Wayne's eyes flickered with irritation as he watched the militiamen advancing in the forest. "Another group of people sent to die has come," he muttered to himself.
He couldn't help but feel exasperated at the sight. 'What were these people thinking? Relying on nothing but broken weapons, they dared to challenge dragons that could soar in the sky and breathe fire. Did they even have a plan for aerial combat? In the face of such powerful creatures, they were nothing more than living targets.'
Despite his frustration, Wayne acknowledged that he couldn't entirely blame these individuals driven by greed. They likely believed they were facing a dying green dragon, unaware that they would encounter the formidable golden dragon.
Patting Myrgtabrakke on the neck, Wayne offered a sympathetic smile. He understood that she was still adjusting to having a human rider. Meeting her gaze, he whispered softly into her ear, "Take me to Borch. We must warn him of the approaching threat posed by a group of malicious people."
The green dragon exhaled a breath of hot air upon hearing Wayne's words, glancing back at the young dragon held in Yennefer's arms with a hint of concern. Sensing her worry, Wayne hastened to reassure her.
"Don't worry, I've made an agreement with this lady. She won't harm your child," Wayne explained, casting a glance back at Yennefer for confirmation.
Yennefer, still teasing the adorable dragon in her arms, replied with a touch of sarcasm, "I'm just a prisoner, Wayne. As long as you uphold our agreement, I won't stir up trouble."
Wayne chuckled, bidding farewell before enveloping himself and the green dragon in a gust of wind as they flew towards Borch's location.
Ten minutes later, Wayne reunited with him after a brief exchange, the dragon couple flapped their wings and flew to the forest behind. As the militiamen continued advancing through the dense forest, they believed they could use the cover of the trees to carry out sneak attacks and fantasize about making a fortune.
Suddenly, two giant dragons descended from the sky and launched a fierce attack on them. Fortunately, Villentretenmerth is a righteous dragon with a compassionate heart. He merely lit the direction of the militiamen with flames and used the fire in the forest to disperse those greedy militiamen.
Otherwise, according to the green dragon's mindset, those individuals who came to hunt her would certainly have been slaughtered. With the final wave of enemies disintegrating and the Zerrikan tribal fighters arriving, this extensive and labor-intensive dragon-hunting operation came to an end.
...
After the battle, dusk settled over the forest, and the fire outside the green dragon's lair had been extinguished, restoring calm to the entire Great Keszhuo Mountain Range.
Borch sat by the fire, cradling his child, engaged in conversation with Wayne, wearing a smile on his face. Seated nearby were Geralt, Jaskier, Dorregarey, Wayne, and the sorceress Yennefer, along with the unconscious Eyck who had been carried to an open space not far away.
Everyone gathered around the fire, enjoying the food cooked by Wayne and sipping from the fine wine he had brought. They were engrossed in their own activities or engaged in quiet conversations as if the intense battle from a few hours ago had been nothing more than a distant dream.
Yarpen the dwarf and his crew had been captured by the Zerrikan tribe's warriors, likely awaiting their fate. The green dragon, Myrgtabrakke, had retreated into her lair, disinterested in the presence of humans. Perhaps she was also preparing to leave with Borch once everything was settled, heading to the Kingdom of Zerrikan to start anew.
Geralt tenderly fed Yennefer a bowl of broth, mindful of her volatile temperament. Wayne had chosen not to remove the magic-blocking gold chains from her feet, perhaps anticipating her anger.
On the other side of the fire, Jaskier was brimming with excitement. Inspired by the miraculous events of the past few days, he hugged his lute, humming several beautiful melodies repeatedly.
Meanwhile, the magician Dorregarey had transformed into a diligent scholar, scribbling away on a page of parchment. He occasionally glanced up at Borch, his eyes filled with a fervent zeal.
"Thank you for your help, my friend. Your commission has been completed very well," Borch laughed out loud, his joy evident. Today's battle had brought him an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.
As he touched the little dragon's head, he continued with a smile, "I have never experienced the feeling of fighting for my family before. It fills my heart with joy."
"As for the reward for the entrustment, after a few days, when we pass through Vizima, I will personally come to your door and deliver it to you. Is that okay?" Borch asked, his gratitude evident.
"I haven't figured out yet what to give in return for your help," he admitted.
Ding! The task chain task [Husband's Dignity] has been completed
Obtained rewards: Ability Point +1, Master Treasure Chest1, Expert Treasure Chest1, Experience Points 315.
Listening to the results of the system's rewards, Wayne smiled, but felt a little emotional in his heart. In fact, he hadn't done much in this dragon hunting incident. Apart from the initial fire that forced King Nedamir back, the most significant action was the kidnapping of the sorceress Yennefer, the most unstable factor in the dragon hunting team. Throughout the mission, Borch himself had participated in the most battles. At most, Wayne had only provided ideas and information.
However, the rewards for master-level tasks were really generous. Not to mention the unopened master-level treasure chests, the reward of one ability point alone was equivalent to 310 five-point experience rewards, more than 100 times that of ordinary tasks, enough to promote him to nearly half a grade.
He nodded to Borch with a smile and said, "Of course, there is no problem, my friend. I am very much looking forward to your reward."
Borch sighed with some regret and said,
Unfortunately, I can't stay outside for too long. The warriors of the tribe are waiting for me to go home, and also Myrgtabrakke needs further treatment," Borch explained. "Otherwise, I really want to go to your home again, visit Vizima City, enjoy the food you cook, visit brothels, buy things, and play with you. It's really fun."
Wayne felt the same way when he heard the words. "I also enjoyed spending time with you, Borch. You are a generous friend, always generous with your spending."
"However, in the future, when you come to my house again in a few days, I will prepare a gift for you," Wayne promised.