Chapter 208 Beggars Gang
With every word the witcher spoke, the face of the young lady from the Duke's family turned paler.

By the time Lin En finished speaking, Sianna's face had turned completely pale, without a trace of blood.

"You bear the Black Sun Curse. Regardless of whether this curse is effective or not, as long as the majority of people believe in it, it is effective."

"How strong is this curse? It's strong enough to turn you from a Duke's daughter into a citizen, or even a public servant."

"No palace gate will be opened to you anymore; no one will bring you food when you are hungry or clothes when you are cold;"

"No one will prepare bath water for you at the right temperature, neither too hot nor too cold;"

"You will never again hear your strict, old-fashioned, but kind nanny telling you bedtime stories and giving you warm hugs when you are scared to death by lightning and thunder."

"You are even worse than those mudbloods born in commoner families. At least the warlocks will not capture them and bring them to the tower to open their hearts to her."

Sianna slumped on the bed, her face ashen.

"what should I do?"

Lin En's tone slowed down and he said gently, "It's very simple. Just like ordinary people living in this world, accept the fate that God has arranged for you."

"Compared to them, you are still lucky because your grandmother left you a fortune that is enough for you to squander for a long time, as well as a demon hunter who is willing to patiently explain so much to you."

……

A few minutes later, Lynn retreated from the room.

The amount of information he had just instilled in Syanna was enormous.

Now, Sianna needs some time to digest it.

So, Lynn now gives her time and space.

He walked straight to the room at the end of the corridor.

But I noticed that there were no marks left on the door.

So I walked a little closer to the second-to-last room.

I saw a small pattern of flowers and shields on the door.

He knocked gently on the door four times.

"who is it?"

A woman's voice came from the door.

Lin En did not reveal his identity, but directly said the contact code.

"All Hail Nazair (Glory to Nazair)!"

The door was opened.

A woman with a scar on her face stood behind the door.

"Your Mightiness."

She half-stepped aside to let Lin En in, then stuck her head out again and quickly glanced outside to confirm that there was no one in the corridor. Then she retreated back into the room and gently closed the door.

In the room, all the remnants of the Syndicate, Nasser's national intelligence organization, who had previously agreed to serve Lynn, gathered here.

Before leaving Toussaint, Lynn also told them in advance to meet up in Kagen Town and leave the emblem of the Kingdom of Nasser on the door of their hotel room as a mark.

After Lin En came in, the people in the room stood up subconsciously.

He looked around.

Finally, he sat down on the only chair in the room.

"sit down."

But no one else moved.

He just looked at Drake inquiringly.

Until the scarred woman nodded.

Then everyone sat on the bed or on the floor.

Next, Lynn chatted with them for a while.

Mainly ask them if they encountered any problems on the way here.

But after all the talk, I still haven't gotten to the point.

So Drake couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what exactly do you want us to do?"

"Our current location is still quite far from Novigrad. Once we arrive, we will naturally arrange work for you."

"But if possible, I'd like to hear about the job description first." Drake glanced at the others. "My subordinates and I share the same idea."

"Well, if you insist..."

The corners of Lynn's mouth twitched.

Know that the other party's trust in you has not reached full score.

However, he changed his mind and thought again.

Anyway, we will make arrangements for them once we get to Novigrad.

So there is no difference whether you schedule it earlier or later.

"Aren't you the national intelligence organization of Nasir? I need you to establish a spy network in Novigrad that will obey my orders."

Seeing their horrified expressions, Lin En smiled and continued, "Of course, I know it's difficult to establish a city-wide spy network with just your limited manpower, not to mention that you are outsiders."

"Therefore, my first instruction to you is to recruit beggars and make them peripheral members of the Syndicate."

"beggar?"

Drake and her men were stunned.

They looked at each other.

Although no one spoke, Lin En knew what they were thinking by looking at their expressions.

They probably all thought...

Has this young witcher's brain been poisoned by the toxicity of the potion?

If farmers and workers are the "cornerstones" that support a country's prosperity...

Then aren’t beggars who do nothing and only know how to ask for things pure “waste”?

Their life is a waste of food.

And recruit them?
Is your brain okay?

"Don't you think beggars are useless? If a person becomes a beggar, it would be better for him to die early?"

One person asked, “Isn’t that so?”

"Of course not. Everyone has his or her value. If you think he or she is useless, it's just because you haven't found the right way to use him or her."

"But what good are beggars?"

Drake scolded dissatisfiedly: "Nash!"

But Lynn didn't look at the person who opposed him.

Instead, he looked at Drake with a half-smile.

He knew that this guy named Nash was not a rookie at all.

I was just expressing the doubts in the minds of others and Drake.

How could someone who could fight Nilfgaard to the end together with Nasir's Grand National Army and survive in the end not even be able to read the air?
"As you say, beggars are useless 'waste'. Do you think most people agree with you, or do they hold the opposite view?"

"Should it be... the same?"

"Well, let me ask you a question: if you were to enter a tavern or a brothel, and there happened to be a beggar covered in sores sitting on a street corner not far from the place... would you care?"

Everyone present was a professional. Although they had not paid attention to it before Lin En pointed it out due to the limitations of the times, they immediately reacted after the demon hunter pointed it out.

In fact, there are beggars in every city, the only difference is the number.

No matter whether they are dignitaries or ordinary people, no one cares about beggars.

Many people even avoid it as if it were the plague, and some even don't even look at it.

It feels like my eyes will rot if I look at them for one more moment.

And this is exactly what Lin En wants to take advantage of.

(End of this chapter)

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