Chapter 245 Goodbye White Wolf

The Warlock Brotherhood has a certain influence in the four northern countries of the continent, and occupies a completely autonomous island, Shandeni.

Shandeni Island is surrounded by high mountains, with only a narrow outlet to the sea in the south.

Now the gray fog has descended, and the evil fishmen seem to be able to smell the breath of humans. They have launched waves of attacks on the island, all of which have been repelled by the warlocks relying on the steep terrain and powerful spells.

These warlocks do not reject any means of strengthening themselves. Various machines and a large number of new firearms are also widely used. So far, the island is impregnable.

Yennefer's eyes drooped slightly. She knew that the so-called determination of attitude is nothing more than a clear determination of war or peace.

If the suppression of the silver rank is not counted, the overall strength of the Warlock Brotherhood is comparable to that of a powerful kingdom.

The Brotherhood was once glorious. In history, there have been two great wizards comparable to the strongest gods. At their peak, their power surpassed any church.

Unfortunately, the leaders both died in the last battle against the evil god. They lost the right to speak in the top power, and the Brotherhood slowly declined.

That kind of golden light potion is too important for the spirit master. It can completely change the balance of power. I am afraid that many people will not be able to control their ambitions and want to take risks, even if it means making enemies with the Church of the Lord of Fire.

Yennefer remembered another potion of Klauen, the silver-shining heart-clearing potion.

This potion also has an extraordinary effect on demon hunters. If this news is leaked, it will probably completely ignite the madness of the warlocks.

She personally does not want to see this situation. Her attitude is consistent with Flanders: in the face of the threat of evil gods, all humans need to unite, seek common ground while reserving differences, and jointly fight against the enemy's attack.

The smoke of the last great war between gods and spirits dissipated in the dust of history, and the later generations' understanding of that war remained in the written records.

And the written records are difficult to fully present the cruel truth to the world. Faced with those cold statistics, many senior officials did not clearly realize that the catastrophe of the past was coming again.

She remembered the words of a senior manufacturer in the Association of Wonders: 'The only lesson that humans have learned from history is that humans have not learned any lessons from history. '

She was deeply impressed that an ordinary person who had not entered the extraordinary level could say such wise words.

Most people will repeatedly fall into the same mistake. When the base number expands to a group, this stupidity and clumsiness will be magnified again.

Ye Nifu sighed in her heart and said, "I think it is more in line with the current situation to establish a better trading partnership. In any case, the other party is a third-level extraordinary person, and we can't treat it as a machine for refining potions."

"This reason is not convincing. If we can control the inventor of the potion, we only need to get the formula."

Fecat, wearing a black robe, grabbed his short hair and raised an objection. He had been defeated by Klauen, which had always bothered him. Now that he had the opportunity to retaliate against the other party, how could he give up this good opportunity to add insult to injury? !

Yennefer snorted coldly without responding, but turned around and asked:

"Sir Kalfan, I believe you must have been researching the golden light potion these days. I wonder if there is any progress. Have you determined some of the ingredients of the potion?"

"Hehe."

Kalfan smiled awkwardly and said: "My ability is limited. There is no progress in the research. I have not analyzed any ingredients. The only thing I can be sure of now is that this potion does not contain any herbal ingredients. Maybe it is a special mineral potion.

A few days ago, I handed the potion to Fekart. He is a senior alchemist. I don't know if he has made any research results."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were focused on the short-haired black-robed wizard again.

The coldness on Fekart's face froze, and he didn't research anything useful.

Seeing his expression, everyone was clear in their hearts.

Roger Selch said: "Everyone, in fact, what we need to determine first is what level of production this potion can reach. If it cannot be mass-produced due to raw materials, even if we get the formula, it will be useless.

If we take action, we will definitely offend the church. Even if we succeed, we must withdraw from the Farouk Kingdom in all directions.

In this way, how will other churches view us?

In short, I think we must not take radical measures before we can confirm the production of the potion."

Feicart shook his head: "How to confirm the production of the potion? The other party does not disclose the formula, and we can't estimate the actual production of the potion at all."

Now it is completely a seller's market, and the Brotherhood is the one being led by the nose.

Fili frowned and said softly: "Have you ever thought about another question, if we successfully abduct Bishop Crown, given the importance of the potion, he will also become the core of the Brotherhood. How will he look at us at that time?

My opinion is that even if we have to take action, we can't do it by just a few of us."

The few people discussed for a long time, but they didn't decide what measures to take.

"It's useless to say so much. Even if we know how to act, we still need to get the approval of the headquarters. If there is no support from the headquarters for such a big thing, no one can take responsibility if something goes wrong."

Feicart stood up, looked around at everyone, and continued: "I will go back to Shandeni Island in person and report this matter to the parliament."

Feili nodded in agreement:

"Second, this is a safe decision. I still say that even if radical measures are taken, we cannot do it."

"Second."

"Okay, since everyone agrees to do this, I will prepare for a few days and take the airship back to Shandni Island."

Feicart was proud in his heart. This time he must convince the high-level warlocks of the parliament group to capture Clown.

He was not worried about what Witch Fili said. If the top leaders decided to take radical measures, they would definitely squeeze the other party desperately, and would never regard the other party as the core.

How dare the parliament give more trust to a third-level extraordinary person who holds a grudge? !

. . . .

"Dong, Dong"

Lorraine knocked on the vermilion door of the room. She was followed by a second-level warlock with blue hair, who held several official documents in his hands.

The official documents were sent from Rhine City, and the members of the Brotherhood who delivered the letters had just got off the airship.

Generally speaking, their office stationed in Hamers City and the Brotherhood headquarters will only contact once a month, and at that time, a warlock will be responsible for delivering information and materials and taking away related things from here.

This time, several official documents were delivered at an abnormal time. Luo Lin felt that it must be a very urgent matter.

"Please come in."

Luo Lin pushed open the door and bowed: "Sir, an urgent official document has been sent from Rhine City."

The warlock next to her stepped into the room, bowed and straightened his back: "Sir, I brought the resolutions of several other lords."

The blue-haired warlock quickly stepped forward and presented the official document with both hands.

Lisa took the letter and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Luo Lin, you arrange for this colleague to go down and rest."

"Yes, sir," Luo Lin took the warlock away.

Lisa opened the letter and then took out a warlock book.

It was written in cipher. From the literal meaning, it was just an ordinary official letter, nothing special.

Only by using the corresponding "cipher text" to analyze can the true meaning of the official letter be known.

She took out a pen and paper and wrote down the decoded ciphertext.

After reading the information in the ciphertext, Lisa held the paper and the official letter together in her hand.

The red flame burned in her hand, and the paper quickly turned into ash.

Finally, she scattered the ash and flushed it into the sewer.

The ciphertext described the resolution on Crown. As she expected, the Brotherhood sent a high-level member to the island of Sinderi to get instructions.

This kind of thing cannot be explained in a few simple words. The warlocks at the Brotherhood headquarters must consider it comprehensively.

It may take half a year to get results. Before that, she can still get the support of the Brotherhood branch in Rhine City and get enough golden light potions.

Although she owed a huge debt, she felt that it was all worth it.

Debts can be paid slowly, but once the opportunity is missed, there may be no next time.

Lisa estimated that taking two potions a day would completely complete the purification of her own spirit control in three to four months.

No matter what the situation will be in the future, she has completely gotten rid of the haze.

. . . .

The midday sun was shining, and the earth was somewhat warm.

Outside Hammers, Geralt rode a tall but fat chestnut horse and slowly moved towards the city gate.

The horse's hair was covered with dust and mud, and the demon hunter's leather armor was torn to pieces by some wild beast, revealing the ragged cloth strips inside.

The leather armor and clothes were so badly damaged that they were obviously no longer suitable for wearing, but the demon hunter still wore them, clearly because there was nothing to replace them to cover them.

A week ago, he said goodbye to Yennefer and headed for Hammers, first to awaken his dormant fighting instinct in the wilderness, and second to find Klauen to buy potions.

He felt that his accumulation was enough to choose to take the potion for the third time and become a third-level demon hunter.

The battle in the wilderness inspired his will, and with the cleansing potion, he felt for the first time that the mutation might not be so terrible.

The horse carried its master to the city gate and snorted tiredly.

These days in the wild, this beast was very scared. It can't sleep well at night, and it has to be ridden by people during the day.

In just a few days, the fat stored in its body has been reduced a lot.

The guards on the city wall looked down at the traveler with a frosted face and asked sternly: "What are you doing?"

As winter approaches, the food and fuel in Hamers City are well stocked.

The farmers no longer need to go out to work, and the city gates are now closed. They will only be opened when the transport convoys from the mining area come and go.

Now it's hard not to be suspicious of a dusty traveler who came out of nowhere.

With the ground transportation cut off, those who can travel alone in the wilderness are tough guys.

Or it's possible that this traveler is a shapeshifter.

The soldiers made up their minds that if this person didn't have a sufficient reason, they would not open the city gate.

"I am a demon hunter. I choose to wander in the wilderness to hunt demons. Please open the city gate and let me have a beer and sleep peacefully in the city."

"Let's go to another place. Hamers City doesn't need demon hunters. The brave warriors of the church are stationed here. No one will pay you for hunting demons."

Geralt clenched his teeth and shouted calmly:

"I am a friend of your Bishop Crown, and I also know Bishop Nick."

The guard was in a dilemma: 'This person knows the names of the two bishops. Is he really a friend of the bishop? But isn't it inappropriate to ask the bishop about such a small matter? '

At this moment, a few crows cried.

‘Quack’, ‘Quack’

I saw Fu Jin flying over with a black cat hanging from his paws.

"Yes," the guard slapped his thigh and shouted: "Fujin, Fujin."

The bishop's pet has high intelligence and can understand people's speech. I will know if he is a friend of the bishop.

Geralt also saw Fokine and Buster and was shocked: 'Crown's two pets are now extraordinary creatures, and they are very close to the second level. The changes in the crow are really big. ’

As a demon hunter, he has his own way of judging the strength of beasts and monsters, and he is very accurate.

Fujin heard the call of the guard and landed at the city gate as expected.

‘Uncle Fujin, this person below is said to be a friend of the bishop. Do you know him? ’

Crow tilted his head and lowered his head, looking at the people below the city.

Geralt immediately greeted: "Hey, Fokine, and Buster, do you still remember me?"

Fokine nodded, grabbed Buster again and took off. It circled above the witcher's head, leaving fresh greetings in black and white.

The witcher looked at the bird droppings falling on the horse's head, and the smile on his face froze: "Fuck."