The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 244: A mop stained with shit is like Lu Bu in the world

Milgata Blake wondered.

"Leave? Witcher, do you want me to flee? In front of my enemies? In front of my daughter?"

Lynn nodded heavily as if to get Milgata Blake's confirmation.

"Yes, that's right, Milgata Blake. I don't know what your dragon race is like, but for humans, this is the case."

“Mankind will never fight a losing battle.”

Milgata Blake shook his head: "I don't think we will lose."

Lynn smiled.

A dragon is a dragon.

Even if they live longer than humans.

Even if their physique is superior to that of humans.

But when it comes to power struggles, no species can surpass humans.

"I don't think so either, but unless we kill everyone, the news that the Zerrikans are fighting alongside dragons will spread like wings to every corner of the continent."

"And then, do you know what will happen? The northern nations will put aside all their disputes, form a great expedition together, and march towards Zerekan."

"At the same time, the usurper emperor who rules the south will naturally not miss any opportunity to allow Nilfgaard to obtain a dragon."

Borch glanced at Milgatablake, whose face was becoming increasingly gloomy, and hurried out to help.

"Sir Lynn, your deduction is very interesting, but please allow me to interrupt. Even if what you said is true, they cannot reach Zerekan."

"Only the Zerekan know how to cross the hot and dangerous Koraz Desert."

However, Lynn said to him with a serious face.

"If I were you, Master Borch, I wouldn't be so optimistic."

"The Kingdom of Zerekan has never severed its ties with either the North or the South. Zerekan merchants have always traded with the Northern Kingdoms and the Nilfgaardian Empire, exchanging goods and services."

"In the mercenary market, warriors from Zerekan occasionally sell their swords and martial arts to employers."

"If...if the worst happens, these Zerekan mercenaries and Zerekan merchants will definitely do something you can't imagine under coercion and inducement."

Seeing that the time was almost right, Lin En finally put forward the plan that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

"Like I said before, why does it have to end in bloodshed? Mirgatabrek, wouldn't it be a better choice for you to just take the child and Lord Borch and go to Zerekan?"

"Anyway, the tradition of the Kingdom of Zerekan is to worship dragons. Since this land clearly doesn't welcome you and wants your head in exchange for their glory, why bother fighting them?"

"Even if you tear them apart, what's the point of standing there wounded among a pile of broken limbs?"

"Do you think this will demonstrate your bravery? Will it prevent humans from ever setting foot in the Kestrel Mountains again?"

"No, you're wrong. By then, countless adventurers, bounty hunters, and monster killers will flock to the Kestrel Mountains."

"You can devour them with dragon flames, tear them apart with claws and teeth, and you can keep fighting."

"But you can't kill all the challengers, you can't win all the time."

"You'll get more and more tired, your injuries will increase, and you'll gradually feel exhausted and sleepy."

"But they... those who besiege you will only continue to come, and after seeing your condition, they will only become more excited, until... I don't need to continue to describe the rest."

After saying this, Lynn did not force Milgatabrek to express his opinion, but left the cave and retreated back to the passage outside.

Give Milgatablake some time to digest the information he just said.

At the same time, it also gave Borch time to persuade her.

The reason why Lynn urged Milgata Blake to leave.

Of course, it was because Lin En didn't want to be an enemy of the Dragon Slayer Team.

He's not some demon.

Why fight if the bloodshed can be avoided? Besides, if Lin En remembered correctly, Geralt's goddess, Lady Yennefer of Vengerberg, was also in the dragon slaying team.

If a fight breaks out, swords and knives have no mercy, so accidental injuries are inevitable.

If Yennefer cast a spell and caused casualties on the Zerekan side, or if Borch's dragon flame burned Yennefer...

This is not what Lynn wants to see.

Fortunately, Milgatablake was still able to listen to others.

Lin En's eloquence was not in vain.

Mirgatabrek was persuaded by his eloquence and was willing to leave the dragon cave and return to Zerekan with Borch.

Now that the deal has been made, there is no time to lose.

Next, the three dragons left the dragon's lair and came outside to join the Zerekan people who were lying in ambush at the foot of the mountains.

Borch originally planned to send Lynn back to Novigrad, but Lynn refused.

Although the Borch incident ended perfectly.

However, Lin En actually had one more thing to do here.

So he politely declined Borch's kindness.

Borch nodded and didn't insist any more.

But he took out a gift - an exquisitely crafted horn, and gave it to Lynn.

And let Lin En blow the dragon horn if necessary in the future.

Faced with such a generous gift, Lin En naturally would not refuse and expressed his deep gratitude.

After separating from Borch, Tia, Via, and Milgatabrek in the Kestra Mountains, Lynn rode Nidhogg alone to the city of Hosper, not far from the Kestra Mountains.

Although both are free cities, this city is far inferior to Novigrad in terms of economy, population flow, and infrastructure level. It is like the glow of rotten grass compared to the bright moon in the sky.

Originally, Lin En was thinking about asking someone after entering the city whether the Dragon Slayer Team had returned.

As a result, when he was queuing at the city gate to enter the city, the militia guarding the city gate asked him about the results of the dragon hunt.

This made him react immediately and realize that the Dragon Slayer Team had not returned yet.

He honestly told the militiamen that he was not a member of the dragon-slaying team employed by King Niedamir, and with the help of a shiny little gold coin, he learned the location of the best tavern in the city from the militiamen who had turned from gloomy to sunny.

It didn't take him long to find the pub.

After paying a few gold coins, he was personally taken to the best room in the tavern by the smiling proprietress.

Dinner was great.

There was fish, grilled lamb chops, vegetable soup, cheese and bread.

In such a remote place, it is quite good to have these foods.

Lynn hadn't even taken a few bites.

I noticed several strong gazes coming towards me.

He turned to look.

Instead, he saw a few children in tattered clothes lying on the door frame, staring at the steaming food in front of him without blinking.

Everyone had a look of worry on their face, and they were swallowing their saliva desperately.

Lynn hasn't said anything yet.

The fat proprietress rushed out of the kitchen with a broom in her hand, looking ferocious.