The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 231 It doesn’t matter, Borch will take action
Lynn returned to her cabin.

Instead of lying on the bed, he sat on the floor and entered a meditative state.

So that you can be ready to fight at any time.

He laughed at himself and said, "I didn't expect to encounter pirates this time. I'm really lucky."

After a while, there were continuous and violent knocks on the hatch, and the sailors' shouts were heard.

"Sir Demon Hunter, the captain sent me to inform you to gather on deck urgently!"

Lynn opened his eyes, opened the hatch, and went to the deck with the sailor.

He noticed that Borch and the two female Zerekan warriors who were responsible for protecting him were already on the deck.

The sailors were also all on deck, ready with their weapons.

But look at how nervous they are.

Lin En was very skeptical about how much strength they could display when the real battle came.

Lynn walked over and greeted Borch, the other two, and the captain.

"Mr. Lin En, please take a look at this."

The captain handed the monocular to Lynn.

Lin En took it and through the monocular, he found that the ship that had been following them had changed its flag:
A black flag with a skull and crossbones and a small sun emblem next to it.

Sun disk?

This is Nilfgaard's exclusive emblem.

Only those affiliated with the Nilfgaardian government would use the sun emblem.

The captain's face on the side had become extremely ugly.

"I originally thought they were pirates from Skellige, but I didn't expect them to be privateers from Nilfgaard."

Thinking that Lin En didn't understand, Borch explained.

"The Nilfgaardian Empire issued privateering licenses to some pirate captains, allowing them to legally plunder ships from countries 'unfriendly to the Empire.'"

Borch narrowed his eyes. "They've brought out a considerable number of ballistae... This firepower is comparable to that of a full-fledged warship in service in the navy... Captain, how much firepower do we have on board?"

At the end of his words, Borch turned to look at the captain.

But he happened to see the captain's face as if he had lost his parents.

"What are you thinking, sir? This is a merchant ship, where does the ballista come from? Only warships can be equipped with that kind of thing. Merchant ships like ours don't even have the qualifications to transport ballistas. If we are caught smuggling that kind of thing, we will be beheaded."

Sailors who sail on the sea all year round naturally know what a crossbow is.

That thing could easily punch countless holes in their ship from a distance.

And the accuracy is terrifyingly accurate.

How is this played?
The sailors, who had never experienced naval battles, were immediately panicked.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"Use your wisdom to think of a solution."

"Captain, how about we surrender?"

"I heard that the Nilfgaardian Empire prides itself on being civilized and enlightened. Surely, they can't be more barbaric than pirates, right?"

"Even if they are pirates, they will allow us to use the ransom to redeem our lives. Perhaps the Nilfgaardians only want the cargo on our ship."

Before falling into a truly desperate situation, human beings always have unrealistic hopes.

Rather than working hard on our own, we always place our hopes on others.

"Gentlemen, I don't know what you are thinking," Borch said in his casual tone, "but I don't want to surrender to the Nilfgaardians."

"If we were captured by the Nilfgaardians, do you know what would happen to us? They would throw us into the mines and keep us mining until we die."

"Compared to working myself to death, I think dying at sea is a better option."

One sailor still refused to give up his fantasy.

"Mr. Borch, you don't understand. We are just merchant ships, not warships. Our long-range firepower is far inferior to theirs." "They can sink us easily like shooting ducks."

"Then why don't we just prevent them from using their long-range firepower advantage? Let's just board them."

Borch pointed at himself and the female warrior who was guarding him.

He pointed at Lynn again.

"With four skilled swordsmen on your side, what are you worried about?"

The other sailor shook his head and said, "Sir Borch, if we turn, they will know what we are planning to do. You are not a man of the sea, so you don't understand how long it takes for a ship to turn."

"That's enough time for them to fire several salvos."

"I have an idea about this, maybe..."

Lynn told the others about her plan.

"How about it, can you do it?"

The sailors looked at each other.

In the end, it was the captain who spoke on behalf of the others about their troubles.

"In theory, it's possible, but we're just a merchant ship... and no one has ever done this in real life."

Lin En spread his hands and said, "But there's no other way, is there? Besides, it's already late. If I don't fight hard, am I really going to end up in the belly of a fish?"

Sailors, you look at me and I look at you.

The witcher's words still did not dispel their concerns.

In theory, Lynn's plan is indeed feasible.

This is their only way to turn the tables until someone can come up with a better solution.

But if it fails...

But then again.

They are already at a disadvantage.

Expecting a 100% success rate for a strategy is indeed wishful thinking.

"Perhaps I am crazy, gentlemen, so let's just follow Mr. Lynn's plan."

Seeing that the captain had given the order, the sailors had no choice but to do as he was told, even if they had any doubts.

"Sir Lin, I hope the gods of the sea can bless us." The captain turned his head and said to Lin.

Lin En patted the captain's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will defeat these guys. When we get to the Principality of the Arc Coast, I'll buy you a drink."

"No, no, no, I'll treat you then."

After the captain left, Borch came to Lynn's side.

He glanced at the confident witcher.

"Are you so sure your plan will succeed?"

"of course."

Lin En smiled and said, "Besides, I believe you will take action when things are beyond redemption."

Borch: ???

Lynn didn't explain any further.

The source of his confidence, of course, was that Borch was a dragon, and a golden dragon at that.

If they were in the world of Dungeons & Dragons, Borch would definitely be in the chaotic good camp.

He couldn't just watch everyone on the merchant ship being killed or taken away as slaves by the Nilfgaardians.

Borch didn't even need to do anything special; it would be enough for him to swoop down from the sky or breathe fire at the privateer.

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