The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 36 Sorry, You Fight Well
The dwarf scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Mahakan doesn't have many visitors, so the guest rooms are basically empty all year round. We were inconsiderate and forgot that there were guests staying there."

Lin En waved his hand. "Forget it. We're all woken up anyway. So, what are they doing?"

"As you can see, they're solving problems with their fists," the dwarf said with a broad grin. "We dwarves aren't like elves, who don't talk nonsense, nor are we like humans, who don't have so many tricks."

As he spoke, he waved his fists in the air a few times.

"When we dwarves encounter problems, we like to solve them with our fists. Whoever has the bigger fist gets to rule."

Lynn smiled slightly. "Then you must get along well with the Skellige people. They also like to solve problems through fighting."

The dwarf scratched his cheek.

"I've heard about that, too. Unfortunately, it's rare to see Skelligers on the mainland, and few captains from Novigrad are willing to go to the Skellige Islands. At least when I went to Novigrad, I didn't meet any captains with such courage."

Although Mahakam is conservative and xenophobic, not all dwarves have never seen the outside world in their lives.

After his fiftieth birthday, every dwarf can leave Mahakam and experience human society for one year.

However, if he did not return after one year, he would be permanently removed from the clan register.

The dwarves such as Yarpan who stayed at the foot of the Mahakam Mountains were unwilling to follow them up the mountain because they did not return within the agreed time.

I'm just afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

"Well, let's not talk about the past anymore. Master Witcher, how about it? Are you interested in showing us some of your skills?"

The dwarf looked at Lynn with curiosity and expectation.

Lynn was about to refuse, but then changed her mind.

"Okay, why not."

"Okay, then you wait here."

The dwarf ran out and stood in front of the crowd, waving his hands.

"Everyone stop! Stop! Listen to me first!"

He pointed at Lin En, who was still standing in the crowd. "This demon hunter master has come from afar and wants to see our skills. Who is willing to be his opponent?"

One of the two dwarves who were still fighting in the field stopped when he heard this.

The other one, however, showed no martial ethics and took the opportunity to hit the latter in the face with the handle of his hammer.

The latter was knocked to the ground by him.

"The battle isn't over yet, Wakanda. We dwarves don't practice human chivalry."

The knocked-down dwarf's face was covered in blood.

But surprisingly, when he got up from the ground, he did not go up and curse.

Instead, he dropped his weapon and left.

The victorious dwarf patted his chest and said, "Master Demon Hunter, I, Regan, will be your opponent."

"can."

As Lin En spoke, he grasped his steel sword and prepared to step forward.

But they were stopped by the dwarves.

"Alas, alas, Master Demon Hunter, this is a competition, not a fight to the death. Real weapons can easily cause accidents, so it's better to use unsharpened training tools."

"Master Witcher, are you good with a sword, an axe, or a hammer? We'll get them for you."

So Lynn said politely:

"Then please bring me a half-sword."

The weapons that Lin En wanted were quickly taken by other dwarves.

He took the training sword.

He made a few sword flowers.

Nod.

This sword is okay.

Although it's not 100% handy.

But after all, it was in a hurry, how could we possibly find the perfect matching weapon?
What's more, this is just a competition, not a life-and-death battle.

Just enough.

So he walked onto the stage and came face to face with the dwarf named Reagan.

The two sides stood in a standoff for a moment, then Reagan roared with astonishing force, stepped forward, and swung his hammer at Lynn without holding back.

Even the air was torn apart with a sharp sound.

Although this is just a competition, not a life-and-death fight.

But if you get hit by this, you'll probably have to stay in bed for a long time.

The onlookers around all exclaimed in surprise.

They didn't expect that Reagan would take such a heavy-handed approach right from the start.

However, this ferocious attack was extremely clear in Lynn's eyes.

Even without the blizzard potion, the mutation from the Trial of Grass and the "Comprehensive Enhancement" feat had enhanced his reflexes.

Therefore, in Lynn's view, although Reagan's attack was fierce, it was also full of loopholes.

So he calmly dodged the opponent's attack.

And hit Reagan's chest with the hilt of the sword.

puff!
A dull thud was heard.

Reagan was struck by lightning.

He dropped his weapon, fell to his knees, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

The onlookers all exclaimed in surprise.

There was also a bit of awe in the look he gave Lynn.

Although they also realized that as a monster killer, the demon hunter could not be incompetent.

But they were still shocked that Lin En could defeat their companions so easily.

Lynn put away his training sword.

Walk over and pull Reagan up from the ground.

"You fought well."

"Ahem, you are worthy of being the Master Demon Hunter. Thank you for showing mercy."

Reagan recovered and brushed off the dirt on his body.

There was no trace of jealousy on his face. Instead, he expressed his respect to Lin En sincerely before walking away.

The dwarf who spoke to Lynn first was very excited when he saw this scene, as if he had won a victory.

"Anyone else wants to challenge the Demon Hunter Master?"

The dwarves watching looked at each other, but no one moved.

"I'll give it a try."

Until a dwarf with his beard braided into two braids squeezed out of the crowd and walked forward.

He picked up an unsharpened axe and spat into his palm: "Let me experience the skills of the witcher master."

The crowd murmured.

"It's Muradin, now we're going to see something interesting."

"Do you know him? Why haven't I heard of his name?"

"Of course you couldn't have heard of it, because he had just returned to Mahakam after completing his training in human society. On his way down the mountain, he encountered a dozen robbers, and he killed them all by himself."

"Fuck! So fierce?"

Muradin was very pleased to hear the exclamations coming from the crowd.

He had just returned to Mahakam and the clan had not yet assigned him a job.

If we can defeat the Witcher, let his fame spread.

The clan might even let him start directly as captain of the guards.

That's why Muradin came out to challenge Linn.

of course.

If you lose, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

After all, he lost to the Demon Hunter.

Dwarves respect the strong and do not consider it a shame to be defeated by the strong.

(End of this chapter)