Lynn Cross your arms over your chest.
He didn't think that the bandit leader could entrust him and Geralt with anything.
But let's give it a listen.
"Tell me and listen."
The bandit leader suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Maksymilian, his eyes fierce.
"As long as you kill this bullshit Duchess's knight, all the money and equipment he has will belong to you, and we will also give you three hundred Oren to honor the two masters."
"This sissy is dressed in sparkling clothes. She must be worth her money. I wonder what the two masters think?"
Maksymilian's face suddenly turned red.
But before he said anything, he heard Lynn say coldly.
"No, I prefer to hear the last cry of sorrow when your life disappears, rather than making money from death."
The bandit leader frowned and retreated behind everyone.
He waved his hands forward vigorously.
"You fucking mutant, kill these two freaks and that sissy knight!"
Following the order from the bandit leader, the bandits swarmed up, trying to overwhelm each other with their numerical advantage.
Although such tactics are simple and crude, they have always been successful in the past.
Therefore, they naturally felt that it would be the same this time.
Unfortunately, this time they found the wrong opponent.
Lynn and Geralt met the three robbers who were rushing at the front.
It was just a face-to-face meeting between the two parties.
The three robbers' limbs, chests, and necks spurted out blood like arrows.
Then, Lynn raised his left arm, and a Aard Sign shot out.
Like a war hammer, it hit the fourth robber hard on the chest.
While knocking him backwards and hitting three more robbers, the chest of the robber knocked down by Aard Sign also dented.
I'm afraid that his internal organs have long been turned into a mass of mush, and he is unlikely to survive.
Two bandits tried to come around from the side and attack the witcher's flank.
But the knight-errant, wearing full plate armor and holding a sword and a shield in one hand, blocked their way.
The swordsmanship of the knight errant is different from that of the demon hunter. It is not as gorgeous, but it is also simple and practical.
He used his shield to block the attack of one of the robbers, and then used his sword to deflect the weapon of the other robber.
Then he drove the sword into the opponent's chest.
The robber's companion screamed in fright, turned around and ran away.
As a result, the long sword thrown by Maksymilian hit him in the back of the heart, killing him.
With the hard work of the three people, the dozen bandits who disturbed the peace of the village were quickly wiped out.
And the three of them didn't even have a scratch.
Maksymilian wiped the blood from his sword on a corpse.
He looked left and right. "Where is the head of the bandit leader?"
Lynn's pupils shrank slightly.
Pointing to a black spot in the distance.
"Look, it escaped with his body."
Maksymilian hurriedly ran towards his horse.
"We can't let him escape, otherwise it won't be long before he gathers another group of villains. By then we won't be around, and this village will end up even more miserable than before."
"He can't run away."
Lynn took out the Kovir longbow from the magic pattern leather bag.
First I took a deep breath.
The next moment.
The long bow is fully drawn.
Phew!
The scream of arrows piercing the air was heard.
Even Maksymilian, who was standing next to the witcher, only felt pain in his eardrums.
The arrows rotating at high speed even left a clear and slowly dissipating arrow mark in the air.
Easily headshot the bandit leader who had already run nearly 400 meters away.
Bang!
The mules and horses, frightened by the explosion, ran faster.
But its owner, the headless corpse, fell off the horse and fell to the ground with a plop.
Maksymilian turned around in horror and looked at Lynn who put away Kovir's long bow again, his face full of shock.
Four hundred meters away, it can still maintain such accuracy and power...
Even if they start as a squire and receive the Six Arts of Knighthood, few knights errant can reach the level of Lynn.
This is the bow skill that Phoenix Guards is proud of.
After reaching the master level of Phoenix Archery, Lynn has even surpassed most elves in terms of archery skills.
Coupled with the reward Aretuza Academy advanced to him - the Kovir longbow in hand, it is even more powerful.
After expressing his gratitude to the two demon hunters who helped in the battle, Maksymilian put away his sword and shield.
Putting his hands on his hips and looking at the still closed doors and windows, he couldn't help but feel confused.
"Why don't you folks come out? It's over now. We helped them eliminate all the bandits, so they don't have to worry anymore."
Geralt, who had been silent before, answered him in a low but charming voice.
"This is the poorest province in Velen, Temeria, and maybe even in the entire north."
"Here, it's not just robbers who do evil... In fact, in their eyes, you are no different from robbers."
"I disappoint you, Sir. This is not Toussaint. There are no flowers and applause to reward you for what you have done."
There was a moment.
Lynn is a little worried whether this knight from Toussaint will do something irrational.
But fortunately, Maksymilian maintained his noble behavior from beginning to end.
He just sighed heavily and mounted his loyal war horse.
"Hey, it seems that the rumors are true. In the north, people don't know what honor and nobility are. Master Geralt, Master Lynn, let's get out of here."
After leaving Midcopse, the three of them never stayed in any Velen village.
The three of them would rather camp in the wild and eat dry food than face rude country bumpkins.
Maybe it was because all three of them were heavily armed.
In this dangerous land of Velen, we didn't encounter any trouble at all.
After one day and two nights, they left Velen and entered a small village called Brenna in a subordinate country of Temeria, Principality of Maribor.
The three of them rested for a night at Brenna and replenished supplies.
Leave the next day and continue south.
The destination is a city called Dillingen in Kingdom of Brugge, which borders Temeria.
The city is located on the north shore of the Yaruga River.
When they reach Dillingen, they can find a barge and then go directly upstream along Yaruga River to reach Rivendell Valley.
Then continue heading south from there.
It won't take long to reach the legendary Land of a Thousand Fables--Toussaint.
Lynn has never been to the south.
Geralt is almost the same.
The farthest south he has ever been is Cintra, and he has only been there once.
We also took the sea route, not the land route.
Therefore, from the moment they left Temeria, the three-person team could only be led by Maksymilian, the knight from Toussaint.
But after leaving Principality of Maribor, the further I left Lynn, the more weird I felt.
Finally...
Maksymilian, who was leading the way, first pulled up the visor on the front of his helmet.
I looked around for a long time.
Then he said it in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
"Please don't yell or laugh at me... I just discovered something very important:"
"I don't know where this is or where to go."
"In other words, we seem to be lost."