The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 127 Berengar is coming

Chapter 127 Berengar Returns

It's just that he is used to keeping a low profile. He prefers to do things first rather than talk, and not to show off.

So Lynn told them how he, Geralt, Alpen and others had served as guards for the caravan.

Seeing that Lin En took the initiative to speak, Yarpan, who had kept silent before, took the opportunity to tell about Lin En's heroic performance when encountering the elf commandos.

After these words were spoken, the demon hunters at the long table were all surprised.

Except for Vesemir.

After all, Vesemir had heard Lynn say it once when he was in the kitchen.

Vesemir had actually heard of those elven commandos who hid in the forest and came out from time to time to cause destruction.

Although he often warned Geralt, Eskar, Lambert and others to remain neutral.

But he himself is still very concerned about the political situation and events happening on the mainland.

After all, he lives on this land, how could he really cover his eyes and plug his ears?

Unlike Vesemir, Lambert didn't think too much about it. He just clapped his hands and said, "Lin En, you've really grown up. You actually dared to rush into a forest full of elves alone."

Lynn is very humble.

"You exaggerate, Lambert."

"They're called the Elven commandos, but they're only a small group, not many people. If they were more numerous, they wouldn't have to resort to guerrilla warfare, right? They could just go straight for the regular Aedirn army and be done with it."

"Although elves are more talented in archery than humans, they are just farmers who have just been armed. There are not many experienced warriors."

"Finally, and most importantly, someone had to step forward at that time, otherwise we would all die sooner or later."

The situation at that time really didn't allow Lin En to think too much.

He never thought of running.

Because it's impossible to run away.

In that case, that's the only thing to do.

Eskar also said with a sigh, "You've only been down the mountain for a few months, and you've already experienced such an exciting adventure. Many demon hunters have been down the mountain for several years, but they may not have stories as exciting as yours."

"Lambert, do you remember the first time you did something for a noble?"

Lambert thought about it seriously.

"Three years, or maybe it was the fourth year? I can't remember exactly. To be precise, I wasn't working for a noble, because I had never even met that noble."

"From beginning to end, he just sent his butler to see me, and his butler had an expression that said, 'If you don't do it, there are plenty of witchers who can do it'... Ugh! I get angry just thinking about it now."

Eskar put his hand on Lambert's shoulder: "Don't be so impulsive, Lambert, it's all in the past."

Then he turned to look at Lynn.

"If you ask me, Lynn, you should find a bard and turn your adventure stories into poetry. That way, countless women will throw themselves into his arms."

He stroked his scar and said, "Lin En, you're not bad looking. I'm sure women will like you."

The cheerful atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent.

Even Lambert stopped talking.

Everyone just looked at the scar on Eskar's face that almost disfigured him.

The wound on Eskar's face was left by a woman named Deidre Admaine.

She is the princess of Kangongen and the unexpected child of Eskar.

However, when Eskar used the law of surprise, he did not return to Kangongen to ask for his reward.

But when the time came to the autumn of 1232, Deidre Admaine came to Kaer Morhen and found Eskar.

It was she who caused the horrible scar on Eskar's face.

No one else spoke and the atmosphere became silent.

However, the silent atmosphere was soon interrupted by Eskar's own laughter.

"Don't bother trying to comfort me. I know my own situation well. I'm ugly and a poor guy, so it's normal for women to look down on me."

Eskar rarely showed this expression, and even Lambert couldn't stand it.

"Damn it, Eskar, you've ruined the good atmosphere. Why are you saying these things? The wine has turned sour."

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself. That's not like you at all. How about this? When we come down the mountain next year, come with me and I'll take you to Vizima to broaden your horizons." "What's wrong with having a scar on your face? Haven't you heard the saying, 'A man's scars are a testament to his honor?' Even though you look a bit ugly, it's the same when the lights are off. Women don't have cat-like eyes."

Eskar burped, but didn't object. "Okay, sure, Lambert, I'll go hang out with you next year."

The two of them exchanged a few more words, breaking the heavy atmosphere, and the long table became cheerful again.

Vesemir smiled and wanted to say something else.

But in the next moment, his expression suddenly became serious.

He looked at Lynn and the other two witchers.

Vesemir saw the same solemn look on their faces.

Only the dwarves were still confused.

"Master, what happened to you?"

"Quiet."

Lynn raised a finger and placed it to her lips.

The dwarves then realized that something was wrong and quieted down.

"Eskal, Lambert."

Vesemir winked at the two of them.

They left the table and took the steel swords and dwarven axes from the weapon racks.

"Lynn, go on."

Lynn was quick-eyed and quick-handed, catching the ball thrown by Lambert.

Then he walked quickly to the door of the hall.

Then came Lambert, Eskar, Yarpan, and Zoltan.

Vesemir and the remaining dwarves headed for the back door.

"Why do I feel like this scene is familiar?" Lambert mouthed, "Could it be that Braihan has brought people to mess things up?"

Lynn also mouthed back, "There's only the sound of one horse's hooves."

Lambert shrugged it off.

"What does that even mean? Have you forgotten that Braham and his cat-school brothers are also witchers? Isn't it easy for a witcher to mute the sound of his own walking?"

Eskar frowned. "All of you, please be quiet for a moment... Wait, do you smell that? Is there blood?"

Neither of them had time to respond.

Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground outside the hall.

Lynn and Lambert looked at each other, then without thinking, opened the door and rushed out.

"Hey, wait, Lynn, damn it!"

Lambert cursed and followed closely behind, protecting Lynn's back.

Then he saw a horse parked outside the gate.

A man lay face down on the ground.

Lynn ran over to the man and turned him over.

Not Geralt.

But this man also had a wolf head badge hanging around his neck.

Lynn looked at his face.