The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 245: Doors Open for Money
The proprietress stood at the door, leaning on a broom as if she were holding a sword.

After confirming that the homeless children had all escaped and no one dared to stay nearby, the proprietress put on a different face, showing a flattering and even somewhat fawning expression, and spoke to Lin En.

"Those little devils ran away pretty fast, sir. If they come again, just call me and I promise to beat them so hard that they won't dare to bother you again."

Lynn hummed.

He didn't ask the boss lady what was going on with the children.

In this "dark age" where human life is worthless, sometimes it is not even necessarily a war.

Famine and disease can also turn a child into an orphan.

"If those kids come again, don't chase them away. Give them some food and put it on my account."

"You are such a kind sir."

"Um... By the way, I heard that someone in the city saw a dragon some time ago, is that right?"

"Not only did we see it, we almost finished off that beast..."

The proprietress started talking non-stop.

The content was pretty much the same as what Dandelion had said on the bridge.

Finally, the proprietress slapped her thigh and said regretfully.

"Alas, my lord, it's a pity you're a step too late. Otherwise, King Niedamir would have personally invited a noble lord like you to join his dragon-slaying team."

Lynn waved her hand.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't come here for this anyway. But I'm quite interested in the Dragon Slayer Team you mentioned. So..."

Lynn signaled with her eyes.

The proprietress quickly stretched out her hands to take it.

Lin En threw another gold coin into her palm.

"If the Dragon Slayers ever come back, I hope you can come and tell me the news as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

"understand."

The proprietress nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice.

……

Lynn then stayed in this pub.

He usually has nothing to do and is too lazy to go out.

Apart from three meals a day, I was too lazy to even leave the room.

After his instructions on the first day he arrived, the proprietress no longer drove away the homeless children when they came to the tavern again.

And gave them food.

Lynn took the time to chat with them.

I know that they all lost both their parents and have no relatives to rely on.

So, Lynn gave them a choice.

Ask them if they would like to be your subordinate.

These kids didn't know who Lynn was.

But seeing how generous Lin En was, he subconsciously felt that Lin En was a big shot.

How could I not agree?

They were even afraid that if they agreed too late, Lin En would change her mind.

So, Lynn booked two more double rooms in the pub, which were just right for the eight children to live in.

And let them take a few good baths.

A few days later, the proprietress came running to find Lin En in a panic.

It is said that someone saw the Dragon Slayer team returning.

Lynn threw a gold coin to the proprietress and then left the tavern.

After asking passers-by on the street, he learned that there was a beautiful and proud black-haired sorceress in the dragon-slaying team who had returned to the house she temporarily rented in Holopor.

Lin En followed the road and came to a very beautiful single-family building.

This house is built in a very grand manner.

The only drawback was that the gatekeeper refused to let him in. "I have something important to discuss with your employer. Tell her it's Geralt's friend who wants to see her. She'll be willing to see me."

"I don't think so, tramp." The gatekeeper was a head taller than the witcher, and his shoulders were twice as broad as his.

"Although you're wearing fine armor, I bet you stole it or cheated. You can fool others, but you can't fool me. I know what kind of people in your line of work are like."

"Get out of here before I knock you down. My employer is very unhappy and she has no work for you. If you want a woman, go to a brothel in town or find a tree hole to do it yourself."

"Or did your witcher mutation destroy your thing, so you want my employer to use magic to restore it?"

"It seems there is no way." Lynn sighed.

He took out a purse from his magic pattern leather bag.

There was also the sound of coins colliding with each other.

The gatekeeper said with disdain: "Don't try to bribe me."

"That's not the plan."

The gatekeeper is so big that the probability of him being hit is much higher than that of a smaller person.

The gatekeeper didn't even have time to blink when Lynn hit him on the head with the money bag.

He staggered backwards and fell against the door of the small building, slowly sliding to the ground.

He wanted to stand up again, but Lynn quickly hit him on the head with the money bag again.

This time the gatekeeper completely fainted.

"Sure enough, every door opens for money."

Lynn fished out the key from his body.

He opened the door of the small building and stepped over the gatekeeper who was like a puddle of mud.

Behind the door is a porch with a door on each side. At the end of the porch there is a staircase leading to the upper floor.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should go in directly or stand at the entrance of the porch and shout Yennefer's name...

Suddenly, all the pointed objects in the porch floated up and pointed at him like floating cannons.

Lynn raised his hands and shook them: "Lady Yennefer, I am Geralt's friend. I mean no harm."

"You knocked out the bodyguard I hired to guard my house. Do you call that a lack of malice?"

The sound could not be identified from where it came, but it echoed throughout the house.

"If the bodyguard you hired was willing to talk to me nicely and inform me of my visit, I wouldn't have to attack him."

"Besides, I do have something very important to tell you."

wow-

All the pointy objects surrounding the witcher fell to the ground.

"Come up the stairs."

……

In the room upstairs, Lynn saw a woman.

She looks young, beautiful and sexy.

The scent of cloves and currants emanated from her long, crow-feather-like hair.

Violet eyes stared unconcealedly at Lynn as she walked up the stairs.

"You said you were Geralt's friend. What's your name?"

"Lynn."

The woman pointed to the seat in front of her: "Okay, Lynn, take a seat."

When the witcher sat down, Yennefer asked again, "Did you learn my name from Geralt?"

"No, Triss told me actually."

"Triss?"

Of course Yennefer knew who Triss was.

They all graduated from Aretuza College and were taught by the same teacher.

But she didn't expect that the young demon hunter in front of her could be related to Triss.

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