Chapter 109: Lynn is on a Killing Spree
But then, realizing the topic had been diverted, the captain coughed twice and looked behind the two of them.
"Why are there only the two of you? Professor, where are your students and the others?"
"They..."
Professor Dijkstra couldn't quite grasp the intentions of this group of soldiers.
He instinctively felt that these soldiers were not here with good intentions.
But he was also worried that he was overthinking things.
Just as he was about to tell the truth, Lynn interrupted him first and asked a question.
"His Highness sent you to take his share of the treasure, but you didn't bring any carriages. How do you plan to transport it?"
The captain's gaze fell on Lynn.
"Master Witcher, His Highness has already considered what you're thinking. The carriage convoy is behind us and will arrive shortly."
Lynn smiled and asked again, "Is that so? It's just transporting a chest of gold. Is it really necessary to send so many of you?"
The captain's expression didn't change as he continued, "Of course. The wilderness is full of dangers. Who knows what we might encounter? Naturally, more people mean more insurance."
Lynn's gaze bypassed the captain, sweeping over the group of soldiers behind him.
"What you said is indeed correct, but why are your men all gripping their weapons nervously? Could it be that you're planning to silence us?"
The atmosphere instantly froze.
The captain's smile also froze on his face.
Then, his expression slowly turned cold.
He raised his hand.
The soldiers standing behind him all drew their weapons.
The soldiers holding bows and arrows aimed them at the two without any hesitation.
Their side held an absolute numerical advantage.
There were only two people on the other side.
Although one of them was a monster slayer.
But the other was a scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.
The overall situation seemed to be settled.
"Witcher, your keen sense of danger is indeed as rumored for your profession. Unfortunately, your brain doesn't work very well."
"If I were you, if I noticed something was wrong, I wouldn't risk offending the other party by mentioning it directly."
"Instead, I would try to appease them with empty words and then look for an opportunity to escape or make other moves."
"However, perhaps it is this foolishness that has led to the dwindling number of witchers in this world."
Lynn naturally wouldn't fall for the other party's provocation and get angry.
Because, although it seemed like the other side had surrounded him and Professor Dijkstra, in reality, they were surrounded by him alone.
Since they had already shown their true colors, then let's fight.
Lynn took out a Superior Grapeshot bomb from his magically enchanted pouch and threw it forward.
Boom!
Countless shrapnel rained down like a violent storm, turning the nearby soldiers who hadn't even had time to react into sieves.
"Bastards! Loose the arrows! Shoot them dead!"
The remaining soldiers released their bowstrings.
Arrows sliced through the air, enveloping the two.
The main target of the arrow rain was Lynn.
The remaining arrows shot towards Professor Dijkstra, who was standing beside Lynn.
In the captain's eyes, these two were no different from dead men.
At such close range, even those wearing armor would be pierced by the arrows.
Not to mention that the witcher was only wearing a coat.
As a result, the captain's smile only lasted for less than a second before freezing on his face.
Because he was surprised to see a circle of purple magical barrier suddenly appear around the two, blocking all the arrows shot at them.
That was Triss's protective magic.
With the protection of the magical barrier cast by the sorceress, the witcher could calmly take out a bottle of Superior Blizzard potion and drink it.
Dealing with these cannon fodder who only had numbers required just one potion.
"Sorceress! There's actually a sorceress!" The captain's roar had just left his mouth when Lynn's figure disappeared from his retina.
All that was left was a fleeting black shadow.
The witcher's sudden burst of speed exceeded everyone's expectations.
No one could have imagined that their arrows would be blocked by magic.
Even more, no one could have imagined that the witcher's charging speed would be so fast.
A flash of cold light was seen.
Lynn and the captain had already passed each other.
Accompanied by a wail.
Blood spurted out like a stream of water, blooming in the air.
The captain's body knelt on the ground.
The head that had been thrown away took a full few seconds to fall to the ground.
The remaining enemies were all thrown into shock and chaos by Lynn's brutal killing effect.
Lynn naturally wouldn't let go of this great opportunity.
Perhaps the knights-errant of Toussaint still needed to pay attention to chivalry, giving their opponents a chance to regroup.
But he was neither a Toussainter nor a knight-errant.
He was a witcher.
As long as he could win, even despicable means were acceptable.
After beheading the captain with one sword strike, Lynn didn't stop at all and continued to charge towards the enemy closest to him.
That soldier was still in the great chaos of their leader's sudden death.
Before he could react at all, Lynn's sword cleaved into his shoulder.
Almost splitting his entire body from top to bottom.
It was only at this moment that the remaining people finally reacted.
They tried to surround Lynn, wanting to take advantage of their numerical superiority.
But it was useless.
They couldn't catch the witcher at all.
The witcher's speed was as fast as lightning. No one could catch lightning.
Any soldier who came into contact with Lynn couldn't even last a second before dying under Lynn's master-level Wolf School swordsmanship.
Even at this time, when others closed in from other directions,
Lynn had already burst out from the gap left by the soldier he had killed.
As for the archers, they couldn't play any role at all.
Because Lynn's speed was simply too fast.
The archers couldn't even keep up with Lynn's shadow.
As the ground was gradually soaked with blood, the remaining people finally collapsed.
The few surviving soldiers threw down their weapons and fled in panic.
What a damn mission...
Before they were sent here, no one told them that this mission was so dangerous.
One of the fleeing soldiers instinctively looked back at Lynn.
When he saw that Lynn, covered in blood, didn't chase after them, confusion was mixed with a bit of relief.
Then...
A fireball emitting astonishingly high temperatures fell heavily from directly overhead, engulfing the soldiers who didn't even have time to react.
Covered in flames, they wailed and struggled in the burning fire.
But soon, they stopped moving.
The forty infantrymen whom Prince Adrian had placed high hopes on died in this joint strangulation by the witcher and the sorceress.
The whole process didn't even last long before it ended.
(End of this chapter)
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