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Elder Blood Witcher

Most people who die and are confronted with a godlike being like to take the easy route... Not this guy. I have been sitting on this concept for a while and want to see if I can write it, starting with the Witcher then the game Absolver and then onto Darksouls 1. Don't rely on there being consistent updates because its unlikely... If you want to support my work or tip me enough to buy a drink please go here >https://www.p.atreon.com/Nagross Also, if you wanna join my Discord, here's the link : https://discord.gg/mG4vG5SUbF My next work, a Fallout Newvegas Fanfic : https://www.webnovel.com/book/steel-waste_18419577106748205 I don't own the cover art and have no idea who does, so don't sue me I guess? I also don't own, the Witcher, Absolver, DarkSouls or any other games, anime, books or movies written about.

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Caretaker taken care of...

Solaire led the group towards the two children that could lead them to the "Caretaker" Risryn had previously spoken to. When they reached the area there were two kids there, however they weren't the same as those yesterday.

Solaire "Young ones! I need you to take me to the Caretaker!" he quickly says.

"I'm sorry. Unless you wish to buy something we cannot lead you there."

Solaire grumbles, "Fine! I wish to buy some "Young Merchandise"." he remembers and repeats Risryn's request.

The children nod and leave, they had requested that only two people accompany Solaire but the large group just followed a few meters behind. Deciding to just see what'll happen they lead the group to the abandoned house, as well as the trapdoor which would take you to the underground tunnels.

Solaire "Is this truly the place young ones?" he asks.

They nod and he climbs down after requesting Arie to protect the group should any guards come their way.

Solaire doesn't waste anytime, as soon as he drops into the tunnels he follows the sign and burst into the room Risryn had previously been in. He strolls through the room and eventually encounters the creepy looking Caretaker.

Caretaker "Excuse me? You should know that doing business in such dire circumstances could be troublesome for everyone involved." he states.

Solaire "Indeed, but I find myself in immediate need of some young slaves. Please, lead me to them."

The Caretaker frowns and tilts his head to the side at Solaire, whoever this man was, he obviously didn't know how business worked down here. "I'm sorry but that's not possible currently, the time isn't right to be selling that kind of-"

Solaire step forwards and grips the cripples neck, raising him off of the floor and repeating himself, "You will take me to where ever you are hiding the children." he states.

The Caretaker sweats, it seems this man did know how business worked after all... "Y-es! P-lease just let me do-wn!" he pleads.

He's eventually dropped to the floor where he scrambles backwards while yelling for his guards, Solaire sighs and points at the group rushing towards him. A blast of lightning explodes from his finger and jumps between the men, killing and incapacitating them while leaving only their smoking bodies alone.

The Caretaker looks on in shock at this and rigidly turns around to Solaire who's looking down at him with crossed arms.

Solaire "If you value your life then you will take me to the children." he says as he holds his hand up, electricity sparking between his fingers dangerously.

Caretaker "Okay! Okay! Forgive me! I-I will take you there." they exclaim as they struggle to get up. Solaire follows the man as he shuffles towards the door at the end of the room, once the door is opened Solaire is hit by the stench of dirt, rot and increments. As he walks inside he spots where the scent is coming from, there are many cells with children inside, a variety of races are kept here, all obviously except human. The cells don't seem to have proper lavatory's and so the children use buckets to relieve themselves.

Solaire scowls at this and looks at the Caretaker, "For what reasons are the conditions of the cells like this?"

Caretaker "I-It's to make them take easier to their new masters..." he says weakly.

Solaire growls, "Disgusting. Are these all the children?"

The Caretaker begins to nod but the glare from Solaire suggests his imminent death should he lie. "Ah, er... There's another set of cells at the end of the hall. It holds the more valuable produc-Children."

Solaire nods, "Then, your use is at its end." he says as he grips the top of the man's head and channels a ridiculous amount of electricity inside of him. The man spasms as his eyes explode from his skull. Eventually slumping to the floor, dead.

Solaire tosses the corpse to the side, steps forward and begins to address the children being held here. "Young ones! I am here to rescue you from this place! I will open your cells and you will follow me to safety! Please be calm as I will do everything in my power to protect you!"

Outside, Arie had been waiting a couple of minutes for Solaire to complete whatever he was doing down there. However the patrols in the area were increasing, apparently, they'd found the bodies of the other one and decided to investigate. They tried their best to stay hidden but due to their sheer numbers, it was inevitable that they'd be caught.

Arie was standing in front of the door of the abandoned house, all the others in the group being hidden inside as twenty guards surrounded the building.

"Give up! Surrender and no further harm will come to you!"

Arie laughs, "Yeah right! Just like how you staked innocent men and women on pyres?" He spits, "Fuck you!"

The guard captain scowls at him, "Very well, your death will not be a quick one." he says as his men start shuffling forwards, spears pointing at Arie.

Arie stabs his sword in the ground and casts the most powerful Igni he can muster at them, they back away quickly due to its intensity and their spears catch fire. But this'll only stop them momentarily.

"Forget the spears! Advance with sword and shields." the captain shouts.

Arie doesn't back off, holding his ground in spite of certain death approaching. If he was still at his top performance he would have been able to maybe put up a fight, but without his arm and days of constant torture he stood no chance... Suddenly, a commotion can be heard from the house behind him.

The door behind him explodes as someone shouts, "JOLLY!"