The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 241 It turns out that when old man Vesemir was young, he played more lavishly than Geralt

"Sir Borch, I have one condition... I can help her and protect her from threats, but she must obey my instructions."

"If, and I mean if, my opinion differs from hers, you must stand by me unconditionally... Of course, I promise that the instructions I give will never threaten her life. They will only benefit her, not harm her."

Borch had no objection.

Through what he had learned along the way, he had also come to understand what kind of person Lin En was.

"Okay, I promise you, time is running out, come up now," said Borch to Lin En. After saying this, he turned to the two Zerekan girls and said, "Tia, Wea, go find your people and wait at the foot of the Kestra Mountains. Find a place to hide and don't let the Dragon Slayers find you."

The two Zerrikan girls took their orders and left.

Lynn also climbed onto Borch's back.

The real dragons in this world have a row of protruding triangular, wide scales on their backs, especially on the spine. These scales are certainly not densely packed, but each one is separated by a distance just enough for a person to sit.

The feeling of sitting on the back of a dragon is not much more comfortable than sitting on the back of a horse without a saddle.

But since Borch's body was covered with scales, at least he had a place to stand.

In addition, there are protruding scales on the front and back, which roughly provide a backrest and handrails.

So it’s actually okay.

"Sit tight."

The golden dragon spread its wings, sweeping out a huge dust tornado on the ground.

With a huge dragon roar, the golden dragon spread its wings and flew into the sky.

The strong wind blew towards him, blowing on Lin En's face, but it made him feel very comfortable.

Borch was very considerate and controlled the speed and altitude to a level that made the passengers feel comfortable.

Apparently this wasn't the first time he'd let someone ride him.

"What do you think, Mr. Lynn?"

“It feels so good to fly.”

Lin En looked at the farmland, lakes, rivers, mountains, and forests that passed by quickly below his feet...

This made him feel like he had everything under his feet.

No wonder humans have always dreamed of conquering the sky before the invention of aircraft.

As time passed, before long, a mountain range with snow-capped mountains appeared in his sight.

"We're here, there are the Kestrel Mountains."

Borch did not fly to the top of the mountain with Lin En, but instead landed in a canyon near the foot of the mountain.

When Borch came to a complete stop, Lynn got off his back.

However, Borch did not change back into human form. Instead, he raised his head, sniffed, and then crawled in one direction on his own initiative.

"Follow me, this way."

Soon, the two found a hidden cave entrance.

The entrance to the cave is large enough for a dragon like Borch to crawl in without feeling cramped.

Apparently, the entrance to the cave was dug by Mirgata Blake.

A dragon and a man were walking forward in the passage inside the cave.

"I originally thought she would just find a cave on the top of the mountain to make do. After all, humans rarely go near the mountains, and it's difficult to climb to the top."

“I didn’t expect that she would actually go against her own will and dig out such a passage in this hidden canyon.”

Lynn followed behind Borch, looking at the passage that seemed tall and empty to him.

I agree with Borch's statement.

"It must have taken her a long time." After a pause, Lynn asked curiously, "Speaking of which, Mr. Borch, have you known Milgata Blake before?"

Borch exclaimed.

"I only met him once when I was traveling across the continent, and that was over a hundred years ago."

"We exchanged marks with each other - this is a special dragon language magic. Dragons that exchanged marks can communicate using dragon language magic no matter how far apart they are."

"We've been together for several years and have a good impression of each other."

"So, Milgata Blake wanted to take our relationship to the next level, and she offered me an invitation to become her husband and stay with her in the North, but..."

"I was scared. I didn't think I was ready to take on the responsibility of a family, so... one morning, I ran away."

"Since then, I have basically avoided the Kestrel Mountains area, and we have not had any contact since then."

"Until a while ago, she used dragon language magic to ask me for help, begging me to help her."

"Sir Lin, you may not know that when a true dragon reaches adulthood, it will draw strength from its bloodline and automatically master the mimicry magic that allows it to transform into a human form."

"Of course, she can... but she's pregnant. The life in her belly has greatly weakened her abilities. Even her innate mimicry magic can't remain stable."

Lynn suddenly understood. "So she's lived in the Kestrel Mountains for so many years, and nothing's happened to her. But she only showed up a while ago and attacked the sheep."

Borch said, "That's right. If she could still use mimicry magic, she could naturally take the gold, silver, and jewelry she has collected over hundreds of years and go to the city or the countryside to exchange for food. But precisely because she can't do that, she has to appear before the world in the form of a dragon."

After that, neither of them spoke anymore.

Just walking forward in the passage in silence.

This passage, which was artificially dug... or should I say excavated by dragon workers, winds its way downwards.

Since it is not for human use, there are naturally no lighting devices such as torches installed on the stone walls on both sides of the passage.

But both Lynn and Borch had the ability to see in the dark, so there was no need for torches.

After walking in this dark passage for an unknown amount of time, a proud voice finally came from the front.

"No further, intruder."

Borch replied, "I am not an intruder, Milgatabrek. I am the Golden Dragon Velentretanmes, and this is the demon hunter Lynn."

It’s better that he didn’t answer.

The next moment, a roar like a brass horn was heard from the front.

The mud, sand and dust above his head were shaken and fell down.

"Virentretanmes, why did you betray me?"

"Milgata Blake, I have not betrayed you. You summoned me, and I came here in response to your call."

"If you haven't betrayed me, why did you bring a monster slayer to my lair?"

"He's a monster slayer, but he's not here to hunt dragons. He's here for the same reason I am, to help you."

"Monster Slayer...come to help me? Why? Doesn't Monster Slayer hunt monsters for a living?"

Borch was about to explain, but Lynn stepped forward and waved at him.

"Let me speak for myself, Monsignor Borch."

"My name is Lynn, Milgata Blake. What you said is not accurate. Not all witchers hunt monsters for a living."

"Me, my friend Geralt, and my teacher Vesemir, we are all monsters who only kill people."

Lin En said this just to make the dragon inside believe that he had no ill intentions.

But I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.

"Wait, you said you were Vesemir's disciple?"

"Yes," Lynn asked doubtfully, "Do you know Mr. Vesemir?"

"When he was young, I transformed into a human form and became his lover for a while... Of course, he didn't know my true identity until I left."

Lynn was stunned when he heard this.

Good guy.

This amount of information is simply enormous.

I didn't expect that old man Vesemir had actually raped a dragon.

He is truly a role model for our generation.

When I thought of this, I heard Milgata Blake say again.

"Tell me, Vesemir, is he alright? Is he still wearing that black eyepatch like a pirate?"

Black eye mask?

Lynn was stunned for a moment.

Then he reacted.

So did Borch, and so did Milgata Blake.

Is it true that real dragons never speak properly and only test people's hearts?

Lynn said calmly, "You must be mistaken, Milgata Blake. My teacher Vesemir has no problems with either eye. In fact, none of the surviving members of our Wolf School wear eye patches."

"You are indeed Vesemir's disciple. Okay, I believe you for now. You can come in with Villentretanmes."

Lynn and Borch looked at each other.

They could see helplessness in each other's eyes.

but.

The other party's caution is understandable.

Therefore, neither of them said anything more and continued to walk deeper into the dragon's lair.

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