The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 39 It hurts, it hurts too much

When the Great Elder said the word "sword", a thought popped into Lin En's mind like lightning.

He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Could it be..."

Broval was very pleased with the expression on Lynn's face at this moment.

As dwarves are also an ancient race, their attitude towards witchers is not as prejudiced as that of humans.

On the contrary, as monster killers, demon hunters are generally respected by dwarves.

Being able to make the witchers react like this naturally gave Broval a lot of face.

"Yes, it is well known that the most sophisticated metallurgy and forging techniques, whether in the south or the north, come from the hands of dwarves and gnomes."

"Not to mention, the only place in the known world that produces adamantine gold is Mahakam."

"You two masters may not know that refined gold is a harder metal than ordinary steel. Any weapon mixed with even a little refined gold will be stronger and harder to use than an ordinary weapon."

"And the sword made of pure adamantine, forged by the dwarf with the best forging skills, is Gul'vihil."

"What I intend to give you two is the sword of Gulliver."

Gulliver Hill?

Even Lin En's heart couldn't help but tremble violently when he heard the name Gulliverhill.

Only the sharpest dwarven swords can be called Gul'vihil.

Any standard sword called Gwysir can split a linen turban thrown into the air or easily split the shell of an old crab in half without even breaking a sweat.

The "Givielle" used by Ciri, the future adopted daughter of Geralt, the young lion of Cintra, and the daughter of the ancient bloodline, is a sword of Gulliver.

Broval was more pleased with Lynn's reaction.

He stroked his beard on his chest and said with some pride.

"Indeed, Master Demon Hunter, it seems you've also heard of the fame of the Gul'vihil Sword. That's good. In the outside world, you'll hear many blacksmiths or merchants mysteriously telling you that they have the Gul'vihil Sword."

"But I can tell you with certainty that they are all liars, because few Gulliversir swords have ever left Mahakam."

Anyone who makes a living by fighting cannot help but regard sword and armor as their second life.

The value of the Gourvesir Sword cannot be measured by money. Even if you are rich, it would be harder than climbing to the sky to buy a Gourvesir Sword.

……

After saying goodbye to the Great Elder and leaving the magnificent throne hall, Lynn went straight to find Geralt without any delay.

And told Geralt the offer made by the Great Elder.

Geralt's eyelids twitched.

"Four thousand Orens and one Gulweisir sword. It seems our great elder has really invested a lot this time."

“But then again, no matter how precious the Gulweshir Sword is in the outside world, this is Mahakam after all.”

"Comparing the cost of restoring a mine to income from a mine to giving away a Gulliversword, anyone would choose the former without hesitation."

"So, you agreed?"

To Geralt's surprise, Lynn shook his head.

"No, I told Brovard that I had to go check on the miners who were sick and talk to my companions before making any decisions... Geralt, what's that look on your face?"

Faced with the huge temptation of benefits, Lin En was able to withstand it and not be carried away.

This was something Geralt had not expected, but he was also proud of Lynn.

In fact, during this journey, Geralt tried his best to let Lynn negotiate on his own.

It is also to make it easier to observe Lynn.

A demon hunter walking in this world requires more than just good skills.

Learning how to deal with people is also a very important part.

Fortunately, Lynn's performance so far has far exceeded Geralt's expectations.

This also made Geralt decide that after this escort mission was completed, he could let Lin go alone with confidence.

Since Lynn had already discussed it with Great Elder Broval, Geralt couldn't help but speak.

"Then let's split up. After breakfast, you go see the patients that Broval mentioned." "What about you?" Lynn asked back.

Geralt wiped his mouth with his napkin. "I'm going to that abandoned mine and see if I can find anything."

The two of them split up.

Lynn finds Thor and tells him his intentions.

Thor readily assigned a dwarf to Lin En.

Let him take Lin En to the quarantine area.

after a while……

"Master Demon Hunter, this is where the sick miners are housed. I won't go in. I'll wait for you here."

The dwarf who led Lin En said with a flattering smile.

Lynn nodded in understanding.

Judging from Broval's description, it is very likely that he would have been infected by coming into contact with the sick miners.

It's understandable that others would feel scared.

As for Lynn herself.

He is a witcher, and like the sorceress, he cannot get sick.

At this time, Lin En was standing in front of a temporary fence made of wood.

This wooden fence, several meters high, separates the area where sick miners live from other areas.

There were also circles of iron chains wrapped around the entrance and exit doors.

After the dwarf leading the way untied the chains, Lynn walked through the gate.

The area behind the door is not large, with only a few stone buildings.

He walked towards one of the stone houses.

Even without getting close, just a little distance away, I could smell a strong, indescribable stench coming from the house.

He frowned slightly, but still took a step forward, pushed open the door of the house and walked in.

The house was dark.

The windows were nailed with thick layers of wooden boards.

There were no lights like candles or torches.

The sick miners lay on the ground like corpses.

His whole body was wrapped in bandages.

They saw someone pushing the door open and coming in instead of pushing the food in through the gap under the door, and they all struggled excitedly.

"Save us!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Don't abandon us!"

"Pain! It hurts too much!"

"I'm not sick, hahahaha, let me out, I'm not sick!"

Many of the sick miners were so weak that they could not even stand.

He could only crawl towards Lin En like a cricket pupa.

Honestly, this scene actually looks pretty scary.

Even though they knew that these dwarf miners would not actually harm them, they just wanted to leave this hellish place.

Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Lin En had no choice but to use the Axis seal to calm them all down.

Under the effect of the Axis Seal, the miners finally regained their composure and lay back down obediently.

"Now, I have a few questions for you."

(End of this chapter)