The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 237 Dandelion, why are you so skilled? How many times have you done this?
Ignoring Dandelion's resentful tone, Lynn asked, "Go on, is it big?"

"He was as long as three horses put together, not as broad at the withers as a horse, but much fatter, and as gray as sand."

A rough outline immediately emerged in the demon hunter's mind.

"That's the Green Dragon."

Dandelion nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Yes, it swooped down on a flock of sheep. All the shepherds ran away. It killed a dozen sheep, ate four of them, and then flew away."

Lynn asked, "Flew away...that's all?"

The bard said with a broad grin.

"Of course not. The next morning it came back again, this time even closer to the city. It swooped down on the washerwomen who were washing clothes by the river."

"My friends, they are running away in all directions! I have never seen such a funny sight in my life. The dragon circled twice over Holopol and then flew to the nearby pastures to attack the sheep."

"You know, no one even believed the shepherd's words the day before. But after everyone saw the dragon, no one doubted that dragons were creatures that only existed in legends."

"The mayor began mobilizing the city's militia and adventurer's guild, but before he could organize his forces, the people resolved the matter on their own."

Before they knew it, the two of them were surrounded by listeners.

The captain and several halberdiers guarding the roadblock also gathered around, listening to the excitement with curiosity.

They were soldiers of Kangong, not Holopor.

Although they knew that their king had gone there earlier with a group of people, they really didn't know what happened in Holopor.

In addition, the entertainment these days is really lackluster, and it is human nature to like to watch the fun.

Naturally, they all gathered around.

Seeing that he suddenly had so many listeners, Dandelion did not show any fear. Instead, he became more and more proud because of the attention he received.

"Do you know how they dealt with that dragon?"

"It's nothing, really. It's just a common method used by a shoemaker named Kozoyed to kill the reptile."

"They slaughtered a sheep and stuffed it with dovetail, nightshade, hemlock, sulfur, and shoemaker's resin."

"To be on the safe side, the local pharmacist took it upon himself to add two quarts of boiling water and then had the priest of the Cliff Temple bless the offering."

"Then they tied the sheep to the stake and put them in the flock."

"Honestly, no one believed that the dragon would choose this stinking dead sheep among a thousand sheep, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations."

"The other sheep were all alive and well, but this one was swallowed along with the stake."

Lynn frowned and said to him.

"Don't always stop at the critical moment. What about the rest? Keep talking, Mr. Poet."

Dandelion coughed.

"Of course I'll continue. I won't stop at the crucial moment. Listen: it won't be long—about the time it takes a skilled man to undo a woman's corset—before that dragon starts roaring and smoke comes out of its mouth and buttocks."

"Then it rolled over and tried to fly away but fell down and didn't move. Two people volunteered to run over and test if it was still breathing."

"One of them is the local gravedigger, and the other is the village idiot. The idiot's mother is the crazy daughter of a lumberjack. During the Trakasi rebellion, she got pregnant by a group of halberdiers passing through Holopor." Lynn asked doubtfully, "Trakasi, who is that? Don't waste your words, Dandelion."

Dandelion raised his hands, an expression that showed he was defeated by Lynn.

"Lynn, you're just like my other demon hunter friend. Extremely boring. I'm just adding some color to the gloomy facts. Okay, okay, don't glare at me. I'll continue."

"Where was I? Well, a gravedigger and a reckless idiot went to check it out, and then... well, then we built a small, but very beautiful-looking tomb for them."

"Oh, that's good." Borch, who had been standing aside and had been silent until then, said, "That means the dragon is still alive."

"That's right," Dandelion replied cheerfully. "It's still alive, but too weak to devour the gravedigger and the idiot. It drank their blood and then took flight... albeit with great difficulty, but it still worried everyone."

"Every time the dragon flapped its wings, it would roar and fall, then take off again. Sometimes it could only crawl forward with its hind legs. The braver ones followed not far away, not letting it out of sight."

Lynn could imagine the scene:
In fact, the Demon Hunter world, like the Naruto world, is a typical world of high attack and low defense.

Not to mention the Demon Hunter.

Even those who have never read the novel or played the game will immediately associate it with a pitchfork.

Let’s just talk about high-level vampires.

Take Regis, for example.

Although he is now a high-level vampire of the "blood prohibition faction", he was not like this a long time ago.

The reason he abstained from blood was because he had "died" once.

He had tried to get some blood in a village, but his attack missed his target and he just missed a girl who was walking towards a well, and finally crashed into the well at full speed.

The villagers, awakened by the noise, pierced Regis, who was buried under the rubble and unable to move, with wooden stakes and chopped off his head...

Even high-level vampires are not strong enough to ignore swords.

As for dragons, it's the same.

Their recovery ability is indeed very strong. As long as they are not fatally injured on the spot, they can recover in most cases.

However, the dragon's defense is not as exaggerated as some people think. The concentrated shooting of arrows and the dense stabbing of spears can still cause damage to them.

As for the large crossbow arrows fired from the crossbow, even a dragon would not dare to ignore them.

Those brave people that Dandelion mentioned probably wanted to wait for the poison to take effect completely, and when the dragon was unable to move, they would rush forward and kill the dragon with sickles and hammers.

"You will never imagine what will happen next," Dandelion said again, keeping the suspense.

Lin En supported his right elbow with his left hand, clenched his right fist with his five fingers, and tapped his cheek lightly with the fist, looking thoughtful.

"You've already said that the dragon is still alive, which means those brave men failed and ultimately let it escape."

"Let me guess..."

"The dragon is currently hiding somewhere, relying on its own strength to resist the onset of the poison."

"And the reason this bridge is blocked is because it is the only way to the dragon's hiding place. Am I right, Mr. Poet?"

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