After that, Old John didn't continue.
But Lynn can already guess it.
"The surgery fee was also used to pay off your brother's gambling debt?"
Old John nodded.
"I can't save any money at all. During the most difficult time, Gresa and I were having a hard time."
"Sir Lynn, I haven't read any books, and I don't understand those big principles, but... but I just don't understand why I have worked so hard, and Gresa has tried his best to help me, but our life is still so hard?"
"As for my brother, why can he spend all my hard-earned money with peace of mind? Doesn't he know that our family actually has no assets to squander?"
"It's not that I deny family ties, really, but I still have a daughter to raise. I once promised my wife that I would take good care of our daughter. As a result, Gresa is already so old and has been suffering all the time. I can't even heal her legs."
At the end of the sentence, Old John covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly.
Gresa, who was hiding in the room further away, was already in tears.
Lynn made no sound to urge.
After Old John's mood stabilized, he continued to ask.
"Then how did you get here?"
"One night, that kid Alfred broke into our house. He didn't know where he went and got drunk. He asked me for money. I didn't have any money to give him, so he wanted to sell my daughter..."
"I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had a fight with him, then moved out of the village and came to Novigrad."
"We have lived here for half a year. Although we live in a slum, it feels really good to not have to use my hard-earned money to pay off my brother's debts."
"One day, Alfred found us again."
Lynn asked in confusion, "How did he know you were here Novigrad?"
Old John shook his head. "I don't know, maybe it's because the village we live in is not far from Novigrad, so he guessed that we can't go to other cities and can only move to Novigrad."
"But these are not important. What is important is that when he appeared in front of us this time, he said that he had joined the local gang Novigrad. If we refused to give him money, he would call his brothers in the gang and destroy our store."
"At that time, I actually had some extreme thoughts, so I might as well fight him with a knife, but then I thought about my Gresa. Without me, she, a little girl, would definitely not be able to survive in the slums."
"I... I can't imagine what tragic things will happen to her if I'm gone..."
"So I had to kneel down to my brother and beg him to let us go. We have been hurt terribly by him. The money his creditors took from us in the past... forget it, it's all gone. I don't want it anymore. I just ask him to stop pestering us."
"As a result, my words offended Alfred. He suddenly became very angry and started to make a fuss."
"Then, your companion, the demon hunter named Geralt, appeared."
Lynn asked, "So, he beat him up?"
Old John lowered his head.
"Yes."
"The demon hunter gave Alfred a severe lesson and left. After that, we never saw him again."
"Later, the guards came over to inquire about the situation. Even though we repeatedly explained that Mr. Geralt actually acted to protect us, they still issued a wanted order... I'm sorry!"
Old John suddenly left the chair and knelt on the ground. "I can understand if you want to vent your anger, but please just hit me and let my daughter go."
Plop!
The wooden tea cup fell to the ground, and the hot water inside spilled all over the floor.
Anxious Gresa ran over in a hurry, but fell down.
She was about to fall to the ground.
Suddenly I felt a gust of wind blowing.
The witcher helped the stunned girl and asked her to stand up again.
Only then did he take a few steps back.
As soon as he backed away, Old John quickly got up from the ground and went over to check on his daughter.
"You misunderstood. I didn't mean to launch an attack. Although my companion was wanted by the city hall, I believe that the council members in the city hall are reasonable and good people. As long as I explain it carefully, they will listen."
"Actually, I have a question that I'm a little curious about... my companion, do you smell anything different about him every time he comes here?"
Old John and Gresa were both stunned for a moment. "Different... smell?"
"It's the smell of some kind of spice? Do you smell it?"
Lynn said this while looking towards the store.
The reason why he asked this was because in the Witcher Senses he turned on at this time, he could "see" a residual scent of spices wafting around the store.
And this faint smell obviously does not belong to the bakery.
"I didn't notice it before, but now that you say it... it seems to have a bit of spice smell."
Old John rubbed his hands in fear. "Is there anything wrong with this?"
"No, it's nothing, forget about this... You just mentioned that Alfred claimed that he is now a member of the Novigrad gang. After he was beaten, did any gangsters come to cause trouble for you?"
Old John shook his head. "No."
"Okay."
Here Lynn has already heard a general outline, and in his mind he has gradually restored the original appearance of the matter to almost the same level.
He took out ten crowns from the magic pattern leather bag and put it on the table.
"Last question, your brother, Alfred, where does he live?"
If you want to ask what the characteristics of slum houses are besides being dirty and smelly, it is undoubtedly a mess.
Unlike the houses in other areas, the houses in the slums are messy and disorderly. All the illegally built houses are crowded together, leaving only a crooked and narrow street.
--If this can still be called a street.
After turning countless turns in this crooked street, Lynn finally came to the house where Old John's younger brother, Alfred, lived.
This is a shack built with all kinds of messy materials.
The house is not big, as you can tell from the outside.
There wasn't even a door, just a piece of cloth as a curtain.
Lynn is standing outside the shack. When Witcher Senses is turned on, you can clearly feel that there is only a man lying on cardboard in the shack.
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