go to the deep mountains and forests to hunt a dragon without a skilled guard?"

"If you only give me a hundred Linta, I will lend you my famous companion, Geralt the White Wolf, as a guard. How about that?"

Yennefer looked at Wayne in surprise, wondering why this unknown young demon hunter would make such a suggestion.

But she thought of her purpose this time, and glanced at Geralt, who was standing a few meters away with an embarrassed expression. She snorted, took a small purse from her belt, threw it to Wayne, and said in a somewhat domineering tone: "Here are two hundred Linta."

"Let him come. However, if he wants to be my bodyguard, he must obey my orders and not abandon me for no reason and disappear without a trace."

Wayne knew that Yennefer was very angry because Geralt woke up one morning and ran away without saying anything.

This was also one of the main reasons why they fought a cold war for several years.

"No problem. We demon hunters always keep our promises. This time, he will stay by your side and will not run away again."

He smiled, picked up the purse, put it in his pocket, nodded to the sorceress, walked a few steps to Geralt's side, and whispered to the White Wolf under his ambiguous and even inexplicable gaze:

"Brother, I'll leave this sorceress to you. You don't have to worry about the others. You just need to stop her from slaying the dragon."

Geralt was a little confused at this time. From the moment he saw Yennefer, his mind was all on the sorceress. But he didn't expect that Wayne suddenly came out and made a deal with Yennefer, and sold himself to the sorceress as a guard.

Although his purpose this time was to protect Yennefer from getting hurt during the dragon-slaying operation, such a sudden change made him a little difficult to adapt to.

Geralt was silent for a few seconds, then he said stiffly:

"You should have discussed this with me beforehand."

"Time was too tight just now, and there was no time to explain."

Wayne said something perfunctorily, then patted Geralt on the shoulder and said:

"Remember, my brother, keep an eye on your sorceress and don't let her interfere until we have dealt with the others."

Then he pushed the somewhat stiff demon hunter to the side of Yennefer, who was already getting impatient, and turned and left.

I have to say that Yennefer is really Geralt's nemesis to some extent. After being pushed to the side of the sorceress by Wayne, I don't know what Yennefer said to him, but Geralt immediately became obedient and followed behind the sorceress, obviously being controlled by her.

Watching them leave, Wayne walked back to Borch and said to the three people who had been waiting there, "Let's leave here first. Without a pass, there is no other way except to force our way through."

Borch looked at the backs of Geralt and Yennefer with some curiosity, and was somewhat curious about the relationship between the two.

However, this time everyone was here to do serious business and didn't have much time for him to gossip, so he nodded, and together with Tia and Via, followed Wayne's pace and rode away on horseback.

The four of them rode along for about ten minutes.

When there were no other outsiders around, Wayne suddenly spoke to Borch and asked:

"My friend, now that we have arrived at Holobar, you don't have to hide anything from me anymore."

"Can you tell me your true identity?"

Borch was a little surprised, blinked his eyes, and asked, "What are you talking about? My friend, my true identity and so on..."

Wayne looked at Borch, and then saw that Weiya and Tia were looking at him with an inexplicable look. He didn't care, but stretched out his right hand, showed the golden ring on his little finger to the three people, and then said:

"Borch, um, or Lord Golden Dragon, actually you will never guess that I am the favored one of Lady of the Lake."

"Before we set out, the goddess told me that among the people traveling with me, there is a golden dragon that is extremely rare in the world."

"I guessed it must be you. This might be the reason why you wanted to save the green dragon. Am I right, Borch?"

Borch opened his mouth in surprise at first, then stared at the ring on Wayne's finger, which looked quite simple but exuded a certain mysterious color. After pausing for two seconds, he laughed and said:

"I never thought, Wayne, my friend, that you are such a special person."

"Since you clearly know that I am a dragon, why did you accept my commission and come here to wade into this muddy water?"

Wayne shrugged, smiling, and said, "Didn't I tell you that when we were drinking together?"

"We are friends. I don't care about race or anything like that. As long as you are not the kind of bastard who brings trouble to others and must go to hell, as long as you suit my taste, we can be friends."

Borch laughed again and said:

"Okay, okay, you are such a magical person. Is this also the reason why the Lady of the Lake favors you?"

Wayne just smiled and did not answer the question. The identity of the Golden Dragon of Bolch was certainly not told to him by the Lady of the Lake. It was just a lie he told. Anyway, apart from him, basically no one could go to the goddess to verify this statement.

"In fact, I never thought that I would become friends with a dragon, and a rare golden dragon. Logically speaking, golden dragons are just like phoenixes, they are only legends and do not exist in reality."

Borch stroked his beard, chuckled, and said, "This world is so big, and you haven't seen them with your own eyes, so how can you conclude that golden dragons and phoenixes don't exist?"

"Anyway, I was born a golden dragon. Since my existence is a fact, there is no reason to deny it."

Wayne waved his hand, his expression turned serious, and said, "We can talk about the topic of dragons in detail later, but I didn't reveal your identity to embarrass you or have any bad intentions."

"What I want to say is, since you are a dragon, a golden dragon that can fly in the sky, why should we care about that troublesome pass?"

"We don't need to play tricks or schemes. We will find a secluded place later. You transform into a dragon and take Diya, Weiya and me to the green dragon."

"We can make arrangements in advance in the green dragon's lair."

"And you should have heard that your green dragon has been injured. I happen to have some magical healing potions on me. Maybe this can help the poor green dragon and prevent her from suffering any more."

(End of this chapter)