Old John bakery is located in the slum of Novigrad.
As the name suggests, only the lowest class of people will live in this area.
Most people who come to Novigrad for the first time will be amazed by the beautiful and neatly arranged houses and stone paved roads in this city.
So as to ignore the dirt hidden in this pearl.
There is no clear dividing line between the slums and other areas, but this area is hidden behind the twists and turns of the building gaps.
When you come here, you will realize that even a city that looks so prosperous from the outside actually still has dark corners.
In the slums where sewage flows and the smell is overwhelming, there is a small bakery that stands out.
Although it looks shabby on the outside, it is surprisingly clean and tidy inside.
"Welcome."
Hearing the wind chime hanging on the door, Gresa, the daughter of the bakery owner, subconsciously looked towards the door.
When she saw clearly that the person walking into the store had a pair of golden cat eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned.
"You..."
Lynn found a chair and sat down very familiarly.
"Is this Old John's Bakery? Did I find the wrong place? Don't be afraid, I just have a few questions to ask the owner of this store and his daughter."
"Gresa?"
Old John, who was working inside the bakery, heard the noise outside and hurriedly dropped what he was doing and walked out.
Then, he also saw Lynn's eyes.
"You are..."
"I am a demon hunter, my name is Lynn."
Old John pulled his daughter behind him and shook his head. "Sorry, Sir, we don't know you. If you are here to buy bread, then I'm really sorry. The bread in our store has an average taste and may not suit your taste."
"Don't be nervous. I'm not here to trouble you. I just want to ask you some questions. I'll leave after I finish asking them."
Old John saw Lynn sitting on a chair, not moving at all.
Realize that if you don't satisfy the other person, the other person may really stay here.
"Do you really just want to ask some questions?"
"Of course."
Old John sighed heavily.
"Then you can ask. As long as I can answer it, I will tell you everything."
"Do you know another demon hunter who has the same eyes as me, who seems to be carrying a bow on his back, and also carries two swords?" Lynn paused and continued, "Well, his full name is Geralt of Rivia."
Old John nodded. "We know."
Lynn is very satisfied with Old John's cooperation.
"Very good, we have a good start. You see, as long as you answer the questions well, we can avoid a lot of trouble."
"Then he often comes to the store to buy bread?"
Old John nodded again. "Yes."
"Be more specific, such as when he came over, how much he bought, what he paid for, and did he say anything during this period?"
Old John tried to think back and said.
"He usually comes when we are about to close, and every time he buys bread for more than a dozen people, and he always pays in kroner... 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, both Old John and Gresa 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 is a bastard! A scoundrel! A scumbag!"
"Dad!" Gresa quickly grabbed his father's hand and pulled hard.
She was worried that her father's sudden move would cause Lynn to be dissatisfied.
But Lynn's eyes lit up.
He knew it wasn't that simple.
"Tell me about this scumbag named Alfred. Tell me everything you know."
Lynn has a premonition.
Whether Geralt can be released depends entirely on the person named Alfred.
Gresa asked cautiously.
"Sir, may I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Geralt?"
Lynn said without hesitation.
"He is my brother, and I will go through fire and water for him without hesitation, and vice versa."
Old John suddenly realized.
He didn't know much about demon hunters.
In this world, most people do not think that demon hunters are humans. Although they are mutants from humans, most people regard them as another brand new race.
It's a race called "Demon Hunters".
In the north, the reputation of witchers is really not very good.
Even though most witchers are actually paid to do things, people will still feel subconsciously afraid when they see witchers.
This is why, when Lynn walked into this store, both father and daughter were extremely nervous.
But now, Lynn says that he is a friend of "Geralt", and the two of them are so good that they can cut each other off...
"Geralt" left a very good impression on the father and daughter.
So since he is a friend of "Geralt", he might also be a good person.
The father and daughter then relaxed.
"So that's it... well, since you are the companion of His Excellency Geralt, I will tell you everything."
"We first met Mr. Geralt half a month ago. He would come to our store every day, buy bread for more than ten people, and then leave without saying anything else."
"Until the day Alfred appears in front of us."
Old John patted his daughter on the shoulder and said gently, "Let me tell you, good daughter, go to the back and get us two glasses of water."
Gresa looked worried.
But still, under the signal from his father's eyes, he limped into the back room.
"Alfred, he is my younger brother. He has been idle and indolent since he was a child. Since my parents died, it has been my job to take care of him."
"Actually, if you just take care of his food and drink, it's nothing. If I have something to eat, he won't be hungry. This is my responsibility as the eldest son."
"But if he doesn't do anything, it's a good bet."
Old John sighed as he hated the iron.
"Gwent, dice... He bets on anything. I work hard to earn some money throughout the year, but before I spend it, debt collectors come to my door."
"Sir, have you also seen what my daughter looks like?"
Lynn squinted his eyes and asked, "Well, what happened to her legs?"
"It's not a rare disease. As long as you can save two hundred crowns, you can go to the affiliated hospital of Oxenfurt University for surgery, and she can be like a normal child..."
Thanks to BloodElf1 for the tip!