Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 87 Conflict
As a demon hunter, Geralt has been in the northern kingdoms for 50 years, except for the ten years of training in Kaer Morhen.

His long life at the bottom of the society has allowed him to meet many good people with noble character, but more of them are despicable and shameless, with no moral bottom line.

This is not entirely their fault. After all, in such a chaotic low-level environment, even if you can control yourself not to hurt others, you cannot control other people's crimes.

If you want to survive, you have to use viciousness or brutality to protect yourself. People who are too kind have long been eaten up by others, and there is not even a bone left.

He has long been used to all kinds of abuse, ridicule and provocation. Those rotten people are like shit on the ground. If you really compete with them and step on them, you will only splash the filth all over your body , making myself uncomfortable.

So Geralt didn't take the taunts from Yarpen's dwarf squad and the Klingfield marauders at all.

He led his steed radish and Yennefer's black steed to the temporary stable, and fed them water and fodder.

But as the saying goes, colleagues are enemies. Although Geralt ignored them, the members of the dragon hunting team would not let him go.

The youngest of the Marauders, Kennet the Ripper, walked up to Geralt, spat on the ground, and said:
"White-haired witcher, you'd better warn your sorceress lover that the dragon hunting has to be done by professionals, otherwise, she will offend many people."

Seeing the radish chomping on the fresh forage, Geralt turned around expressionlessly, holding his steel sword in his hand, and the amber cat pupil looked at Kennet the Ripper, and said lightly:
"Have you already begun to divide the spoils before we set off? Dragons are not so easy to deal with. Just a mouthful of dragon flames will burn you to the bone."

"Of course, you can offend a powerful sorceress and a witcher who can use a sword before you set off. There are too many idiots in this world, and there is no shortage of you."

"My task this time is to protect Ms. Yennefer, and I am not interested in your secret stabbing activities."

"But if you try to hurt this lady, see if your necks can escape this sword in my hand."

If he had been alone, Geralt would not have warned them so bluntly, or even participated in such a hunter operation.

But this matter is related to his goddess Yennefer. In any case, Geralt will not allow others to hurt her.

However, as well-known ruthless men in Redania, the three Klinfeld predator brothers are not the kind of people who are afraid of getting into trouble. They dare to do anything for money, and they secretly do things like robbers and robbers. Did a lot.

As the eldest Boholt, he immediately winked at the two brothers, and the other two understood. Nichuka, the second eldest, quietly took out a crossbow from the luggage on the side, loaded it with bolts, and the youngest Kennett the Ripper had already drawn out a sharp bone-eviscerating knife and stood behind Geralt.

Geralt frowned, but he didn't expect the three brothers to be so bold and want to do something here.

It is only tens of meters away from the king's tent. If you are not careful, you may be regarded as an assassin who assassinated the king, and you will be besieged and killed by dozens of heavily armed soldiers around you.

But even in the face of the three well-known predator brothers in Redania, Geralt was not afraid. He put the steel sword scabbard in his hand on the ground, and slowly pulled out the hilt with his right hand, revealing the meteorites inside. A gleaming blade of iron.

As one of the most powerful swordsmen in the north, he has considerable confidence in his sword skills.

Geralt squinted his amber cat eyes at the three brothers who were trying to attack him.

While being under siege puts him at a disadvantage, his sword can take a life away with just one opening.

Yarpan and his dwarf subordinates retreated a few meters away in a very tacit understanding, showing an attitude of not helping each other.

These bearded dwarves were quite happy to see this sudden battle.

Whether it was a demon hunter or a predator, no matter which one of them suffered casualties, for the dwarves, there was one less competitor, allowing them to gain more benefits in this dragon slaying operation.

And just as the battle between Geralt and the Marauder was about to break out, a loud voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"This is a despicable siege, using more to bully the less, and sneak attacking from behind, which seriously violates the way of chivalry."

"Under the witness of the gods and the holy scriptures of knights, if you despicable predators want to besiege that damned mutant, I will not stand idly by."

The person who spoke was wearing a shiny silver full-body plate armor, holding a heavy two-handed sword in his hand. Although the full-cover metal helmet could not see his true face, everyone present knew that this was Ike from Denesler, a powerful knight full of idealism, a psychopath with a crazy pursuit of justice.

Seeing his meddling, the dwarf Yarpan spat on the ground in disdain, knowing that this battle would not be fought.

If the three Predator brothers still feel that they have a [-]% chance of winning against the Demon Hunter, then with the addition of a powerful knight like an iron can, the three brothers will have to die.

Sure enough, Boholt, the boss of the predators, immediately gave his two brothers a wink when he saw this, laughed loudly, and said:
"What are you talking about, Knight Ike, how could we do the despicable behavior of bullying the few? We are all righteous warriors, and we were inspired by the king to eradicate the evil dragon."

"It's just that the tone of the witcher's words is too aggressive, and we just want to persuade him."

It's a pity that the brainless Knight Ike doesn't know what it means to save face for others, and he doesn't know what it means to be tactful. He doesn't follow the predators at all, and still said righteously:
"Put away your vile lies, predators, you are not worthy to call yourselves justice."

"It is precisely because the world is full of bastards like you who are full of interests and lies, that our world has become so ugly."

"Although I think that demon hunters are also evil existences, mutated creatures that are not allowed by the gods, but at least they will protect the people and understand the basics of right and wrong, good and evil."

"But despicable mercenaries like you, for the sake of money, even your relatives will betray you. Loyalty, honor, mercy, and trustworthiness are like paper to wipe your ass. filthy."

"It makes me sick to see you, get out of my sight, if it weren't for the king's permission, I would never walk with people like you."

Being scolded so unabashedly by Knight Ike, even the predator brothers, who never cared about their face, felt outraged.

But they also knew that there was no point in arguing with Ike. This guy was like a stone in a cesspit, smelly and hard, and an idiot who didn't need any benefits.

This time I came here to slay the dragon not to make a fortune at all, but only for the so-called bullshit justice, to prevent the nearby residents from being harmed by the evil dragon, which is simply unreasonable.

So, the three predator brothers cursed Ike secretly, then left the temporary stable with their weapons in their hands, ready to find a place to rest.

The official dragon hunting operation has not yet started, and the official departure must wait until tomorrow morning, when King Niedamir issues an order.

And the reconnaissance team from Holobor City had set off ahead of schedule. They were guides hired by the king to help the members of the dragon hunting team find the dragon's lair.

(End of this chapter)