Keira Metz

"It will take two months to transport it back from Toussaint..." Wayne pondered for a few seconds, feeling that this method not only took up to two months, cost more money, but also own Leverdon a favor in the end. It was really not worth it, and it could only be used as a last resort.

"Thank you for your help, Leverdon, but I want to go to the market first to look for the forging materials I need. I will trouble you again if necessary."

Leverdon nodded kindly, expressing that he didn't mind. He used his thumb to turn the jewel ring on his index finger. After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "But Wayne, I did hear a gossip. Five days from now, Temeria's royal advisor, Keira, is planning to hold a birthday party at her home. This beautiful lady sorceress is very fond of wine and jewelry, and has a wide range of contacts. Maybe in her wine cabinet, there are a bottle or two of fine wine you need. If you want to try her out, I can help you get an invitation to a birthday party.

"Are you interested?"

Hearing this name, Wayne was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered that this is the future sorceress who might become a barbecue in Novigrad.

Judging from the performance in the game, this female sorceress has a good heart. She is the kind of sorceress who likes luxury, loves romance, and has a simple mind. Compared with other female sorceresses who are good at playing tricks, Keira's skills are still too shallow, and she was cheated and almost died at the hands of ordinary people.

After receiving this unexpected news, Wayne once again expressed his gratitude to Leverdon, but he did not express too much. The sorceress is a symbol of trouble, and he has no friendship with Keira, so even if he gets in touch with her, he may not be able to achieve his goal. Therefore, this plan can only be regarded as a backup plan.

After bidding farewell to Levrrdon, Wayne left the Kingfisher Hotel. He found the dwarf Andrew again, and after making an appointment with the young dwarf for an evening drink, he asked about other blacksmith shops in Vizima City. Only the peers know the peers best. It is undoubtedly very difficult for a layman like Wayne to find those three rare materials in such a big city. He could only rely on his newly-acquainted dwarf blacksmith friend, who could provide him with some news.

It's a pity that the news he got from Andrew also disappointed him. "Unfortunately, my friend, dimeritium metal, also known as anti-magic metal, is not always available with blacksmiths or shops. However, two materials, Meteorite and Moon Dust are very rare and hard to come by. They are worth at least a few hundred orens. There is no blacksmith shop that always has this kind of material. Even if you want them, you need to order one or two months in advance. Whether you can buy them in the end depends on your luck." Seeing Wayne frowned, the young dwarf scratched his chin and said,

"However, I heard that some sorceress use these two materials to make magic equipment. You may ask them about it."

After getting the same result, Wayne was also quite helpless. Sure enough, judging from the current situation, sorceress have a lot of high-level resources. As the most powerful organization that has ruled the northern magic field for thousands of years, the Brotherhood is like a mountain that many people can't get around.

Throughout the afternoon, Wayne did not give up and kept wandering around in various shops in Vizima, but unfortunately, he still found nothing. In the end, he had no choice but to accompany Andrew to drink at the Kingfisher Tavern and then went home to rest helplessly.

After all, the old city of Vizima was just an inland city. In the past, it was too small and dilapidated to be considered prosperous. The merchants who came and went here were not as frequent as the capitals of other kingdoms, which caused a shortage of various supplies.

Since there was no way to buy it in the market, and Wayne didn't want to wait for two months, he finally decided to adopt a backup plan and contact the sorceress in the city. According to the information he obtained, there are currently three royal advisors assisting King Foltest, namely Keira Metz, Triss Merigold, Fercart.

Wayne, who has played games and read novels, still knows a little about Keira and Triss. But for the sorcerer Fercart, what Wayne was most impressed with was that, In the future Incident, he joined the southern Nilfgaardian Empire and died. There is neither any conspicuous record, nor any special talent, nor any sense of presence. After much consideration, Wayne still decided to start with Keira. Whether he obtained the wine from her or obtained the Meteorite and Moon Dust from her channel, it was a good result.

Moreover, Wayne actually had another idea in mind. At present, the matter of the striga in the city has gradually fermented and has become the most troublesome issue for King Foltest. As a Witcher, Wayne did not intend to take the initiative to appear in front of King Foltest, nor did he plan to accept this commission proactively.

Things that are easy to get are always cheap and not cherished. However, if he got involved with Temeria's royal advisors, someday, when the troubles worsened, the sorceresses might introduce him to the king. At that time, he would be able to adopt the strategy of playing hard to get, waiting for Foltest to take the initiative to invite him. Only in that way would his assistance not appear so readily available and would not be suspected.

Thinking of this, Wayne took out a quill and paper and began to write a sincere letter of introduction. He also didn't plan to ask Levardon for an invitation letter to the birthday party, as that would be too passive and conspicuous. A witcher should not be too high-profile, as it might easily provoke the hostility of certain individuals. He intended to establish private contact with Keira first, hoping that the name of the witcher alone would pique the interest of this sorceress.

That night, Keira returned to her mansion from the palace. During this time, due to the construction of the new city, not only the city hall but the entire Kingdom of Temeria was quite busy. As the royal advisor to the auxiliary kingdom, she and Triss were, of course, not spared.

Not only is she tasked with helping the king handle government affairs, but she is also responsible for arranging various magical defense facilities in the newly built palace and addressing supernatural events in various places. It can be said that she is very busy. However, Keira finds this kind of busyness enjoyable.

She is originally the type of woman who loves luxury, power, and the respect of others. Though she has only been an advisor to the royal family for a few years, compared with the dull study life at Aretuza, this feeling of being in the spotlight and enjoying power makes Keira feel that her hard work in the past few decades has finally paid off.

"Master Keira, someone sent a visiting letter today; do you want to see it?" Hearing the maid's inquiry, Keira was lying in the bathtub covered with rose petals, letting the warm spring water flow slowly from her smooth skin. She stretched her waist and asked lazily, "Whose letter is it, Maisie? If it's those merchants or rich citizens, don't bother me with it. Anyway, they are some greedy and foolish guys who don't recognize their own status and want to get a share of the new Vizima."

The maid named Maisie looked at the envelope, hesitated for a second or two before saying, "It was sent by a man, but the signature on the envelope is strange, Witcher Wayne. Master Keira, does the legendary witcher really exist? Are those guys really going to steal little kids and kill them?"

Keira was stunned for a second or two, then sneered and said, "A Witcher, it's really rare. Also, Maisie, don't believe those foolish rumors in the market. Ordinary people like you can live safely outside the city instead of being eaten by monsters, thanks to the credit of these witchers."

"Interesting, show me the letter. Even for me, I have only read about witchers in books. It is said that they are a group of master swordsmen who know magic tricks but have undergone mutations." Having said that, Keira subconsciously licked her lips and asked, "By the way, you said a man; does he look strong?"