Witcher's Atelier

On the third floor of Fergus's blacksmith shop, she ate the dumplings Angouleme had brought back and asked her to tell the story of what happened today. When she heard the elf blacksmith's comments about the dragon-slaying sword, Yuna giggled with joy.

"So in the end, Hartoli also rejected Victor? This is a responsible blacksmith. Weapons must be practical. He cannot be allowed to use precious black steel and anti-magic metal to make weird things."

Hearing what Yuna said, Angouleme's expression became a little subtle, "No, although Hatoli complained for a long time, he finally agreed to forge a sword for him. The blade is five feet and four inches long, one foot wide and three inches thick. , a two-handed sword with a hilt length of two feet - named 'Dragon Slayer Sword'."

"How is that possible!?" The female blacksmith couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed after hearing the specifications.

“This will be heavier than the heaviest door-breaking hammer, weighing nearly three adult men, and it will be difficult to move just by carrying it on your back, let alone using it.

This sword can really only be enshrined in the shop, so that every customer who comes in will know that the boss is a fool who has money and nowhere to spend it.

What was the Elf Blacksmith thinking when he agreed to make such a useless thing? Doesn't he have any self-esteem as a master? If he really is. "

"No, you don't understand," Angouleme said with a somewhat shaken expression, "He had to agree, because at the end of the story, Victor looked into the blacksmith's eyes and said..."

"say what?"

"Can you give me some face?"

Yuna shut her mouth. She found that she could not blame the elf blacksmith. After all, faced with the one who gave face to the Tin Boy and Ebony Tai, how dare he not give face to Hatori?

Silent for a moment, Catherine cooed again, and Angoulin patted Yuna's hand: "It's okay, don't think too much, we still spend a long time together, just get used to it.

I have something to do tonight and I have to go out. "After saying that, Angoulan, who had not disarmed in the first place, took three steps and two steps, left the room and went downstairs.

…

It was easy to follow Victor, especially when he knew his destination. It was not until he walked into the small dark room in the outer suburbs that he discovered the existence of Angouleme.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"You're here after all."

"I'm here after all."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm already here."

Pulling up a chair, the group members sat next to the group leader and looked at the subjects of the Green Grass Trial together. Compared to yesterday, the situation was neither better nor worse. There was no response when talking to him, and he twitched from time to time, proving that he Still alive.

"Is this the first big difficulty today?"

"Yes, if everything goes well, he will open the boundaries of the human body, begin to accept biological cells from other worlds, and start the path to transcendence."

Shizhong picked up the straw hat beside the bed with two fingers, "Did you do this? Captain."

"The lucky charm given to Ruf, the straw hat plus Ruf, which is synonymous with passion in Bell Town, has a happy story."

“I believe he will succeed because he is using the regiment leader’s improved potion.

On the journey starting from Vergen, passing through Elland, Vizima, and ending at Novigrad, I witnessed how hard you studied and researched, so you will definitely succeed this time. "

"If hard work would bear fruit, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world. On the contrary, I have a feeling that he is dead and will become the first victim on my alchemical path.

There was no reason for him to be so lucky when so many people died in the past to achieve results. "

The girl ignored him. She knew that the boy was sarcastic, but it was just a self-deception of "no expectation, no harm", otherwise she wouldn't have come to watch every night.

…

The light rain in the evening has stopped, the cicadas are chirping sadly, and the frogs are croaking.

His slow breathing suddenly became rapid, and Rouf let out a low cry of pain. Sensing something strange, Angang turned to look at Victor, whose face was horribly livid.

"Uh... ho ho, water... I want to drink water. It hurts... it hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much? Uh... ah..."

The girl remembered that the boy said that Luffy would only wake up under two circumstances. One was to succeed in the Green Grass Trial and open his eyes again as a witcher, and the other was...

Sure enough, it can be seen with the naked eye that the muscles that were surging and strong just now are now undulating and squirming, and some places are even suddenly sunken and dry.

After a little pressure check, Victor sighed.

"A very serious 'rejection reaction'. He survived the first stage and opened up his own limits, but in the second stage, the heterogeneous cells seemed to have failed to combine."

Rufu suddenly opened his eyes. It turned out that he had regained consciousness. He had heard everything Victor had just said. He looked at Victor with pleading eyes.

"Boss...please boss, please save me, save me...I can't die here. Didn't you tell me that I am Luffy? Straw Hat Luffy, I will become a witcher and gain the power to avenge my hatred." , I really can’t die here!”

His voice was hoarse and the volume fluctuated. The "new herbal medicine" successfully squeezed out the full potential of his body, but combined with the process of "mutation inducer" cells, his body experienced "rejection."

This phenomenon happens very often, and it's completely a matter of destiny. But looking at Rouf's face, that once handsome face, now the blood vessels on it are floating, and brown-black bloodshot eyes are flowing. The attachment to life in his eyes forces Wei to Kedo turned his head to avoid his gaze.

The young man didn't want to lie to him, "I'm sorry! I can't save you, there is no medicine to save you, you will die. As I told you before the trial, the success rate will not exceed 50%. It is a pity that you did not succeed."

Victor's verdict undoubtedly stimulated Ruf. He struggled wildly, and the shaking iron bed creaked, "No! You lied to me! Impossible, impossible! I won't die here, it shouldn't be like this. of!"

Seeing Rouf's hair falling out in bunches, Angoulan was horrified and couldn't help but take two steps forward, "Wick, is there really nothing we can do?"

The young man turned his head and looked at the girl: "If possible, I would like to save him, but I can't, at least not now. Without the power to reverse cause and effect, his body has collapsed, like a toppled domino."

"It's...it's you! You deliberately set me up, right!? Because you don't dare to use herbal medicine yourself, so you use me as a test subject, right? You murderer! You murderer!"

Most of Rufu's hair had fallen out, and with the brown and black veins bulging all over his body, he looked like a ghost, roaring and cursing crazily.

Angoulin frowned, "How can you say that? It was obviously your request, and the boss is the one who cares about you the most. Now that you have failed, you actually want to put the responsibility on him?"

I tell you, you deserve it! You just brought it upon yourself, you deserve it..."

Angoulin wanted to come closer and scold her again, but Victor stretched out a hand to hold her down and shook his head to say no more.

Then the young man approached Rouf and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't save you now. Although I don't feel like I owe you anything, but if...if you have any wishes or unfinished business, you can tell me now."

I will do it for you to the best of my ability. "

"Ugh... Bah!" The subject spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Victor. He made no move to avoid it and let it fall on the leather armor.

"You despicable hypocrite, I knew from day one that you looked down on me, just like those slave traders!

You saved me just for self-satisfaction and to make yourself happy. Do you think you are noble? You are not a good person at all. "

His eyes were menacing. The left eye had a tendency to twist into an animal pupil, but the right eye was bulging and protruding, as if it could not wait to burst out of its socket at the next moment.

"One day... you will also inject this herbal medicine, right. I curse you! I curse you with my life! I curse you with my soul!

When you do the Trial of Green Grass. You will endure ten times or twenty times my pain, you will die miserably, you will drown in your own blood...ah..."

At the end of the sentence, Rufu, who kept shaking the iron bed with his fingers turned into claws, his voice gradually became weaker. After all, his protruding right eye did not escape from the socket, but collapsed and shrunk. The once strong muscles were now like dried bacon, dry and black and hard.

He vomited out reddish-brown blood clots, and his convulsions made it impossible for him to curse any more.

A few minutes later, the Skellige boy──Luff, formerly known as Luff. Died in Far Point District, in a desolate and empty house that no one knows about.

…

Victor had a dull face, staring at the pool of humanoid objects that could hardly be called human beings. His throat was a little tight, and when he spoke, his voice was dry and hoarse, completely unlike himself.

"So, Angouleme, what should we do now? I find that I don't seem to be as strong as I estimated in advance, and my mind is a little blank at the moment. Do you remember what we should do now?"

"Of course you remember, as agreed in advance, we should start the autopsy to confirm the cause of death and the reason for failure, so that Rufus died a worthy death."

"Do you think that based on his mental state before death, he wanted to be dissected by us? He seemed very angry?"

"For a person like this, you don't need to care about what he thinks. According to me, you shouldn't have helped him in the first place. You should have let him fend for himself. For such a ungrateful and ungrateful person, fortunately he didn't succeed, otherwise he would really "I doubt he can control himself."

Angoulême still resented Rouf's last words.

Knowing that the girl was complaining about herself, the young man said calmly: "Did you also see what he looked like when he was insulting and cursing? Believe me, it is really painful and desperate. I won't lose anything if I let him curse a few words. . And after all, he is also a volunteer for my human experiment..."

After speaking, neither of them was in the mood to talk anymore.

After standing there for a few minutes, Victor picked up the straw hat on the bedside and covered Rouf's face.

Then he opened the herbal medicine bag and took out two cans of oil. One was poured on the iron bed and poured on the corpse, and the other was poured casually on combustibles in the house.

Knowing what Victor was going to do, Angoulin remained silent, turned around, opened the door and left first.

Not long after, the group leader walked out of the room to meet the group members. The line of oil poured from the oil can extended to his feet.

Pulling out Prometheus, Victor flicked his sword and the flames burst into flames.

…

Empty houses will be burned to the ground quickly. There are no neighboring residents around, and there is no risk of the disaster expanding.

Walking on the way home, the cicadas were chilling, the sky was starry, and frogs were chirping.

Looking at the sky in confusion, the boy was surprised to find that the "Winter Maiden" had appeared in the corner.

Winter is coming.

Confirming his thoughts, Victor touched his nose and said, "Angouleme, do you still remember the story of Rouf? No details are needed, just tell me, if he succeeds in mutating the witcher, where will he go first? To kill Who to lose or save?”

Kicking the stone at his feet, the members knew that the leader was serious just by listening to his voice without seeing his face.

The girl organized her words briefly and said simply, "Go to Faroe Island in Skellige, kill the pirate Hammond who trafficked in human beings, and save the lover named Liz."

"Liz? She's not Nami or Hancock..."

Ignoring the leader's muttering, she continued, "But I think it's okay to ignore it. After all, when I asked Luffy about his last words just now, it was obvious that he would rather take the time to curse you than his enemy or lover."

Victor stopped and looked up at the starry sky, sighing softly.

They got along well, and Angouleme also crossed his arms and stood waiting for the "Bell Town Proverb" that the leader was going to say this time.

"Meliteli, there are only two things that I feel more magical and awed the more I think about them, that is, the starry sky in the sky, and the moral law in my heart.

I can choose, and I choose this."

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