Chapter 35: I Have a Plan! A Big Plan!
The Axii sign allows Witchers to influence the minds of others, charm and control them. Those affected will show obvious mental confusion, and after the sign ends, they will forget the memory of the time they were controlled.
Lynn asked: "Is there anyone in Carbon Mountain who is dissatisfied with Elder Brouver?"
The charmed dwarven soldier answered honestly: "Yes... yes."
"Who are they?"
"Many people."
"Why are they dissatisfied?"
"Because that old bastard Brouver not only plugs his ears and covers his eyes, but also wants everyone to do the same. He wants everyone to pretend that they can't see the non-humans being massacred by humans outside the Mahakam Mountains, just like him."
Lynn and Geralt exchanged glances.
Then Lynn continued to ask: "Don't you know that it is Elder Brouver's excellent political skills that have allowed Mahakam to avoid falling into the same situation as Dol Blathanna or other elven city-states?"
"Although Mahakam now nominally obeys Temeria, it still retains a high degree of autonomy."
"There are no human garrisons in the mountains, and Temerians still have to exchange real gold and silver for things. Isn't that enough?"
The dwarven soldier charmed by the sign said dryly.
"Of course it's not enough. This continent originally belonged to our non-humans. We should drive humans back into the sea."
"This slogan sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere." Lynn looked around and said, "But I heard that before humans landed, it was the elves who occupied your land outside the mountains. It was the elves who drove you into the Mahakam Mountains with arrows."
"Humans came to this continent and only seized the land of the elves. They did not fight with the dwarves. You two races should not have any deep blood feuds, right?"
Neither of the two dwarven soldiers responded.
Not because the sign was lifted, but because they themselves didn't know how to answer.
Obviously, they were also being led astray.
So Lynn asked a new question.
"So who is this 'that person' you mentioned?"
"I don't know. My cousin told me these things. He said that I only need to know this, and knowing too much detail is not good."
"What's your cousin's name, where does he live? What does he do?"
When the dwarven soldier answered Lynn's questions one by one, Lynn and Geralt lifted their control over them.
"You and your companion just spaced out. Now, wake up."
Lynn snapped his fingers in front of the two dwarven soldiers.
The latter's eyes immediately cleared.
"Sorry, Master Witcher, I seem to have been distracted just now. What were you saying?"
Lynn showed a very bright smile, as if nothing had really happened.
"My companion and I are hungry and want to go to the cafeteria to find something to eat. Do you know which direction the cafeteria is in?"
"Oh, the cafeteria is over there."
One of the dwarven soldiers pointed Lynn in a direction.
After saying thank you, Lynn and Geralt left.
After watching the two Witchers leave, he couldn't help but say strangely.
"I seem to have been distracted just now? Is it because I've been too tired lately?"
"Don't stand still, let's go. If we are found to be out of the team for too long, we will be whipped." His companion urged.
...
"Lynn, I'm starting to wonder if you are the protagonist in a knight's tale."
When the two walked a long way and noticed that there was no one else around, Geralt spread his hands and said, "Otherwise, how could we go anywhere and something happens?"
Lynn said helplessly: "Geralt, don't joke about me. This joke is not funny."
Lynn had no impression of the conspiracy in Mahakam.
Of course, this was also because his understanding of this world was mainly from Geralt's perspective.
But, although Geralt was the protagonist of the "story", this didn't mean that the world revolved around Geralt.
In the land beyond his reach, the world would of course continue to operate.
However, based on Lynn's impression that Elder Brouver had always been in power in Mahakam, the conspiracy in Mahakam should have been resolved by Brouver in the end.
Geralt saw Lynn thinking and asked.
"What are you thinking, Lynn?"
"I'm thinking, maybe we don't have to look for that dwarven soldier's cousin. We can just go see Brouver tomorrow and tell the elders about this."
Lynn glanced at Geralt, and before the other person could speak, he immediately added.
"I know that Witchers should remain neutral, so I didn't intend to get involved in the investigation myself."
"Geralt, to be honest, sometimes these old-fashioned rules should be swept into the museum along with the past history."
"You have also seen that Elder Brouver is quite nice and polite to us. In this regard, he is much stronger than some anthropomorphic Northern Kings."
"But if another more traditional elder comes to power, it's hard to say. Maybe they won't even let us out of Mahakam."
"So, I think even if we don't get involved, we should at least give Elder Brouver a reminder."
In fact, Lynn had another reason that he didn't say.
Since Istrad could do business with Mahakam, why couldn't he?
When needed in the future, he could use this favor to play a role.
After all, Lynn didn't intend to always be a Witcher who "exchanges a Drowner head for half a crown."
He had even greater dreams.
He had a plan! A big plan!
Geralt was not a pedantic person.
The reason why he was always reluctant to get involved in these things was not because he was cowardly or submissive.
It was because he had been educated like this since he was a child.
So he was used to thinking according to this inertia.
But when Lynn offered better and more reasonable advice, Geralt did not reprimand Lynn, but agreed with Lynn's point of view after carefully considering the pros and cons.
After that, the two went to the cafeteria, ate and drank, and went back to the guest room to sleep.
...
Lynn was woken up by a fight.
The moment he woke up, his first reaction was to touch the steel sword placed by the bed.
And when he saw the situation in the room clearly, the muscles that were tense all over his body relaxed.
No one broke in.
He put down the steel sword, got out of bed, walked to the window, and pulled open the curtains.
He saw that just a few meters away, two shirtless dwarven strongmen were waving weapons and fighting each other.
There was also a group of dwarves cheering and applauding.
The sound was coming from there.
Lynn's mouth twitched.
Damn it!
He didn't know what these dwarves were thinking.
They actually built the training ground next to the guest room.
No wonder it was so noisy early in the morning.
Lynn, who was woken up, was no longer sleepy.
He simply put on his clothes and left the guest room.
He walked out of the guest room and came to the training ground.
"What's going on?" he asked a dwarf at random.
The dwarf put his hands on his chest and glanced at Lynn: "Did I disturb you, Master Witcher?"
Lynn showed a kind smile.
"No, I like to be woken up by noise. Otherwise, I might not be able to get up until noon..."
"Otherwise, what do you think? I rode a horse all day yesterday, either going up or down the mountain. I didn't get to bed until almost midnight, and I was woken up again after sleeping for a few hours."
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