The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 318 Sir, this way
On the other side, Lynn was lost in thought.

He had completely understood what Earl Thorgil had just said.

This means that the total number of troops they can mobilize is only 500.

But according to Charimire's account, the enemy had more than a thousand people.

That means they may have to face about three times as many enemies.

In a war, numbers are of course crucial.

When more people fight against fewer people, the smaller group will always suffer.

Otherwise, historical examples of defeating the enemy with fewer troops would not be repeatedly publicized.

At this time, he heard Earl Thorgil say again.

"But there's no need to be too pessimistic. I've already sent people to Indalsfjelle, Spiekerg, Faroe, and Udvik to request support."

"As long as we hold on until reinforcements from other families arrive, everything will be fine."

Having said that, Earl Thorgil turned and looked at Lynn again.

"Sir Lynn, I heard from Sir Ged that you witchers are bound by the code of neutrality, so I won't make things difficult for you. If you don't wish to get involved in the conflict, I can immediately escort you off Little Skellige Island and back to the mainland."

Lynn smiled.

"My Lord Earl, now that I'm already here, I won't leave. I will stay and fight alongside you."

Earl Torgir was deeply moved: "Sir Linn, the Tursek branch will never forget your kindness today."

……

At the same time, at the same time.

The Principality of the Arc Coast, the town of Ashton Harbour.

The town of Ashton is one of the more prosperous ports in the Principality. Although it cannot be compared with Novigrad in the south, it still pays a considerable amount of commercial taxes to the Principality every year.

Some time ago, some Nilfgaardian merchants came to the town of Ashton Harbor.

Strangely enough, after these Nilfgaardian merchants arrived, they lived in the villa arranged by the mayor. They rarely left the villa, and even their food was delivered by a special person.

Outside the villa, town guards blocked the road, and ordinary people who dared to approach would be warned to leave quickly.

One day, a knight arrived at the port town of Ashton by boat, and then went straight to the villa where these Nilfgaardian merchants were staying.

When the town guards tried to stop him, the knight took out a token, and the guards dared not stop him and let him enter the villa.

In a room in the villa, the knight met the leader of these Nilfgaardian merchants - his real identity was actually the commander of the Nilfgaardian fleet, Count Tullius.

Count Tullius, dressed as a businessman, frowned as he looked at Charimir who was brought before him.

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

Charimir had no choice but to tell Count Tullius about his previous experience.

Of course, except for the part where I "lost my memory".

To be honest, the loss of that memory had made Chalimir doubt himself.

But this person, more or less, has a trait similar to "hiding illness and avoiding medical treatment".

We are very good at saying the same thing to others, but when it comes to ourselves, we always have a lucky mentality.

Charimier didn't think he was possessed or that there was any conspiracy involved, but attributed it to good luck.

However, he also knew that telling the truth would surely arouse suspicion. Especially since a count, who could command a squadron, was certainly not someone who would trust others so easily.

Therefore, Charimier could only rack his brains to come up with a suitable excuse while fleeing.

"You mean to say that the dozens of soldiers entrusted to you by your lord, Her Highness the Duchess Helena, were lured into the monster's lair by a trick of the mutants, and in the end, only you escaped?"

Chalimir's face looked very ugly.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the story he fabricated had nothing to do with glory, but if he didn't actively bring humiliation upon himself, he couldn't explain how he managed to escape.

Therefore, he nodded with a heavy expression.

"Sir Charimir, it sounds like the most important thing you should do right now is to try your best to convince your lord that he won't be furious with you because of your incompetence. But why did you come to me? Are you hoping to borrow troops from Nilfgaard for revenge?"

"Of course not, Count. The Principality of the Arc Coast previously had an agreement with Nilfgaard. We are responsible for scouting for the island families whose defenses are unprotected on behalf of Nilfgaard."

"So, you found your target?"

"Yes, but I have a request."

"You speak first."

"I want you to take me with you when you return to the Empire and recommend me to join the Nilfgaardian army, with a rank of at least captain."

On the way back, Chalimir had figured it all out.

If he went back to see Duchess Helena in such a dejected manner, he might be stripped of his knighthood and territory and demoted to a commoner overnight.

After all, his master never gave people the impression of being kind.

Therefore, Charlie Mills thought about it and the only way out he could think of was:
Assisted the Nilfgaardians in capturing Tulsek Castle.

Use this as a token of allegiance to join Nilfgaard.

Although the position of captain is a bit too low and cannot be compared with the knight master he is now.

But Chalimir still has some self-awareness.

He was neither a Nilfgaardian nor a graduate of a Nilfgaardian military academy, so it was obviously impossible for him to reach a high position.

The captain is not so good, but at least he is not a private and still has some power. If he performs well in the future, he will have the opportunity to advance further.

Although only true Nilfgaardians from the City of Golden Towers will ever hold high positions, not only northerners who voluntarily surrender, but even provincial people within the empire cannot climb up.

But at least this is better than staying in the Principality of the Arc Coast and never having a chance to make a breakthrough, right?

Lord Tullius narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You want to join the Nilfgaardian army?"

"Yes!"

Lord Tullius gave Charimir a long look. "So what do you think of the northern kings and their rule?"

Charimier answered without hesitation.

"I believe the northern kings are all foolish and incompetent. It is their rule that has led to the endless wars among the northern nations, causing unbearable suffering for the people. Now, the north has become a stagnant pool. Only by injecting new power from outside can this situation be changed and the civilians saved from dire straits."

Count Tullius seemed to be moved by Charimir's impassioned speech and couldn't help but applaud.

"Excellent! With your awareness, your future is boundless. When we return to Nilfgaard, I will personally recommend you to the Empire. Rest assured, the Empire will never treat you unfairly, given your talent."

(End of this chapter)