The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 61 People's physiques cannot be generalized
Lynn left his sword and horse at the door.

Then he walked through the main gate of Oxford University, and a completely different world appeared before his eyes.

Niubao University is completely different from a town made up of ordinary buildings, nor is it like a town where every inch of land is worth a lot of money and everyone fights for it.

Everything here remains the same as it was when the elves left.

The spacious alleys are paved with colorful gravel, and on both sides are pleasant little palaces, as well as openwork fences, walls, hedges, canals, bridges, flower beds and green parks.

Only in a few places did large, crude mansions stand, evidently built after the elves' departure.

Everything looks clean, peaceful and solemn.

Students wandered the alleys, absorbed in the reading of tomes and parchment manuscripts.

Others sat on benches, lawns, and flower beds, discussing their homework or carefully playing brain-stimulating games like "Odd or Even."

Professors were also wandering around, chatting or arguing enthusiastically while maintaining their courtesy and demeanor.

The young teaching assistant was wandering around, staring up the skirts of the female students.

Oxenfurt, where the University of Oxenburg is located, is located on the north bank of the Pontar River. A breeze blows from the Pontar River, bringing a faint moisture.

The slightly stronger smell of hydrogen sulfide wafted from the Alchemy Department building, towering over the canal. Gray and yellow finches chirped in the park's bushes.

There was also a gorilla squatting in a poplar tree, no doubt an escapee from the Natural History Department's menagerie.

It took Lynn some time to find out the location of Professor Grogg's office from several young and enthusiastic students.

……

In an office, Lynn met Professor Glogg.

The professor was about forty or fifty years old, with a beard, a serious face, and a tall and thin figure.

It gives people an image of being knowledgeable, rigorous and serious.

When Professor Glogg heard that Lynn came for a commission, he couldn't help but look the witcher up and down.

"Are you really a demon hunter?"

Lin En nodded and said, "It's genuine."

"Excuse me, but you look too young."

"The Green Grass Trial caused mutations in our bodies and significantly delayed our aging. Of course, I know you don't want to hear this. Let me put it another way..."

Lynn spread his hands. "I don't know how much time will pass before the next demon hunter passes through Oxenfurt. In that case, why not let me give it a try? Professor, you don't have much to lose anyway, right?"

Professor Glogg thought quickly.

I think what Lynn said makes a lot of sense.

Anyway, even if the commission fails, there will definitely be no payment.

Of course, it would be even better if it succeeds.

And it is indeed as Lynn said, there are too few witchers in the world today. Many students at Niubao University have never even seen a witcher.

By the time another witcher passed by Oxenfurt, the grass on his missing student's grave was already so tall.

So, Professor Grog put away his previous look of contempt and suspicion, extended his hand solemnly, and shook hands with Lin En.

"I apologize for my previous disrespect. Let me introduce myself again. I am Professor Higsmund Glogg of the History Department. The missing person is my student, Michelle Sabina Ruxer."

Lin En was invited by the other party, sat down on the chair, and immediately began to ask questions.

"I need to know more details. When did Miss Michelle disappear?"

"This... I'm not sure about the exact time, I just know it was probably a few days ago." Professor Glogg said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, let me change the question. Who was the last person to see your students?"

"It's Marco Geddel."

"Is this person also your student?"

"Yes."

"Okay, so where can I find him?"

"Just sit here and I'll call him over for you."

A few minutes later.

A boy with freckles all over his face, very tall but thin, perhaps even too thin, walked in.

His eyes swept from the witcher to linger on Grog, and he asked somewhat nervously, "Professor, you're looking for me?"

Professor Glogg pointed at Lynn and said.

"It's this Demon Hunter Master who wants to see you." Lynn said to the uneasy student with a smile.

"Marco Geddel? Sit down first. Don't be so far away. Don't worry, I don't have any infectious diseases."

After Marco sat down, Lynn leaned forward in his chair and looked directly into Marco's eyes: "I heard that you were the last person to see Michelle?"

Marco nervously replied, "Yes, sir."

"Okay, then let me ask you, when was the last time you saw her? And where was it?"

"It was in the evening. I don't know the exact time, but it was not long after class."

"Where did you meet her?"

"in the canteen."

Lynn suddenly asked Gloger who was sitting next to him.

"Professor Glogg, what time does the university cafeteria usually open in the evening?"

Professor Glogg replied, "From five to six."

Lynn nodded and looked back at Marco.

"Marco, were there many people in the cafeteria at that time?"

"Not... much?" Marco said uncertainly.

Lin En couldn't help but frown. "What do you mean by not too much? Is it a lot or not much?"

Marco hesitated.

“There are some people, but not that many.”

Lin En couldn't help but hold his forehead.

You just put it here.

But Lynn could understand.

Not everyone has keen observation skills and a photographic memory.

Some people can't even remember what they ate two days ago.

After all, people's physiques cannot be generalized.

He sighed and changed the question.

"Okay, so what were you discussing?"

"Of Eteye..."

Marco was about to answer when Grogg beside him suddenly coughed loudly, interrupting Marco.

Lynn looked back at Professor Grogg and said, "What's wrong, Professor? Do you have any questions?"

"Sorry, Master Witcher, it's nothing."

He glanced at Marco in a casual yet meaningful way.

Obviously he didn't want Marco to finish what he just said.

"Excuse me, Mr. Witcher, but does this have anything to do with what we are discussing now?"

The other party was obviously hiding something, which made Lin En a little impatient.

"Of course I have. I must have all the information before I can start the investigation. Professor, have you ever seen a tightrope walker?"

"I have, but..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Lin En quickly interrupted him.

"Those performers you saw must have been lightly dressed, no one was bound or tied up, right?"

Glogg said as a matter of course.

"Of course. Although I don't know much about the performing arts industry, I know that tightrope walking requires extremely high standards from the performer, especially balance."

"How can you perform if your hands and feet are tied, or if you're carrying heavy objects? Wouldn't that be forcing someone to do something?"

Lynn nodded.

"It's great that you understand. Just like you said, if you deliberately concealed some of the content, then for me, it would be like a performer with his hands and feet tied."

Only then did Grog realize that he had been tricked by Lynn.

"This... well, alright, but Mr. Demon Hunter, I have a request."

(End of this chapter)