"Witcher Lynn?"
"You know me?"
Lynn Of course I know who the bard in front of me is.
He is the famous Dandelion.
He is also one of White Wolf Geralt's best friends.
Geralt can become the most famous demon hunter in this era and even in future generations, thanks to the contribution of the man in front of him.
But, logically speaking, this is the first meeting between him and Dandelion.
It's impossible for the other party to recognize you.
It's impossible for the other party to have traveled through time as well.
"Of course I know you, but you don't know, right? You were in our school - Oxenfurt University, and now you have become a celebrity."
"My junior fellow student, Marillion, painted your portrait and sold it for a lot of money."
"Ah this."
Why is this different from what I thought?
"I thought he regarded you as a goal to surpass and worked hard for it."
"Well," Dandelion scratched his head, "A person's destiny must not only consider self-struggle, but also consider the process of history."
"Actually, to be honest, my junior fellow student is really not that good at poetry. Writing lyrics is one thing. The main reason is that listening to him sing is really a kind of torture. Even a deaf person can't stand it. But his talent in painting is different. If you don't believe me, you can take a look."
Dandelion took out a folded piece of parchment from his pocket and unfolded it.
Lynn looked at it and commented. "Well, the painting is indeed quite good."
"I'll just say it."
Dandelion Fold the parchment paper again and put it away.
He looked at the three people standing behind the witcher.
"Are these your companions?"
Lynn took a step to the side. "Let me introduce, this is "Three Jackdaws" Borch, these two are his bodyguards, Tea and Vea."
"This is Dandelion, the most famous bard within a thousand miles. This person here is also my friend," Dandelion pointed at the captain who was painting on the sand with the tip of his halberd. "As you can see, he is also an artist."
"Stop flattering," Captain "Artist" finished the last few strokes and stretched out boredly, "No one can pass without a pass."
"If it doesn't work out, it seems we have to take a long way around," Lynn said to Borch, "Let's turn back and cross over to Hengfors City."
Dandelion said anxiously, "That would be too late. The dragon-slaying team organized by King Niedamir of Caingorn had already crossed the river earlier. If you wait for you to turn back to Hengfors City and then turn around, the day lilies will be cold."
Lynn pretended not to know and asked, "What Dragon Slayer Team?"
"You don't know?" The bard's eyes widened and he scanned the four of them one by one, "Aren't you here to slay the dragon?"
"I don't even know what you're talking about, but I guess you're going to explain it to us soon. Am I right?"
"Wait a moment, Your Excellency Lynn," Three Jackdaws suddenly interrupted, "It's almost noon. I'm very thirsty, very thirsty. I can't chat with people when my mouth is dry."
"The Captain and the Poet must also be hungry. So... Tea, Vea, please go back to the town we passed by just a quarter of an hour ago, buy two barrels of wine, and buy some more meat."
The two Zerrikania girls nimbly got on their horses and galloped away.
Perhaps because he had never been complimented by someone dressed like this Borch, the captain blushed.
"I am not 'Your Excellency'. Only officers are qualified to be called Your Excellency. I am just a squad leader, and even if you..."
He hesitated for a while and said, "It's useless even if you flatter me. No one can pass without a pass."
Borch laughed loudly, "Don't get me wrong, Captain, my companions and I all admire your professional ethics for being dedicated to your duties. With an outstanding talent like you, I can become an officer in a short time."
"Besides, we don't want to bribe you. I just think that as a gentleman, you shouldn't let others go hungry when you have something to eat and drink."
The captain's face softened a lot. "It would be best if you could understand. Also, thank you for your kindness."
Although Dandelion was still very young at this time, he had already initially mastered the skills of dealing with nobles.
He saluted Three Jackdaws: "Your Excellency Borch, I must write a song to praise your generosity."
Borch nodded in return. "I'm honored."
Lynn on the other side asked, "If you don't mind, Dandelion, before the girls bring back meat and wine, I want to hear what you said about slaying the dragon."
Another free meal of wine and meat made Dandelion feel much better.
The previous melancholy was instantly swept away.
"No problem, which version do you want to hear? Verse version or prose version?"
"The regular version is just fine."
"As you wish." Dandelion picked up his precious lute and began to play and sing, "Dear adults, please listen, this happened a week ago, not far from the free city named Holopole. Oh, yes, it was an early morning, and the morning light dyed the gauze-like mist on the grass red..."
"I said - the normal version!" the witcher emphasized.
"Isn't this ordinary? Okay, okay, I understand, keep it short and don't use metaphors. Near Holopole City, a dragon flew down."
"Really? There are fewer real dragons in the world than there are witchers. No one has seen a dragon for many years."
Lynn frowned. "Did you mistake the gliding lizards for dragons? Some gliding lizards are quite big..."
Dandelion jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Don't insult me, witcher, I know what a dragon looks like. I've seen it! I happened to be going to Holopole's market and saw the dragon with my own eyes. I even made up a song, but you don't want to hear it..."
Lynn knows that Dandelion has many advantages.
Such as loyalty.
You would be hard-pressed to find a friend who values friendship more than Dandelion.
In the Witcher 3's DLC Blood and Wine, if your Geralt makes a "wrong" choice, he will be thrown into prison by the angry duchess Anarietta.
Dandelion will take a huge risk (he has been on Toussaint's blacklist before and was refused entry), cross the mountains and seas, and run to Beauclair, a sea of people, to rescue you.
However, everything has two sides.
People are no exception.
The shortcoming of Dandelion is that people who don't know him very well may think that he is a bit talkative and has a more or less trouble-making physique.
In the original novel, he often found trouble for White Wolf.
But he also helped White Wolf a lot.
If it weren't for him, White Wolf Geralt wouldn't have become the most famous witcher in the north.
Even centuries later, his adventure stories and his love story with Yennefer are still talked about by people.