[{"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-208":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},1881865,2497,"Chapter 208: The Beggars' Guild","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-208",208,"\u003Cp>With each word the witcher spoke, the Duchess's daughter's face grew a shade paler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Lynn finished, Syanna's face was utterly ashen, devoid of all color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bear the Black Sun curse. Whether this curse truly has an effect or not, as long as the majority believes it does, then it is effective.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How powerful is this curse? It's powerful enough to turn you from a Duchess's daughter into a commoner, or even public property.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No palace doors will open for you anymore; no one will bring you food when you're hungry, or clothes when you're cold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nor will anyone prepare bathwater for you that's neither too hot nor too cold, but just the right temperature.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll never again hear strict, old-fashioned, but loving nannies tell you bedtime stories, or give you warm hugs when lightning and thunder scare you senseless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll even be worse off than the mud-bloods born into commoner families, at least sorcerers won't drag them into towers and cut them open.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna slumped on the bed, her face like death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What should I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn's tone softened, and he gently said, \"It's simple: just like the common people living in this world, accept the fate heaven has arranged for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Compared to them, you are still fortunate, because your grandmother has left you a fortune large enough for you to squander for a long time, and a witcher willing to patiently explain all this to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, Lynn withdrew from the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just imparted a huge amount of information to Syanna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Syanna needed some time to digest it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Lynn was leaving her space and time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked straight to the room at the end of the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he noticed there were no marks on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he moved a bit closer, to the second to last room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a small, combined flower and shield emblem on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lightly knocked four times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman's voice came from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn didn't state his identity; he immediately spoke the contact code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All Hail Nazair!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman with a scar on her face stood behind the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved aside, letting Lynn in, then peeked out, quickly scanning the corridor to ensure no one was outside before retreating into the room and gently closing the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the room, the remnants of Nazair's national intelligence organization, \"The Syndicate,\" who had previously agreed to serve Lynn, were all gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving Toussaint, Lynn had informed them to rendezvous in Caed Myrkvid and leave Nazair's royal emblem as a mark on the door of their inn room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lynn entered, the people in the room subconsciously stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He surveyed the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he sat on the only chair in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one else moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all looked to Drake with inquiring gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the scarred woman nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did everyone else sit down, some on the bed, some on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Lynn chatted with them for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mainly asking if they encountered any problems on the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter what they talked about, they didn't get to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Drake couldn't help but ask, \"Sir, what exactly do you want us to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're still far from Novigrad. Once we arrive, I'll naturally arrange work for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if possible, I'd like to hear about the job content first,\" Drake glanced at the others. \"My subordinates and I share the same thought.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, if you insist...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn's mouth twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew they hadn't given him their full trust yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he then thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, he would have to arrange it for them once they reached Novigrad.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI-Fire.ɴet\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, arranging it sooner or later made no difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're Nazair's national intelligence organization, aren't you? I need you to establish a spy network in Novigrad, one that answers to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their astonished expressions, Lynn smiled and continued, \"Of course, I know it's difficult for just a few of you to establish a city-wide spy network, let alone being outsiders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Therefore, my first instruction to you is to recruit beggars and make them the outer members of 'The Syndicate.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beggars?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drake and her subordinates were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though no one spoke, Lynn knew what they were thinking from their expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were probably all thinking...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had this young witcher's brain been poisoned by too many potions?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If farmers and laborers were the \"cornerstones\" that supported a nation's prosperity...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then beggars, who produced nothing and only took, weren't they pure \"waste materials\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just wasting food by living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And recruit them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he out of his mind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think beggars are useless? That if a person becomes a beggar, they might as well die sooner?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone retorted, \"Isn't that the case?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not. Everyone has their value. Thinking they're useless just means you haven't found the right way to use them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what use could beggars possibly be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drake reprimanded, \"Nash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lynn didn't look at the person who had opposed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he gave Drake a half-smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that this 'Nash' wasn't some naive rookie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was merely voicing the unspoken questions in the hearts of others and Drake herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could someone who fought to the end with Nazair's Great National Army against Nilfgaard, and survived, not even know how to read the room?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you said, beggars are useless 'waste materials.' So, do you think most people share your view, or do they hold the opposite opinion?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It should be... the same?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then, let me ask you a question: When you enter a tavern, or a brothel, and there's a beggar full of sores sitting on the street corner not far outside... would you even notice?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present was a professional. Although they hadn't considered it before Lynn pointed it out, due to the limitations of their era, they immediately understood once the witcher brought it to their attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, every city had beggars, it was just a matter of more or less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And no one, whether high-ranking officials or common folk, ever paid attention to beggars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many even avoided them like the plague, walking around them, or even outright ignoring them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if a single glance would make their eyes rot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was precisely this point that Lynn intended to exploit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For advanced chapters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get early access to 120 advanced chapters before anyone else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>👉 Join now: patreon.com\u002FChaos_God\u003C\u002Fp>",1092,"2026-06-10T06:33:50.715Z",1,"novelbin.me","fa3e8814e310ff8b27da37ccc8ee0e5a030e14ebb07c24edca5aec7ec2d489f6","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-158","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-121",398,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-cover.jpg"]