Witcher's Atelier

The backpack provided by Foulun contained coarse grain flour pancakes and pork jerky. A bowl of hot pancake soup was served next to the fire, sprinkled with herbs, which was precious on a snowy night.

The scoundrel Wei Jigu Dudu drank the dry noodle soup, "...So that's it, this is the mage's space folding bag. It's actually made into the form of a herbal bag. It's really amazing."

The harsh and flippant manner in which he spoke was completely understandable - in fact, it didn't matter if he didn't explain it.

From the perspective of his brain circuit, he didn't think there was anything wrong at all. He quoted King Foltest's famous saying: "Taking out the cauldron from the herbal bag is a natural and beautiful thing."

Having such a follower was a worry-free thing, so Victor didn't even bother to clean off the greasy food. He just poured some snow into it and stirred it. After the colorful lights flashed, it turned into a pot of crystal clear water.

Regarding “Incredible Alchemy,” where do the materials and impurities that disappear during the blending process go?

Once in that peaceful and happy world, the boy asked his grandmother this question, and her answer was very fairy tale-like, "Those things have turned into stars in the sky."

Thinking of his grandmother in his mind, the boy smiled, and kept taking out various tools and matching materials from his bag, placing them there, and most importantly, using a bracket to stand his sign to the side.

"Victor's Atelier"

This sign is a lineage of alchemy. It is said that as long as you put up the sign, you will become a master in a short time, specializing in all kinds of dissatisfaction, defeating the terrifying devil, and saving the world from destruction.

The arrangement was finally completed. The young man clapped his hands and sat down. Skellige was very interested in watching a series of wonderful operations.

When it finally came to an end, he hurriedly leaned to the side, respectfully handed over his sword, and then looked at Victor pitifully.

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In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was still gray, Angoulin, who had not slept well, walked out of the tent at the "Road of the Brave" campsite, but happened to run into Dandelion who could not sleep.

Looking at each other, the two of them followed the path to the totem gate in tacit understanding.

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"What! You actually offended Taller?"

"...Go to Novigrad, be invited by Hawthorne to perform, and even open a shop in the Beggar King's territory!?"

"I knew he was suited to be a bard..."

"He has a good heart and is full of passion and love just like me. In fact, he is not suitable for getting involved in blood. I am not saying that he is discriminatory. After all, my best friend is a witcher, but..."

They exchanged stories about their experiences after they parted, with Angoulême doing the talking and Dandelion commenting. After all, his life during this period was lackluster, just moving from one artillery position to the next.

During the conversation, we arrived in front of the Totem Building. Apart from Old Gunner, there were still a few residents who were watching the excitement and lingered around.

It was already winter, and there was no land to farm. It was supposed to be a good time to raid, but in recent years King Bran had rarely made any raids, so he had some free time to wander around.

Across the door between the two of them, they could vaguely see the dim coastline, which was especially dark before dawn──

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──It’s extremely dark before dawn.

Weggie was careful as he walked on the mountain path. Although he was reckless, he was not a fool - at least he thought he was.

At this moment, the Skellige man did not fully believe in the return of the Dragonborn, but he was certain that the young man could cast very powerful magic.

After all, he watched with his own eyes as the boy threw his sword and several items called luminous tubes into the cauldron, stirred and stirred, and soon the colorful light was dazzling.

Thinking of this, Weiji caressed the sword on his waist lovingly, and reluctantly pulled it out. Against the backdrop of the gray sky, he raised the sword high and tapped the guard, and the whole blade emitted a milky white crystal light.

This is my "Sword of Dawn", he thought, those who call me a fool will absolutely go crazy for her, and I will spend my life guarding this sword.

Hitting the gauntlet again to extinguish the light, Weiji felt a little regretful that she had a slight flaw, that is, the light-emitting time was limited. According to the boy's estimate, if the light was continued for about two hours, it would only last for about two hours, and then it would be permanently extinguished, and it would need to be taken back and started again. Enchantment.

But since he became the boy's follower, he naturally didn't have to worry about battery life. Thinking of this, he became happy again. The satisfaction of owning the "Sword of Dawn" was indescribable, and he was extremely grateful to the boy.

So even though he knew that what he was going to do now was very dangerous and even the scoundrel Wei Ji knew that it would lead to his own destruction, he did not hesitate at all. He believed that the young man would definitely be prepared.

Sheathing the sword, he approached the cliff, picked up the stone at his feet and threw it into the cave where the "Female Siren" lived. With the help of gravity, it smashed into the coastal cave with a clear sound.

After throwing three stones in a row, he continued to yell at the monsters coming out, jumping left and right like a monkey, until they let out a shrill scream and took off into the air, preparing to kill him, and then turned around and headed towards the cave. Run wildly.

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The camping cave where the Turxiqu family rests can accommodate twenty people, so it naturally has corresponding height, width and air circulation.

Deep in the cave, Victor was sitting in meditation. He was reflecting on the alchemy process last night, about the weapons and potions he made.

In terms of weapon enchantment, there was a breakthrough last night, because since the "Sword of Dawn" can increase the number of luminous tubes to make the entire blade glow, then it is obvious that the "Pro" can be added to the weapon enchantment by stacking igniters. "Mitheus" also evolves into "Flame Strike"!

Just think about it and you will know that "flame on the tip of the sword" or "fire on the blade" are completely different realms. When the sword is drawn, the blazing fire looks cool. Is a little flame going to make the other party laugh to death?

Even if it turns off the flames with just one wave in actual combat, at least it can scare the opponent in the beginning, and it looks cool when used as a igniter!

After trying to figure out the weapon, he then meditated on the potion.

Since he decided to transform into a dragon, there have been several technical problems that must be overcome. The most critical one is of course the "dragon roar" that is repeatedly emphasized in the poem!

"When you hear his roar of victory, even the most ferocious enemies will flee." If you can't do this, no matter how much else you say, it will be in vain. On the contrary, if you can do this, the title of "Duwaqin" will be Wear it firmly on your head.

Recall the process of mixing potions, and as my grandmother once said, “When you truly desire something, the entire universe conspires to help you achieve it.”

He had never drunk it or tried it, but when he decided to make it, he felt a sense of self-confidence that made him sure that the next tube of potion would achieve the effect he wanted.

And Weiji later told him that the wheel of truth opened under his feet when he was fully attuned...

Noisy and noisy──.

Opening his eyes, he saw the scoundrel Wei Ji running towards him, and the female siren flying in the sky behind him, screaming and ferocious. In their eyes, these two humans were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The young man got up and drank the potion. He only had one chance. If he failed, both of them would die.

According to his previous instructions, the scoundrel passed by and immediately fell to the ground, covering his ears with his hands and opening his mouth.

And now they are going to take these two people out of the cave, throw them off the cliff, smash them into meat, and lick their brains.

Victor took a deep breath.

At this moment, he represents the long history and tradition of Skyrim Dragonborn, and he is not fighting alone! He is not alone!

He was with the Dragonborn who had adventured countless times in the Elder Scrolls, and they had all opened their mouths, longing for the same miracles, and letting out the same roars.

"Vos──Lo─Da!!!"

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"Vos──Lo─Da!!!"

In the dim light of morning, a roar like thunder rang out from the mountain. Angouleme, Dandelion, Old Gunnar and countless people at the totem gate could all hear the roar that shook the world.

Looking at each other in shock──

The dragon roars! ?

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"Don't cry, bastard, don't hug my thigh!

Hey! I'm warning you not to wipe your nose on my pants! "

Kicking hard with his legs and feet, and with the help of his hands, Victor finally got rid of the rogue's entanglement. After the shock, this guy rushed over immediately, made a rugby tackle, hugged his thigh and refused to let go.

"Sorry, I was so excited. You are indeed the real Dragonborn. I want to apologize to you, but this is too incredible. I cried because I didn't expect to meet a hero who only existed in legends.

It is a living, breathing, true legend. As long as I follow you, I will definitely become a part of the legend. I can't help but be excited when I think of the goal that I have been running around for all these years and finally found a way to achieve it. "

In fact, "Scoundrel Weiji" did not speak so smoothly. He spoke intermittently and incoherently. The above content is the information obtained after sorting out Victor's brain memory.

But the young man was also shocked by what he had done. This potion, which he named "Dragon Roar Potion", could make a loud and loud sound after drinking it.

Based on the improvement of Batman's voice-changing potion, adding wolf liver, snake gall, and most importantly, the vocal cords of a mutated vampire woman, it was honorably produced through incredible alchemy. When blending, the "Wheel of Truth" even stepped under the feet--an epic product. imprint.

Looking around the vast cave, the roar caused gravel to rustle down, and even a few stalactites fell directly. Of course, all the female sirens flying in the sky were stunned and fell to the ground.

The sound effects in this place are obviously not worse than the room where the vampire woman treated her. Maybe there are actually a few monsters who have been shocked to death by her dragon roar.

──Now I can somewhat understand the mood of Brother Chang Banpo.

Victor smiled with satisfaction. If it weren't for the fact that Weggie was still watching and had to keep up his appearance, the young man would actually have wanted to laugh like crazy.

More than a dozen ferocious and manic female sirens were unable to withstand the power of his own dragon roar. It was impossible to say that he was not happy.

After calming down, he pulled out Prometheus and beckoned the rogues to start working together to finish off all the female sirens in the cave. He didn't want any fish to slip through the net, or be killed while dying while dissecting the materials. Don't let stupid things happen to yourself.

In addition to establishing power, killing the female siren also has another very important factor. The female siren's vocal cords are very good alchemy materials. Victor judged that they could be used to replace the mutated vampire female's vocal cords and continue to mass-produce "dragon roars". Potion".

After all, mutated vampire women are very rare, so they have to use them sparingly. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but thank Lei Suo of the Viper School again for cutting out this rare material and not keeping it to himself, but generously sharing it with Victor, indirectly Help with the creation of Dragon's Roar Potion.

Including the energy soup and the virtue of timely help, I owe him three points of love. I don't know when I will meet him again, and I don't know if he is doing well now.

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At this time, the person Victor was thinking about, the master of the Viper School, Retho of Guleta, was fighting against the endless Wild Hunt army with his partners Oaks and Serrit.

They were fighting in Hanged Man Alley, and the Wild Hunt attacked them for only one reason: there was a fourth witcher beside them.

The white-haired, scarred, masculine guy was called "Gwynblade", which means "white wolf" in the ancient language. This name comes from the tree spirit of Brokilon.

He was also briefly called "Lord Ravix of the Four Horns", a name he was asked to use to cover up his true identity when he attended the marriage selection banquet of Princess Pavetta of Cintra.

He also has a chilling nickname "The Butcher of Blavikan", which originated from an unfortunate incident in Blavikan.

Finally, under normal circumstances, we call him "Geralt of Rivia".

The reason why the Viper School mixed with Geralt is very simple.

A few months ago, after saying goodbye to Victor, they went to Anglin to hunt gliding lizards, but in the battle, Letho was hit by the monster's tail and almost died on the spot. Fortunately, the wolf school demon hunter Geralt passed by and saved his life in time.

Geralt told the snake school demon hunter that after he and Yennefer died in Rivia, Ciri took them to a beautiful place to revive, and then left them to continue to flee.

After he and Yennefer spent a happy time on that island, the "Wild Hunt" attacked and captured Yennefer, and now he is on the road of constantly pursuing his beloved.

After listening to his story, in order to repay the life-saving grace, Letho and his partners Oaks and Serrit decided to help Geralt find the Wild Hunt together.

But unexpectedly, they would be discovered by the other party and surrounded them in turn. However, despite this, the powerful combat power of the four demon hunters still makes the Wild Hunt feel very difficult.

Especially the three Viper School witchers, the bombs in their hands were so powerful that they reminded the Wild Hunt commander "Red Knight" of some bad... No, not just bad, it should be called horrible memories.

So he was unwilling to entangle with them, "Geralt of Rivia, if you really want to save Yennefer, use yourself in exchange. I swear in the name of the 'Ain.El' clan, as long as you follow us, I will keep your friends and Yennefer safe."

Finally, at the end of the battle, Geralt of Rivia put down his sword and joined the Wild Hunt team. The other party did not break his promise and left the unconscious Yennefer to Letho and others. After Geralt sacrificed himself to save everyone, the Viper School certainly could not leave the sorceress aside, and they decided to take care of her.

However, Yennefer had lost her memory at this time, and was talking nonsense in a continuous high fever. In a serious case, they even thought she was about to die.

After the fever subsided, the sorceress became extremely irritable, constantly getting angry at the people around her, and even seducing Oaks, trying to alienate the relationship between the demon hunters.

As a last resort, they tied her up and took her to the south to find a way to restore the sorceress's memory.

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