"It took two months to get back from Towcente ......"

Wayne pondered for a few seconds, feeling that this method not only took up to two months, cost more money, but also owed Revalden a favor in the end, which was really not worth it, and could only be used as a last resort.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Levarden, but I'd like to look around first and see if there's any forging material I need."

"I'll trouble you again if you need to."

Revarden nodded kindly, indicating that he did not mind, and he turned the jewel ring on his index finger with his thumb, and after thinking about it, he suddenly smiled again and said:

"But Wayne, I heard a piece of gossip."

"Five days later, Temoria's royal advisor, Ms. Kelamez, prepares to host a birthday party in her own home."

"This beautiful lady of the Warlock is very fond of fine wine and jewelry, and is well-connected and wealthy, and may have a bottle or two of the fine wine you need in her wine cabinet, East of the East."

"If you want to try it out with her, I can get you an invitation to a birthday party."

"Well, are you interested?"

Kayla Mez, hearing this name, Wayne was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this was the future sorceress who might become a barbecue in Novigre.

All he knows about Kayla is a few missions in The Witcher III game.

Judging from the performance in the game, this sorceress has a good heart, and is the kind of caster who likes luxury, romance, and has a somewhat simple mind.

Compared to other sorceress peers who are good at playing with conspiracy, Kayla's Taoism is still too shallow, and in the end, she was almost killed by ordinary people.

If she really has the East in her hand, maybe she can exchange benefits and get a bottle from her.

After receiving the unexpected news, Wayne thanked Revarden again, but did not say too much.

The sorceress is a symbol of trouble, and he doesn't have any friendship with Kayla, and even if he touches her, he won't necessarily be able to achieve his goal.

Therefore, this plan can only be used as a backup plan and then considered.

After saying goodbye to Révarden, Wayne left the Kingfisher Inn, where he found the dwarf Andrew again, and after making an appointment with the young dwarf for a drink in the evening, he asked for news of the other blacksmith shops in Virgin City.

Only peers know their peers best, and it is undoubtedly very difficult for a layman like Wayne to find those three rare materials in a huge city.

He could only rely on his newfound dwarven blacksmith friend to provide him with some information.

It's a pity that the news he got from Andrew's mouth also made him quite disappointed.

"Unfortunately, my friend, anti-magic metal, or magic gold, as it is often called, is still available in blacksmiths and shops."

"But these two materials, meteorite iron and moon dust, each of which are very rare and hard to find, are worth at least a few hundred Oron, and there is no blacksmith shop that has this material on hand."

"Even if you want them, you need to order them a month or two in advance, and whether you can buy them in the end depends on luck."

Seeing Wayne frown, the young dwarf scratched his chin and said:

"I've heard that some warlocks use these two materials to make magical equipment, so you might want to ask them."

Getting the same result, Wayne was also quite helpless.

Sure enough, judging from the current situation, the Warlocks have a lot of high-level resources at their disposal, and as the most powerful organization that has dominated the magical realm of the North for thousands of years, the Warlock Brotherhood is a mountain that many people can't get around.

Throughout the afternoon, Wayne didn't give up, and kept wandering around Virgin's shops, but unfortunately still found nothing.

In the end, he had to accompany Andrew to drink a good meal at the Kingfisher Tavern, and then reluctantly went home to rest.

After all, the old city of Vijma was only an inland city, and in the past, because it was too small and dilapidated, it was not prosperous, and the merchants who came and went here were not as frequent as the capitals of other kingdoms, which caused a lack of various materials.

If it is the legendary free city of Lovigre, I'm afraid these materials will be available soon.

Since he couldn't buy it in the market, Wayne didn't want to wait for two months, so he finally decided to use a backup plan to contact the warlocks in the city.

According to the information he found, there are currently three royal advisors who assist King Foltest, namely Kelamez, Triss Meligard, and Fekat.

Two female sorcerers and one male sorcerer.

Wayne, who has played games and read novels, knows a little bit about Kayla and Triss.

But for the male warlock Ficat, Wayne was most impressed by the fact that this was a dragon character, who took refuge in the Southern Nilfgaard Empire and Viagra in the future Shanni Island Incident, and then hung up like a dragon.

There is neither a conspicuous record, nor any special talents, nor any presence.

After much consideration, Wayne decided to start with Kayla, whether it was to get East of East from her, or Meteorite and Moon Dust from her channel, it would be a good result.

Moreover, Wayne actually had another idea in his mind.

At present, the matter of the vampire demon bird in the city has begun to ferment gradually, and it has become one of the most troublesome troubles for King Foltest.

As a witcher, Wayne does not intend to appear in front of King Foltest, nor does he intend to take the initiative to take the commission.

What is easy to get is always cheap and not cherished.

But if he gets involved with Temoria's royal advisors, one day, when the trouble grows, the sorceresses will recommend him to the king.

When the time comes, he will be able to adopt the strategy of wanting to capture and indulge, waiting for Foltest to take the initiative to invite him.

Only then will his kindness not seem so cheap, and it will not be suspected.

Thinking of this, Wayne took out a pen and paper and began to write a letter of sincere visitation.

He wasn't prepared to ask Revarden for an invitation to a birthday party, because that would be too passive, too eye-catching.

The witcher still can't be too high-profile, otherwise it will easily arouse the hostility of some people.

He was going to make contact with Kayla privately first, hoping that the name of the witcher would attract the interest of the sorceress.

………………

That night, Kayla returned from the palace to her mansion.

During this time, because of the construction of the new city, not only the town hall, but also the entire kingdom of Temeria was in a rather busy state.

As royal advisors to the kingdom, she and Triss were certainly not spared.

Not only does he have to help the king deal with government affairs, but he also has to set up various magical defenses in the newly built royal palace and deal with supernatural events in various places.

However, Kayla feels very happy about this kind of busyness, she is the kind of woman who loves luxury, loves power, and likes to be respected by others.

Although she had only been a royal advisor for a few years, compared to the boring study life in Eritusa Academy, this feeling of being in the spotlight and enjoying power made Kayla feel that she had finally lived up to her hard work in the past few decades.

"Mistress Kayla, someone sent a letter of visit today, would you like to see it?"

Hearing the maid's inquiry, Kayla lay down in the bath sprinkled with rose petals, letting the warm spring water flow slowly from her smooth skin, she stretched and asked a little lazily:

"Whose letter is it, Maisie?"

"If it's a merchant or some wealthy citizen, you don't have to show it to me."

"Anyway, it's all greedy and stupid guys who can't recognize their status and want a piece of the pie in the matter of the new Virgin."

The maid, named Maisie, looked at the envelope and hesitated for a second or two before she said:

"It was sent by a handsome man, but the envelope was strangely signed, Wayne the Witcher."

"Lord Kayla, do the legendary witchers really exist?"

"Are those guys really going to steal the little ones and kill them?"

Kayla was stunned for a second or two, then sneered and said:

"Demon hunters, they're rare."

"And, Maisie, don't believe the stupid rumors in the market."

"Ordinary people like you are able to live safely outside the city instead of being eaten into the belly of monsters, thanks to these demon hunters."

"Well, interesting, show me the letter."

"Even I've only seen records of witchers in books, and they are said to be a group of swordsmen who can do magic tricks, but their bodies have been mutated."

Speaking of this, Kayla subconsciously licked her lips and asked:

"By the way, you said a handsome man, does he look strong?"