The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 264: If caught at the airport, they will be shot at the airport; if caught in the toilet, they will be drowned in the toilet

Lin En asked Reso to collect the soldiers' equipment first, while he comforted the frightened elf villagers.

"You don't have to be afraid. We are not humans. We are demon hunters."

The elves were all stunned: "Demon Hunter?"

Then they noticed that Lin En and Reso's attire was indeed different from that of ordinary soldiers.

"Look at our eyes. Human eyes aren't like that."

"Looks like... a cat."

"Yes, that's why we are demon hunters. Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

Lin En's handsome face and gentle smile finally made these elves let down their guard.

"Thank you, Master Demon Hunters, for saving us. Unfortunately, we don't have much money to repay you."

Lin En, however, waved his hand generously: "It's okay, don't take it to heart."

Originally, he didn't do it to ask for money or property.

Sometimes, doing something good and gaining emotional value is already a reward.

Lynn chatted with them for a while, making the villagers more relaxed.

He immediately changed the subject and asked.

"What are your plans next?"

"Intend?"

The elves' expressions were all frozen.

The sense of relief at surviving the disaster faded, and what followed was confusion about the future.

Most of the people in the village were killed. They had to bury the dead and also consider how to farm with insufficient manpower.

But what they were thinking about was the "future" that would trouble them for some time, while what Lynn was referring to was the imminent "present".

"There aren't just a dozen or so soldiers attacking your village, right? When the other soldiers realize these people haven't returned, they'll definitely come here."

"If you still stayed in the village at that time, I'm afraid..."

Lynn didn't continue talking.

He just shook his head.

But everyone else already understood what he meant.

His complexion, which had just gotten a little better, turned pale again.

The villagers then realized the seriousness of the problem and became panicked.

Originally they were still feeling lucky that they were rescued by the two demon hunters.

But when I heard Lin En say that the other soldiers would come back, I felt as if the sky was falling.

If those soldiers come back here again, they will definitely die.

"Damn it, just fight them!"

A middle-aged elf couldn't help but roar.

However, more elves shook their heads and sighed.

How can they fight against the regular army when they don’t even have weapons?
Civilians without combat training are nothing more than a mob, no matter how many there are.

Amidst a long sigh, one of the elves' eyes lit up when he saw Lin En, as if he had thought of something, and immediately spoke hurriedly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Master Demon Hunter, please take us away from here."

The others also woke up from their dreams.

Since the soldiers are coming soon, can't they just leave here?
As for what to do after leaving this land where our ancestors have lived for generations, isn't there anything we can do now? We can only take it one step at a time, right?

Lin En didn't refuse: "Okay, let's go now."

The elves thanked him one after another, but one elf hesitated: "Master, can you give me a moment? I'll go back and pack my luggage. I'll be back soon. It won't take long."

Seeing this, the others also wanted to go home to get something, but Lin En said in a serious tone.

"It's too late! No one knows when those soldiers will come back. If they come soon, it will delay our escape and we will end up losing more than we gain."

After hearing what Lin En said, the elves no longer insisted on going back to get their things.

The journey back was quite smooth. The group did not encounter any unexpected situations and returned to the meeting point to meet up with others.

When the others heard about the elves' plight, they all showed expressions of sympathy and compassion.

But this is not a place to stay for long.

So the group set out, bypassing the elven settlements and the direction in which the soldiers who had committed the evil deeds had left, and continued towards Kaer Morhen.

Suddenly, Lynn heard the sound of horse hooves beside him.

Turning around, I saw Tisha approaching on horseback.

She looked back and saw the elves whose faces were filled with nervousness, anxiety, panic, confusion, fear and other complex emotions, and asked in a low voice.

"Lin, what are you going to do with these elven civilians? Where are you taking them?"

"If they have somewhere to go, I'll escort them there, but if not, there's nothing else I can do for now."

This is a lie.

In fact, in Lin En's mind, he already had a vague idea of ​​how to resettle these elven civilians.

There's really no need to reveal everything to others.

That's why he pretended that he hadn't thought of a solution.

"I have an idea. You should know Francesca Findaby, right? She is one of the very few elven sorcerers in the Warlock Brotherhood."

"I have a way to contact her. As an elven sorcerer, I think she would be happy to take in these elven civilians."

Lin En didn't comment: "Let's talk about it later. Anyway, we don't need rations for these dozen people, so let them follow for now."

Although he said this, Lin En had already rejected the proposal in his heart.

Maybe Tishaya doesn't understand it very well, but Lin En knows that the backer of the future Scoia'tael, the current Sons of Liberty, is Francesca.

It was she who provided them with weapons, equipment, supplies, and everything else the commandos needed.

If these elven civilians were handed over to Francesca, it would not take long before these elves would immediately turn into the hateful "Squirrel Party".

Lynn himself is not actually a human supremacist. He himself is not even a human being, so how can he be a human supremacist?
He has no prejudice or discrimination against elves.

What he hated were the Sons of Liberty, the future Squirrel Party, who were oppressed by the human nobles and the military, and who, after rising up in rebellion, went on to oppress human civilians.

When the brave are angry, they turn their swords on the stronger; when the cowardly are angry, they turn their swords on the weaker.

If the Scoia'tael were targeting human nobles, the military, and military facilities, then it could be said that they each serve a different master and have different positions.

But the Scoia'tael targeted any easy prey, raiding villages and hanging unarmed human civilians from trees, riddling them with arrows.

Then this is not a difference in stance, but a naked terrorist.

It's the kind of thing where if you catch them at the airport, you'll be shot at the airport; if you catch them in the restroom, you'll be drowned in the toilet.

(End of this chapter)