"Master Dursley, otherwise... we'd better go back. He probably won't be able to come out."
The man with acne on his face shook his head and said, "He has been in there for almost half an hour. He must have been finished long ago."
The loggers gathered outside the forest, looking silently at the gaps between the trees in the forest.
Dursley Your Excellency used his handkerchief, which had become stained by sweat, to wipe the sweat between his sparse eyebrows.
"We should wait a little longer," he said.
"Why wait?" The man with acne looked horrified. He always looked at the forest uneasily, "There is a vicious bear in the lumberyard. Have you forgotten, Mr. Dursley? Anyone who goes in will only die."
"Have you forgotten how many people died inside? What are we waiting for?"
"We agreed to wait for him, didn't we?" Mr. Dursley whispered hesitantly.
"An agreement with a living person is called an agreement." Another fat woodcutter said, "But he is already dead. This is as certain a fact as the sun in the sky. He went to die in the beginning, just like the previous hunters."
"I don't doubt this at all, but what I'm worried about is that if he doesn't die for a while, but escapes, he will also lure the evil bear out..."
Having said this, the man with acne shuddered in fear.
The faces of others also became paler.
The fat lumberjack made a pose, as if he was naked on top of the Blue Mountains at the beginning of the new year.
"Let me tell you, Mr. Dursley, we shouldn't have come looking for any demon hunters in the first place, but directly gone to Eternal Fire. The sacred flame can drive away everything, including of course the evil bear."
"Honey, this is how you ask for help? Call the person over and then leave him and run away?"
The fat lumberjack slowly turned around and looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared behind them.
The visitor had thick, curly brown hair, and was wearing a dark brown tunic under a heavy cotton coat, riding boots, and no weapons.
But beside the stranger, two girls followed closely.
Their steps are light and full of confidence.
The girls have blue striped tattoos from the corners of their eyes to the tips of their ears, and the strong muscles from their thighs to their buttocks are wrapped in lynx skin.
Bare arms were exposed above the mail gloves, and the handle of a saber was exposed on the shoulders wrapped in mail.
In taverns in certain places, there will always be people talking, quoting, and talking about whether women are suitable to be soldiers.
But when people actually meet female warriors, as long as they are not mentally ill, they will not go up to provoke them.
The crowd originally standing at the back automatically dispersed, away from the stranger and his two female guards.
The fat lumberjack shuddered again.
But this time it wasn't because of the evil bear.
"Your Excellency, you don't know something. There is a..."
"Evil Bear, I heard what you said."
The stranger nodded, "You also found a demon hunter and let him go in alone."
"But you don't know how ferocious that evil bear is. It killed three of us. Several hunters from nearby villages that Mr. Dursley later came to find have also gone and never returned."
"It looks like you don't have to worry about any evil bears anymore."
The stranger crossed his arms on his chest and motioned others to look over with his eyes.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a rustling sound coming from the gaps in the forest, as if something was being dragged on the ground.
Then, people saw Lynn dragging Owlbear's head out.
People were stunned when they saw Owlbear's head, which was thrown to the ground by the demon hunter and was bigger than the body of a kitten.
"This is the evil bear, but in fact it has a more accurate name. It is a Owlbear, which comes with Conjunction of the Spheres." Lynn said, patting the dirt off his hands, "As we agreed, you should pay me, Your Excellency Dursley."
Dursley quickly took out a money bag.
Lynn opened it and inspected it. They were all shiny Novigrad crowns. There were no silver coins or coppers mixed in them, and there were no edges trimmed. They were all in good condition.
Novigrad people are relatively affluent compared to other places in the north, so they have never thought of cheating here.
"I am happy to serve you and look forward to cooperating with you next time."
After His Excellency Lynn and Dursley finished speaking, their eyes turned to the stranger and his guards.
"Hello, distinguished sirs and ladies, I am Lynn, the witcher of School of the Wolf."
"Greetings to you, Your Excellency Lynn, I..." The strange man pointed to the faded coat of arms on his tunic - it was embroidered with three black birds, lined up in a golden field. "I am Borch, others also call me 'Three Jackdaws'. They are my personal guards Tea and Vea. I call them that because their real names are too difficult to pronounce."
"All three are from Zerrikania?"
"No, they are Zerrikania, but I am not." For someone who travels with a guard, Borch seems approachable, "I haven't been to the north for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet a demon hunter."
I also didn't expect to encounter a living golden dragon here.
Lynn said in his heart.
Yes, that's right.
The noble in front of him who calls himself Borch, or Three Jackdaws is actually not human at all.
But a dragon.
A golden dragon that everyone thought did not exist.
And his real name is of course not Borch, but Villentretenmerth.
But this name is in Common Speech, which means Three Jackdaws.
Zerrikania does not believe in any gods, or in other words, they regard dragons as their gods.
Therefore, Borch and Zerrikania are god-like existences in the true sense.
As for the two girls, don't be deceived by their youth and beauty.
They care deeply about men and are even more skilled than men.
Since you are here, that means...
Lynn recalled the plot in the novel and quickly understood the other party's purpose.
"What are you thinking about, Mr. Lynn?"
"It's nothing, I was just distracted. I'm sorry."
"In that case, if nothing happens, I have a suggestion." Borch rubbed his nose.
"The famous Pearl of the North, Novigrad is not far from here. I know there is a pub called "The Spear Cave" in the city. The food there is very good. I am about to go there to have dinner and spend the night. Is it possible to invite you to go with me?"
Lynn shrugged.
He had no reason to object.
"The proposal is good, I agree."
Borch smiled brightly and said cheerfully, "Then let's go, I'm starving."