The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 214: The hemp rope is specially cut at the thinnest places

Chapter 214: The hemp rope is specially cut at the thinnest places

Old John's Bakery is located in the slums of Novigrad.

As the name suggests, only the lowest class of people live in this area.

Most people who come to Novigrad for the first time are amazed by the city's beautiful, neatly arranged houses and stone-paved roads.

Thus ignoring the dirt hidden inside this pearl.

There is no clear dividing line between the slums and other areas. This area is just hidden behind the winding gaps in the buildings.

When you come here, you will realize that even a city that looks so prosperous on the outside still has dark corners.

In the slums filled with sewage and foul odors, there is a small bakery that stands out.

Although the exterior is shabby, the inside is surprisingly clean and tidy.

"welcome."

Hearing the wind chimes hanging on the door, Grace, the bakery owner's daughter, subconsciously looked towards the door.

When she saw clearly that the person who walked into the store had a pair of golden cat eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"you……"

Lin En found a chair and sat down in a very familiar manner.

"Is this Old John's Bakery? Am I in the right place? Don't be afraid, I just have a few questions for the owner of this shop and his daughter."

"Gresa?"

Old John, who was working inside the bakery, heard the noise outside and hurriedly dropped his work and walked out.

Then, he also saw Lynn's eyes.

"you are……"

"I'm a demon hunter, my name is Lynn."

Old John pulled his daughter behind him and shook his head. "I'm sorry, sir, we don't know you. If you're here to buy bread, I'm really sorry. The bread in our store is average and may not suit your taste."

"Don't be nervous. I'm not here to cause you any trouble. I just want to ask you some questions. I'll leave after I'm done."

Old John saw Lynn sitting in the chair, not moving at all.

Realize that if you don't satisfy the other person, they may really stay here.

"Do you really just want to ask some questions?"

"of course."

Old John sighed heavily.

"Then ask me, and I'll tell you everything I can answer."

"Do you know another witcher who has the same eyes as me and carries two swords on his back like a bow?" Lin En paused and continued, "Well, his full name is Geralt of Rivia."

Old John nodded: "I know him."

Lynn was very satisfied with Old John's cooperation.

"Very good, we're off to a good start. You see, as long as you answer the questions well, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

"So he often comes to the store to buy bread?"

Old John nodded again: "Yes."

"Be more specific, like when did he come over, how much did he buy, what did he pay with, and what did he say during that time?"

Old John tried to recall and said.

"He usually comes when we're about to close, and he always buys bread for more than a dozen people, paying with kronor... He, he doesn't talk much."

"Then do you know where he lives and where he usually goes?"

Although he thought it was unlikely that the other party would know, Lynn still asked.

Sure enough, Old John and Grace both shook their heads.

"Okay, next question... Do you know a citizen named Alfred?" Old John suddenly became excited.

"Citizen? What kind of citizen is that bastard? He's just a bastard! A scoundrel! A scum!"

"Dad!" Grace quickly grabbed her father's hand and pulled it hard.

She was worried that her father's sudden action would cause Lin En's dissatisfaction.

But Lin En's eyes lit up.

He knew it wasn't that simple.

"Tell me what you know, you scumbag Alfred."

Lynn had a hunch.

Whether Geralt can be released depends entirely on this man named Alfred.

Gracia asked cautiously.

"Sir, may I ask what your relationship is with Sir Geralt?"

Lynn said without hesitation.

"He is my brother. I would go through fire and water for him without hesitation, and vice versa."

Old John suddenly understood.

He didn't know much about demon hunters.

In this world, most people do not consider demon hunters to be human. Although they are mutated from humans, most people regard them as another completely new race.

It is a race called "Demon Hunters".

In the north, demon hunters have a bad reputation.

Even though most witchers only do things for money, people still subconsciously feel afraid when they see a witcher.

This is why both father and daughter were extremely nervous when Lynn walked into the store.

But now, Lin En said that he was a friend of "Geralt", and the two of them were so close that they would stick together...

"Geralt" left a very good impression on the father and daughter.

Since he is a friend of "Geralt", he might be a good person.

The father and daughter then relaxed.

"So that's how it is... Well, since you're Sir Geralt's companion, I'll tell you everything."

"We first met Sir Geralt half a month ago. He would come to our shop every day, buy bread for more than a dozen people, and then leave without saying anything."

"Until the day Alfred appeared before us."

Old John patted his daughter's shoulder and said gently, "Let me tell you, my dear daughter. Go to the back and get us two glasses of water."

Grace's face showed worry.

But at his father's signal, he limped into the back room.

"Alfred, he is my younger brother. He has been idle and lazy since he was a child. Since my parents died, taking care of him has become my job."

"Actually, if it's just about taking care of his food and drink, it wouldn't be a big deal. As long as I have something to eat, he won't go hungry. This is my responsibility as the eldest son."

"But he doesn't do anything, and he also likes to gamble."

Old John sighed with frustration.

"Gwent, dice... He gambles on anything. I work hard all year round to earn a little money, and before I even spend it, the debt collectors come knocking on my door."

"Sir, you have also seen what my daughter looks like, right?"

Lynn narrowed her eyes and asked, "Well, what happened to her leg?"

"It's not a rare disease. As long as I can save up 200 kronor, I can go to the affiliated hospital of the University of Oxenburg for surgery. She can be like a normal child..."

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(End of this chapter)

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