The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 242 You are the wind and I am the sand

After walking forward for a few minutes, Lynn and Borch finally reached the depths of the dragon's lair and saw Mirgatabrek lying on a pile of gold and the baby dragon trapped by her tail.

Mirgatabrek is slightly smaller than Borch, and its scales are gray-green instead of golden.

Of course, there are many varieties of real dragons.

They are mainly distinguished by color.

The green dragon is the most common species.

However, although they are called green dragons, their scales are mostly gray-green, or gray with green, similar to other dragon-like creatures, and are often mistaken for petrified lizards.

——Of course, the reverse is also true. Some larger petrified lizards are also mistaken for dragons.

The deepest part of the dragon's lair where Milgata Blake was located was about the size of a gymnasium.

The entire ground is flat.

But what was on the ground was not dirt or rock, but gold.

The ground deep in the cave was covered with gold.

All this gold is not the currency of a particular country, but belongs to various countries.

During this period, you can also see some utensils, gems, gold and silver jewelry.

Lynn and Borch walked into the deepest part of the dragon's lair. When they stepped on the gold coins, it felt like they were stepping on sand, and they would sink so deep that they couldn't even see their feet.

So much so that both of them had to move forward carefully to avoid falling.

When Lynn saw that Milgatabrek was dying and couldn't even lift his head, and could only lie on the gold and look at himself, he quickly understood why Milgatabrek was so vigilant.

You should know that Lynn did not enter the dragon's lair alone, but was led in by Borch.

Normally, even if Milgatabrek didn't believe in Linn, the monster killer, he should have believed in Borch, a fellow dragon.

But she had a moment before that when she suspected that Borch had betrayed her.

As long as you think rationally, you can easily come to the conclusion that "it is absolutely impossible for a dragon to hunt its own kind together with a witcher."

But Milgatabrek had been poisoned for a long time, and his body was suffering from the torture of the poison all the time. It was naturally impossible for his brain to calm down, let alone think.

But then again.

According to Dandelion's description.

In that situation, if it were an ordinary creature, it would have been poisoned to death long ago.

It is Mirgata Blake who has been able to hold on until now because of his powerful dragon physique and poison resistance.

After witnessing Milgata Blake's miserable appearance, Lynn didn't say anything.

He took out a bottle of potion directly from the magic pattern leather bag.

Hand it to Borch.

"Sir Borch, you should also know that the potions we witchers use are all highly toxic. Ordinary people will die immediately after drinking them. Even witchers are not allowed to drink too much."

"To address this situation, our ancestors invented an antidote called white honey. It can remove the toxins in potions and can also be used for most poisoning situations."

"Milgata Blake was poisoned by a shoemaker who mixed various poisonous herbs. This bottle of high-quality white honey should be able to detoxify her."

"If that doesn't work, then we'll think of other ways."

The bottle of white honey that Lin En gave to Borch was not ordinary grade, but high-grade white honey that he personally mixed.

The detoxification effect will be better.

He estimated that after Milgatablake drank this bottle of high-quality white honey...

If nothing unexpected happens, there shouldn't be any accidents.

The reason I didn't use this white honey when I was in Toussaint was simply because the risk was too high.

Even if white honey could detoxify, he didn't dare give it to Duchess Carloberta.

One is that the Duchess is lying in bed because of the power of the devil, and the other is that the Duchess is old, and if something goes wrong...

But Milgata Blake is different.

She is a dragon.

Even though she was tortured to death by the poison given by the shoemaker, her physique and resistance were still incomparable to ordinary people.

Otherwise she wouldn't be alive today.

After giving the high-quality white honey to Borch, Lin En walked out of the cave and returned to the previous passage.

They were old acquaintances. One of them immediately thought of sending a message to his old lover after something happened, and the other one rushed over despite the distance after receiving the message...

In a situation like this, if something happens again, wouldn't it be normal?

Wouldn't it be awkward for me to just stand by and watch?

Lynn doesn't want to be a third wheel.

Anyway, Borch has already promised his own reward.

What does it matter whether you stay in there or not?
What the Demon Hunter didn't expect was...

Not long after he came out.

A small figure also crawled out with a clatter.

Lynn looked down.

Isn’t this the young dragon that Mirgatabrek protected with his tail earlier?

She didn't know if it was the resolution of the misunderstanding that made her feel relaxed.

Or was it because Lin En was Vesemir's disciple that she chose to trust him.

He actually let his own kid come out with him.

At first glance, this baby dragon is about the same size as an ordinary puppy, and its eyes are not even open yet.

But she seemed to know that the witcher had no ill will towards her.

He limped back and forth a few times, sticking to Lin En's trouser leg, and rubbed it hard with his little head.

Lin En's eyes made my girlish heart melt.

So he simply squatted down and picked up the baby dragon.

At first, the young dragon cried out in panic.

But soon, Lin En's skillful cat-stroking technique made the cat rub so hard that it could only purr with enjoyment.

Even when the witcher stopped, it would dissatisfiedly use its little head to nudge the witcher's hand, signaling him to continue.

"This little guy..."

Lin En was also quite helpless.

Who could have imagined that such a little guy would take the initiative to step into the turbulent situation on the continent in the future.

……

After enjoying a massage for more than ten minutes, Youlong had complete trust in Lin En and fell asleep in Lin En's arms.

The belly was also exposed.

At this moment, Borch's voice finally came from inside.

"Mr. Lin En, my friend, you can come in."

So Lynn returned to the depths of the dragon's lair.

I saw that Borch had turned back into human form.

Beside him stood a woman who still had charm.

There is no doubt that this person is the poisoned green dragon Mirgatabrek.

Sure enough, when the woman saw the young dragon sleeping soundly in the witcher's arms, seemingly trusting the demon hunter very much, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she immediately spoke.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for the white honey potion. I can feel that most of the poison in my body has been eliminated. Even if I do nothing, I can recover quickly with my own physical strength."

"I apologize for doubting you before, and I hope you can understand."

(End of this chapter)