Witcher's Atelier

Night falls, and the eternal fire on the altar remains immortal. Two days after the massacre in Nuocheng, the weather today is clear and cloudless.

When Fergus's blacksmith shop was getting ready to finish work, Angouleme and Fergus were enjoying the freshly baked pancakes at the table. They also divided two pieces for Louv to eat next to him. He was now enjoying the treatment of an apprentice.

Victor is explaining his latest needs to Yuna. From here, you can clearly hear their exchange and discussion, or they may have different opinions. To be more precise, Yuna is furious.

"No! Victor, damn it, it's made of black steel as the main body and mixed with anti-magic metal. There's no problem with the material, but it's a two-handed sword with a total length of five feet and four inches and a blade width of one foot!?"

Yuna angrily raised the hammer and hit it on the anvil with "Dang!"

"Are you kidding me? This size makes no sense! Can this tamad be called a sword? You can't think of that!"

Forgive Yuna, as Skellige's daughter, she is so upright in her speech. She thinks that the weapons Victor described are completely fantasy, and she doesn't even give the boss face, so she directly reprimands him with foul language.

"I want to tell you that the thicker the sword, the better. You have to consider the actual application. You really need an armor-piercing weapon. I will help you make armor-piercing axes, armor-piercing hammers and even armor-piercing short guns out of designated materials. It will be better than your imagination. It’s much stronger.”

She was very angry when she spoke, her distance was very close, her face was very close, and her fingers almost poked Victor's face. She was so fierce that Victor's chest was so pressed by her that he couldn't breathe.

She continued to scold without realizing it, "Also, even if we really get this thing... you call it a 'Dragon-Slaying Sword' or a 'Destruction Sword', do you know how heavy it would be?"

This thing cannot be used in actual combat at all. The only way to use it may be to cut it straight, lift it high, and then let it fall naturally with the weight.

Boss, although your thinking is sometimes genius, this time it is really unacceptable. "

"No, you don't understand, this is a man's romance..." Victor struggled to breathe and defended weakly.

"If a man's romance is to do stupid things, then I refuse to create big garbage for you!"

Hearing their bickering, Angoulin smiled. He was very happy that the leader had put aside the gloom of the night before and behaved as usual, even more cheerful because he was about to leave.

In fact, he has returned to normal since yesterday. At Hawthorne's poetry meeting, although the dragonborn poet had to wrap his face in gauze due to burns, he still became famous in the literary and art circles as the "Masked Poem King". The song "With You" left a lingering sound and amazed everyone with his skills.

Even the Nilfgaardian ambassador expressed his intention to invite the young man to serve as a poetry tutor for his twin daughters, but he gave up after learning that the poet would soon leave Novigrad.

Then today, Victor came up with the wonderful idea of ​​building a new two-handed sword, and Yuna was so angry that she jumped.

It looks like he's put that behind him, which is good.

From Angoulin's point of view, Victor didn't even need to regret it. After all, when the girl was growing up, too many good people died in the war.

It's not surprising that there is an extra shapeshifter now, and the boy has warned him not to transform. It was him who disobeyed the advice and sought his own death.

Even after the exploration, his impression of Jean was greatly changed, but Angoulin was still unhappy whenever he thought about him mimicking himself. The feeling of having his life being spied on was too bad.

Suddenly, an unexpected visitor interrupts the warm scene of the blacksmith shop.

The visiting guest is the eunuch Ha Bin──Xi Ji. Lu Wen's deputy, with a fat, round face full of smiles, followed by six subordinates, "Hey, Mr. Victor, it is indeed a very rare material! It took me a lot of time, but I finally lived up to the request."

Temporarily interrupting communication with Yuna, Victor looked solemn, opened the door, greeted Habin and his men, and brought the materials to the alchemy room.

Fergus and Yuna didn't know what the eunuch brought, so they didn't care.

But Angoulin knew that the girl was present when Victor made the request to the bathhouse owner that day. She knew exactly what those materials were used for, and that was the last part missing to complete the herbal potion.

Thinking of this, the happy smile of enjoying the delicious pancakes disappeared from the girl's face.

…

Late at night, Victor's alchemy workshop──

Green Herbal Potion: The core secret of the witcher, which can cause ordinary people to mutate, possess a small amount of spellcasting ability──sign, strong body, keen five senses, immunity to most diseases, and resistance to toxins; the disadvantage is that it is reproductively isolated from normal people .

From a contraceptive perspective, reproductive isolation is not a disadvantage.

In addition, after the mutation, the pupils will change and become cat pupils or snake pupils. The appearance is different from ordinary people and ignorant people spread rumors. The current social atmosphere is not friendly to witchers.

But compared with eternal youth and long life, the unfriendliness in front of you is worthless.

The tongue of an albino vampire succubus, the spinal fluid of a fork-tailed dragon, and the venom glands of a flying lion monster. Based on these three materials, plus yam apple, long-leaf plantain, datura root and white seagull, you can prepare it. The herbal elixir of the wolf sect witcher.

But of course Victor would not be satisfied with this. He had countless fantasies in Kaer Morhen, the information queried in the Banad Library, the selfless teachings of Sister Nannik of the Meriteli Temple, and the information shared by Master Vizima Kalkestan. Alchemy knowledge, as well as Azulie's original manuscript, although it was lost in Vizima City, the contents were already memorized by him.

All the accumulation flowed through his heart at this moment. Just like when he was in Kaer Morhen's laboratory, busy, fulfilling, step-by-step, and meticulous, Victor completed the preliminary improved herbal medicine.

It went through several steps of fine-tuning, adding neutralizers to slightly reduce the pain of mutation, and binding agents to reduce the occurrence of rejection reactions.

If there is no surprise, in the alchemist apprentice's fantasy evaluation, this "new green herbal potion" has a success rate of up to 40%, which can be called a revolutionary breakthrough.

However, to confirm this, at least five people need to use the potion, two of them survive, and the survivors must not be obviously deformed or insane, then the current version can be initially recognized as a successful improvement.

In the past, Victor had not tried medicine on himself. He was the No. 1 tester of "Megatron". He personally experienced Megatron's unparalleled power, so he took it to Aunt Nannike for sales.

But now looking at the bowl of jasper in his hand, Victor could only smile bitterly and give up. This kind of experiment that fails or fails is really no joke.

How much despair and helplessness do you need to be able to impatiently inject this incomplete herbal medicine into your body and believe that it will succeed.

You must know that if you fail, death is still a good thing, but life is more likely to be worse than death. There are so many delicious things in the world, and there are so many beautiful ladies, why can’t I think about living a good life?

Put the bowl down casually.

"Stop! Wick, have you forgotten what you promised me?" The one who yelled was Angoulin, who walked out of the kitchen with warm milk in her hand.

"Hey! Don't get me wrong." Victor raised his hands in surrender. Just by looking at her expression, the group leader knew what the group members were thinking. They must be worried that they were eager for quick success.

"I don't plan to use this potion. The success rate is not very good. In the best case, it is only about half."

Seeing Victor's calm expression, Angoulin knew the misunderstanding and felt relieved, "That's good. Don't you always tell me how powerful the ancestral alchemy is? Then don't use potions of unknown origin. I can't Still waiting for an invincible backer."

Victor smiled and picked up the bowl of green, "Please, don't talk about it in such a bad way, this is the secret medicine of the wolf sect's witchers.

Ever since the creation of Archmage Azulie, starting from the injection of this potion, his body has become strong, his five senses are extraordinary, and he is almost immune to viruses and diseases.

As long as you inject it, even if you are just an ordinary person, you will have a 30% chance of becoming a superman. Isn't it great? "

"Tell me again when you are absolutely sure! And since you don't use it, what are you doing with it?"

“It took a lot of effort to collect these materials, and I couldn’t help but want to make them and have a look.

do you know? Green herbal medicines from different schools will have different effects. For example, the Griffin School enhances the power of the seal, the Cat School speeds up reaction speed, and the Bear School strengthens the body more significantly.

The Wolf Faction claims to be balanced and stable, but it seems to have no special features. Or perhaps, the Wolf Faction's specialty should be its relatively high success rate?

...No wonder our school’s specialty is sword oil and bombs, because these skills do not require talent. "

Having said this, the boy laughed in self-mockery. He laughed so happily that he didn't notice the even knocking sound coming from the door leading to the blacksmith shop until he noticed the girl's livid face.

With a gloomy expression, Victor pulled out the Sword of Prometheus.

After opening the door, Lu Fu knelt on the ground and knocked his head down, making a "Bang!" sound when he hit the ground.

He raised his head, his eyes were bright and there was determination in them.

…

Next morning - blacksmith shop.

"No... Lu Fu actually ran away. How could this happen? Aren't we good enough to him? The treatment has just been improved." Fergus shouted dissatisfied.

Yuna's face didn't look good either. Lu Fu was from her hometown and she had taken care of him a lot in the past few days. Unexpectedly, he ran away without saying a word, leaving only a note saying thank you for taking care of him during this time.

Fortunately, after careful inspection, nothing was found to be missing. Finally, Lu Fu still had a conscience and did not bring some souvenirs before leaving. He only took away the salary earned during his apprenticeship.

In Victor's alchemy workshop, Angouleme stood next to the wooden wall with a wry smile on his face, "The soundproofing is really poor, but I can hear it quite clearly."

"You told me a long time ago that it was my fault for not taking it seriously." The young man looked relaxed and contented, busy playing with bottles and cans.

The girl hesitated, "Wick, so you really...are you sure you really want to help him?"

The alchemy apprentice raised his head, "It's not that I want to help him, but that you want to help him. I don't want to kill Luv, so I let you decide to kill him or listen to his story, right?"

According to my idea, I would not listen to his reasons at all, but kill him directly. My first consideration was that he actually eavesdropped on our conversation.

Besides, I have no interest in his story. Luf was a slave who was sold to Nuo City. With my knees, I can imagine 17 or 18 extremely miserable stories—stories that made me feel bad.

Since you didn't kill him, you chose to listen to his story, and after listening, you asked me if I could help him.

Then, I will help him.

A story that you all agree with must be very moving. "

Being blocked by Victor and having nothing to say, Angoulin could only sigh: "That's fine, since Louv really left, that was the choice he made."

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