《Witcher: I Can Extract Everything》Chapter 14: Wizard
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The reception room was not big. When Heath came here, he immediately saw Kayla.
At this time, he was sitting on the sofa. A young and beautiful girl was sitting on his lap. Half of her dress had been taken off, and most of her snow-white body was exposed. She let Kayla play with her, and her red cheeks were panting emotionally.
No matter how one looked at this sexy scene, it looked like a couple in love who could not control themselves. But seriously, this girl was actually Kayla's daughter... Well, at least in name, she was his daughter. She was the orphan left behind by that Knight.
Well, one had to admit that this world was really too chaotic. Heath thought so too.
He coughed. "Cough! I hope I'm not disturbing you two."
The two of them who were in heat on the sofa finally stopped.
Kayla laughed and said nonsense, "No, my daughter has two lumps on her chest and she's not feeling well. I was taking a look at her."
The young girl put on her dress as if nothing had happened. At the same time, she secretly pinched Kayla. "Father, since you have a guest to see, I'll go out first."
Kayla nodded. "Alright, you can go out and play."
The girl stood up and bowed to Heath, then left.
Heath looked at Kayla with a strange expression. Although he knew that the two were not really father and daughter, at least in name, the girl called him that.
He was really curious. They... When the girl called him father, didn't he feel uncomfortable in his heart?
Probably sensing the strange look in Heath's eyes, Kayla frowned and said, "Hey, Brother, can you not look at me like that? It makes me feel like a pervert."
Heath walked over and sat down beside him. He said matter-of-factly, "Aren't you?"
Kayla was speechless. "You... How do I explain this? Rosa and I have known each other for a long time, and when we met, we never thought that I would marry her mother, okay?"
"That's the rule. I have to marry her mother to inherit the farm. What can I do?"
Heath rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Then should I praise your love? Don't think that I don't know that before this, you and that girl were just acquaintances and not lovers."
Pausing for a moment, he said disdainfully, "Besides, did nothing happen between you and your new wife?"
The girl's mother was a famous beauty in River Valley, and she was not even thirty years old.
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Kayla's face turned slightly red. It was obvious that Heath had hit the nail on the head.
He quickly coughed and changed the topic. "Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore. I came to look for you today for an important matter."
Pausing for a moment, he suddenly said, "Do you know? The boat is here."
Heath's body trembled. "Really?"
Every ten years, a ship would sail from overseas. On the ship was a group of special guests. They were called --
Wizards!
Yes, as his understanding of this world deepened, Heath realized that the stories in the legends were true. They could summon wind and rain, turn stone into gold, and even eternal youth!
This world really had magic, and this world really had Wizards!
Heath asked excitedly, "Are the Wizards here too?"
Kayla nodded. "Of course. Prepare the Magic Stones."
The Magic Stone was the small black stone that Baron Carter had given him. It was extracted from the Graystone Mine.
The Wizards seemed to need this kind of ore very much. It was said that it was the currency of the Wizards.
Every ten years, the Wizards' ships would stop briefly in the Aike Continent. During this period, anyone who had magic stones could go and make a wish for everything they wanted -- money, power, women, even power, and even life!
As long as they could afford enough Magic Stones, any Wizard would be satisfied.
Kayla said excitedly, "Hehe, I heard that Wizards have elixirs and tools that can keep people alive forever. Even if you work for a whole day, you won't be tired. No matter how many women come, you can make their legs go weak."
The Baron gave each Apprentice Knight a Magic Stone, and they could do whatever they wanted with it.
After a pause, Kayla asked, "What about you? Brother Heath, what are you going to do with that Magic Stone of yours?"
Heath said casually, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Actually, he had two.
Kayla suggested, "Why don't you use it to buy the first night of the Scarlet Princess in the Kingdom of Oz? It is said that her beauty has shocked the entire continent."
Heath was speechless. "Can't you be a little more normal in your mind?"
Kayla twitched his mouth. "Tsk! You're the one who's abnormal. You only know how to cultivate all day long. You even push women away when they come close to you. If I were you, I would have already slept with all the women in River Valley... No, in the entire Rodin Kingdom!"
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"What's the point of living if you don't sleep with two more women in your life?"
Heath picked up the teacup and gently shook the tea in it. He looked at the ripples and his lips curved into a smile.
He said meaningfully, "Interesting..."
"Of course it's interesting..."
...
Half a month later, the biggest port on the east coast of the Aike Continent, White Water Port.
Goat Milk Manor.
It was said that the ancestor of the manor was only a shepherd. Because he was kind-hearted, he gave a traveler a cup of hot goat milk. Then, the traveler gave the shepherd the manor.
The manor was not strong, but no one dared to mess with it in the entire Aike Continent.
Because the traveler who built the manor was none other than a Wizard who could call the wind and summon the rain!
At this moment, in the Goat Milk Manor.
Rows of luxurious carriages were parked outside the manor. Guests who had carefully prepared gifts entered the manor in an endless stream. It was crowded and bustling.
The wishing day that came once every ten years had arrived. Everyone hoped to use magic to realize their wishes.
"Take your number plate and look at the number on it. Wait in the hall for the summoning. If you don't agree immediately when the number is called, you will have to rearrange the order. Do you understand?" The manor attendant handed a wooden plate with a number on it to Heath.
Heath agreed and left with the wooden plate.
At this moment, Kayla ran over. "Hey, Heath, what's your number?"
Heath raised the plate and waved it. "108."
Kayla said, "I'm 107 and I'm in front of you. Let's go wait in the hall and see what the others want."
"Okay."
The two of them then walked into the hall.
The spacious hall was crowded at this moment. People from various countries were crowding here, both nobles and civilians.
Everyone's eyes were gathered in front of them, looking excited.
There was a low table against the wall, and an old man sat in front of the table.
Heath sized up this Wizard.
He had a long goatee and gray hair. He held a pipe in one hand and wore a gray cloak. His image unexpectedly matched the Wizard in a movie in Heath's memory.
When the two entered, they met a mortal who had made a wish.
It was a man dressed in shabby clothes. His fingernails were full of dirt, and his entire body was emitting a sour smell.
The people around could not help but pinch their noses. However, the Wizard did not mind. He smiled amiably and said, "Sir, do you want any help?"
The man took out a dirty small cloth bag. After opening the bag, eight Magic Stones were scattered inside.
He respectfully placed the Magic Stones on the low table, and then bent his knees in front of the low table. His whole body trembled as he said, "I... I... I hope to... become... a noble."
A noble was the food-eater of this world. As long as one was a noble, they would be able to live comfortably without having to worry about their livelihood.
However, the social status was destined. It was impossible for a commoner to become a noble.
However, at this moment, the Wizard just nodded with a smile and said as if nothing had happened. "Okay, I promise you."
Then, he took out a glass bottle and said to everyone, "The potion in this bottle can make people immune to all diseases. If you drink it, you won't be afraid of the plague..."
Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man stood out.
The man pointed at the poor man on the ground and said, "I am the Duke of Ankara. I promise in the name of the Ankara family that I will make this man a Lord if he promises to be loyal to the Ankara family for generations."
The wizard nodded, and the Duke of Ankara went forward and took the bottle of potion.
The poor man on the ground was so excited that he could not help but blush. He said crazily, "I am a noble! I am a noble! I am a noble! Thank you, thank you, Wizard, Thank you, Wizard!"
The Wizard said with a smile, "You're welcome."
After saying that, he suddenly picked up his pipe and knocked on the corner of the table.
Immediately.
Splash!
Suddenly, a water ball appeared in the air. The water ball flew to the man's body and swam around, sucking away the dirt on the man's body.
The Wizard then took a puff of smoke and gently exhaled smoke at the man. The smoke surrounded the man and seemed to turn into silk threads. The clothes on the man's body actually began to knit automatically, and the ragged clothes turned into a long shirt with buttons.
In the blink of an eye, the stinky poor man disappeared and was replaced by a well-dressed gentleman.
The crowd exclaimed.
"Magic! It's magic!"
"Oh my god!"
At this moment, Heath was also very excited. He was sandwiched in the crowd and stared at the front with his eyes wide open.
It was really...
There was really magic!
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