Witcher: Master Kiliman’s Grand Ambitions-Chapter 21: Dragon Slaying Battle (1)

On the evening before this day, Valessa seemed to have some free time. The two sat by the campfire, eating grilled food, drinking sweet wine, and talking for a long while.
The Witcher spoke about various strange and bizarre monsters in the world, while the female elf's topics were somewhat heavier, all concerning century-old dilemmas about where non-human races would go in the future, and whether humans and elves could coexist.
Kiriman didn't brush her off either, nor did he care about changing the future storyline. Instead, he honestly shared his perspectives based on the history and future of this world that he knew.
For example, the upcoming Third Nilfgaard War, how the Northern kingdoms would most likely be defeated, and how various internal conflicts caused by the war would be transferred between humans and non-human races, inevitably leading to racial conflicts.
He believed that in such a state of scarce resources at the bottom level, humans were extremely xenophobic. Often, they couldn't even coexist with fellow humans from other countries, let alone non-human races.
Unless the elf race and dwarf race were willing to become human slaves and be eternally enslaved by them.
Otherwise, competition between the two was inevitable. Even if humans didn't attack now, in the future when humans grew stronger, they would eventually eliminate other races.
Perhaps he had spoken too profoundly, as Valessa fell into silence after listening.
After the silence, perhaps feeling depressed, the female elf proposed a sparring match, calling it a weapon testing session.
And Kiriman's intuition was correct.
Valessa was indeed a warrior of considerable skill, wielding two elven single-handed swords - one long and one short.
It was unclear where this swordsmanship originated from. When Valessa dodged, her footsteps were light and elusive, carrying a certain rhythmic quality reminiscent of elven dance. When she struck, her moves combined agility with ruthlessness, often catching opponents off guard and hitting vital points. It was a truly terrifying killing sword technique.
If not for Kiriman's current physical attributes being several times superior to this female elf's, he would likely have been defeated by this killing-focused sword technique within a dozen moves.
However, in the face of absolute power and speed, even the strongest techniques were useless.
They dueled for over ten minutes until Valessa, exhausted and drenched in fragrant sweat, conceded due to physical fatigue.
Watching the handsome and spirited elven beauty reluctantly depart as night deepened, Kiriman knew his efforts to increase favorability tonight had been very successful. She definitely held considerable goodwill toward him now.
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Early the next morning, the Witcher's superhuman stamina meant Kiriman needed little sleep.
He set out early and arrived at the dragon hunting team's gathering spot, only to find the dwarves were also early risers.
These short, stout dwarf warriors, each looking like tree stumps, carried heavy crossbows, ropes, and battle axes. They were all rubbing their hands in anticipation, clearly quite excited about the upcoming dragon hunt.
When dragon hunting captain Alpan discussed the battle plan with everyone, he brought some significant news.
"Brothers, we've gotten lucky."
"Our scout who went to investigate the wyvern nest has returned with good news."
"It turns out those two wyverns are currently in their egg-laying period. The blind female has already laid several wyvern eggs and must constantly guard the nest."
As he spoke, this rather fierce-looking dragon hunting team captain looked at Kiriman and said:
"The current situation is very favorable for us, Witcher."
"Wyverns in their egg-laying period are extremely aggressive. We'll go to a safe location and use harassment tactics to lure out the male wyvern, then work together to surround and kill it."
"Your task is to prevent that female wyvern from coming out to support. We cannot handle two wyverns simultaneously. If possible, please kill it inside the cave."
Hearing this, Kiriman nodded. After a moment of silence, he said to Alpan:
"We agreed to split the reward equally, but this plan seems to favor me more. Is this really okay?"
Dwarf Alpan exchanged glances with the other dwarves around him, then they all laughed heartily and said:
"Witcher, you have too little dragon-slaying experience."
"Don't think you're getting the better deal - pregnant female dragons are more dangerous than males."
"To protect their dragon eggs, these females will truly fight to the death."
"Let's decide like this. Wait for our signal, then kill this female dragon. Finally, we'll split the reward equally."
"After fighting together this time, if there are more opportunities like this, I'll think of you."
With things put this way, Kiriman naturally had no reason to refuse.
They then discussed some minor details before setting out toward the distant Tea Mountain summit.
The dragon-slaying battle was right before them.
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As Tea Mountain had been cultivated by Ammonite Village for many years, the mountain path was well-established and not difficult to traverse.
Before long, the group reached Tea Mountain's halfway point.
Alpan pointed toward a cave near the cliff at the distant mountaintop and said to Kiriman:
"That's the wyvern nest over there. We'll split up now."
"We'll set up traps at the halfway point. After you see the male wyvern fly out of the cave, don't act immediately."
"You must wait until we've bound the wyvern with grappling hooks and launched the flare signal."
This had already been agreed upon. After nodding his agreement, Kiriman headed alone toward the mountaintop cave location.
Having been in the Witcher world for over a month now, climbing mountains was already familiar territory for him. Within half an hour, he had quietly reached the area near the mountaintop cave, waiting for the dwarves' signal.
With battle imminent, Kiriman didn't hold back facing his first fight against an elite monster.
He decisively took out a Thunderbolt potion that increased strength and explosive power, and a Tawny Owl potion that boosted magic recovery speed from his storage space, and drank them both down.
After consuming the potions, Kiriman quickly felt the power of the potent concoctions surging through his body, then rapidly transmitting through his blood vessels, mutated organs, and muscles to every part of his body. A sensation of enhanced overall strength emerged.
He narrowed his eyes, entering a semi-meditative state, and looked at his attribute panel.
He immediately noticed that behind his strength and agility attributes, there appeared a temporary boost notification of +1.5, meaning one Thunderbolt potion had roughly increased his strength and agility attributes by 1.5 times that of an ordinary person - truly impressive results.
Not only that, the Witcher King system was quite user-friendly.
After drinking the two potions, the toxicity resistance bar changed to 8/15.52, using data to tell him that these two potions' toxicity was about eight points, and his toxicity resistance limit could still allow him to drink one or two more potions.
Kiriman was quite satisfied with the potions' effects. He drew his Witcher steel sword, gripping it tightly in hand, while holding his breath and focusing his spirit, his gaze fixed intently on the wyvern nest entrance, ready to join the battle at any moment.