The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 290 Ah, Skellige, My Third Hometown That I Have Never Seen

In this way, a series of conflicts occurred between the two families.

After enough blood had been shed, they finally marked the border with a fence, dividing Great Skellig into two, marking the boundary between the territories of the Drummonds and the Quetes.

But the dispute between the two families over territory has never been truly resolved.

After completing the demon hunting commission at the mine, Lynn came to the tavern in Heimstein Port not far from the mine.

He planned to have a good meal and then take a rest.

Now, he has cleared all the demon hunting commissions on Great Skellige Island.

So he prepared to set off to visit Spiekeroog Island.

There was hardly anyone on the whole of Great Skellig who did not know him.

Without the debuff of prejudice and discrimination on the mainland, Lin En's actions were soon compiled into songs by the locals and sung all over the island.

As your reputation grows, there will naturally be benefits.

For example, when he came to the tavern in Heimstein Harbor, the tavern owner did not charge him a penny, but was happy to be able to entertain him, the master witcher.

Such a situation would be almost impossible on the mainland (except Toussaint).

However, while Lin En was having dinner, he heard the sound of the pub door being pushed open behind him.

A group of Drummond family soldiers walked in.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to eat or drink? I have some freshly caught sea fish here, fried in salt and crispy, it's delicious."

The tavern owner quickly came out from behind the counter and greeted the customer attentively.

"We're not here to eat," the leading soldier waved his hand. "Just do what you need to do. Don't bother with us. We'll be leaving soon."

"Well... well, then please find a place to sit, and I'll get you some wine."

The tavern owner hesitated for a moment, then quickly reacted, rushed back to the counter, and served a glass of beer to each of the soldiers.

Although the members of the Drummond family were not very capable, at least they were not like some of the evil nobles on the continent who allowed their subordinates to disturb the people.

Therefore, the tavern owner gave the wine willingly.

Lin En, who was eating on the other side, saw the whole scene.

Judging from the soldiers' unconcealed expressions and gazes, he was almost certain that they were looking for him.

but.

Lin En thought to himself that he had not done anything that would get him arrested while on the islands.

So he didn't panic.

He continued to eat his own food slowly.

After eating and drinking his fill, he sat down to rest for a while, waiting for the food to digest, before standing up.

The soldiers of the Drummond family were already getting impatient waiting for their boss.

Seeing this, he hurried over.

"You are Master Lynn, right? We are soldiers of the Drummond family. Our master invites you to visit Kelmure Castle."

A guest? I wonder if there's some work for me to do?

Lin En didn't say what was in his mind, but nodded.

"Okay, then please lead the way."

……

Following these soldiers, Lynn came to Kelmure Castle, not far from Heimstein Port.

Compared with the Keldra Castle of the Quit family, Kelmurre Castle does not seem so grand.

But this is understandable.

The Port of Keldra is the largest and most important port in the archipelago, with an astonishing throughput, while the Port of Heimstein, controlled by the Drummond family, is deserted.

If the port does not prosper, the economy will not be active, taxes cannot be collected, and naturally there will be no money to repair the castle.

When they came to an open space in the castle, it was crowded with people.

In the center of the clearing, two strong men were fighting. One of them wore an eye patch and gorgeous clothes, with the Drummond family's coat of arms prominently embroidered on his chest.

Without anyone introducing him, Lin En could guess that this person was the head of the Drummond family.

The soldiers were about to warn them, but were stopped by Lynn.

So the group stood at the edge of the clearing and watched the fight.

But after just a moment's observation, Lynn could tell.

The opponent of the patriarch was obviously giving in to the patriarch.

More defense than offense.

Even if there is an opportunity, we turn a blind eye.

With such deliberate letting go, the head of the family naturally won the victory easily.

The crowd nearby cheered.

It was as if their leader had just defeated the ice giant.

"My lord."

The soldier who had led the witchers finally spoke.

The head of the family, who had taken a towel from one of his men and was wiping the sweat off his face, turned around and saw Lin En standing next to the soldier. He walked over.

"I'm Lugo, 'One-Eye,' patriarch of the Drummond family. Are you the witcher master who's been so popular on Great Skellige lately? You don't look very strong, do you?"

"Sir, fighting is not just about who is stronger."

"That makes sense. How about we practice?"

Lynn shook her head.

One-Eye Lugo smiled and said, "Why, are you afraid that I might hurt you?"

Lin En also smiled: "No, I'm afraid of hurting you."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Everyone around looked at Lin En nervously.

"One-Eye" Lugo laughed.

The people around looked at each other, and then they all started laughing.

In fact, "One-Eyed" Lugo himself knew it very well. Every time he wanted to practice with his subordinates, they would give in to him because he was the head of the family.

Even if he gets angry or gives orders, the result is still the same.

In the end, he was helpless.

The crowd dispersed, and "One-Eye" Lugo invited Lynn into the lord's longhouse.

He ordered someone to bring out wine to entertain Lin En.

The wine that the head of the Drummond family used to entertain his guests was naturally not the low-quality beer sold in the pub.

It's Redania beer.

Almost all the northern countries have their own local brands of famous liquors, such as Vizima Champion, Redania Beer, Kaedwen Dark Beer, etc.

Among them, Temeria, Redania and the Skellige Islands are relatively close.

Vizima Champion and Redanian beer are selling very well in the archipelago.

After a few rounds of drinks, "One-Eye" Lugo was very impressed with Lynn's drinking capacity.

Then, without beating around the bush, he directly stated the purpose of inviting Lynn to the castle.

"I know you landed at Keldra Harbor. The Quete family has always been fond of clinging to the mainlanders and lacks the backbone of the islanders. But I'm different."

"Master Demon Hunter, although I've never been to the mainland—haha, looting doesn't count—I've heard rumors about you. Rumors say that in addition to fighting monsters, you sometimes also take on jobs that pay people to exorcise disasters."

"The rumors you heard are false, Lord Lugo," Lynn said, taking another sip of Redania beer. "Witchers are not killers, and we don't take jobs as killers."

"I don't know who you want to deal with, and I have no intention of interfering, but I won't do such a thing. It goes against the witcher's code of neutrality."

(End of this chapter)