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Chapter 67 - Chapter 67: Hugging the Queen's Thighs Tight

As Francesca said.

High-level spellcasters are extremely rare, mostly holding high positions, their whereabouts mysterious and difficult to approach. They are even rarer than the so-called kings and are the true powerhouses of this world.

If it weren't for the current weakness of the elven race, and Francesca's inability to personally handle many matters due to political reasons...

This powerful high-level sorceress probably wouldn't need his help at all.

Whether it was the two wyverns before or the transaction with the Squirrel Party members, these were all things Francesca could easily accomplish.

It was precisely for this reason that Guilliman was able to easily befriend this high-level sorceress.

Everyone has a weakness; it's just that this elven queen's weakness is particularly obvious.

With his current strength, if he encountered some troublesome monsters...

Such as certain evil gods, high-level demons, or other super monsters like higher-dimensional beings...

Inviting this high-level sorceress to help would likely allow him to defeat monsters many levels above him and obtain extremely generous rewards.

This transaction was a rare opportunity.

Guilliman wasn't particularly short on money; even a large fortune wouldn't significantly boost his strength.

So, looking at the beautiful elven queen before him, the witcher revealed a faint smile and said:

"It's an honor to conduct business with you, Ms. Francesca."

"How about this? The money from this transaction can be temporarily held by you, and without interest, even."

"However, I have one condition."

"You are a powerful sorceress, someone to look up to, and the strongest sorceress I currently know."

"As a witcher, sometimes even I encounter formidable monsters."

"I hope that in such situations, I can receive your assistance."

"Of course, I will pay the corresponding remuneration, not limited to money; it can be other conditions."

"Just as you employ me, we can establish a certain cooperative relationship."

The poor witcher audaciously proposed to employ an elven queen, and this queen was also a high-level sorceress.

Although such words sounded ridiculous...

Francesca's smile didn't fade at all; she remained as elegant and beautiful as ever.

Her eyes shifted, and she looked at the witcher before her with a meaningful gaze, saying:

"A certain cooperative relationship, you say?"

"Heh heh, Mr. Guilliman."

"You truly are an ambitious witcher."

This situation didn't surprise Francesca. She had long believed Guilliman was a clever and ambitious man.

There was already an element of mutual cooperation and utilization between the two of them.

Now, it was merely being openly stated.

After a few seconds of consideration...

Francesca, as if she had anticipated this, reached out and placed an exquisite gem box on the table between them.

Inside the box was a metal magical item resembling a pocket watch. In the center was a purple gem the size of a quail's egg, which looked quite valuable.

As Guilliman observed the magical item, Francesca's clear and pleasant voice rang out:

"This is a special magical item, very rare and precious. I call it a magical communicator."

"No matter how far the distance, as long as you inject enough magic into the gem, you can communicate with me remotely via voice."

"When you encounter a difficult monster or have certain questions that need answering, you can use this magical communicator to contact me."

"However, you should be aware that, in most cases, I can only provide you with some covert assistance; I cannot allow humans to discover my identity."

"Only when it's certain that my identity won't be exposed will I possibly intervene to help you deal with some monsters."

At this point, Francesca's face showed a slightly playful smile, and she said, beaming:

"Since it's a cooperative relationship, then work hard for me, Mr. Witcher."

"High-level sorceresses rarely help others; my price is very high."

"The money you've entrusted to me will probably be spent very quickly."

...After the conversation ended.

The cooperative relationship between Guilliman and Francesca had been clarified, and their conversations were no longer as veiled and tentative as before.

In the current situation, although he could help this elven queen with some minor matters, her power was actually many times greater than his.

Neither her individual strength nor the power of the elven race she ruled could be compared to a witcher who was still at a mortal level.

But even so, Guilliman was very happy, feeling that he had gained even more.

By clinging to this elven queen's long leg...

Some plans that previously seemed too risky now seemed feasible.

For example, his long-cherished desire to go to Black Gull Island to find the Lady of the Lake, to help the goddess achieve victory against the evil god Dagon, and to eliminate the thousands of evil half-fishmen in Lake Vizima.

He couldn't even imagine how much soul power he would gain if he could absorb the soul of this evil god, even if it was just the soul of an evil god's avatar.

If he could be as lucky as Geralt and gain the goddess's favor, and perhaps even'stake' with the Lady of the Lake...

Could he instantly gain hundreds of points of soul sublimation progress and directly enter the transcendent stage?

The unknown is what is most worth anticipating.

As his contact with Francesca deepened, and their cooperation grew, the opportunity for him to pluck this valley daisy drew closer.

According to the statistics of professionals in Ammonite Village, the materials from the wyverns in the storage space were worth approximately nine thousand orens, with each wyvern averaging six hundred orens.

This was definitely a very high price, entirely due to the storage space's time-stopping function, which kept the materials in an almost freshly killed state, very fresh.

If it were ordinary hunters, even if they got incredibly lucky and managed to hunt a wyvern...

By the time they butchered the materials and transported them back to the city for sale, probably more than half of these materials, except for the leather and claws, would have already spoiled, making it difficult to sell for a high price.

Even Francesca, with centuries of experience and access to many elven treasures, was curious about Guilliman's ability.

The elven queen herself owned several magical items that could store objects; the small leather pouch hanging from her slender waist was one such item.

However, a treasure that could stop time within a space, and even keep ingredients and food in their original state, was something even she, a high-level sorceress, had never seen.

Guilliman didn't say it was his inherent ability, but rather spoke vaguely, telling the sorceress it was his secret.

Seeing that the elven queen before him still wanted to ask other questions...

The witcher then brought out his trump card, the characteristic game of the witcher world: Gwent.

"Your Majesty, how about a game of Gwent?"

"The winner can ask the loser one question!"

"And no lying!"

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