The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 331: Five Minutes of Pretense, a Lifetime of Wealth and Glory
When they heard the beast's cries, the soldiers of the Tursek family who came with Lynn and Gede immediately took a alert posture.

With a clang, Gede drew out the greatsword from behind him.

Looked around cautiously.

Only Lynn didn't draw his sword.

Because he could tell that it was not a cry of attack, but a cry of injury.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go over and take a look.

"You guys stay here first, I'll be back soon."

Climbing up the nearby hills, the mountain road is extremely rugged, and in many places it cannot even be called a road.

Fortunately, the master-level Wolf School armor was not very heavy, and Lin En himself was very agile, so he was able to climb up.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, he reached the top of the mountain.

An adult griffin lying in a pool of blood came into his sight.

The griffin bled so much that a large area of ​​the ground was dyed blood red.

On the ground nearby, there were twenty or thirty corpses of human-faced demon birds lying dead.

There is no doubt that the two had just experienced a fierce battle.

Hearing footsteps, the griffin turned its head and noticed Lynn climbing to the top of the mountain. The griffin let out a weak roar, trying to scare Lynn away.

But Lynn could see that the griffin was covered with wounds of all sizes, especially the wounds on its wings which were extremely deep. It was obviously impossible for it to fly and pounce.

This is just bluffing.

However, although he knew that the griffin would not pose a threat to him, Lin En did not approach it rashly.

Not like other fantasy genres.

In the Witcher world, griffins and dragons are different.

If dragons (here referring to real dragons, not dragon-like creatures) are intelligent creatures, then griffins are actually still considered wild beasts.

Of course, wild beasts can also be tamed.

Lynn did not draw his sword or make any hostile moves.

Instead, he took out a bottle of high-grade pure white Rafad decoction and waved it towards the griffin from a distance.

The witcher's potion is extremely poisonous to ordinary humans, but for monsters, the toxicity is not fatal.

The pure white Rafad decoction can quickly stop bleeding and heal the wound.

Lin En didn't know if a mere gesture of saving his life would be enough to subdue the other party and make him his battle pet.

But he didn't think too much about it at the moment, just give it a try and die.

Perhaps he finally realized that Lynn had no hostility.

Or perhaps because of the severe injuries and excessive blood loss, the griffin finally let down its guard.

Lin En then took the potion and slowly walked over.

But just when he was halfway there, he suddenly noticed that the "corpse" of a human-faced demon bird lying not far from the griffin suddenly moved.

The griffin also reacted, waving its sharp claws and almost tearing the human-faced monster bird in half.

But before dying, the other party also used its claws to cut open the griffin's belly.

Lynn was shocked.

Without caring about the possible hostility of the griffin, he took two steps at a time and ran over quickly.

Then he sighed and shook his head.

Nothing was said.

There was a cut in the griffin's stomach, and blood, intestines and internal organs were flowing out.

Even using Pure White Rafad would be of no use for such injuries.

Lynn sighed.

To prevent any accidents, Lin En finished off the other human-faced monster bird corpses on the ground one by one before returning to the griffin.

The griffin was already seriously injured before and was just holding on.

The dying counterattack of the feigned death-defying human-faced demon bird was the final straw that broke the camel's back. When Lin En arrived, the griffin was already dead.

Lynn shook her head.

I bowed my head in silence for a few seconds.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the griffin's body moved slightly.

Lin En jumped back a step instantly and gripped the grandmaster-level silver sword tightly.

Just when he thought it was another human-faced monster bird pretending to be dead, a small head struggled out from under the griffin's body.

It turned out to be a griffin cub whose eyes had not even opened yet.

The little griffin struggled to crawl out from under its mother's body. Perhaps it was because the surroundings were too quiet, or perhaps it was because it had lost its mother's comfort. The little griffin stuck to the griffin's body, cried softly in fear, and its small body curled up into a ball.

Lin En put away the silver sword, squatted down, and gently stroked the little guy's head with the back of his hand.

Feeling the warmth on the back of his hand, the little guy unconsciously moved closer, and his body didn't tremble as violently at the same time.

It chirped again, but this time the tone was different from before.

Intuition told Lynn:

It might be hungry.

So Lin En took out the dried meat from the magic pattern leather bag.

The little griffin smelled the aroma of dried meat. Although its eyes were not open yet, its little head turned towards the direction of the meat aroma.

But the little guy was quite polite. He didn't grab it. Instead, he nudged Lin En's hand with his little head, while making a heartbreaking whimpering sound.

Lin En looked at it with both heartache and amusement.

I stopped teasing it and gently pried open its mouth and stuffed the dried meat in.

The little guy was quite smart. It seemed to know that what was put into its mouth was food, so it started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The little thing was still very small. It was full after eating only half of a piece of dried meat that people eat.

After eating, it nudged Lin En's hand with its head and rubbed it as if to please him.

Lynn picked it up, and it didn't resist. Instead, it lay in the witcher's arms and soon began to snore.

……

Gede and others waited downstairs for a while, and then saw Lin En coming over holding a small thing.

Lin En briefly told everyone else what had happened.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel at it.

Even Gerd had never encountered such a thing in his decades of career as a demon hunter.

"A griffin? I've always heard that young griffins are very popular among warlocks. This little guy will definitely sell for a lot of money."

"No, I'm not going to sell it. I'm going to keep it myself."

"Raise it yourself?"

Gerd was stunned.

But he thought again, they had just received a lot of rewards from Earl Thorgil, so they could indeed afford to feed a griffin.

Thinking of this, Ged couldn't help but envy Lin En.

Other witchers ride horses, but Lynn can ride a griffin.

How majestic that would be.

However, Gede was just envious.

If he really let him raise it, he would be afraid that the griffin would eat him to death.

……

What we need to do next is actually very simple.

The other soldiers of the Tursek family and the little griffin stayed outside.

Lynn and Ged drank the advanced potion, took the alchemical bomb, and entered the Castle of Etnil.

(End of this chapter)