Chapter 37: With Three Sentences, I Got the Elders to Do This for Me
Muradin was stronger than Regan.
Lynn quickly realized this after fighting him.
But he was only a little stronger than Regan.
He was far less powerful than the elven commander Coenich he had encountered before.
No wonder, that elven commander had honed his martial arts to the master level. If Muradin had such strength, he would definitely not have the leisure to fight here.
Therefore, Muradin only managed to hold on for a few more rounds under Lynn's hands, and then he was defeated.
If you were not as skilled as others, there was nothing to say.
Muradin admitted it generously.
None of the surrounding dwarves looked down on Muradin because of this, but their eyes looking at Lynn became more eager.
After Lynn defeated two dwarves in a row, although the atmosphere was gradually pushed to a climax, no one was willing to come down.
Although the dwarves were forthright, they didn't have so many twists and turns.
But no one was willing to fight a losing battle, even the dwarves.
When they realized that Lynn's strength was very strong, at least they thought they were no match for Lynn, no one was willing to come down again.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded like thunder.
"What are you all doing here?!"
Thor led a few dwarven guards, forced his way through the crowd, and walked in.
The lively and noisy atmosphere just now instantly dropped to freezing point.
The surrounding dwarves looked at Thor, who appeared with the guards, as if a mouse had seen a cat.
Thor looked around and found that Lynn was also among them, so he asked in a slightly softer tone: "What's going on? Master Witcher, what happened here?"
A dwarf tried to argue: "Captain Thor, we..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Thor.
"Shut up! No one is asking you. I'm talking to Master Witcher!"
"You guys don't know what's going on! Master Witcher is a guest invited by the elders to handle the case. If you interfere with Master Witcher's handling of the case, you are offending the elders!"
"You know what the consequences of offending the elders are."
The dwarf who had just tried to argue immediately shut his mouth.
The dwarves around him were also frightened and turned pale.
Whipping, imprisonment... these punishments were trivial matters.
What they feared most was exile.
The dwarves who were willing to return to Mahakam after their experience wanted to stay on the mountain for one reason or another.
If they were exiled, it would be no different from death for them.
Therefore, the dwarves all looked at Lynn with worry and anxiety.
It was no exaggeration to say that their fate was in Lynn's hands.
"There's no need to be so aggressive, Captain Thor," Lynn smiled and spread his hands, "I'm just asking my newly acquainted dwarven friends for some martial arts advice."
With the Witcher taking the initiative to help cover up, the dwarves around them finally relaxed.
"Actually, the master is too polite. We have nothing to teach the master. On the contrary, the master gave us a good lesson."
Thor glanced at Lynn suspiciously.
But in the end he didn't say anything.
"If that's the case, okay, then this time I'll let it go."
"Also, master, the elders asked you and the other master to have a good rest today, and talk to you about the commission tomorrow."
"In fact, I have something very important to tell the elders. Please report it to them."
It was still in the magnificent throne hall.
"Master Witcher, I heard that you want to see me. Have you found anything before I told you the content of the commission? Well, you are indeed a famous monster killer!"
Brouver's hearty laughter echoed in the empty hall.
But Lynn shook his head and said regretfully.
"No, Elder, I'm sorry for causing you misunderstanding. In fact, I came here not for the commission, but for other reasons."
"Other reasons?" A look of doubt flashed across the elder's face.
Lynn nodded: "Before this, please ask everyone to leave. This matter is very important and needs to be kept secret."
However, Brouver hesitated.
His thick and sturdy palm was placed on the armrest of the throne, tapping lightly.
Then, he said something that seemed irrelevant and confusing.
"Master Witcher, I've heard some bad rumors about you. In the rumors, you not only hunt monsters, but also take on assassination jobs."
"Tell me, young Master Witcher, is there such a thing?"
Lynn immediately and keenly sensed what Brouver meant by saying this.
He also noticed that the temperature in the throne hall was rapidly dropping.
Indeed, even if Brouver Hoog was a brave warrior, he was also the ruler of Mahakam.
Who would be willing to face a swordsman with a weapon alone?
Having figured this out, Lynn continued to say calmly: "The rumors are true, but Elder, the rumors are missing very important information, which is enough to mislead people."
Brouver asked: "What information?"
Lynn slowly told a story.
"About three centuries ago, the legendary sorcerer Cosimo and his apprentice Alzur jointly created the Witcher Order."
"Their idea at the time was that Witchers should help humans eliminate monsters based on chivalry."
"And the Witcher Order at that time did indeed do this."
"It was only about half a century later that the Witcher Order split, and then gave birth to several independent Witcher schools."
"Only the Griffin School inherited the Order's concept of advocating chivalry."
"Although the Bear School is indifferent, it only does things for money and does not take on assassination jobs."
"Our Wolf School is between the Griffin School and the Bear School. Although most of the time we do the work of taking money from people and eliminating disasters for them, we have also done a lot of losing money business."
"And the only Witchers who engage in assassination work are the Cat School and the Viper School."
Lynn paused and continued.
"Besides, Elder, you, who are wise, must have guessed that this is my first time in Mahakam. I have never had any contact with Mahakam before."
"As noble as you are, it is impossible to have enemies outside Mahakam. And Mahakam has been closed and conservative all year round. Even the forces inside Mahakam have no chance to leave Mahakam, let alone go outside to find a Witcher. What do you think?"
Brouver hesitated for a while and said.
"Sorry, master, it's my paranoia. Please don't take it to heart... You, all step down."
The well-equipped dwarven royal guards in the throne hall bowed and then stepped out.
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