In late August, Wayne spent about a dozen days returning to Middle-earth.

He spent nearly two months in the world over there, taking care of everything that needed to be dealt with, and getting along well with Robin, the death claw that had grown two meters tall, and the white fang of the ice wolf, and using animal taming and personal feeding to strengthen the bond between the owner and the pet.

The current Deathclaw Robin, although it is still in the growth period and has not really reached adulthood, but after nearly three years of growth, it already has quite strong combat effectiveness, fighting tigers and leopards, and fighting wolves hard, in the forest behind Wayne Manor, there is almost no beast that can match it.

The forest has become a playground and territory for deathclaws, and most of the time, Robin hunts for it on its own, and only when it is hungry will it remember the delicious food cooked by its owner.

However, because of the beast taming and Wayne's careful training, this little guy still will not have any resistance to the master's orders, and completely obeys Wayne's orders, and can already act as a qualified combat partner in ordinary battles, at least it is very easy to deal with ordinary people.

It is much stronger than the white fang of the ice wolf, which has been completely transformed into a housekeeper.

And Wayne now has a magic tent, which is sort of a large warehouse that can be carried around, and as long as it is used wisely, it can even start an otherworldly trade, and the hobbit pipe grass is a good item.

During Virgin's time, the pipe grass he brought back from Middle-earth was very popular with the dwarves in O'Henry's blacksmith's shop.

When it was given as a gift to the wealthy merchant Révarden, the southern merchant was full of praise for it, and even immediately asked him about the origin of the tobacco and whether it was possible to cooperate with him, and the profit margin was very large.

Therefore, after returning to Middle-earth this time, he took out a large sum of money, well, and borrowed a sum of money from Vivien, so that the old butler Ford would help him buy a large number of pipe grass, and at the same time, he would also hire more hobbits to expand the cultivation of pipe grass.

In Wayne's plan, these otherworldly pipe grasses are not just sold as ordinary luxury, but will be promoted in another way with the GWENT brand, and he has not forgotten the importance of the GWENT brand.

As the game of GWENT became more and more popular among the northern kingdoms, a special business plan to help him level up the GWENT card was already brewing in his mind.

By the time Wayne returned from Middle-earth to the Witcher's World, it was the beginning of September, and it was not far from the time for Sintra to choose a family party.

After saying goodbye to his acquaintances in Vigema City, he drove the magic flying carpet along the route of the Pontar River, all the way west, through Temeria, passing through the kingdom of Soden, and flying for about a day and a half, and came to a huge primeval forest.

According to the map marking, this is the legendary Brockleon Forest, also known as the Forest of Dryads or the Forest of Death.

It is a large area of primeval forest surrounded by the countries of Sintra, Brugg, Soden and Verdon, and is inhabited by various creatures such as tree spirits, leprechauns and forest gods.

Due to the long-term competition for precious tree resources, there is a deep hatred between the dryads and humans who live here.

It is a very dangerous place for humans, and anyone who enters the forest can be shot by the tree spirits hiding in the trees, who will not give any warning before firing a dark arrow.

This has also led to the hostility of neighboring countries towards the Treants, but due to the strong strength of the Treants, the fierce resistance of the Treants, and the checks and balances of other countries, no country has been able to take advantage of this competition at present.

Recalling the information he had read from the books, Wayne flew slowly over the forest in a magical flying carpet.

It is said that the capital of the Dryads is called Doonkanal, which means the Land of Oak Trees in ancient terms, and is located deep in this primeval forest, which is home to the Dryads and is also inhabited by a powerful spellcaster, Queen Silver-Eyed Esna, the queen of the Dryads.

It was the most secret place for the dryads, and few outsiders were able to enter it, and even if they did, they would be blindfolded before entering Doonkanal.

And when it comes to tree spirits, we have to mention the special way of reproduction of this creature.

As a race of all women, the dryads cannot reproduce their own offspring, and they must have a chance to give birth to children by intercourse with humans and elves, and every child born to a dryad will be a girl.

However, because of the enemy relationship between the dryads and humans, human men are often taken into the forest in the form of captives, except for a few men who will be released, the others will most likely become reproductive tools or be ruthlessly killed after they have no use value.

Unfortunately, as a notoriously infertile witcher, unless Wayne hides his identity and disguises himself as an elf, even if he goes to the Dryad's territory, there is a high probability that he will not be treated as a fertility object and be treated as a stallion.

However, as a demon hunter in the same situation as the inhuman race, as long as his identity is revealed, Wayne will not suffer the same hostility as the human dryads, although he may not be treated like a friend, but at least he will not be attacked by cold arrows.

Wayne stood on the magic flying carpet, looking at the dense primeval forest below, and thought about it for dozens of seconds.

It was about a week before the time he and Geralt had agreed.

In his opinion, even if he is in Sintra now, he may not be able to find out where Geralt is, and perhaps, it is a good choice to meet the dryads at this time to see if he can get some commissions from them and cultivate some favorability.

Of course, Wayne would definitely not admit that he wanted to see those beautiful women with good bodies and beautiful faces, but they were all naked.

After all, as a natural ally of the non-human race like the witchers and elven dwarves, it is quite meaningful for the Dryant Force to establish a friendly relationship and become familiar with each other.

Just as Wayne was thinking this, I don't know if it was the lucky attribute that played a role, and a faint female exclamation and cry for help suddenly came from the forest below.

"Who's going to help me! Sisters! Is there anyone around here? ”

This cry for help was a little far away from him, and it should have been a young girl listening to the voice.

Fortunately, Wayne's witcher perception has reached the peak level among all demon hunters, otherwise, if you are other witchers, you won't be able to hear anything at all at such a distance.

He would not stand idly by in the face of women's cries for help, whether it was out of the witcher's duty to protect the people or Wayne's own conscience.

After only hesitating for a second or two, Wayne immediately reversed the direction of the magic flying carpet and flew towards the primeval forest below, following the source of the cries for help.

The trees of the primeval forest shade the sky, and a large number of leaves and branches obscure the scene on the ground.

The speed of the flying carpet is very fast, and with the blessing of riding skills, Wayne is very comfortable with the flying carpet, and it only takes a short time to pass through the obstacles of the layers of trees and come to the place where the cry for help came from.

What caught his eye was a small, green-skinned beauty with only a few vines and leaves tied around her waist, and she was running quickly among the trees, her expression panicked, calling for her companions as she ran.

Behind her, there was a huge, black fur, extremely fast feline beast.

Wayne didn't know if it was a cheetah or a bobcat, or any other feline, but in this complex primeval forest environment, it was faster than the girl in front of it, and the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed in the chase.

Facing the green-skinned beauty more than ten meters away, this beast roared while running, its sharp teeth and sharp claws were ready to move, as if waiting at any time to cut open the belly of the prey in front of it.

And at this moment, the green-skinned beauty was busy with the source, and her foot accidentally touched the vine, and her body lost control and fell to the ground.

Although she fell, the beast behind her did not hesitate, and immediately pounced with all its strength and even more rapidly.

And in the face of such a crisis, the green-skinned beauty had no choice but to look at the beast that pounced on her face with horror, and couldn't help but let out a desperate exclamation in her mouth.

Seeing this, Wayne did not hesitate any longer, and drove the flying carpet quickly over the head of the beast, while he himself had already predicted the distance and speed, and jumped from the top of the beast's head.

He took out the Startic electric blade in his hand, and with the power of chain lightning, he instantly split this black feline beast in two from the waist from the top down.

The sword flashed, and the blood splattered, but fortunately, the lightning effect of the Startic electric blade instantly scorched the beast's wounds, and before it even had time to let out a mournful roar, it had completely lost its life, and did not let those blood splash on Wayne's body.

Otherwise, in the process of hurrying, it would be too uncomfortable to carry a body of blood.

And the green-skinned beauty with a smooth upper body couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise when she saw Wayne who fell from the sky and slashed the beast with a sword.

She never imagined that in this forest, where only dryads lived, a handsome man would suddenly fall from the sky and save her from the mouth of a wild beast.

She stared blankly at the man until he shook off the blood from the blade of his sword in a handsome manner, put it into its sheath, smiled and stretched out his palm to her, and said:

"Ma'am, I'm Wayne the Witcher, are you alright?"

(There's another chapter in the evening, hehe!) ）

(End of chapter)