The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Doctor Old Phil's words plunged the Iron Forest Team into despair.

Potion?

Now, let alone wizards, there are hardly any wizard apprentices. Where can they find potions?

On the bed, Retak was still in a coma, his face was abnormally white.

The left forearm that had been bitten by the goblins was wrapped in gauze. The room was filled with a strong smell of herbs, making it difficult to breathe.

Although Old Phil was able to determine that Retak's wound was suffering from inflammation caused by bacterial infection, accompanied by symptoms such as fever and coma.

But he had no way to deal with this kind of bacteria because he had never seen it before and there was no record of it in medical books.

He could only treat Retak for complications caused by a common bacterial infection.

Clean the rotten flesh on the opponent's arm, apply anti-inflammatory ointment, and then give the opponent some herbal medicine to drink.

According to Old Phil's estimation, if things were optimistic, Retak could live for at most one month.

If he couldn't find a wizard to help him with treatment within a month, he would probably die.

However, Old Phil's words were tantamount to a death sentence for Retak.

The Iron Forest members had sad expressions on their faces.

"I know the wizard, but he is in Cintra, at least 5,000 kilometers away from here. It takes a year to go back and forth!" Zivar said sadly.

As he watched his friend lying on the bed dying, he felt as if something was grabbing his heart and was extremely distressed.

When he thought that the other person might never wake up, he felt his nose sore and wanted to cry.

Ganmier clenched his fists, feeling helpless about the situation.

He hated himself for not learning some herbal knowledge from the dryads or other elves when he was in Brokilon.

Now his friend is lying in front of him, but he can't do anything!

"Damn goblins!" Otik's eyes were red, and he regretted not killing all those beasts that looked like them!

"It would be great if we were in the north. We could ask for help from the priests in the Temple of Meliteli!" sighed the half-ling Karachi.

The worship of the goddess Meliteli is widely distributed among the northern countries, becoming less and less common as you go south, and even non-existent in Nilfgaard.

The sun god is worshipped here, only the sun cult.

However, the high priest of the Sun Cult was held by successive Nilfgaardian emperors, and they had known for a long time that there were no magic potions in the temple.

Everyone was helpless and could only watch Retak suffer.

At this time, Leon suddenly said: “I do know a wizard, but he is in Nilfgaard City, and I’m not sure if he can help.

Besides, I’m not sure if he’s still here…”

After Leon finished speaking, everyone looked at him.

Leon continued, "His name is Stregobor, and he is the magic advisor to the Emperor of Nilfgaard."

The dwarves cheered.

"Haha, it's enough to know where the wizard is. We can ask him for help, and we can find a way to get him whatever he wants!" Zival laughed.

Horv also shouted happily: "That's right, I'll even kneel down to him!"

Otik was very excited. He looked at Retak lying on the bed and said to Leon with a pleading expression: "Leon, please, help us! We can give anything!"

Leon nodded, and suddenly asked, "How long does it take to get to Nilfgaard from here?"

Gan Mier immediately replied: "Five days! Five days at the fastest, if everything goes well."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go now!" Holf shouted.

"Find a carriage first. Retak can't ride a horse now!" Zival reminded.

"Yes! Find a carriage!" said Horf hastily. "That's what I was going to say!"

"I'll go find the carriage. It's inconvenient for you." Gammill said, "If I cover my ears, at least I'll look like a human being."

He felt sad in his heart. He had the blood of both elves and humans, but he couldn't stay on either side.

The elves disliked him, and the humans cursed him as a dirty bastard.

Humans who have a quarter or even an eighth of elven blood would feel proud and honored.

Only those with half elven blood were despised and called half-elves!

Gan Mier took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Lyon also said goodbye: "I will go to the Earl of Grampian to explain the situation first. I hope he will forgive me for a few days."

"Why?" Ganmier expressed his incomprehension.

Zivar gave a bitter smile and answered for Leon: "We forgot to tell you that Leon was specially recruited to deal with those monsters.

Remember, he was a Nilfgaardian, and Nilfgaardians could not refuse a call from a local lord.

Perhaps tomorrow morning, or even earlier this evening, you will see Lyon's conscription order posted on the city gate, and you will probably have to report to some department right away."

Gammill looked at Leon and asked, "What about your mission? You still have the mission to escort Denzel!"

Lyon smiled bitterly and said, “Of course I can only breach the contract, but Earl Granbian promised to be responsible for the breach of contract.

I came back for this matter, so where is Denzel?"

"He went next door. He is an ordinary person and can't stand the long journey. Moreover, he was highly focused last night and should have fallen asleep by now."

Leon shrugged and said, "Okay, then I'll go to Lord Grampian to explain the situation. It shouldn't be a problem if I'm a few days late."

I hope so! Lyon thought to himself.

"But...what about Denzel? We still have to escort him and his cargo." Lacus suddenly asked, "We can't all go. We have to split up into two groups."

Gan Mier hesitated for a moment and said, “That’s true, our mission is not yet complete.

How about this, I'll go find the carriage first, and then the Demon Hunter and Zival will accompany Retak to go first, and the rest of us will stay to protect Denzel and his goods, how about that?"

Leon nodded.

Zivar replied immediately: "No problem."

The others had no objection, so they split up. Lyon went to see Earl Grampian and asked for a grace period, while Gammill disguised himself as a human to rent or buy a carriage.

In the end, things went quite smoothly in Lyon. Earl of Grampian generously gave him ten days, and he had to return to Grampian to complete the conscription mission within ten days.

But things were not so smooth for Ganmir. His half-elf identity was soon discovered. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, the color of his pupils and his temperament could not conceal it.

Now the people in Grampian are very hostile to foreign races, not just dwarves, but also humanoid races such as half-elves and halflings.

Gan Mier felt sad, and the repeated rejections almost made him angry and violent.

But in the end he held back.

Taking action is useless and will only make humans hate them more, even if they have done nothing wrong.

The turning point came in the evening.

Madison's men returned, dragging a dozen goblin corpses and tying them to the execution platform for everyone to see.

They then released the dwarfs imprisoned in the dungeon and publicly announced that the dwarfs were innocent and were victims.

The dwarves who had been tortured for several months were released. When they saw the culprit, they immediately became furious and rushed forward to tear the goblin's body on the execution platform to pieces.

After calming down, they all praised Earl Grampian for his wisdom.

Afterwards, the herald from the Earl's Palace came out and announced another thing in public.

A bounty of one silver coin is offered for each goblin's head.

Silver coins and gold coins are the oldest currencies in the world. They are used throughout the continent and will not depreciate.

At the same time, the herald also warned those with ulterior motives that if they dared to take this opportunity to wield a knife at the dwarf, whether intentionally or unintentionally, they would be dragged to the gallows and hanged, and all their property would be confiscated.

Sure enough, those with bad intentions in the crowd put away their hopeful looks and began to think about how to find the goblins.

Afterwards, Madison helped Gammill and the others solve the problem of the carriage, so Lyon and Zival took Retak out of the city overnight and headed straight for Nilfgaard.