If We Catch Them at the Airport, Shoot Them There; If We Catch Them in the Toilet, Drown Them in the Bowl

Lynn asked Letho to collect the soldiers' equipment first, while he comforted the frightened elf villagers.

"You don't have to be afraid, we are not humans, we are demon hunters."

The elves were all stunned. "Demon hunter?"

Then they noticed that Lynn and Letho were indeed dressed differently from ordinary soldiers.

"Look at our eyes, human eyes are not like this."

"Looks... like a cat."

"Yes, so we are demon hunters. Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

Lynn's handsome face and gentle smile finally made these elves put down their guard.

"Thank you to the two master demon hunters for saving us. Unfortunately, we don't have much property to repay the two masters."

Lynn waved his hand generously. "It doesn't matter, don't take it to heart."

Originally, he didn't do it just to ask for property.

Sometimes, doing something good and gaining emotional value is already a reward.

Lynn chatted with them for a while, making the villagers more relaxed.

He immediately changed the topic and asked.

"What are your plans next?"

"Plan?"

The expressions on the elves' faces were all frozen.

The sense of joy of surviving the disaster faded, followed by confusion about the future.

Most of the people in the village were killed. They had to bury the dead, and they also had to consider how to farm the land with insufficient manpower.

But what they are thinking about is the "future" that will trouble them for some time, while what Lynn is referring to is the imminent "now".

"It's not just these dozen soldiers who attacked your village, right? When the other soldiers find out that these people have not returned, they will definitely find this place."

"If you still stay in the village at that time, I'm afraid..."

Lynn did not continue talking about the rest.

He just shook his head.

But everyone else already understood what he meant.

His face, which had improved a little just now, turned pale again.

Only then did the villagers realize the seriousness of the problem and became panicked.

Originally, they were still thankful that they were rescued by two demon hunters.

But when I heard Lynn say that other soldiers would leave and come back, I suddenly felt as if the sky was falling.

If those soldiers come back here, they will definitely die.

"Damn it, just fight them!"

A mature elf couldn't help shouting.

More elves shook their heads and sighed.

They don't even have weapons, how can they fight against the regular army?

No matter how many civilians there are, they are just a mob without combat training.

During a long sigh, when one of the elves saw Lynn, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and he hurriedly said as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Master Demon Hunter, please take us out of here."

Others also woke up from a dream.

That's right.

Since that group of soldiers is coming soon, shouldn't they just need to leave here?

As for what to do after leaving this land that our ancestors have relied on for generations, isn't there nothing we can do now? We can only take one step at a time, right?

Lynn didn't refuse either. "Okay, let's leave now."

The elves thanked each other one after another, but one elf hesitated. "Master, can you give me some time? I'll go back and pack my luggage. I'll be back soon. I'll be back in just a little time."

Seeing this, other people also wanted to go home and get something, but Lynn said in a serious tone.

"It's too late! No one knows when those soldiers will come back. If those soldiers come soon and delay the escape, it will be a big loss."

After the elves heard what Lynn said, no one insisted on going back to get things.

The way back went smoothly. The group of people did not encounter any unexpected situations and returned to the meeting point to join the others.

When other people heard about what happened to the elves, they all showed sympathy and pity.

But this is not a place to stay for long.

So the team set off, bypassing the elven settlements and the direction where the soldiers who had committed evil deeds had left, and continued to move in the direction of Kaer Morhen.

Suddenly, Lynn felt the sound of horse hooves beside him.

Turning around, he saw Tissaia approaching on horseback.

She looked back and saw the elves whose faces were filled with complex emotions such as nervousness, uneasiness, panic, confusion, and fear, and asked in a low voice.

"Lynn, what are you going to do with these elven civilians? Where will you take them?"

"If they have somewhere to go, I will escort them there, but if not, I have no other option for the time being."

This is a lie.

In fact, Lynn already had a vague idea of how to place these elven civilians in his mind.

It's just that there is really no need to confide in others about everything.

That's why he pretended that he didn't think of a solution.

"I have an idea. You should know Francesca Findabei, right? She is one of the very few elf warlocks among Brotherhood of Sorcerers."

"I have a way to contact her. I think as an elf warlock, she will be happy to take in these elf civilians."

Lynn was noncommittal. "Let's talk about it later. Anyway, we are not short of food rations for these dozen people, so let's let them follow us first."

Although he said so, in his heart Lynn had already rejected the proposal.

Maybe Tissaia doesn't know it very well, but Lynn does. The background of the future Scoia'tael and the current Children of Freedom is Francesca.

It was she who provided them with weapons, equipment, supplies and everything else the commandos needed.

If these civilian elves are handed over to Francesca, I'm afraid it won't be long before these elves will immediately turn into "Scoia'tael" full of hatred.

Lynn himself is not actually a human supremacist. He himself is not a human being. How can he advocate human supremacy?

He also has no prejudice or discrimination against elves.

What he hates is only those Children of Freedom who were oppressed by human nobles and the army, and after they stood up to resist, they went to oppress human civilians, which is the future Scoia'tael.

A brave man is angry and draws his sword against the stronger one; a timid man is angry and draws his sword against the weaker one.

If Scoia'tael is targeting human nobles, the army and military facilities, then it can be said that each has its own master and different positions.

But Scoia'tael's target is any easy target. They attack villages, hang unarmed human civilians from trees, and fill their bodies with arrows.

Then this is not a different stance, but a naked terrorist.

It falls into the category of "If you are caught at the airport, you will be shot to death at the airport; if you are caught in the toilet, you will be drowned in the toilet."