The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 289 Actual combat is the best basis for testing strength
The battle ended quickly.

Lin En shook off the blood on the sword and put it back into its sheath.

He took out his hunting knife and took the necessary materials from the larger fork-tailed dragon.

The smaller cub had been roasted into charcoal by him, and there was no material left.

Then he groped around in the nest again.

Unfortunately, it's not like in computer games where you can touch out equipment that glows purple.

There were only leftover bones, some food that was stored as food, and eggs laid by the fork-tailed dragon.

If left alone, new fork-tailed dragons will hatch soon.

For an ordinary demon hunter, there would only be one choice at this time:

That is to burn all the eggs with the Igni Sign.

But Lynn had another option.

He put all the eggs into the magic pattern leather bag.

After returning to Novigrad, I will sell it at the auction house.

Some warlocks like to buy monster eggs and cultivate them from a young age.

Ordinary people definitely can’t raise one well.

But it's different for warlocks who use magic and potions.

Some warlocks like to tame several monsters as their battle pets.

I just like the feeling of being surrounded by stars.

Lin En was very satisfied with the result of testing his improved strength in actual combat for the first time.

He had encountered a creature like the Fork-tailed Dragon when he was still an apprentice.

At that time, he was able to succeed in hunting because he was with Eskar and Lambert.

But now, he was alone and could handle it easily.

After the battle, his physical strength and chaos magic power consumption were extremely low, and this battle was far from reaching the limit where he needed to exert his full strength.

This made Lynn feel at ease.

In this world full of dangers, force is the only guarantee of all good things.

This is especially true for the goals he wants to achieve in the future.

……

Inside the mine, the mine owner paced back and forth anxiously.

He also didn't know whether Lin En could succeed.

He only knew that if Lynn failed, he would have to find another druid.

How much it costs to ask a druid for help is another matter. The key is that a lot of time will be wasted on the way back and forth.

He has suffered huge losses from not working for so many days.

Just as the mine owner was daydreaming, footsteps were heard.

But it was Lynn who came back.

Seeing Lin En holding two bloody packages, the mine owner was startled at first, then asked happily, "You're back, Master. How's it going? Have you figured out how the sheep are flying?"

"I've checked everything out. The sheep falling wasn't some natural disaster. It was the work of a fork-tailed dragon."

Lynn threw the package to the ground and said.

"Fork what?"

"A forktail dragon, a dragon-like creature with arms that can stretch over three meters. It has sharp fangs and teeth, and its tail is more powerful than a battering ram. If it hits someone, they're basically dead."

The mine owner had never seen this monster, but just by hearing Lin En's description, he didn't want to see it either.

"You said it was the fork-tailed dragon that dropped the sheep? But why did it do that?"

Lynn spread his hands and explained patiently.

"Forktails are carnivorous creatures that eat all kinds of meat. One young forktail caught a sheep, but when it flew over the mine, it was stabbed in the eye by a tree in the forest near the mine." "In severe pain, it dropped the dead sheep, which hit the poor worker."

"As for the roar you mentioned, it was made when the fork-tailed dragon cub was stabbed in the eye."

The mine owner didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked.

"Please, please tell me you killed that beast."

Lynn pointed at the two packages on the ground.

"Yes, I not only killed the monster, but also its mother. You don't have to worry anymore."

The mine owner breathed a sigh of relief, then said a little embarrassedly.

"Master, you are very thoughtful and worthy of praise, but I can only pay you the amount we agreed on. This is all I have."

Just like in Night City, it is impossible to make a lot of money by relying on the small amount of remuneration given by the middleman, if a demon hunter only knows how to earn the meager remuneration from demon hunting commissions, his life will be like this.

Now Lynn no longer cares about the trivial rewards of the Demon Hunting commissions. He only does it to improve the favorability of the Skellige Islands faction.

"fine."

"Thank you, Master. May Freya protect you."

……

Heimstein Harbor.

This port is located in the southern part of the island of Great Skellig.

It is the territory of the Drummond family.

But there are very few ships docked at the port of Heimstein.

In the legends of the Archipelago, all the bloodlines of the Archipelago families can be traced back to the mythical hero Hemdall.

It is said that one summer solstice, he left his hunting lodge and saw the goddess Helene.

The two fell in love and were inseparable all summer, but when autumn came, Helene had to leave.

This is also why the people of the islands believe that summer is the most pleasant time of year on the islands, because Helin stays on the islands with Hemdall.

Hemdall and Helin had six sons, and thus the six Skellige families were born.

Hemdall lets them rule an island individually, but they must first drive away the indigenous people on the island or reach an agreement with them in order to gain the power to rule the island.

One of Hemdor's sons was named Modov.

He was given the leadership of the island of Udvik.

But he does not have outstanding abilities like his brother.

He is neither smart nor particularly brave, nor does he have any special talents that make him a hero.

So Modov resented his father, Hemdor, for not giving him powerful talents.

However, Hemdall insisted that he gave all his sons equal talents.

It’s just that not all sons’ talents will be revealed at the same time.

Therefore, Modov must wait patiently for the right moment.

But Modov obviously could not accept this explanation. He thought it was just an excuse for his father's favoritism.

So he repeatedly got himself into trouble, both as an expression of his dissatisfaction and in the foolish and reckless belief that doing so would reveal his natural talent.

But his actions angered Hemdall, who decided to hide Modov's talent even deeper.

Ultimately, Modov's life was filled with many exciting adventures, but he never found his talent until his death.

Modoff's descendants are the Drummond family.

The people in this family are just like their ancestor Modov, they are conceited but have no real abilities.

The Drummond family abandoned their ancestral island of Undvik long ago and moved to the more affluent Great Skellige, settling down in the south.

Such an uninvited behavior naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the Quet family, who had lived on the island of Great Skellig since ancient times.

(End of this chapter)