"You'd better hurry, wait a little longer, the knight will probably go to see his gods."

While everyone was still indulging in the shock of a golden dragon that could telepathize and magic in front of their eyes, Wayne suddenly emerged from the nearby woods.

He had a faint smile on his face, but the amber vertical pupils and the sharp sword on his body, as well as the pointed ears on either side of his head, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Another witcher, and a half-elf witcher.

"Wayne! Haha, I knew you were here too. ”

Dandrion quickly recovered from his shock, greeted Wayne cheerfully, and quickly compiled a poem in his mind for the heroic Ike Knight and the mighty and graceful Golden Dragon.

With a slight revision, it can become a widely circulated poem, and of course, the protagonist of this song is not the heroic Ike Knight, but the poet himself who witnessed the development of events.

Just like the poems he once wrote during his adventures with Geralt, the powerful white wolf Geralt, although he is an excellent swordsman who can defeat many monsters, is often the witty, brave, handsome and handsome great poet Dandrion who turns the tide in the end.

Wayne greeted a few people in turn, but the arrogant sorceress and the magician Doregaray didn't bother with him much, just hummed lightly, and responded.

Seeing that none of them had the idea of risking their lives to save Ike, Wayne looked at Geralt, then handed the white wolf an apologetic look, and suddenly reached out and shook it violently, and a light blue chain flew out of his cuffs, directly tying up the sorceress Yennefer, who was not far away from him.

Wayne shook and pulled and supported, and the sturdy demon-blocking gold chain tied Yennefer into a zongzi, tying her hands and feet.

This chain was the magic gold he found from the Wild Dog Gang, smelted and forged, as long as it was bound by this chain, whether it was a sorceress, a druid, or other spellcasters, they could no longer cast spells, and it was a sharp weapon he kept against spellcasters.

Ye Naifa originally wanted to fight back with a spell, but she soon noticed this, and after losing the ability to cast spells, she was like an ordinary woman, her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn't break free from the control of the chains at all.

She fell to the ground, turned her head with all her might, and shouted to Geralt:

"Geralt, you bastard, what are you doing here? Come and save me. ”

Geralt watched all this with a bit of a blankeze, and when he heard Yennefer's call, his head couldn't turn away.

He subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, but quickly stopped moving, and looked at Wayne with puzzled eyes, not knowing what this brother of his wanted to do?

Wayne gave Geralt a reassuring look with his eyes, and then pulled hard, directly carrying the sturdy-bound sorceress on his shoulder, and his ass was facing Geralt's side, so that he couldn't see Geralt's expression, and then said loudly:

"I'm sorry, Geralt, but I promised to do the Golden Dragon a favor and stop Lady Yennefer from casting her magic on him."

"But don't worry, I won't hurt this lady, and when this is over, I'll return Lady Yennefa to you safe and sound."

"Of course, you can also do it with me."

"However, if you want to do it, you have to take it easy, the sword in our hands doesn't have eyes, who knows if it will hurt your sorceress in the fight."

Geralt's expression was a little strange, of course he believed that Wayne would not hurt Yennefer, but he didn't expect that this brother of his would use this method to stop Yennefer from doing it.

Looking at Wayne, who was frowning at him, Geralt had no choice but to reluctantly cooperate and said fiercely:

"Wayne, remember your promise, if you hurt Ye, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood."

Dandrion is a clever man, and when he saw the expressions of the two, he probably guessed the matter, and for Ye Naifa, who was always arrogant and had a very bad temper, the poet classmate also wanted to watch her suffer a small loss, so he cooperated and shouted loudly:

"Wayne, I didn't expect you to be such a person, in vain for me and Geralt to trust you so much, you actually betrayed our team. What benefits does this golden dragon give you? ”

Looking at Dandrien, who took the initiative to add drama to himself, Wayne tugged at the corners of his mouth, glanced at the magician Doregaret who looked at the three of them with a vigilant expression, and immediately pulled a sentence and said:

"He didn't give me any favor, and I didn't ask him for anything, I didn't do this to delegate, I just didn't want such a rare golden dragon, a creature full of wisdom, to die at the hands of those vile and greedy hunters."

Such an answer immediately made Dorigare, who advocates the balance of all things, look up at Wayne, this is the first time he has seen Wayne, and the first impression of a person is very important.

Fearing that he would be exposed, Wayne put his left hand on Yennefer's thigh, lest the struggling sorceress fall off his shoulder, and then spoke:

"It's useless, Geralt, and when this is over, come back to the Green Dragon's lair to me, and when the time comes, I'll give you back Lady Yennefer."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and left the side of several people at a very fast speed, and Geralt could only look at his goddess, who was carried away by his good brother, stretched out his palm and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

After Wayne left, the remaining three all looked at each other with some disdain, and in the end, Geralt was more conscientious, he nodded at Dandrien, and said with some sighs:

"Don't worry, Wayne shouldn't hurt Ye, let's take a look at that bastard of Ike, although he is a son of a bitch, but he is still a life, if you can save it, let's save it."

Out of the desire to observe the golden dragon up close, Master Garry Doray also said with a little arrogance:

"Now that Yennefer has also been captured, you two probably won't want to slay the dragon."

"I'll go with you to take a look, and although I don't know how to heal spells, I should be able to find a way to help that mad knight stabilize his injuries."

After reaching a simple verbal agreement, the three of them also walked down the hill and came to the side of Ike Knight, and the golden dragon in the distance watched them from a distance and did not stop them.

Dorigaret first stared at the golden dragon from a distance for a moment with the eyes of appreciating a peerless treasure, and then casually glanced at Ike Knight, who had fallen into a coma, and snorted and said:

"This guy is useless, his legs are badly deformed, his bones have been shattered, even if he is cured, he probably won't be able to run anymore."

"The chest cavity and head are protected by armor, which is not a big problem, but his head has been hit badly, and no one knows what will happen."

He waved his hand, signaling Geralt and Dandrien, who had already helped Ike take off his armor, to get out of the way, and then recited a spell in his mouth, and slowly entered Ike's body with both hands to direct the nearby chaos magic.

For a moment, Ike shuddered, and even in a coma, he couldn't help but let out a moan of pain.

After about five minutes, Dorigaray wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then lowered his hands and said:

"I've cast a stabilization spell on him, and although it won't heal his injuries, at the very least, his injuries won't get worse."

"Fortunately, he only suffered severe fractures and contusions, and there was no bleeding or broken internal organs, otherwise he would have been a corpse now."

After saying that, Doregaray glanced at Geralt, smiled, and said:

"This guy is also a poor ghost, I don't have that much kindness, so I will continue to treat him."

"If you don't bother and are not afraid that you won't be able to recover the cost of treatment, when this matter is over, find a good doctor for him and see if you can restore his mobility."

"But as I said, his leg bones are completely necrotic, and unless you find the best healer, breed a new pair of leg bones for him, and replace them for him, he won't be able to fight anymore."

"Of course, such a mage is definitely not cheap, including the materials and the cost of surgery, it will probably cost thousands of crowns."

Geralt and Dandrion glanced at each other, if it was a small amount of money, he might be able to help Ike pay it out of principle and justice in his heart, but thousands of crowns, even for the witcher, is a considerable amount.

It's a pity that Ike is only a ranger knight, not a real fiefdom knight, and even if he sells all his family property, it is estimated that he will not be able to make such a fortune.

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