Chapter 67: I, Lauxer, Will Definitely Lend a Hand
Hearing Lynn's explanation, the Lauxer family finally felt a little relieved.
Eager to leave as soon as possible, Lauxer didn't just stand by and watch, but helped Lynn drag the corpses.
A few minutes later, all the bodies were piled together.
Lynn cast the Igni sign and set the corpses ablaze.
After witnessing the bodies being burned to ashes, Lynn finally turned to Lauxer as if the task was complete.
"Alright, the dirty work is done. When it's daylight tomorrow, have your workers clean up the bloodstains in the lumberyard, and everything will be fine. By the way, are there any horses in the lumberyard?"
Lauxer shook his head.
Horses in this era were as precious as cars in the 20th century.
No matter how generous Lauxer was, he wouldn't park several cars in an unmanned lumberyard at night.
Lynn's gaze swept over Lauxer's wife and daughter.
"I only brought one horse. In that case... then the lady and your daughter can ride the horse, and the two of us will walk... it might slow us down a lot, but there's no other way. We can't have the women and children walking while two grown men ride."
Lauxer said respectfully,
"Master, there's something I forgot to mention earlier, I just remembered it now. The gates of Novigrad are closed at night. Even if we go now, we can only wait outside the city gates until dawn."
In this era, it was very normal for cities to impose curfews at night.
Even if some cities didn't have curfews, at least the city gates were closed.
But Lynn shook his head and said,
"There's a guard post outside the city gates. We can stay in the post all night."
"Or we can stay in the lumberyard until dawn, it's your decision."
Lauxer hesitated for a moment.
Looking at the pile of charred corpses and the bloodstains everywhere.
And the whistling wind that occasionally howled outside the lumberyard.
He really didn't have the courage to stay here until dawn.
"Why don't we rush to Novigrad overnight, Master? You will protect us, right? Once we're safe, I guarantee I will pay you a generous reward."
...
Night was not kind to humans.
Even on roads patrolled by guards during the day, they were nowhere to be seen at night.
Even though humans had defeated the elves and become the dominant species on the Continent, the world at night was still not under human control.
But witchers were different.
Cat potion gave witchers the ability to see in the dark.
And their mutated senses, different from normal humans due to the mutations, could also keenly hear any sound of approach.
Therefore, witchers walking at night were not restricted much.
The Lauxer family was apprehensive the whole time, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Only when they saw the figure walking in front did they feel a trace of peace of mind.
However, their worries were unnecessary. The journey was ultimately fraught with near misses but without actual danger.
Perhaps due to the witcher's recent slaughter of a group of bandits, and the lingering stench of blood even after a simple cleanup, those restless figures lurking in the shadows of the trees ultimately only dared to watch the group leave.
When the Lauxer family saw the tall walls of Novigrad and the brightly lit guard post outside the city gate, they finally felt a sense of relief at having survived.
Lauxer was right; the gates of Novigrad would indeed not open until dawn.
But the soldiers at the guard post allowed them to rest inside.
Seeing that there were two women in the group, one soldier proactively warmed two cups of hot drinks for them.
The soldiers were initially wary of Lynn.
But after several rounds of Gwent, they found that the witcher seemed no different from ordinary humans.
And so, everyone chatted idly.
And Lynn also learned from Lauxer how his family had been captured by the Greenwood Brotherhood.
The leader of the Greenwood Brotherhood, Vrasleg, had first used his handsome looks to deceive Milva.
Although Vrasleg was just a poor worker, he was strong, hardworking, and handsome, which completely infatuated Milva.
So she willingly left Oxenfurt with Vrasleg.
But halfway there, Vrasleg immediately revealed his true colors.
He not only tied up Milva but also contacted his accomplices and had them take Milva to her family's lumberyard.
He himself changed into a stolen Oxenfurt Academy uniform, took Milva's hair ornament, and went to her parents' house.
He claimed to be Milva's classmate and said he had come to tell the Lauxers that Milva was missing.
Despite Vrasleg's dark heart, he indeed had a very harmless appearance. Coupled with the Oxenfurt Academy uniform and Milva's hair ornament, the Lauxers believed him.
Worried about their daughter, they didn't think too much and left Novigrad with Vrasleg.
Vrasleg deliberately led the two to the place where his accomplices were ambushing, so that they would also be captured.
Lynn already knew what happened after that.
This trick sounded clumsy and unbelievable now; anyone would see through it.
But at the time, whether it was Milva or the Lauxers, they were all blinded by various reasons and couldn't see clearly like outsiders.
Time passed quickly when people were talking together.
When dawn arrived, the gates of Novigrad finally opened.
Lynn entered the city with the Lauxer family.
Half an hour later, they finally arrived at the Lauxer residence in the Upper City.
Lauxer's wife was too frightened and went straight to her bedroom to rest as soon as she got home.
Lauxer asked his daughter to take care of his wife.
He himself took out three hundred crowns from the safe and gave them to Lynn, also saying that if Lynn ever had any difficulties in the future, he could come to him.
He would definitely help if he could.
Before Lynn left, Lauxer wrote a letter and asked Lynn to hand it over to Professor Gloger.
As proof that Lynn had completed the commission.
Then Lynn hurried back to Oxenfurt Academy without stopping.
He handed the letter written by Lauxer to Gloger.
"Hmm, this is indeed Lord Lauxer's handwriting. It seems you have indeed completed the task very well," Professor Gloger said with great satisfaction after putting down the letter.
Then, he took out a money pouch from the drawer and solemnly handed it to Lynn. "These one hundred crowns are yours, young man. You did a good job."
"Thank you, Professor."
With money coming in, Lynn was genuinely happy.
These one hundred crowns, plus the three hundred crowns given by Lauxer, and the orens paid by the Elder of Brokilon earlier...
Vesemir certainly wouldn't have imagined that less than a year after going down the mountain, Lynn's wealth had already surpassed that of many witcher colleagues who had been in the profession for a dozen or twenty years.
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