The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 23 Yuanfang, what do you think?
Lynn used the remaining bread to wrap the meat sauce on the clean plate.

The village elder's daughter handed over a slightly damp hand cloth.

Lynn thanked him and wiped his hands with a hand towel.

On the other side, Geralt had also eaten and drunk his fill.

He exchanged glances with Lin En, and finally gave him an encouraging look, indicating that Lin En should talk to the elder.

So Lynn considered his words and said.

"Thank you for your hospitality. If possible, let's get down to business. I heard that you were threatened by a monster."

The village elder's face suddenly became sad.

"Yes, you are right, Master Witcher. This is the case. We are a peaceful village. Apart from the tax collector, few outsiders have ever visited us."

"But not long ago, a monster came to our cemetery and killed the gravekeeper. It has been occupying the cemetery and refuses to leave."

Lin En nodded and said, "What kind of monster is it?"

The elder spoke in a dialect.

"People in the village are saying all sorts of things. They're talking about mutant crab monsters and manticores. I think it's all nonsense."

"We once sought help from the noble who ruled our village, but we didn't even see him. His guards sent us back with the words, 'This is your business, clean up your own mess.'"

Lin En was puzzled. "Has no one ever seen that monster? Even from a distance?"

"Of course there were, and they were very close. The result was death and injury."

The village elder sighed and said, "I knew that monster was not something that ordinary people could deal with, but Gwyn refused to listen and insisted on organizing a group of young men to go to the cemetery. In the end... only Gwyn and Roy returned alive."

"Well then, please bring all the survivors into this room. We need to ask them some questions in person."

Lynn's request was soon met.

Two dejected young men walked into the room and sat down in front of Lynn.

"I heard from your village elders that a monster appeared in your village cemetery. Did you see what the monster looked like?"

The young man named Gwen said dejectedly: "It was very dark at the time, and Roy thought he saw something..."

Before Gwen could finish his words, he was angrily interrupted by Roy beside him.

"I saw it! The monster looked like a mutilated old woman, and its claws were incredibly sharp. Smith was chopped in half with a single claw, along with his pitchfork."

Cemetery, old woman, sharp claws...

The image of a monster emerged in Lynn's mind.

He could almost guess what he was dealing with.

He asked thoughtfully, "And then?"

Roy swallowed hard, as if recalling some terrible memories.

"I was standing next to Smith at the time, and blood was all over my face. I could hear Sanji and Troy yelling."

"I was terrified. I didn't think about anything else at the time. I just didn't want to die like this. I hadn't even touched a woman's hand. If I died like this, it would be such a loss."

Lin En nodded and comforted him, "I understand."

It is really too much to expect a few villagers who have never received combat training to fight to the death when facing monsters.

Besides, even if they didn't back down, the end result would just be a few more corpses.

That monster... If the information provided by this villager is accurate, then even if several fully armed soldiers holding silver weapons come over, there is no guarantee that the monster will be able to leave the cemetery alive.

Lynn turned his head and looked at Gwyn beside him.

"What about you? You didn't see anything?"

Before Gwen could speak, Roy spoke for him with a look of disdain.

"Him? He was the one who organized us to go to the cemetery to kill monsters in the first place. But when that beast jumped out, he was the first one to run away. What could he have seen?"

Gwen's face flushed instantly.

He glared at Roy fiercely. For a moment, Lynn thought Gwen would explode.

But he finally endured it.

He just stood up silently and walked out.

The wooden door slammed hard against the door frame behind him.

Roy didn't care: "It doesn't matter, let that coward go, he doesn't know as much as I do. Master, if you want to know anything, just ask me."

Lynn looked away from the door and nodded.

"Can you recall any other details?"

"Details... Oh, yes, one more thing. We went to the cemetery in the afternoon, but didn't find any trace of the monster. It didn't appear until almost dark."

Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Lin En stood up.

"Okay, we already know everything we need to know."

Roy said sincerely, "I hope you can kill that beast and avenge my friends."

After Roy left, the village elder returned to the house, looking at the two of them with a worried and nervous look on his face.

"Master Demon Hunter, are you sure you can get rid of that monster?"

Lin En smiled and said, "Please give us some time to discuss it."

"Okay okay."

The village elder nodded hurriedly.

Don't forget to close the door when you go out.

When they were the only two left in the room, Geralt, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

"Looks like you've guessed something, haven't you?"

Lynn put a finger to her chin, thinking.

"Choose the monsters that haunt the cemetery. There are several types: ghouls, scavengers, spike demons, and grave witches..."

"But there's only one possibility for a monster that fits the image of the old woman Roy described:"

"—Grave Witch."

The Grave Witch appears as a mutilated, hunched, and deformed old woman.

They often linger in cemeteries and on the edges of battlefields.

Because they know that their favorite foods are found in the above two locations.

Grave Witches feed on human corpses.

Especially fond of human bone marrow.

They use their long, soft tongues to suck it out of the bones.

Like other types of ghouls, grave witches will attack the living.

Because they like rotting corpses, they do not eat humans immediately after killing them. Instead, they bury the corpses in cemeteries and wait for them to rot.

Furthermore, a Crypt Witch is very particular about her territory.

Their nests resemble human dwellings and are often found near cemeteries.

If they have finished their food, they will leave their nests at night and start hunting.

The target is a lone traveler or the family of the deceased who is too grief-stricken to notice the setting sun.

Only in rare cases, when a Grave Witch is too hungry, will she go out hunting during the day.

However, since sunlight will greatly weaken the Crypt Witch, you should try to hunt the Crypt Witch during the day when there is sunlight.

(End of this chapter)