Witcher's Atelier

Kyle Murray. In Lord Drummond's fortress, the bonfire warmed the room. After handing the weapons to the guards and passing through the wind-blocking curtain, Victor heard the voice of complaint and saw the lord who was listening to the statement.

Madman Lugo has a bald head, deep features, a snow-white beard, and is wearing a thick red cotton-padded jacket. He sits on the throne with a golden sword, and his temperament is closer to that of a village leader than a lord.

The one with his back to him, wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket and with a sharp voice, was probably the father of the foul-mouthed brothers, the elder Leaf of Alinbion.

I just heard the elder say emotionally: "Lord..., my bloodline has been passed down from Emperor Ubin to this day. That dirty dog ​​cut off my incense, he must die!"

"It's up to me to decide, Leaf." The lord replied casually, looking at the boy.

"But he is a Todaroqu, not Drummond. There is no need for a public trial. He should be killed with one sword. He──"

Leaf's words were interrupted because Victor walked up to Madman Lugo, caressed his chest and saluted, "Greetings to you, Lord Drummond Lugo.

I am Victor from Stormborn, the Chosen One, the Unsullied from Meriteri's Oracle, the witcher and the alchemist from Belltown, and Dawn from east of Serikania, across the desert of Koraz. Guardian, warrior's path crosser, champion of the Fist of Wrath, and the last dragonborn──Duvac'in──Victor the Bear Breaker. Corleone. "

Since King Bran's time, the boy has not recited his title for a long time because it is not necessary, but he recited it again today because he was too lazy to tangle with Leaf. He decided to try to use "Skellige style" to defend Weegee. .

Lugo smiled and said: "Mr. Victor, the way you asked to meet is really impressive. I didn't expect that our first meeting would be under such circumstances."

"I think this situation is quite good. It just allows me to see the justice of the Drummond family. You must know that Duwak was humiliated because of his honor. This is also the shame of King Bran." There was no smile on the young man's face. .

The lord blew his nose, his eyes sharp, "The Dragonborn's honor has been humiliated? What are you talking about? What's going on?"

Victor narrowed his eyes, "I want to accuse Leif's sons, Cory and Cloki, of blocking my way in the tavern and trying to humiliate my honor. All of this can be confirmed by Gerond, the son of Sigurd. ”

Leif, who was wearing a thick blue cotton-padded jacket and a turban, was very nervous when he heard this. "...Wait...Wait a minute, Geronde has a grudge against me. He can't be a witness. He can't prove anything!"

This elder's appearance combines the characteristics of his two sons. He has a fat head, big ears, triangular eyes and a hooked nose, making him an unforgettable eyesore...

Ignoring Lief, Victor continued: "So Weiji killed them to defend my honor - the honor of Duwaqin!"

"No... no evidence, there is no evidence for his words, and no one supports him." Leaf stammered.

"So you are questioning my lying?" Victor stretched his shoulders, "Lord, I ask for a duel with him to defend my dignity."

Hearing this, Madman Lugo slapped his thighs cheerfully, "Hahaha! Lev can't withstand your Hundred Fists. If you don't use Hundred Fists, I think he will die here in two punches."

The elder raised his voice: "Lord, this... this is not a joke. He is making excuses now. He has never heard of it before──"

"─Shut up," Lugo suppressed his smile, "I have made a verdict."

He stood up in a hurry, his body was majestic and burly. There was no archipelago lord that the boy had seen so far that he could not defeat.

He waved his arms, "I'm sorry, Dragonborn, although I want to believe you, but I must maintain fairness. I know the hatred between Gerond and Leaf, so no one can support your statement. I can only judge Weegee is guilty and the punishment is death by suffocation.”

After hearing the verdict, Lev looked proud and glanced sideways at Victor, filled with the joy of having revenge.

Madman Lugo observed Duvacin - his expression remained calm and composed, and he continued with satisfaction: "But you can pay for his sins, as long as you pay the same weight of silver as Corey and Cloki."

Victor smiled calmly: "I don't have that much money around me."

The lord nodded, "I know you don't have it, so I will pay off this 'blood debt' for you!"

Seeing this situation, Lief protested and said: "Wait... Lord, this is illegal."

Madman Lugo glanced at him with disdain, “I am the law.

Now go back, Lev, if you bother me again, I will tie the silver around your neck and sink you into the sea. "

Taking two steps back, Leaf, the elder of Alinbion, walked out of the room dejectedly.

The bonfire crackled, and the lord and the boy looked at each other silently.

Breaking the silence, Victor touched his nose and said, "Is there anything I can do for you? In fact, I don't have to pay that much, I'm willing to help."

Lugo waved his hand slightly, "What I need is not willingness to help, but full assistance. I have this opportunity to sell favors. It's just convenient."

"Just say it like that!? I thought you were going to cover it up a little bit more?"

Lugo's eyes were bright, even if he didn't glare deliberately, they were really intimidating. "It's not necessary. After you asked for a meeting with the dragon roar, I knew you were a smart person. But what I'm not sure yet is whether you are A man of honor, aren't you?"

"Of course, 'Duwak's debts must be paid'. To the best of my ability, lord, I am ready to serve you."

Crazy Lugo nodded with satisfaction, then tilted his head to the side, as if it was difficult to speak, and pondered for a long time.

"My son Alan Lugo, he's a fool, I can almost imagine Drummond's future leader being called 'Jackass Lugo,' damn it.

It's normal for him to be in a rebellious phase and to take risks to find himself. But he was neither going to conquer the men in black nor to rob the monastery. Instead, he had a sudden idea to go to the Druid's 'Dream Cave' in the south for a trial.

The trouble is...most of the people who go there never come back. "

The young man blinked his eyes. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. The lunatic would definitely rather his son went to find trouble with the men in black, the Nilfgaardians. Even if the blood flowed like rivers, it would be better to try the druid. Those mystery trials are so much better.

He put his left hand on his waist and pointed at the young man with his right hand, "You are not only smart, but also brave. Your reputation has spread throughout the archipelago. Even that old guy Bran recognized the Dragonborn. He must be a man of both civil and military skills, so I hope you can accompany me." Ah Lan goes and comes back with Ah Lan.

No matter how stupid he is, I still need him to take my place.

Get this done and we'll be even, unless you'd rather lose your honor. "

Trying to recall it in my mind... the name of "Cave of Dreams" is somewhat impressive, but it doesn't awaken any past life memories. It certainly won't be a difficult task to forget it so completely.

"If I ask to go with him, won't he feel like it's another arrangement arranged by his father and be resentful?"

"He can't refuse Duwaqin. Your name is very important in the hearts of young people. Who can refuse to test with the legendary hero? At least I'm sure Alan can't."

So Victor nodded, "Help me prepare a good ship at Heimstein Port, ah no... I don't want a good ship, just an ordinary ship. Let Weggie take care of it when we set sail. After Alan and I come back safely, Continue my journey."

Crazy Lugo waved his hand, "We have an agreement."

…

The gathering place of druids is called "Druid's Circle". It is surrounded by the tree of life and serves as a refuge for wild animals.

A variety of wild species, including sheep, wolves, venomous snakes, and even pterodactyls, can coexist peacefully in the Druid Circle without invading each other. Humans are also prohibited from killing creatures in this area.

To the south of Kelmure, there is such a harmonious and peaceful circle of druids, the place where the "Dream Druids" practice - the Cave of Dreams.

Departing from Heimstein Port, after two days of coastal sailing, Victor and Alan... Lugo's team is waiting for the druids outside the cave to prepare for the trial.

The boy stood on the beach watching the tide. The ebb and flow of the tide are like life, with low tides and high tides.

He was acting alone on this trip. The other members of the brigade had their own tasks. Weegee stayed at Heimstein Port to deal with the matters of the new ship "Thousand Sunny" and the hiring of crew members.

Unlike in the past when he insisted on following, Angouleme took the initiative to stay in the port to collect intelligence, learn swimming skills and ship management.

The young man was very pleased with the girl's proactive change. Sure enough, she learned a lesson from the experience of drowning in the ocean. She realized the importance of her second specialty at a young age, and she will be able to move forward more steadily in the future. .

A voice came from afar, "Wick, the Druid said it's ready. Let those we want to participate in the trial go in."

The speaker is Alan. Lugo. Years of traveling at sea have given him a face in his early thirties at the age of more than 20 years old.

To Alan's enemies, such as those in the coastal provinces of Nilfgaard, he was a cold, burly, brown-haired, brown-eyed demon, but facing Victor, he was just a passionate, upright young man.

He's a big fan of "The Return of the Dragonborn" and the Chronicles of Dovark'in, and by the way, his hair is plentiful and slicked back.

Victor and Alan walked side by side to the entrance of the cave, where two people were already standing waiting.

Lugo introduced: "Wick, these are the most powerful soldiers under my command. They will be traveling with us. Allow me to introduce Jeroff, who is also known as 'Wolverine'."

He is a standard Skellige white-bearded burly man, no matter his name or nickname, he is only one word different from someone else.

He nodded, "Hello, Duwaqin."

"And this is Wu Fu with a big mouth." Alan continued to introduce.

Wu Fu did not speak, but bowed in greeting.

The young man nodded in return, then looked at Alan questioningly, "Why is Wu Fu so quiet?"

"Because he has no tongue." Alan put on his helmet.

"What's going on? Is he licking a frozen blade in winter?"

Jelov intervened and replied: "No, he spoke ill of King Bran when he was drunk. When he sobered up, he pulled out his tongue. He has been unable to speak since then, but he has preserved his honor."

Victor rolled his eyes covertly, "Ah...honor, I should have guessed that.

Do you have any clues about the trial in this cave? At least tell me what monsters I will encounter first, right? "

Jelov responded boldly: "Only you know the answer to this question!

The elders say that the Dream Cave will reflect your deepest fears and make your worst nightmares come true, whether they are in the past, future or present. "

Alan added with a smile: "Speaking of which, I really want to know what Duwa Kein is afraid of?"

Then he waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone, enough chatting, bring your weapons and let's go!"

…

The dark, damp, dripping walls of the Dream Cave are filled with shimmering mushrooms, and the glistening green light shines a bit strangely.

The four people holding torches quickly arrived at the totem pole in the depths, with five druids assisting in the ceremony standing next to them.

The silent druids used hand gestures to guide them to sit down in front of the totem pole, and then placed a handful of green herbs and a bowl of slightly hot milky white medicinal soup in front of them.

Then the elder who was obviously the most virtuous among the five druids and had green branches on his head walked up to the crowd and said, "Warriors, feel honored! Participating in the trial of the Dream Cave is in itself a proof of courage. I It’s the Dream Druid Elder Malfurion…”

"Cough, cough, cough." Victor choked a little, because this druid's name was so familiar that it was hard to forget.

After quickly stopping, he bowed and apologized to the interrupted elder.

Malfurion smiled and continued unaffected: "Before the trial begins, I want to tell you that you will face your deepest fears in your dreams.

Those things may be shameful and private, but they are all illusions and a reflection of your true inner thoughts.

Be strong enough and you can overcome it, but if you're not strong enough, you'll be shattered. "

After speaking, the druid looked around the four people to make sure they all heard clearly.

"You all understand the danger. If there is no problem, just take the medicinal herbs and drink the medicinal soup, and then the Dream Totem will extradite you to the place of nightmare."

The herbs in front of me have never been seen before, and the composition of the medicinal soup is unknown. For an alchemist, this scene is really unsettling.

So the young man asked softly: "I have a question. Can I know what kind of grass this is? What are the ingredients of this bowl of medicinal soup?"

The elder Druid smiled: "The grass is radman grass, and the soup is made of hemlock, cherry blossoms, tomatoes, and asparagus."

"Hiss!" The young man gasped, Temade was full of tiger and wolf medicine.

After thinking about it for a moment, considering that the druid has been undergoing trials for so many years, it should not be possible to cook something that can drink people to death...

He picked up the herb and put it in his mouth, took a big sip from the bowl, and started chewing and swallowing.

Seeing Victor move, Alan also grabbed the herbs and stuffed them into his mouth, "Let's start, Wufu, Jielov, eat and drink quickly, don't leave anything behind."

Malfurion, the druid elder in the dream, watched them feasting with a smile.

…

Swinging and drifting suddenly and suddenly──suddenly shocked.

The four of them seemed to be still sitting in the Dream Cave, facing the Dream Totem, but a few druids suddenly disappeared.

Jerof asked: "Hey! I don't seem to feel anything. What about you, Wu Fu?"

"..." Wu Fu turned his head and looked at Jielov.

"Idiot, you are asking the mute for his opinion. I think the medicine has already taken effect!" Alan laughed and scolded.

After carefully distinguishing the feelings transmitted from the body and limbs, and reciting a prime number to confirm that his thinking was clear, Victor couldn't help but mutter to himself: "It's incredible. Is this a virtual reality? It's even common to dreams..."

Alan stood up, moved his hands and feet, and drew out his steel sword. "Everyone, let's go. It's time to face our fears!"

Jielov and Wufu raised their axes and hammers respectively and followed cautiously.

Silence followed the three of them, and Victor walked at the back, staring intently at his left hand. He wanted to do an experiment.

Taking a deep breath, and driven by strong mental power, he clearly saw that his left hand was quickly covered by dragon scales from the elbow to the fingertips, and then his thoughts flowed, and his left hand returned to its original state.

The corners of his mouth were raised. Although the fake is fake after all, for people with a strong spirit, such as teenagers, in this dream, he is "god".

Just listen to Jeroff in front shout: "Wow! There is actually a fin whale floating in the sky, it's so clear!"

Following the direction of his finger, sure enough, above the vast Dream Cave, there was a large fish with glittering light swimming gracefully. Its shape was clear and lifelike. It seemed to be the magnificent fantasy in someone's mind among the four people present.

"No, the fin whale isn't that big, that's the blue whale." Touching his chin, Alan. Lugo corrected.

Wu Fu: “…….”

Jerof whispered: "Blue whale, how can the blue whale's mouth be so short? I think you just drank the medicinal soup until you lost your mind!"

The experiment was extremely successful. After confirming the current situation, Victor calmed down and quickened his pace to keep up with the noisy and bickering three people.

Although I know that all my eyes are hallucinations, such wonderful and magnificent pictures are beautiful scenery that can be burned into my heart. It would be a pity to miss them.

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