"Have you found out who the killer is?"

Hearing this, Triss's tone was a little puzzled, wasn't the murderer of this incident a monster in the forest? Could there be anyone else?

Wayne didn't sell it, and told Triss from beginning to end about the clues he found after entering the mine, as well as a series of actions such as finding the coroner and identifying the murderer.

Finally, he took out the letter he had found from Link's house, along with his hair and other personal belongings, and handed it to the sorceress, and said:

"It's confirmed, Triss."

"Now, as long as you confirm Link's location through the prophecy spell, there is a high probability that you will be able to find the location of that deer head."

After listening to all of Wayne's answers, Triss's eyes flashed slightly, her cheeks were slightly red, and she applauded with admiration:

"Wonderful reasoning and action."

"Choosing you as my helper was the right choice, Wayne."

"If this was left to the city guards or myself, it would definitely not be possible to lock down a useful message so quickly."

"I'll take care of the rest,"

"I'm going to prepare the materials needed for the prophecy ritual, and once I've confirmed Link's location, let's go kill the deer-headed spirit together."

Triss's tone was a little excited, she originally thought that she would spend several days here, but she didn't expect that just after arriving here today, Wayne had almost found out the truth, which was also a big surprise for her and her family.

After all, the sooner this matter is resolved, the smaller the economic losses will be, and the relationship with the most powerful Duke of Maribo in Maribo City will also make progress as a result, and there will be a lot of benefits.

Being able to deal with a big nobleman is a boost even for her, a royal advisor.

After Triss left, Wayne was not idle, he was busy all day today, and he didn't even eat lunch, he took Ai to a fairly famous restaurant in the city and had a hearty lunch, so that Alan, an ordinary hunter who had never seen much of the world, also enjoyed the feeling of being a rich man.

The young man had been running with him for a day, which was a bit of a credit, and Lord Wayne had always been a generous man.

By the time the two returned to Triss's family mansion, the sorceress had already completed the preparations needed for the prophecy ritual.

Triss is using a rather ancient form of prophecy, and although it has a rather tongue-twisting official term, most casters simply call it visceral divination.

In a rather old-looking magic circle, a white-fur goat was fixed in the center of the magic circle.

Link's hair was wrapped in a special piece of paper with a magic spell written on it, and the goat ate it.

Around the goats, there are strange stones, frogs, rats, beast skulls, and several symbolic magical materials.

Outside the magic circle, Triss danced a strange dance and chanted a jerky magic spell, which lasted for about ten minutes, and the red-haired beauty's forehead was slightly sweaty, before she stopped the prayer ritual.

Then, picking up a strangely shaped dagger from the magic circle, which was supposed to be carved from animal bones, Triss walked over to the goat, which seemed to have been ingested and remained motionless in the center of the magic circle.

A knife stabbed into the goat's stomach, and after a bang, it directly cut open its belly, and all kinds of internal organs flowed down the wound to the ground.

After all these internal organs flowed to the magic circle, the goat still stood and did not fall, and the sorceress deftly withdrew from the magic circle, standing on the edge of the magic circle, and began to carefully observe the position, color, shape, and other information feedback that only the sorceress could distinguish.

Although this kind of visceral divination is bloody and ancient, and Wayne has read some records about it from many books, it is already an old method thousands of years ago, but in the world of magic, many things are more ancient and useful.

The same goes for visceral divination.

A few minutes later, Triss exhaled lightly, came to Wayne's side, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and said with a somewhat relaxed expression:

"Found it, Wayne."

"The owner of those hairs is not dead, he is now in the forest south of the mine, about five or six miles away, and I have fixed his position."

"After I get a little rest, I'll recover my mana, and we'll head out there."

"You also have to prepare in advance, if the enemy is a deer head, maybe when you get there, you will be besieged by a group of monsters."

Wayne nodded, for this opponent, he had already simulated it many times in his mind, and he had already made sufficient mental preparations.

However, the battle preparations that should be done still have to be done, as the guardian of the forest, it is the same as most plant-based monsters, and the most feared thing is fire, followed by silver weapons.

So the honeycomb bomb and the dragon's dream are indispensable, fortunately, the alchemy bomb is a luxury for other witchers, but for Lord Wayne, this thing is just like an arrow, just an ordinary consumable, and there is already a full warehouse in the warehouse at his home.

There is even a risk of expiration if you don't use it in a hurry.

As for the choice of the witcher's potion, Wayne thought about it for a while, and it had to be a swallow potion that could not be beaten by thunder, a thunder potion that combined with increased strength, and a tawny owl that enhanced its reaction strength.

However, he was now able to drink four bottles of potions at the same time, and after thinking about it for a while, he gave himself another bottle of wolf potion that increased his agility.

If nothing else, it's just to be able to speed up your dodge ability in battle, so as not to be hit by monster attacks, even if you don't get seriously injured, it's very painful.

It's a pity that the deer head essence belongs to the remnant category of monsters, a rather rare type of monster, and residual oil should be used to deal with this kind of monster, but this kind of sword oil, Wayne has only seen relevant records in Kyle Mohan's books, and he has not found the specific production method, so he can only give up this option.

Soon, when Wayne had made all the pre-battle preparations, and Triss had also prepared her pre-battle preparations, the red-haired beauty was still so attentive that she specially sent someone to find two docile mares as a means of transportation for the two.

The location where the deer head spirit is located is also quite far from here, and if you go there on foot, maybe you haven't started the fight yet, and the physical strength of the two of you has already consumed more than half.

When everything was ready, Wayne and Triss didn't delay any longer, and rode their two mares, one after the other, towards Link's location.

Riding all the way, Wayne found that Triss was not at all as delicate as those aristocratic ladies, her riding skills were not inferior to ordinary men, and there was some heroic cuteness in her every move.

She wore a handsome lady's knight's suit, black riding boots, a red patterned leather jacket, two white hemispheres exposed on her chest, and a pearl necklace around her neck.

In addition to being a little playful and cute, she has a lot more confident temperament than ordinary women, which can unconsciously attract people's attention.

About half an hour later, the two of them were running through the forest, and soon came to a place not far from where Triss had locked.

And Wayne's keen eyes had already noticed the skull totem standing in the forest.

It was a terrifying totem made from a mixture of the bones of various animals and humans, which was not only splashed with bright red blood, but also exuded an aura that made people feel disgusted.

When the mounts of the two came to a place more than ten meters away from the totem, they did not dare to continue to advance.

There was no choice but to dismount and walk.

Triss frowned, and after circling the totem, she spoke:

"It's black magic, the black magic used by the deer-headed spirits."

"Destroy it, keeping it will only increase the strength of the deer head and make it more difficult to deal with."

Hearing this, Wayne pinched out a magic seal in his hand, and Igri's flames engulfed the totem, igniting it into a flaming torch.

With the flaming torch in place, only a few seconds later, Wayne's ears suddenly moved, and he quickly pulled out the Startic electric blade on his waist, looked at Triss, and warned in his mouth:

"Be careful, Triss, there are quite a few enemies coming."

When Triss heard this, she didn't suspect it, and immediately her heart tightened, and she took out the red orb she used in the tomb last time from her waist bag, and came to Wayne's side and was on guard carefully.

Sure enough, in less than two minutes, with the howl of wolves one after another, more than a dozen wild wolves surrounded from all directions, and with them, there were more than a dozen huge crows in the sky.

They were taller than their ordinary counterparts, and they didn't have any fear in the face of the two of them, their bloodshot red eyes were full of murderous intent, their mouths were open, and they seemed to be about to pounce at any moment.

Wayne observed the situation, turned to Triss, and said:

"Cast the spell with confidence, Triss, and I'll protect you."

Triss glanced at Wayne when she heard this, and no longer hesitated, raised the red orb in her hand, and began to chant the incantation, a large amount of chaos magic began to condense around her, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to rise slightly.

The wild wolves and crows surrounding the two seemed to sense the danger, and immediately opened their mouths, let out a demonstrative roar, and then began to cooperate with each other to attack the two as if they had accepted the command.

But they're up against a witcher who has drunk potions, has powerful weapons, and is fully prepared.

Wayne held his breath and stared, the electric blade in his hand, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and when the first wild wolf entered his attack range, his body suddenly rose up, and immediately turned into a thunderbolt, and instantly appeared beside the wild wolf, and the electric blade in his hand turned into an afterimage, and he cut off a wolf's head with a bang.

Seeing this, the other wolves were undaunted and jumped to their feet, wanting to besiege the witcher from different directions.

However, the short sword in Wayne's hand swept violently, and a chain of lightning as thick as an arm flew out of his short sword, quickly hitting the three wild wolves who pounced, and the strong electricity, accompanied by the wild wolf's terrible wail, turned them into charred corpses that smelled of roasted meat.

And the dozen or so crows that pounced in the sky were also ignited into burning fireballs by Wayne's Ignifa seal.

Under Wayne's great strength, no beast was able to break through his defenses and interfere with Triss, who was casting spells.

As the saying goes, whether it is a wolf or a crow, like these beasts covered with hair, when facing the flames, they are all fatal weaknesses.

And just as Wayne and the beasts were in battle, Triss's spell quickly completed the spell, and a large number of fireballs erupted from her fiery red orb, as if she was holding a large firework in her hand, whether it was a wolf or a crow, they were quickly drowned in countless fireballs.

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