The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 85 Please close your eyes when it gets dark

The bearded caravan guard said, "Stop complaining. Those who work here have to endure this. Be thankful. At least we're working for the royal family, and we'll get a good reward when we return."

Sir Royce, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly shouted at the caravan guards.

"You guys, come over here and take a look."

The five caravan guards hurried over, only to see Sir Royce and four soldiers standing in front of a large pile of mushrooms, pointing and asking them.

"We don't have enough food. If we continue like this, we'll run out of food before we even get out of the forest."

"Look, are these mushrooms edible?"

The caravan guards looked at each other in confusion. Then the bearded one shook his head and stepped forward, saying, "It's best not to eat it. I'm from a village outside of Kailak, and in our village, many people die every year from accidentally eating poisonous mushrooms."

"However, there are two people in our Golden Lion Caravan who have the ability to tell whether mushrooms are poisonous or not. One is our caravan leader Tyrion, and the other is the head chef."

"It's a pity that neither of them is here."

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind everyone.

"Don't worry about the food, Sir Royce."

Triss smiled and said to them.

"I can open a portal to Vizima, Novigrad, or other major cities in the north at any time."

Sir Royce didn't expect that the problem that worried him was not a problem at all in front of the sorceress.

He immediately felt relieved.

Everything went smoothly after that.

After walking for about five hours in this forest that was so hot that it was almost driving people crazy, the group stopped.

It should be dusk outside, and it was even darker in this impenetrable forest.

Lynn, who has night vision, and Triss, who can cast dark vision magic on herself, are fine.

But Sir Royce and his men clearly showed the shortcomings of mortals.

That is to say, at night, it is no different from being blind.

So, after a brief thought, they decided to set up camp and rest there, and set off again at dawn tomorrow.

"A sorceress needs adequate sleep to avoid affecting her spellcasting the next day. Even putting that aside, a gentleman shouldn't let a lady keep vigil at night."

"Then the night watch will fall to us twelve men."

"Witcher, if you have no objection, I suggest that we split into three shifts of four people each, taking turns to keep watch. Each shift will last four hours, which will ensure that we stay up until dawn."

Lynn thought about Sir Royce's suggestion.

Quite reasonable.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

So Sir Royce sent out his men to make preparations for the night.

They found a slightly larger open space and set up a total of thirteen tents.

The tent in the center naturally belongs to the sorceress.

Out of respect for the ladies, not only were the other twelve tents some distance away from the central tent, they also drew a circle of curtains around the central tent.

The rest of the people went around collecting wood and piled it together to make a campfire.

Then, everyone took out some dry food, stuck it on tree branches, and roasted it over the fire.

Wait until the dry food is softened a little, then swallow it with water.

The dry food doesn't taste very good, it's too salty, and even though it's softened a bit after being roasted, it's still hard.

Ser Royce and his men were professional soldiers, and although the food was terrible, no one complained.

Lynn is a demon hunter and he is not picky.

Only Triss, the royal advisor, frowned, but still said nothing. She ate some dry food silently and then went back to the tent that had been built for her.

As they still had to keep watch at night, everyone except the first shift hurried to their tents to rest. The first shift consisted of the three soldiers assigned to him by Lynn and Sir Royce.

Sir Royce was a nobleman, but the men he brought with him were of commoner origin.

Therefore, the three soldiers saluted Lin En politely and respectfully, saying, "Master Demon Hunter, I'll be working on you from now on."

Lynn nodded.

The four of them separated and stood guard in different directions of the camp.

And several torches were placed all around.

The only thing missing was the torch in front of the witcher.

Torches can provide lighting for ordinary people, but the bright light brought by torches will affect the performance of demon hunters.

Because of a mutation, the demon hunter cannot see anything in the dark like ordinary people.

Add a bottle of Advanced Cat Potion and drink it.

The dim world before my eyes suddenly became clear and bright.

Lynn looked off into the depths of the forest, where the shadows of the trees were like ghosts.

But the witcher knew that no matter how strange or scary the shadow was, it was the shadow of a tree.

A witcher would not mistake the shadows of trees for something indescribable and then scare himself.

Compared to this, for some reason, Lin En had an inexplicable feeling at this moment.

It was as if he had forgotten something particularly important.

But what exactly is going on...

No matter how hard Lin En tried to recall, it was like trying in vain to catch smoke with his hands; he could never remember.

The daylight soon faded and darkness enveloped the earth.

In this pitch-black forest, it seems as if this small camp is the only thing left in the world.

The rustling of leaves in the night wind and the crackling of burning torches became the only sounds in the world.

In this way, time passed by unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, footsteps were heard behind me.

"Master Demon Hunter, thank you for your hard work. Is everything okay?"

A soldier came to Lynn's side and tried to open his eyes wide.

He is just an ordinary person, so naturally he can't see anything.

"everything is normal."

"That's good. Leave the rest to me. Go and rest, Master."

The witcher nodded, handed over the night watch to the soldier who came to replace him, then found his tent and went in.

He took off his boots and settled into his sleeping bag.

Maybe it's because too many things happened today, and I was too tired after a long day of traveling...

Just by closing his eyes, Lin En fell into a deep sleep.

And in the morning, he didn't sleep until he woke up naturally, but was woken up by Triss.

"How long will you sleep, young witcher?"

Hearing Triss's voice coming from outside, Lin En opened his eyes, got out of the sleeping bag with a confused look on his face, and came outside the tent.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky outside.

It was already noon.

(End of this chapter)