The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 353 I've Had Enough with Red tape
Mossack stroked his beard.

“I heard that Kael Morhen was once besieged, and the Wolf School gradually declined after that. Now it seems that the rumors were wrong.”

Just as Lynn was about to answer, a clear chirping sound came from above.

A small black shadow spread its wings and soared in the air.

It's the little griffin that Lynn kept.

When Lynn returned to Novigrad, he kept the little griffin in a cage to prevent it from flying out, fearing it would be mistaken for a sparrow and hunted.

It's important to understand that in this era of low productivity, resources were not abundant, so many people struggled to even meet their most basic needs for food and clothing.

Even ordinary people who are struggling to make ends meet don't have much money to spare.

They simply couldn't resist the temptation of meat.

Yes, an adult griffin is indeed a ferocious beast.

However, an immature griffin is not much stronger than a sparrow.

Therefore, Lynn was finally relieved to release the little griffin once they entered the Blue Mountains.

The little guy was feeling suffocated in the cage, and as soon as he was let out, he tried desperately to fly away, afraid that Lynn would catch him again.

They will only land again when they are hungry or when they go to sleep at night.

Lynn called out in Chinese, "Come here."

All the instructions he gave to the little griffin were in Chinese, so that when the day came that the little griffin actually went to the battlefield, it would not be confused by the orders in the noisy battlefield with horses neighing and people shouting.

Hearing its owner's call, the baby griffin descended from the sky, its small but powerful claws gripping its owner's arm firmly.

Lynn took a small piece of jerky from his magic-patterned leather pouch and tossed it to the little griffin.

The little griffin quickly devoured the small piece of jerky.

After finishing its meal, it affectionately rubbed its face against its owner's hand repeatedly.

At this point, Lynn replied to Mossack with a smile.

“Master, the rumors are true. It’s just that I later hired someone to repair the castle, which is why it looks the way you see it today.”

Mossack nodded.

Actually, when Lynn approached him with her proposal to improve the Grass Trial, he had a vague idea of ​​Lynn's plan.

Now, seeing the completely renovated Kaer Mohen Castle with his own eyes, his suspicions were further confirmed.

Perhaps this young Witcher can truly recreate the glory days of the Witcher Order.

Mossack was different from those ignorant people.

He knew, of course, that monsters were becoming increasingly rare in this day and age, but unlike others, he didn't believe that the number of monsters had decreased and therefore the number of monster hunters should also decrease.

These witchers are neither lepers carrying infectious diseases, nor cannibalistic ghouls, nor cursed children who could turn into monsters at any moment...

Even if the day comes when all monsters are wiped out, warlocks who are even more troublesome than witchers can live freely on this continent, so why can't witchers?

Just because a warlock's duty is to interfere in politics and a demon hunter's duty is to hunt monsters, does that mean that once the monsters are all hunted down, the good bow should be put away?
Should good people be held at gunpoint? Besides, Mossack knows very well that monsters will never be extinct.

Because the conjunction of celestial bodies is a natural phenomenon.

Just as chaotic energy exists in this world, just as there will always be newborns who are born with the potential to become sorcerers, whether naturally or through natural means, the celestial conjunction will inevitably happen again, bringing forth new monsters.

Therefore, this world will always need witchers who hunt monsters.

In addition, some of the Warlock Brotherhood's practices also displeased Moxsack.

For example, the reason why the Druids' Circle did not follow in the footsteps of the Witcher Order is not only because druids were not created by warlocks, but also because druids voluntarily gave up the power to interfere in politics.

Aside from serving as advisors to the lords in the Skellige Islands, they generally did not concern themselves with the affairs of the northern kingdoms.

Even when the branches of the Druids' Circle in various northern kingdoms were alienated by the kings for opposing their excessive logging and logging, the Warlock Brotherhood was happy to see this happen.

All of these factors have created a rift between Moxsack and the Druids and the Warlock Brotherhood. Although there are no major conflicts between the two sides, minor clashes occasionally break out.

Therefore, if Lynn could revive the Witcher Order and make it a force to counterbalance the Brotherhood of Warlocks, Mossack would feel a sense of satisfaction just thinking about those arrogant warlocks getting their comeuppance.

However, if the Witcher Order could be formed so easily, the Witchers wouldn't be in such a declining state as they are today.

Putting aside everything else, those sorcerers who are greedy for power and unwilling to let go, and who are more interested in studying magic, are bound to be unwilling to watch what they consider to be defective products rise again.

Those kings who lead decadent, extravagant, and corrupt private lives, and who are keen on having more illegitimate children, may not necessarily want to see the demon hunters banding together.

In particular, this warrior community does not obey the orders of any king, nor can it be bought with money...

Even without the Warlock Brotherhood's instigation, the kings of the North would likely spontaneously rush to oppress and suppress any witchers who attempt to unite.

According to Mossack, the reason why Kaer Morhen Castle can still conduct research on improving the Trials of Herbs is simply because this Witcher fortress, standing deep in the Blue Mountains, is located at the edge of the known world and remains unknown to most.

Once their fame spreads, the second siege of Kaer Mohan will likely be imminent.

Or even if the sorcerers don't do that, as long as a trade blockade is imposed on Kael'thas Castle, it's only a matter of time before this emerging group falls apart, in Mossack's view.

Therefore, he was very curious about how Lynn planned to deal with the severe test that was about to begin.

As the group approached, the heavy, thick castle gates slowly opened, the wooden lattice in front of the gates was pulled up, the drawbridge was lowered, and a group of dwarves wearing chainmail specially made for their physiques walked out carrying axes.

The leading dwarf put down his axe, rested his hands on the ends of the axe handle, and made an unusually exaggerated and somewhat comical gesture.

"Welcome home, Witcher."

"You too, Zoltan, and don't try that on me. Otherwise, I'll kick your ass hard with my boots."

"Don't you humans love all this red tape?"

While joking like a friend, Lynn called out the names of the other dwarf brothers who were with Zoltan in a lighthearted tone.

The dwarves all burst into laughter.

Clearly, Lynn's approachable nature was very appealing to them.

Of course, Lynn didn't neglect the other friends she brought with her.

(End of this chapter)