It's just that he is a low-key person, and he prefers to do things first rather than talk, and does not show off his skills.
So, Lynn told the story that he, Geralt, Yarpen and others had served as caravan guards.
Seeing Lynn take the initiative to speak, Yarpen, who had been silent until now, also took advantage of the opportunity to speak out about Lynn's heroic performance when encountering the elf commando.
After saying this, the demon hunters at the long table all looked surprised.
Except Vesemir.
After all, Vesemir had already heard Lynn say it once when he was in the kitchen.
Vesemir has actually heard of those elf commandos who hide in the forest and come out to cause havoc from time to time.
Although he often warned Geralt, Eskel, and Lambert to remain neutral.
But he himself is still very concerned about the political situation and events happening on the mainland.
After all, he lives on this land, how could he really blindfold his eyes and plug his ears?
Unlike Vesemir, Lambert didn't think too much. He just clapped his hands. "Lynn, you are so capable. You dare to rush into a forest full of elves alone."
Lynn is very humble.
"What you said is too exaggerated, Lambert."
"The elf commando is actually just a small team with not many people. If there were more of them, they wouldn't have to fight guerrillas, right? Just go over and fight the Aedirn regular army and that's it."
"Although elves are more talented in archery than humans, those elves are just farmers who have just been armed, and there are not many experienced warriors."
"Finally, and most importantly, at that time, someone must come forward, otherwise we will all die sooner or later."
The situation at that time really did not allow Lynn to think too much.
He didn't even think about running away.
Because it's impossible to run away.
In that case, that's all you can do.
Eskel also sighed and said, "You have only been down the mountain for a few months and you have already experienced such an exciting adventure. Many demon hunters who have been down the mountain for several years may not have as exciting a story as you."
"Lambert, do you remember the first time you served a noble?"
Lambert thought about it very seriously.
"Three years, or the fourth year, I can't remember clearly. To be precise, I didn't work for a nobleman, because I haven't even met the nobleman in person."
"From the beginning to the end, he just sent his butler to see me, and his butler had an expression of 'If you don't do it, the witcher will do it'... Ouch! I feel angry now when I think about it."
Eskel put his hand on Lambert's shoulder. "Don't be so impulsive, Lambert, it's all over."
Then he turned to look at Lynn.
"If you ask me, Lynn, you should find a bard to compile your adventure story into a poem, so that countless women will take the initiative to embrace you."
He stroked his scar. "Lynn, you are not bad looking. Women will like you after seeing it."
The cheerful atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent.
Even Lambert stopped talking.
Everyone just looked at the almost disfiguring scars on Eskel's face.
Eskel The injury on his face was caused by a woman named Deidre Admayne.
She is the princess of Kangongen and the unexpected son of Eskel.
However, at that time, Eskel used Law of Surprise, but did not return to Kangong'en to ask for his reward.
But when the time came to the autumn of 1232, Deidre Admeine still came to Kaer Morhen and found Eskel.
This is the reason why she caused such horrific scars on Eskel's face.
No one else spoke, and the atmosphere became very silent.
However, this silent atmosphere was soon interrupted by Eskel himself smiling.
"Don't bother trying to comfort me. I know my own situation well. If a man is poor and poor, it's normal for women to look down on him."
Normally Eskel rarely shows this look, and even Lambert can't stand it anymore.
"Damn it, Eskel, you've ruined the good atmosphere. Why are you saying these words? The wine has turned sour."
"Don't sit there feeling sorry for yourself. That's not like you at all. In this way, when you come down the mountain next year, you come with me, and I will take you to Vizima to have a long experience."
"What's wrong with having scars on your face? Haven't you heard this saying? 'A man's scars are proof of his glory'. Although you look quite ugly, you look the same when you turn off the light. Women don't have cat-like eyes."
Eskel let out a wine belch and did not refute. "Okay, sure, Lambert, I will hang out with you next year."
The two of them quarreled a few more words, breaking the previously heavy atmosphere, and the long table became cheerful again.
Vesemir smiled and wanted to say something else.
But at the next moment, his expression suddenly became solemn.
He looked at Lynn and the other two demon hunters.
Vesemir also saw the same solemn look on their faces.
Only the dwarves still don't understand the situation.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Quiet."
Lynn raised a finger and put it to his lips.
Only then did the dwarves realize that something was wrong and became quiet.
"Eskel, Lambert."
Vesemir winked at the two of them.
They left the long table and took down the steel swords and dwarf axes from the weapon racks.
"Lynn, continue."
Lynn has quick eyes and quick hands, catching the Gwyhyr thrown by Lambert.
Then he walked quickly to the door of the hall.
Then there are Lambert, Eskel, Yarpen, and Zoltan.
Vesemir and the remaining dwarves headed for the back door.
"Why do I feel that this scene seems familiar," Lambert mouthed, "Isn't it that guy Brehen who brought someone to the door to destroy the place?"
Lynn also mouthed the reply, "There is only the sound of one horse's hooves."
Lambert doesn't take it seriously.
"What does that mean? Have you forgotten that Brehen and his brother School of the Cat are also witchers? Isn't it easy for a witcher to silence his own voice while walking?"
Eskel frowned. "You all calm down for a while... wait, do you smell it? Is it the smell of blood?"
Neither of them had time to make any reply.
Suddenly there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the hall.
Lynn and Lambert looked at each other, then opened the door and rushed out without thinking.
"Hey, wait, Lynn, damn!"
Lambert cursed and followed closely behind, protecting Lynn's back.
Then he saw a horse parked outside the gate.
A man was lying face down on the ground.
Lynn ran to the man and turned him over.
Not Geralt.
But this man also had a wolf head badge hanging around his neck.
Lynn looked at his face.
Lynn only felt that this person's face was vaguely familiar.
But I have never seen this person in this world.
Therefore, he quickly remembered this person's identity and name.
"Put down your sword, Lambert. Eskel. Go tell Vesemir that the alarm is over and you are not an enemy."
"It's Berengar, he's back."
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