The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 339: This world is like a broken house with leaks everywhere. If we step on it...

Aisna fell silent.

After a while, she spoke slowly.

"You have done Brokilon a favor. It is reasonable for Brokilon to agree to your request, which is not excessive."

"It's just that Brokilon is in danger again, unless you can solve this problem for me."

Lin En said without hesitation: "Please tell me."

Aisna nodded, obviously satisfied with Lin En's attitude.

"I wonder if you've heard of the evil god Dagon?"

Lin En thought of the strange humanoid enemy he had dealt with on the way here.

"Not only have I heard of it, I even helped the Lady of the Lake clear the pollution caused by the evil god Dagon in Toussaint."

Aisna continued.

"Now that you know, it's easy. The evil god Dagon has also reached into Brokilon. He has polluted a lake in the forest and moved his profane altar there."

"The cultists who worship it are highly resistant to piercing damage. My children are no match for its minions."

"I can promise you that as long as you can complete this commission, I will let the best children under my command go with you to Kaer Morhen."

Clean up the followers of the evil god?
Lin En hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

When he was still in Toussaint, he had already cleaned out the followers of the evil god.

His strength is no longer what it used to be. If the strength of those evil god believers is just like the humanoid monster he encountered before, then this wouldn't take much effort.

Besides, he still has two helpers, Gerd and Mossack.

But he was a little curious.

Since Aisna and the Lady of the Lake are at the same level, why doesn't Ms. Aisna take action herself when the enemy has already arrived, but instead asks for external help?
"Well, witcher, you still seem to have doubts. Speak up."

The Queen of Dryads is not a human king who would be as angry as a tiger when living with the emperor. She would not get angry just because of a wrong word.

So, Lin En said what he had just thought in his heart.

"Demon Hunter, it's not that I don't want to handle it myself, but... I can't leave Duane Canal."

"Why?"

"Demon Hunter, don't you notice any difference between Duan Kanal and the outskirts of the forest?"

Lynn didn't feel it at first.

But with Esna's special reminder, he felt it carefully again and finally noticed something strange.

Logically speaking, where the Water of Brokilon flows, the chaotic magic it contains must be more active and richer than that in the outside world.

He had felt the same way when he first came to Doon Canal.

However, within this rich chaotic magic, there was a hint of sulfur that shouldn't be there.

Lynn's expression immediately turned strange.

This isn't right.

How can a place full of life smell like death?
Aisna asked, "Demon Hunter, you should know what the Conjunction of the Celestial Spheres is, right?"

Lynn nodded.

Then he recited the definition of celestial intersection among anthropologists:
"Imagine our world as a ship, sailing alongside other worlds on the vast ocean known as the universe." "Each of these ships carries cargo and crew, and they are usually very far apart. But every few thousand years, violent storms erupt on this cosmic ocean."

"So much so that two or more ships could be blown towards each other, causing them to collide or sail close together."

"At this point, the crew and cargo from one ship would fall onto the other, and vice versa."

“It will not be until the weather eases that the ships will separate again and go their separate ways.”

The above is a metaphor for the natural phenomenon of celestial conjunction used by a famous professor from Oxford University.

This is also the general understanding of the intersection of celestial spheres in human society.

However, a hint of contempt flashed in Aisna's eyes.

"It's a very straightforward metaphor, but this explanation is just like the human race's understanding of other things. They only have a partial understanding, but they are eager to express their opinions."

Lynn wasn't angry.

Indeed, even the most knowledgeable anthropologist would be no better than a child arguing with the sun in front of this person.

After all, the history of all human countries today, whether in the North or the South, is not as long as that of the person in front of us.

"If you think this explanation is biased, I'm all ears."

Aisna shook her head.

“This world is not a ship, it’s a house, and a leaky, rickety, dilapidated house at that.”

"The so-called celestial conjunction is actually a hole in the house, and things outside the house are blown in through this hole."

“Most of the time, holes in houses get fixed.”

Lynn was confused. “You mean most of the time?”

Aisna nodded.

"Yes, that is, in some rare cases, the hole in the house will not be repaired but will remain."

She glanced at Lynn again.

"It seems you've guessed it. Yes, there is a portal connecting to other worlds underground in Doon Canal."

"On the other side of the portal lies a burning world. The sky is always gloomy, molten lava flows everywhere on the earth, and the air is always filled with the smell of sulfur."

"Ten centuries ago, those monsters, covered in flames, came through the portal and wreaked havoc on Brokilon."

"We paid a heavy price in casualties and drove them back to the world on the other side of the portal, but the portal has never been able to close."

"Therefore, I had to stay in Duen Canal and maintain the barrier that suppresses the portal at all times to prevent those monsters from breaking into this world again."

Hearing this, Lin En couldn't help but take a breath.

I didn't expect that there was such a secret hidden underground in Duan Canal.

However, this also solved the doubts he had when he read the original work:
In the original novel, Brokilon was defeated step by step in the face of the relentless pressure from the surrounding human countries, until Milva deliberately led the human army into the trap of the tree spirits, and reversed the defeat temporarily.

But since "Silver Eyes" Esna has such powerful strength, why doesn't she just wave her hand and summon the Wicker Man to destroy the human army?
After all, if powerful druids can summon wicker men, there's no reason the Dryad Queen can't do it.

Now that I heard what Esna said in person, the doubts were resolved.

Since Esna sits on this golden throne for the fate of the world and cannot move even a step, she has no complaints about sweeping away the darkness for Brokilon.

Now, there is only one last question left.

(End of this chapter)