[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again":3,"chapter-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-147":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Witcher: Make the Witcher Great Again",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1881975,2497,"Chapter 147: Kill Them, Kill Them All!","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-147",147,"\u003Cp>Trial by combat was Toussaint's method for resolving disputes and settling disagreements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two parties would engage in a fight to the death, and no one was allowed to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who survived would win the trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert preferred a trial by combat, where only one person could live, rather than allow them to search inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, everyone could pretty much conclude that Philibert was one hundred percent guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But trial by combat in Toussaint was as sacred as fine wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once proposed, it could not be refused, and no one else was allowed to interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massimo was silent for a moment, then agreed, \"Alright, if you insist...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides stepped back, leaving enough room for the duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert drew his longsword and took the shield handed to him by a bandit disguised as a squire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massimo did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They approached each other until they could clearly see each other's faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm going to kill you! Massimo, you shameless scoundrel! You ungrateful bastard! I'll show you what happens when you cross me! You'll regret this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Philibert's torrent of foul language, Massimo was much more silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if hearing a starting gun, both men lunged at each other fiercely, like wild beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blades clashed violently, then separated, only to clash again, and separate once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could count how many rounds they fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the dazzling sparks flying from their colliding blades were visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, Massimo won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once again blocked Philibert's attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, taking advantage of Philibert's numb arm and inability to parry, he knocked Philibert's sword away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a finger, which flew off with a spray of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massimo delivered a powerful kick to Philibert's exposed stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sending him sprawling to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert instinctively tried to get up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the blade of the longsword he held was firmly pinned down by an iron boot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill me,\" even at this moment, Philibert remained defiant, \"If you have the guts, kill me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lost, Philibert. I won't kill you. For the sake of your father who once took me and my family in, I will spare your life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you are no longer a knight. You have lost your honor and should not remain in Toussaint. Leave, and never return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Massimo moved his foot and stepped back a few paces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his opinion, the battle was decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Philibert roared like a maddened beast, \"Kill them! Kill them all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A row of bandits rose from behind the courtyard wall, each holding a crossbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take cover!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damien's furious shout arrived almost simultaneously with the arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of crossbow strings loosening and bolts slicing through the night sky was chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The neighing of horses, screams, and the thud of bolts hitting shields and piercing armor mingled together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ranger-knights and their armed squires reacted quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They managed to protect themselves with their shields in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But three soldiers of the Ducal Guard were wounded in that volley of arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert laughed maniacally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his wild laughter lasted only a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the volley of crossbow bolts stopped after just one round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert turned his head, surprised and confused, then he saw with shock that his bandit subordinates were being rapidly slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrows, one after another, shot from the deep darkness of the night, accurately hitting the bandits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some bandits tried to retaliate in the direction the arrows came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But trembling hands could hardly guarantee much accuracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And immediately, a fierce silver flash would retaliate, pinning the bandit to the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When more than half of the bandits were shot dead by arrows from the darkness, without even seeing the true faces of their enemies,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining bandits finally broke, threw down their crossbows, climbed over the courtyard wall, and ran towards the Ducal Guard and the ranger-knights, surrendering to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert, finally realizing that all was lost, quickly mounted his horse and galloped desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn't managed to ride far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silver flash shot from inside the estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exploding his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert didn't even utter a sound. He flew off his horse like a large rag doll, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the watchtower within the vineyard, Lynn, holding a Kovir longbow, confirmed that there were no more resisting enemies before lowering his bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing Philibert and his bandits, the group entered the vineyard and finally found the missing people in the wine cellar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were cold and hungry, with marks of torture on their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers led them out of the cellar and found blankets and food in the estate, distributing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Damien also sent a few soldiers back to the pass immediately to retrieve some wagons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their weakened state, these people would likely be unable to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others thoroughly searched the entire estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, in a secret room, they discovered a diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It recorded Philibert's reasons for his actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It turned out that the many missing persons cases in the Duchy during this period were indeed his doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been kidnapping these people to sell them as slaves in the Nilfgaardian Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not instigated by anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because slavery already existed in Nilfgaard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the slaves were delivered, Nilfgaardian nobles and merchants wouldn't ask a single question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why he did it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of a noblewoman named Lucianna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philibert was madly infatuated with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To pursue her and win her affection, Philibert spent all his money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This forced him to resort to earning money by selling slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To the radiant Duchess, to our victory, to the witchers...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cheers!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by Palmarin,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ranger-knights, armed squires, and soldiers of the Ducal Guard cheered in unison, raising their cups to the two witchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was already several rounds of toasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one present was overly concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a short and swift victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they even charged into the Castel Ravello estate, the battle was already over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, of the three soldiers hit by the bandits' crossbow bolts, only one survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One died on the spot, and another breathed his last on the way back to the pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was precisely for this reason that such a grand celebration was in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also a tribute to the bravely fallen soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was grateful to the witchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the witchers, their casualties would definitely not have been limited to just three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this boisterous atmosphere, Milton suddenly approached Lynn and whispered in his ear, \"Master Lynn, could we step aside for a moment to talk?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For early access to advanced chapters on p@treon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[email protected]\u002FChaos_God\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you so much for your support and for reading\u003C\u002Fp>",1123,"2026-06-10T06:33:50.714Z",1,"novelbin.me","2775b2e02bad36647222b786150d0edc33e21246327e9a8213452ab780a1ff40","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-242","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-241",398,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-cover.jpg"]