Witcher's Atelier

It was already quite late. When we arrived at Hatoli's dumpling shop, the tables and chairs outside had been put away. However, Victor and Angouleme were regular customers, so they were not afraid of being rude. They pushed the door open and went in.

The elf pastry chef was making dumplings in front of the boiler with his back to the door. He turned around and saw two masked gangsters and was shocked. Fortunately, the boy and the girl took off their masks in time, so he didn't shout for help.

"Damn it! Are you going to scare me to death so that you can inherit my dumpling shop?"

Angouleme laughed evilly.

Victor yawned: "Thank you for your joke, Hatoli, I have no interest in inheriting your shop. Please give me 20 cheese potatoes and 20 pork and spinach."

After ordering, the boy sat down in the house, and Angouleme went to dig out the sour cream for the dumplings and the white sauce used by Victor as usual.

The elf pastry chef's craftsmanship made the dough thick and solid. Compared with the delicious food in Victor's memory, it was not as light and soft, but the filling tasted good, and the meat and vegetables were rich in flavor.

In any case, it was very kind to see such wrinkled dumplings in another world.

The meal was served, and the two members of the Phantom Troupe devoured the food in a flash. When they were about to pay, Hatori stopped them with his hand.

"Hello, Victor Corleone - the butcher of Novigrad, I want to ask you for help."

The boy turned his head to look at the elf. Given the location of the dumpling shop, it was not surprising that the pastry chef saw the slaughter process, but it definitely took courage to dare to expose his identity in person.

"If you really need my help, you shouldn't say that title. It's very rude, and aren't you afraid that I will draw my sword and hit you?" Victor said unhappily.

"Because you are not..., 'The Butcher of Novigrad' is a shapeshifter. I knew there was such a creature when I was in the Valley of Flowers.

The temple guards promoted the 'murderer'. Smart people know not to believe it. Anyway, they rarely tell the truth.

Besides, I saw you chasing him with my own eyes. Two identical people, two identical faces, but completely different clothes."

So Hatori is not brave, but he thinks he has seen the truth, so he dares to joke with Victor in the name of the butcher.

The young man gestured with his palm upwards, indicating that the elf should continue.

"Goddess Meliteli, may the deceased rest in peace.

The point is that the crazy shapeshifter, after copying your swordsmanship, can actually suppress Babu Tabad, the Zericanian of the Beggar King, so I believe you have the ability to solve my problem..."

"Hey! Hatori, help me get to the point!" Angulan interrupted impatiently.

After being choked for a while, the pastry chef exhaled and said solemnly: "... Before I opened the dumpling shop, I was a swordsmith."

Dumplings and swords! ?

Keywords entered his ears, and he found the lost memory. "Prophet Victor" sent an urgent report of 800 miles. The elf in front of him was not only a swordsmith, but also a "swordsmith master"!

"Swordsmith!? Do you have any past works?" Although the credibility of the report was 80%, Victor still had to make a confirmation. He asked knowingly.

With his chin slightly raised, the elf pastry chef. Ebuhal. Hatori crossed his hands on his chest and said proudly: "Come to the second floor, let you see the treasures I am proud of!"

...

Soon after, the Phantom Troupe was on the way home.

"So we are sure we want to help Hattori?"

"Why not? The matter is simple and straightforward. It's just a port gangster. With our ability, the Phantom Troupe can definitely handle it.

You have also seen his past works. That steel sword is really well made. My 'Dragon Slayer Sword' is finally settled. Yuna refuses to help me make it. I will let Hattori do it when the time comes.

If he dares to point at my nose and scold me like Yuna, I will use my fists to teach him what 'the customer is always right' means."

Victor was in a good mood. The swordsmith who fell from the sky, he quickly dealt with him, and he didn't have to worry about who to find to make weapons in the future.

Time passed quickly. The bloody massacre was three days ago. The Glorious Alley has also resumed its prosperity and is no longer as dead as before.

However, walking on the street, many vendors have small shields or swords. Fergus's blacksmith shop has obviously improved its business in the past few days. People come to buy self-defense weapons.

Angouleme stretched lazily, "Okay, I just want to say that you only have a few days left in Novigrad, is it worth it to spend time with him?"

"Definitely worth it, Hatori is a master swordsmith. The moment I went up to the second floor, I got a revelation and saw the future. We will get along well with him. It's a pity that he has his own shop, otherwise I would be happy to make him the third employee."

"If you are sure this is a good idea, then wait for him to make an appointment and we will accompany him to negotiate. Is there anything else you want to do?"

Enthusiastic citizen: "... Passiflora is the most famous in Novigrad Technical College, as the saying goes, you don’t know your health is not good until you go to ‘Passiflora’, but there are also Cripple Kate, Vanilla Inn… and of course the street girls. ”

Traveler: “Don’t the priests have any opinions? Aren’t they angry that moral corruption is happening under the eternal fire?”

Enthusiastic citizen: “Ha! On the surface, they are very angry. But behind the scenes… they will also spend a little money, but not to save lost teenagers.”

Victor blinked, and Angouleme also blinked. The two did not expect to hear “important information” from the idle chat of passers-by.

Angouleme walked briskly and said, "If you don't have other plans, you can go to Passiflora tomorrow. You're already here, it would be a pity not to go sightseeing there in Novigrad."

"Hmm... It's good to go and have a look." Victor nodded in agreement, "Otherwise, if someone asks, since I have been to Novigrad, how gorgeous Passiflora is, it would be too embarrassing to be unable to answer, as if there is something wrong. ”

Angouleme suddenly said with emotion: "It's really unfair. Why does Passiflora only have female service staff and provides men to go to the technical academy to have fun."

"It's just that the market hasn't been developed yet. Sooner or later in the future, there will be entertainment venues with men as waiters, so that wealthy girls in need can also come and play... no, experience different styles of men."

The boy just said it casually, but the girl obviously took it seriously.

"What a great idea! Wick, you really are a genius. Although I haven't told you before, I have always thought so in my heart.

I have decided that when I go to Toussaint to open a technical academy, I will open a male technical academy so that all the girls in Beauclair can live happily and contentedly. "

Beauclair is the capital of the Duchy of Toussaint, now the home of the Duchess Anna. Henrietta came to power and wanted to open a men's academy in her country?

Victor is not optimistic about this plan unless the poet Dandelion is involved. After all, his deep friendship with Duke Anna is unfathomable.

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. You know that my herbal medicine bag can be expanded with spiritual growth." Thinking of this, the young man was in a good mood and smiled when he spoke.

Angoulin was still imagining her epoch-making technical academy, "Well, so what?"

"I experienced the changeling thing a few days ago. After it ended, my mental strength improved significantly. Do you know how much the herbal bag can hold now?"

Seeing Wick's high-spirited look, Angouleme knew he couldn't help but ask, "How much can you pretend?"

"The herbal medicine bag can now carry a total volume of twelve feet in length, width and height! It is about the size of a room. In other words, I can prepare many, many things in the bag to protect my teammates and defeat my enemies."

After a little imagination in her mind, the girl suddenly became excited. After Lindenville's battle with the "Pretty Girl", she really liked the pleasure of using "asymmetrical equipment" to crush monsters. There were a whole room full of bombs and traps. Carry it with you in your herbal medicine bag, which can be called a mobile arsenal.

While talking and laughing, they returned to the blacksmith shop and entered the door. Victor keenly sensed that there was something wrong, because Yuna and Fergus were talking. When they saw him coming back, the two people immediately stopped talking and pretended to be nonchalant.

Because they weren't joking, they looked even funnier. The boy couldn't help but think of a sentence, "There is a mole, terminate the deal!" which could be used to describe these two unscrupulous conspirators.

The girl obviously saw something, but she didn't care. If there was a conspiracy, she would only target the boss. She handed the takeaway dumplings to the blacksmith and the dwarf, and ran to the back of the house to boil water for a bath.

Although the most interesting part of the day was solved by Victor, the scenes that Ruff poured out were so shocking that due to psychological effects, Angouleme felt that he would not take a shower today and did not dare to go to bed.

Victor was not in a hurry to return to the alchemy workshop, so he sat on the recliner in the blacksmith shop to enjoy the cool air, guessing what the two sneaky employees wanted to say to him.

Not long after, the dwarf who had finished eating came closer and said, "Ahem."

It's really cliché and embarrassing to start with a cough, but for a boy who always gets along with old foxes or human spirits after coming to Nuo City, this approach is quite cute.

Faced with the boss's eyes that seemed to see through him, Fergus said with some embarrassment: "He is such a boss, I think it is too much for Lu Fu to run away, but he is still young and immature after all.

So I want to say, maybe we can try to look for him, after all, we have been getting along quite happily during this period..."

It turned out that Yuna wanted to get her fellow villagers back, but because of the "Dragon-Slaying Sword", she had just lost her temper with herself, and now she couldn't lose her face and was embarrassed to speak, so she had to push the dwarf out to speak for her.

After figuring out what was going on, Victor smiled and patted the dwarf on the shoulder, "Okay, no problem. He suddenly disappeared, and I was also very worried. Not just anyone can gain a foothold in Novigrad."

You can go to him to do whatever you want. If you need money, you can ask Angoulan for reimbursement. I can totally understand. "

After saying that, he stood up from the recliner and bowed slightly in the direction of Yuna, who also nodded to him.

It feels so good to be polite and respectful to each other, Victor thought. If he were that old man in Angouleme, he would know that he would not take this kind of thing to heart at all.

…

Late at night, the women's bedroom on the third floor of the blacksmith shop.

"Hahaha, you don't have to be nervous or embarrassed at all! You should have come to ask me earlier about this kind of trouble.

Let me tell you, although there are many inexplicable customs in the town of Bell where Victor was born, there is one thing I appreciate very much - as long as there is no actual harm and no issues of principle are involved, there is almost no upper limit to his tolerance for offenses against women.

Not to mention that in the matter of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, it was originally his fault. What could be done with such an inexplicable thing? It must be used as a decoration again.

Just like this anti-flea sword, I really regret it now. I should have exchanged it with his Prometheus. At least it could still be used. "

Yuna couldn't help but laugh at what Angouleme said was funny.

At this time, Catherine suddenly murmured a reminder on the perch by the window. The girl was startled and leaned to the window to observe. Only then did she find that it was Victor. He left the blacksmith shop and was walking eastward.

If it was Batman, he should attack from the wine cellar in the basement. If it wasn't Batman running at night, why would he go out so late?

In doubt, Angouleme noticed Victor's right hand, and he was holding a "straw hat" in his hand.

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