Hunt 1

Author's note (well, you can skip it)

Happy new year!

Apologies for the delay, had to release 4 new chapters together to avoid a cliff hanger and confusion in the plot.

well, enjoy reading!

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Carrying the magic crystal, the mage adept knocked on the Door of Gerhart's office.

There wasn't any reply from inside.

The mage adept knocked again.

"Come in!"

A displeased voice came from inside. It was Gerhart's.

The mage adept started sweating. He thought he shouldn't have come this time.

He shouldn't have accepted the drink from that witcher!

Now he was past the point. He braced himself for an admonishing as he pushed the door open.

"what is it? adept Detmold?" Gerhart asked in a serious tone, as he put the forbidden magic book down and looked at the adept mage as if he were about to swallow him down.

"p-Professor Gerhart, the witcher asked me to pass you this." Nervously, mage-adept Detmold showed him the magic crystal.

Gerhart took the magi crystal and said, "Detmold, you seem to have a lot of free time to pull this antic…."

But before he could finish, Gerhart's face was filled with shock!

He found the magic crystal was a synthetic one!

And a finished, stable product that could be put to use.

In his disbelief he asked, "who gave you this?"

"It was the witcher that stayed here for the week," Detmold said.

"But how is this possible?" Gerhart murmured.

As the bragging of the witcher Viz, rang in his mind.

"Mage Gerhart, I want to read your synthetic magic-crystal notes."

"No."

"but we had an agreement!"

"this notes dosen't include in that agreement!"

"can you stretch the condition a little?"

"No."

"Che, what is so great about a synthetic magic crystal? I could make it in a week."

At that time, Gerhart scoffed, a new born learner not knowing the enormity of Chaos!

Returning back from his thoughts and feeling the magic crystal in his hand, the oldest knowledgeable Mage started doubting his life.

What the heck was he even doing throughout his life?

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On the other hand, Viz teleported himself back to Ard Carraigh.

Magic was convenient.

No long ass time spending traveling any more!

But heck, why was he in this situation?!

"m-Maid Länna, w-we shouldn't do this!" Viz said as he tried to push away the sexy maid of the inn.

But the maid didn't seem to give in and tried to pull Viz's pants down.

Viz stopped her hands. "wake up l-Lanna, you have a husband!"

"Husband?…" Lanna murmured, in a dreamy state and there seems be bit of clarity in her eyes.

"yes, yes, your husband, you have a family!"

The situation confused viz… all he could remember was Lanna suddenly kicked the door of his room open, in the middle of the night, dead drunk, and assaulted him on the bed.

"husband… you husband" Lanna seems to think hard, only to turn her gaze towards Viz and shouted, "Husband! my Husband!"

Then she hugged him and was going for a kiss on his neck.

"Somne!" Viz cast a sign.

And the next second, Lanna fell into a deep sleep.

Somne… it's a terrible sign, it could make the target sleep and even be open up for some wild suggestions… if Viz remembered correctly some witcher in the future even used this sign to put Nimue or aka the powerful lady of the lake to sleep.

And if weren't for Deglan, Viz didn't know who he could learn it from.

"What should I do with her?"

"Lets carry her back to her room, quietly."

Slowly, without alerting the other inmates, Viz carried Lanna.

The dark night added a perk to his stealthy walk.

Opening the Inn keeper's room, Viz slowly put Lanna on the bed just next to her husband, who was snoring louder.

For some reason, he felt a little guilty when he watched the innkeeper.

But Viz shook this thought out of his mind and was back to his room.

As soon as Viz left the room, his Witchers sense could pick the shivering of the innkeeper.

"interesting." Viz lips curved.

The next morning, Viz greeted Maid Lanna to order food, and she seems to blushing, it blew even her professionalism.

But despite her innocence, her gestures seem seductive.

'was she seducing him?'

But he enjoyed it before he left the inn, only to stop a certain distance away and looked down as he feigned a surprise. "Oh, so I dropped it here!"

Viz picked up the wolf's medallion from the ground and continued walking.

It wasn't long, but it took hours to reach the forest near Ard Carraigh.

Finding a place suitable for the camp, Viz found some wood and made a fire, then he entered the mediation.

Now all he need to do was to wait for Filavandrel to find him.