Chapter 34: Mahakam Technology, Shocking!
The peak where Carbon Mountain was located was even higher than the peak Lynn and the others had just descended.
If they set off now to climb up to see the elders, they would probably have to wait until dawn at the earliest.
Fortunately, they didn't have to walk this time.
Lynn and Geralt followed the dwarven captain into the castle, and in a room in the castle, they took an elevator that slowly ascended upwards.
The elevator in this world was naturally not as fast as the elevator in their hometown world, but it was much faster than climbing.
They didn't spend too much time, and they reached the top of Carbon Mountain.
Lynn, who had just finished riding the elevator, had only one thought: Mahakam technology, shocking!
They continued to follow the dwarven captain, and finally, in the magnificent throne hall, Lynn and Geralt finally met the ruler of Mahakam, Elder Brouver Hoog.
This old man wore a golden crown, had white hair and beard, but was still as strong as a giant bear.
Even the silk and satin on his body could not hide his strong figure and strong muscles.
"Welcome, Master Witcher. Mahakam is a conservative and xenophobic land. It has never welcomed outsiders, except for Witchers."
Geralt gave Lynn a look, signaling him to negotiate with the elders.
Lynn knew that Geralt was deliberately training him.
Just like other times along the way.
After all, he couldn't stay by his side forever.
He would always have to travel alone.
Lynn was not stage fright either, and after bowing, he said generously.
"Elder Brouver, we are also very honored to be summoned by you."
Brouver nodded, his voice was loud and full of energy.
"Well, I believe you two masters have guessed it. The reason why I summoned you two here is because there are dangerous monsters in the mountain, monsters that only Witchers can solve."
"However, you two masters have come from a long way, and you are tired from the journey. It's so late at night, why not take a good rest first?"
"I have ordered people to prepare the best guest rooms for you two masters, and ordered that whatever you two masters ask for, we will try our best to satisfy you."
"Wait until tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow, and we will talk about the commission... Thor!"
The dwarven captain who led the way walked into the throne hall.
"Father."
Brouver waved his hand: "Take the two Witcher masters to the guest rooms, and don't neglect them."
...
So Lynn and Geralt followed the dwarven captain Thor out of the throne hall.
Carbon Mountain at night was even less popular than the town at the foot of the mountain.
It was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
In addition to the torches lit everywhere, the only people coming and going were patrol soldiers with heavy armor and cold expressions.
"Master Witcher, didn't you expect that the elder's son would only be an ordinary guard captain?" Thor, who was leading the way, suddenly said this.
Lynn and Geralt looked at each other, and then Lynn said honestly: "I really didn't expect that."
Thor laughed.
"Every elder can only be selected from the elders of the clan. And Mahakam's tradition means that even if I am the elder's son, I can only start as a captain, and I don't get any preferential treatment."
Lynn wasn't sure if he had seen it wrong.
Just now, he seemed to see a strange expression flash across Thor's face.
But it was very short, only a moment.
However, Lynn knew very well in his heart.
Even without taking cat potions, Witchers have better night vision than ordinary humans.
He couldn't have seen it wrong.
However, he pretended not to see anything and said nothing.
All the buildings on Carbon Mountain were made of stone. Except for the elder's throne hall, the other buildings on the mountain had no flashy decorations.
Thor left after taking the two to the guest room.
Lynn and Geralt said good night to each other and entered their rooms.
The furnishings in the guest room were very simple and plain.
There were only some tables and chairs.
And these were also made of stone.
Lynn took off his clothes and lay on the cold stone bed.
Maybe it was because he was in a high mountain area, but he actually felt a little cold.
Fortunately, he found a few blankets in the closet. He pulled up one of them and put it on his body, and then he felt more comfortable.
But after a few minutes, he opened his eyes again.
When his stomach growled, he remembered that he hadn't eaten anything all day except for breakfast when he left the village at the foot of the Mahakam Mountains.
After a day of riding and it was already evening, the breakfast he ate had long been digested.
"I don't know if dwarves have the habit of eating supper."
With this thought, Lynn put on his clothes again and walked out of the guest room.
Then, he met Geralt in the corridor outside.
When the two looked at each other, they both knew what the other was going to do.
Geralt didn't say anything else, just said "Let's go."
The two went together, met a team of patrolling dwarven soldiers, asked for directions to the cafeteria, and walked towards the cafeteria.
Carbon Mountain at night was brightly lit, but silent.
Except for the heavy sound of the patrolling dwarven soldiers' iron boots stepping on the ground, there was no other sound.
Although they were in a safe city, Lynn and Geralt were used to hiding their footsteps.
Because of this, when they were about to turn a corner, they vaguely heard a faint conversation coming from the other side of the corner.
"Why do Witchers come to Mahakam at this critical moment? Damn it, who said that Witchers are like endangered rare animals, and you can't meet a few of them in a year?"
"Shhh, keep your voice down, in case someone hears..."
"Don't worry, didn't our patrol team just pass by? The next patrol team won't pass here for at least twenty minutes."
"Alas, to be honest, even without the Witcher, I don't believe that that person's plan will succeed... That person is going to challenge the most demanding elder in Mahakam's history."
"I know it's difficult, but if we don't try, we will never change."
Lynn and Geralt looked at each other.
The two first hid their footsteps like they did when they came, and retreated quietly.
After retreating for a while, the two walked towards the corner where they had just overheard the conversation.
And this time, neither of them hid their footsteps.
When they walked to the previous corner, they happened to meet two dwarven soldiers who looked like they were on a normal patrol.
"Two Witcher masters, are you out so late for something?"
One of the dwarven soldiers greeted them friendly.
Lynn pursed his lips and said nothing.
Then he and Geralt looked at each other, and without any words, they understood each other's meaning.
He and Geralt shot at the same time, each making a gesture of the Axii sign.
Quickly controlled the two dwarven soldiers.
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