From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 270 Geralt Feels Abnormal
In just one sentence, Lan was startled twice by Tomor Fuchs.

"I'm honored that you are willing to entrust half of the young and strong members of the clan to me." Lan shook his head and said, "But I can't understand."

"What makes me even more incomprehensible is why you want to destroy the bottomless pit of Davor. If I remember correctly, this is the guarantee for the survival of the Fuchs clan, right? You even broke out with the Ziglin clan many times in order to protect it Conflict!"

Hearing Lan's doubts, Tomor snorted coldly.The emotion wasn't directed at Lane, but at Ziglin.

"The conflict between us and Ziglin is not to prevent them from getting their hands on the resources in the mine, but to defend the clan's territory and property. This is not a conflict of interests, but the clan's honor cannot be compromised!"

"As a matter of fact..." At this point, Tomor sighed: "The mines in Davor's bottomless pit are almost exhausted."

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The quantity and quality of diamonds contained in the Bottomless Cave of Davor are among the best in Mahakam and even the entire northern territory.All the courts in the north are shining with the brilliance of gems produced from it, adorning crowns, dotted with scepters, inlaid on chalices, adding beauty to ceremonial swords; and most of the drills and cutters used by the dwarves themselves are also Both used diamonds from the bottomless pit of Davor.

However, it is precisely because these diamonds are so precious and practical that Mahakam has asked the Fuchs clan more than once to increase mining efforts. Up to now, the diamond veins, which are non-renewable resources, are almost exhausted.

"Perhaps this is self-inflicted. The task indicators required by Carbon Mountain are getting higher and higher. We can only continue to increase the intensity of mining, causing huge damage to the underground environment, and making the monsters living deep underground continue to climb to the surface. .”

"Every year during the general cleaning, Davor has to invest the most support troops in Carbon Mountain. I have reported this situation to the Great Elder more than once, but he said: Facing these diamonds, all the costs are worth it."

"But now the output of the mine is far from meeting the target of the task. We can only invest more manpower to mine, but the output of resources is only a tenth or two of the previous one. The Davor Mine has long been our rich man. Wealth, but a 'bottomless pit' that drags us down."

"This time, the mine was almost completely occupied by monsters, but that guy in Brovar still ordered us to take back the mine vein... It is obvious that it is about to dry up. How can he exchange his life for such a barren mine road?" Issue such an order!"

Affected by his emotions, Tomor involuntarily growled in a low voice, attracting the attention of the dwarves and the Cintra people.

Lann understood now: "So you hope to destroy the entire mine under the pretext of eliminating monsters, so that the Fuchs clan can completely get rid of this burden?"

Tomor's mood calmed down, and he nodded sullenly, obviously making this decision was not his pleasure.But for the sake of the young man's life and the future of the clan, he must abandon Davor's bottomless pit that Davor once gave Fuchs glory.

"Afterwards, I plan to lead all my compatriots to Poluo Mountain Pass, which was our former iron mine, with numerous steel mills, workshops and forges. After the ore veins there were exhausted, we dug houses on the cliff and transformed the mine It becomes a living area. It helps us get through this.”

Lane's thinking became clearer: "And at this difficult time, you need to increase income and reduce expenditure. So hand over half of the young men in the clan to Sintra, and you want us to help you take care of the young?"

Lan En couldn't help being amused. Sure enough, there was no help for no reason, and any gift was secretly marked with a price.

"But Tomor, I'm taking your lads out for a war. And you're that sure I can take care of them—though I can, but I mean, we don't know each other at all."

"Young people can only exchange for food by working. Every inch of land we live in is reclaimed with blood. They are just repeating the path of their ancestors." Tomor said sullenly, "As for Sintra... …I know that Yarpan of Zigrin serves under your command, and that he occasionally writes home boasting about Cintra and its lions, and we have heard of it.”

Tomor looked at Lann: "Although the people of the Ziglin clan are greedy, irritable, and stupid, they never lie to their own people, so I believe that Sintra can take good care of Fuchs who is going to help you restore the country."

Yarpin has always been able to surprise himself in various ways.

"I have one last question." Lan and Tomor Fuchs looked straight at each other, "Your plan to flood Davor's bottomless pit is actually contrary to the wishes of the Great Elder. It is very likely that I will help you It will anger the Great Elder, why should I do this?"

"He is just the Great Elder. Although he wears a crown, he is not the 'king' of your human kingdom after all." Tomor said solemnly, "He has prestige, and the premise of this prestige is that he is beneficial to Mahakam, and we also All want to contribute to Mahakam, so we allow him to dictate to us."

"But now there are more and more people who are dissatisfied with him. In addition to us Fuchs, there is also the Ferenc clan who is responsible for serving the red dragon. I have a very good relationship with them. If you help us, then I will In addition to sending young men, you can also send Petrit as a messenger to help you lobby them and gain more support."

"Believe me, just our two clans are enough to make up a heavy infantry regiment of more than 2000 people. The hammer in the dwarf boy's hand can be replaced by a warhammer at any time. You don't even need to go to Ziglin and other clans —Of course, if you want to look for it again, I have no objection."

"After all, the more compatriots around you, the better off young people will be."

"And what kind of support did Broval give you? A few light letters?"

The old dwarf patriarch shook his beard and looked expectantly at the young duke in front of him, his eyes full of confidence.

Then he smiled, for he saw in the lion's face the expression he wished to see.

"So Tomor, how are you going to blow up this dam?"
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Geralt slowly applied a layer of [Hybrid Beast] oil to his wolf-headed silver sword, and at the same time checked his alchemy backpack strap for the last time to make sure that the bomb he needed was within reach.

The wolf school is the most orthodox school of demon hunter inheritance, and it is also the most comprehensive school. It covers sword skills, sword oil, seals, and bombs. These skills support the wolf school demon hunters to deal with most unexpected situations. short board.

This configuration has a high school ceiling, but a low floor.The strong, like Geralt in the future, can become masters in various fields and become the apex demon hunter; but the weak will eventually lose everyone because they have mixed learning and no one is proficient.

The protagonists of many ancient novels also have this configuration. Basically, except for the protagonist himself who has become an all-rounder, most of the others are mediocre.

However, since there were more and more demon hunters under Lann's command, the wolf faction had frequent academic exchanges with other schools of thought.And the wolf faction demon hunters who had laid a solid foundation in various fields early on absorbed the excellent experience of other schools of thought very easily like a sponge.

Compared with other schools of thought, the wolf school has improved the most in this kind of academic exchange, and Geralt's growth rate is more than one point faster than the normal history because of this.

There were several dwarf hunting teams following behind him at this moment, and Geralt had become their leader at some point.

Because the dwarves of the Chiglin clan declined Lann's help, Geralt only followed the army as a "consultant" with the large army at first.But soon the dwarves of the Ziegling clan ran into trouble during the "big cleaning". The living habits and the number of monsters were completely different from previous years.

So Geralt made a move at this time. He was keenly aware of several lurking sneak attacks by monsters, accurately positioned and tracked the whereabouts of monsters, and skillfully destroyed several monster lairs.

And he also rescued the dwarf warriors from thrilling battles many times in the process, including Kuba Ziglin, the leader of the dwarf team.

This variety of methods and sophisticated fighting posture quickly convinced the soldiers of the dwarf hunting team, and Geralt also logically changed from "advisor" to "leader".

"Stop." Geralt noticed something and raised his hand suddenly.The dwarf hunting team behind them immediately steadied their footsteps obediently, but a dozen or so warriors behind the team couldn't brake in time, bumped into their companions carelessly, and turned into gourds together rather comically.

But the people who fell did not scream, but got up in silence, at most complaining and glaring at each other a few times, showing superb fighting qualities.

"Geralt, did you find anything?" Bowser Zigrin asked, his voice very soft.

The white wolf's amber vertical pupils gleamed.He first pulled out a bloody feather from the snow under his feet, and then looked at the surrounding sparse black forest trees, observing the traces on the trunks, and the smoky pheromone stimulated him in his witcher senses nerves.

"Harpies, this is their lair, it's on the cliff in front." Geralt whispered, "There are quite a few of them, it is estimated that several nearby harpies gathered together, which is very abnormal— —But judging from the recent situation, it is expected.”

Kuba Ziglin suddenly became excited.

"Then what are we waiting for? There are quite a few of them, but we have more. Those winged guys always steal our cattle and sheep!" Kuba said angrily, "Can you explore more accurately? Find out the exact location of their lairs, and then leave it to us!"

White Wolf glanced at Kuba expressionlessly, then shook his head.

"Mountain hunting is the least advisable, after all, this is their home field, and they can fly." Geralt explained, "Humans... and dwarves have the biggest advantage in facing these monsters with their equipment and formation. Organized formation. Once the team is scattered, it is easy to cause unnecessary casualties."

Seeing that the proposal was rejected, Kuba no longer insisted. It seems that this situation has happened many times.He directly put his hands on his hips as a bachelor, with an expression of giving up thinking:

"Then Geralt, what do you say, we will listen to you."

Kuba's "proposal" caused the hunting team members behind him to nod their heads and looked at Geralt eagerly.

Geralt was already a little used to this kind of look, he sighed slightly:

"Didn't you collect a lot of fresh blood and meat during the previous hunt? Take it out."

Kuba showed a curious look: "You want to make bait? These are just some pieces of meat, the harpies can't be so stupid, right?"

"Normally not, so I'll use a special herbal mixture." Geralt shook a small bottle in his hand, these were already prepared in Carbon Mountain, "and the black pine forest here Sparse, but enough as a cover to prevent the harpies lured by the scent from seeing the true colors of these baits. And when they can see clearly, our attack has already arrived."

Kuba's eyes lit up, and then he nodded heavily: "Listen to you!"

The flesh and blood mixed with alchemy herbs was quickly thrown into the dense black pine forest, and the strong and pungent smell to humans was continuously released.

Geralt lurked in a nearby bush, assessing the hunt in his mind.If Lan was here, for convenience, he would definitely choose to use the low-intensity [Alder Sign] to create a wind to spread the smell of the bait quickly.

It's a pity that Geralt doesn't have such abundant magic power.

However, the wind in the mountains did not disappoint Geralt, he had observed the terrain here specially.After a full two hours of waiting, a strong enough mountain wind finally swept over and spread out; almost half an hour later, hoarse and noisy calls could be faintly heard in the sky.

More than twenty harpies hovered in the air, and they swooped around the black forest, as if looking for the whereabouts of the alluring scent.

And this distance is enough for the dwarves to attack.

"Let's leave it to us." Kuba grinned.And Geralt also nodded in agreement, entering the frontal battlefield, the fighting power of a single demon hunter is not as good as that of a group of dwarves.

Then came the standard tactics for flying creatures, shooting down the arrows, followed by the ground troops, and the dwarves wiped out the harpies in a team of ten in an orderly manner.And Geralt dexterously interspersed in it as a firefighter, pulling the team that was temporarily rushed out of the gap from time to time, and using the [Alder Sign] to shoot down the harpies who swooped in and attacked.

This premeditated ambush came to an end as the last harpy who raised her body and wanted to escape was shot down by the longbow.

The hunting team members wandered around the battlefield, helping the harpies who had only one breath left to die completely, and at the same time collected the monster materials needed by the clan, to somewhat make up for the losses caused by the monsters during this period.

Kuba walked around the team for a while, confirmed the loss, and the smile on his face grew bigger.

"It's amazing, Geralt, there are no casualties in this cleaning!" Bowser slapped Geralt's thigh hard, "It's all because of your help, I really hope there are a few people in the clan A witcher!"

Geralt shook his head and didn't answer Bowser's words. He just said, "Even if the main force in the Harpy's lair is not attracted this time, at least two-thirds of them will be wiped out. Now we can organize people to climb the mountain." , I have quite a few bombs suitable for destroying their nests, enough to deal with them once and for all."

Kuba laughed and was about to nod, but he thought of something, and suddenly became hesitant.

He wasn't the type to hide his thoughts and make smooth changes in his expression, an anomaly that caught Geralt's attention immediately.

"I said...Geralt, in fact, we don't need to go up the mountain anymore." Kuba said hesitantly, "Uh... This is a Mahakam rule, that is, some monsters should be left behind during the general cleaning, so as not to kill them all. , otherwise it will destroy... the ecological balance. Yes, the ecological balance!"

"Anyway." Kuba said, "Let's stop here for this cleaning. How about we go back and rest first? Then we will look at the investigation situation of other teams and see what else needs to be cleaned up."

Geralt's vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

After looking up and down Kuba, and then at the dwarves who had just finished fighting, he said leisurely:

"Of course, I'm just here to help. How to help, how much to help, I still have to listen to you..."

(End of this chapter)