Two rewards?
Haha, this is the power of social connections.
The world isn't just about fighting and killing.
If it were ordinary witchers, would they be able to get two rewards?
Guilliman felt a bit smug, but he said, "No need to be so polite, Keira. The one for Ciri can still be yours. I only want the one you're giving me."
"Let's keep in touch more often in the future. Just introduce me to a few more good contracts."
He wasn't short on money for now, and Keira was a good sparring partner who could also help him progress in his cultivation. He wouldn't quibble over such a small amount of money.
Seeing the witcher so understanding, Keira also showed a gentle smile, and her gaze towards the man became a little more affectionate.
After all, a lady who loves a luxurious lifestyle like her has quite high demands for money.
Besides her job as a royal advisor, she often took on extra work to earn some pocket money.
The two didn't linger in the town. They chose to rent a carriage and headed towards the area where the Plague Maiden was located.
It was a village ravaged by plague. Over eighty percent of the population had died one after another within just two months. Of the remaining villagers, some died, some fled, and the village was completely abandoned.
The reason the Plague Maiden was spotted this time was because someone came to pay respects to their deceased relatives and saw a large group of rats, bigger than cats, swarming around a terrifying banshee. They were so scared that they ran away.
Many people said what they saw was an illusion, but there were still knowledgeable experts who knew that a Plague Maiden would only form due to the resentment of the plague and certain special reasons. They then reported it to Ciri, the royal advisor.
Plague Maidens are high-level monsters, even more ferocious than Noonwraiths and Nightwraiths.
These wraith-type monsters are not afraid of sunlight. They carry terrifying plagues, poisonous mists, and various pathogens. Simply getting close to them could lead to an incurable disease and a miserable death.
So, even official sorcerers wouldn't easily provoke such monsters. At most, to prevent them from spreading the plague, they would set up some barriers or exorcism arrays to drive them away.
The coachman, who probably had heard similar rumors, dared not proceed further once they approached the village.
There was nothing to be done; after all, it wasn't his territory.
Keira paid the coachman a deposit and told him to wait not far from the village entrance.
Then, she and the witcher walked towards the village on foot.
Using a portal to go out on a contract had this drawback: buying a horse was too wasteful, but without a horse, the travel speed was too slow.
As for taking a horse through a portal, haha, if one wasn't afraid of the mount going mad due to magical interference, one could try it.
"Guilliman."
As they approached the village, the petite Keira, following behind the witcher, suddenly hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back, and after a while, she said, "After we enter the village..."
"Please help me block those rats."
"Actually... I'm a little afraid of rats. They're so furry and disgusting to look at."
Uh, you're actually afraid of rats.
Hearing this girlish weakness from Keira by chance made Guilliman almost burst out laughing.
However, it seemed to be the same in the game. After encountering a group of rats in the underground ruins, Keira was like a little girl who had met her nemesis, just screaming and shouting, forgetting that she was a powerful sorceress.
"No problem, my beautiful lady."
"If we encounter rats, just hide behind me."
"I will take care of them for you."
He acted quite gentlemanly. The witcher never refused such a small favor.
Whether it was the Aard Sign or the Igni Sign, both were excellent against rats. Even large groups of rats would basically be incinerated into charcoal with one blast of Igni.
However, after entering the village, Guilliman realized that the eyewitness was telling the truth; he had underestimated the plague rats too much.
In the plague-ridden village, as far as the eye could see, in the dark corners, there were rats everywhere, bigger than cats, each weighing at least seven or eight catties, fat and fierce, with glowing red eyes, and very sharp teeth and claws.
It was likely that if they encountered ordinary people, they wouldn't even need the plague to kill them; these fat rats, swarming all at once, could gnaw some ordinary people down to bones.
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