The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 325: Super God Yaxi
Inside the captain's cabin of the Nilfgaardian flagship.

The candlelight on the table illuminated Count Tullius's grim face.

No matter what, he could never have imagined that things would turn out like this.

A group of islanders with only bravery and blood, a ragtag army without even many archers, who would have thought that they would have hidden such a large number of alchemical bombs.

There are also sorcerers in Nilfgaard, and as a count, he has naturally seen alchemical bombs.

In fact, some nobles once suggested that the imperial army should be equipped with alchemical bombs in batches, which would greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the imperial army.

But the Ministry of Finance rejected the proposal.

Because the empire has a standing army of 300,000, not to mention equipping every soldier with alchemical bombs, even picking out a group of soldiers from each unit to serve as grenadiers is not something the Ministry of Finance can afford.

Not only is the cost of producing such a large number of alchemical bombs staggering, but it is also impossible for the empire to find so many sorcerers to work overtime day and night.

Yes, the status of sorcerers in the empire is not as high as that in the northern countries.

But that is not the tireless oxen and horses on the assembly line.

Although forced to pledge loyalty to the Empire, the status of ordinary warlocks in the Empire was relatively secure.

As long as it does not violate the emperor's will, ordinary sorcerers can ignore the orders issued by ordinary officers.

But if you really lock the sorcerers in a house and ask them to keep making alchemical bombs...

Even if they didn't rebel, the labor costs of so many warlocks would probably be sky-high.

It is precisely because of so many complicated reasons that the Imperial Army is not equipped with alchemical bombs.

But if even the imperial army cannot equip alchemical bombs in large quantities, where did those uncivilized barbarians in the archipelago get them?

After much deliberation, Earl Tullius could only think of one thing.

That is the Druid Order on the Skellige Islands taking action themselves.

After all, only if the Druid Order helped the Lord of Skellige would they be able to provide the islanders with those dozens of alchemical bombs.

Not to mention, Earl Tullius also saw with his own eyes that there were "druids" fighting together with the islanders on the battlefield.

With the druids personally taking action, only the Great Sun knows how much assistance those lunatics who worship nature will provide to the people of the islands.

The only solution now is to preserve our strength, withdraw to the empire, and report this important information to the emperor.

I just hope the emperor will give me a chance to redeem myself from my crime and make meritorious contributions...

Just as Count Tullius was thinking this, the door of the captain's room suddenly opened.

A Nilfgaardian soldier walked in from outside.

Count Tullius immediately put away his sad expression and regained his usual dignity.

"What's the matter?" he asked coldly.

The soldier lowered his head and reported, "Sir, there is an emergency... an assassin has been discovered infiltrating the flagship."

"what?!"

Lord Tullius was horrified.

How did the Isle of Wights know they were here?

Moreover, the flagship was located in the center of the entire fleet. How did the assassin sneak into the flagship without warning from other ships?
Before he could utter these questions, Count Tullius suddenly noticed that the soldier who came in to report the news was making strange gestures with his hands.

"what are you doing?"

Lynn was slightly startled.

Because the magic light that always works did not appear.

The Yaxi seal actually failed.

But Lynn reacted quickly.

The distance between him and Count Tullius was not far, so he immediately stepped forward and rushed in front of Count Tullius in the blink of an eye.

He clenched his gloved fingers into a fist and struck Count Tullius hard in the face.

The demon hunter was so fast that the latter had no time to react before he was hit in the face. He stumbled backwards.

As he fell, Count Tullius tried to grab the table to steady himself, but the table fell down with his body.

Without giving him a chance to get up, Lynn pounced on Count Tullius, turned his wrist, and a hunting knife appeared in his hand.

The next second, the knife pierced into Count Tullius's neck.

This time, Lynn didn't hold back at all, and the hunting knife pierced straight in, penetrating to the handle.

Count Tullius stared with his eyes wide open like a fish that had been landed. It was obvious that he had never expected that he would die here.

He struggled a few times, but was held down tightly by Lin En, and then he stopped moving.

Seeing that Earl Tullius stopped struggling, Lynn finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He noticed that around Count Tullius's neck hung a necklace with a sun disc emblem.

The witcher ripped it off.

He held it in his hand and rubbed it a few times.

A look of realization suddenly appeared on his face.

This is a magic-blocking gold necklace.

No wonder his seal failed just now.

Then he shook his head regretfully.

Since the necklace is made of demon-blocking metal, he naturally cannot keep it.

The magic pattern leather bag he used was made of top-notch materials and craftsmanship, so it did not lose its effectiveness due to the presence of the magic-blocking gold and cause the items inside to scatter all over the floor.

But in the presence of magic-blocking gold, he couldn't open the magic-patterned leather bag, let alone put the magic-blocking gold into it.

Of course, he actually has another option, which is to wear this magic-blocking gold necklace directly on his body.

Anyway, he is not a warlock, and wearing the magic-blocking gold necklace close to his body will only make him feel a little uncomfortable, but it will not cause as strong a reaction as a warlock.

But in the end he didn't do it.

Because if he carries it with him, the magic pattern leather bag cannot be used, and he can no longer release the seal, which is too restrictive.

The place where he is now is not very safe.

Therefore, he opened the window of the captain's room and threw the magic-blocking gold necklace out directly.

When the magic-blocking golden necklace came into his sight and stirred up a wave on the sea, he found that the magic pattern leather bag could be opened freely and the magic seal could be released at will.

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

Without the sigils and the magic pattern leather bag, unless you have the strength of a Primaris Space Marine, it would still be a bit dangerous in an environment where there are enemies all around.

Just when Lynn was about to search for Earl Tullius again...

The door of the captain's room opened again.

A heavily armored guard walked in.

He held a plate carefully in his hands, on which was placed steaming food and broth.

"My Lord, please have something to eat..."

The guard raised his head, his eyes falling on Lynn, whose body was stained with blood, and Count Tullius, who was lying on the ground with blood gushing from his neck and staining the floor with blood.

His pupils vibrated instantly.

His expression quickly changed from shock to anger.

But just before he threw down the plate, a circle of magical light enveloped his head.

The look of shock and anger quickly faded from his face, replaced by dullness and lethargy.

(End of this chapter)