Witcher's Atelier

There was a sudden sway and a sudden shock, and Victor opened his eyes.

He came back and was sitting in the cave, facing the Totem of Dreams. There was a hint of melancholy in the young man's eyes. Although they had only been together for a short time, brothers were brothers.

And a passionate battle like that will probably never happen again. Even if he goes through the dream trial again, he will never see Corleone, because he is no longer a fear, but his brother.

The five druids on guard also noticed the sober Victor. Malfurion nodded to him encouragingly, "Yes, you are the one with the best quality in this trial..."

"This...here is...am I still alive? It doesn't look like a sumptuous banquet here." Alan Lugo, the second person to wake up, had a little confusion on his face.

Victor tapped his shoulder, "Sooner or later you will go to heaven to enjoy a delicious meal, but not today, let alone now. Face the reality, we are back."

Not long after he finished speaking, the big-mouthed Wufu and Jielov also woke up one after another.

"Haha! We did it, I knew we would succeed!" Jerov jumped happily.

Wu Fu clenched his fist and hit his chest. "."

At this time, the Dream Druids who had been watching silently beside them, Elder Malfurion and the four trial assistants made way for them, with tolerant and kind expressions, "Congratulations on passing the Dream Trial and overcoming your own fears. Now you can leave. ”

Bowing to the druids, Victor and the three members of the Drummond family left the cave of dreams that they would never forget.

A few days later, the trial team returned to Kelmurre. The next day, in the fortress of Lord Drummond, Madman Lugo faced Victor again.

"I had a long chat with my son last night. He has become very good now. I want to thank you. Through the dream trial, he has obviously become more of a man."

"He was originally a qualified Skellige. If you didn't have too many high expectations for him, I don't think he would have rashly challenged the Dream Trial."

Lugo waved his hand, "Don't teach me how to educate my son! It will only make us unhappy, and besides, you are even younger than my son."

Victor shrugged.

The lord continued: "Anyway, I asked you to come. Of course I won't express my gratitude in vain. Have you seen your new ship?"

"Yes, I went to the port for inspection yesterday when I came back. It is indeed quite well made."

"It goes without saying that Drummond's shipbuilding craftsmanship will never be inferior to that of Quite or Turchiqu, but that's not the point. I asked Angouleme and I heard that you need ships because you want to go to Black Hand's territory. Seeking revenge?"

Victor nodded, "Yes, personal enmity, a friend... someone I knew was sold by pirates, and he still missed his childhood sweetheart before he died. So I plan to go to Faroe Island to find those pirates, get rid of them, and then Free some slaves."

After hearing what Victor said, Madman Lugo laughed loudly, "Are you going to go like this? You are so naive, but do you know that human trafficking activities on Faroe Island are all taxable?" ?”

Pay taxes! ? After understanding the meaning of the lord's words, the young man's face suddenly became quite ugly.

Seeing Victor's face turn ugly, Madman Lugo smiled even more happily: "Of course not publicly, and I have never made it clear.

It's just that Faroe Island is too poor, and sometimes the captives returned from plundering may not always be ransomed. They don't need so many people, and they can't support so many people, so you understand. "

It's really not difficult to understand. It means that a pirate is a pair of black gloves, helping to do business that the lord cannot do. This situation may sound a bit difficult to accept at first, but if you think about it carefully, the young man can understand it.

Taking into account their values, dying in battle is both a destination and an honor. It can be found that they do not advocate longevity, because they simply cannot feed so many people. If they can feed them, they do not need to go out to plunder all the time.

Nowadays, in some places on the mainland, it is explicitly prohibited to capture slaves, but the demand for manpower will not disappear because of this. Therefore, it became a profitable thing for pirates to export their labor force. The money earned could also feed more healthy people and make those left behind live better lives.

"So what you're saying is that my trip is in vain. Will Hogg hinder me?"

"No, no, no, I'm reminding you, don't apply mainland rules directly here. It's okay to take revenge for personal reasons, but don't go to the upper limit and get to the bottom of it.

You are a smart guy, we have helped each other, and I am very satisfied with your service, so I am ready to help you a little more. "

Lugo picked up a letter from the side and handed it to Victor, "When you get to Harviken, meet Hogg and give him this letter. He will provide you with help and help you in the shortest time." Find the pirate you're looking for."

"According to your statement, aren't those pirates considered Black Hand's subordinates? You can ask him to sacrifice these people with just one letter?"

"Originally, we have to clean it up every once in a while. As a lord, how can we not fight against pirates and protect the safety of the people in our territory.

Hey! Don't look at me with that look. I've never done anything like this, but I believe it would be hard for him to have to do this. "

"It sounds like you have a good relationship?"

"It's not bad. Tulsiqu and Quite are the richest, and the two families are now closely related. If the other families among us don't unite and let them help us more, life will be very difficult. I want to hear more about the politics of the islands Want to learn?”

"Forget it, I just want to settle personal vendettas, fight monsters, and finally go to Todaloqu to borrow tools. Things that I shouldn't be involved in have nothing to do with me."

"Hahaha, like I said, you fucking bastard is a smart guy, I like you, wish you a safe journey."

Stepping out of Kelmure's fortress and going down the mountain along the circuitous road, the boy entered Heimstein Port.

…

When the Phantom Troupe was preparing to set sail, Alan. Lugo came to see him off. As for Alan's nickname, Weiji told the group leader last night. It was said that it was because he was always covered in bruises when he was a child.

Some say the scars were caused by his father's beatings with belts, sticks and fists. Lugo Sr. was afraid of spoiling his children, so he would be punished for any mistakes, no matter how big or small.

After hearing this statement and comparing it with what he saw in the Dream Cave, Victor admitted that rumors occasionally turned out to be true unintentionally.

Anyway, Alan came over to say goodbye, and also slipped a letter to Victor. The letter was addressed to Hogg. Blackhand's son "Habjorn" - a letter of introduction from the future heir of Faroe Island.

"Wick, Habjorn is a good guy. We have fought together and hunted together. When he sees this letter, he will know that you are my friend, and he will do his best to entertain you."

"Thank you, Alan. I'm a little flattered, because as you know, participating in the trial with you is because I owe your father's blood debt."

He shook his head: "But I really feel that I have benefited a lot from the time I spent with you. Whether it is my attitude towards life or my perception of mainlanders, you have broadened my horizons. I am honored to be like you." Warriors are tested together.”

The young man thought for a moment and tilted his head, "May your ax always be sharp."

Alan laughed and stepped forward to hug Victor: "May your blade be always sharp."

…

The Thousand Suns was born in the Port of Heimstein and was built with honor by the Drummond family. Most of its sailors and employees are Drummond locals. It is slightly larger than the Golden Mellie and can carry sixteen people.

On the night of the second day after the ship left port, the second officer inspected the ship as usual to confirm whether the crew members were adhering to their posts.

The captain was sitting in his room as usual, stirring the mysterious cauldron. As for the first mate, the only woman on the ship, he was also reading a book in the captain's room and discussing the brigade's future action plan.

"So our trip to Faroe Island is actually to be Hogg's thugs and help him clean up the pirates!" As he spoke, Angoulin had an open book on his lap and wore decorative glasses on his face.

"According to the scene that Lugo arranged for us, it is indeed true. We will be the Dragonborn messengers of justice who accidentally come to the island to break up the cruel and ruthless pirate group."

"But is this really good? It's clear that the bastard named Black Hand, the lord of Faroe Island, also benefited from it. Besides, if he hadn't been so incompetent, how could the pirates be so arrogant!"

The light flickered, and he stopped stirring and started bottling. Victor replied angrily: "It costs money to mobilize manpower, and it costs money to die in battle. The barren island cannot support so many people.

In order to survive, many things can be forgiven. We cannot ask the islands from the perspective of our mainland. If we are not sure of saving them, then it is best not to interfere with them.

Of course, if you are determined to give up the technical academy in Toussaint and change your ideal to become the lord of Faroe Island, I can't help you think of a way. "

After being pushed back by the boy, the girl pushed up her glasses and said, "Forget it, but don't you need to tell Wei Ji about this? As a local, he might want to know these things."

"Don't tell him first. Wait until you give him a good basic education so that he can accept these gray areas and stop doing stupid things...forget it, it's up to me to decide when to tell him. This should be It’s a secret that can’t be told, I shouldn’t even tell you.”

She rolled her eyes at him angrily, "What's so great? I noticed that after your trip to the dreamland for trial, you seemed to have changed a lot and become more cheerful when you came back. Is this a good thing?"

Thinking of the fierce battle with his brother, Victor smiled knowingly, with a very unbeatable expression, "It is indeed a good thing. During the trial, I solved the doubts in my heart and got rid of the big stone of worry.

Remember I told you about finding someone to test the sword with. You don’t need it now. You don’t have to worry about my mental condition in the future. It’s just that this trip to clear out the pirate dens will probably have to be more laborious for you and Wei Ji than for me. When taking action personally. "

Seeing Victor's hands and feet busy, Angouleme nodded, "Understood. Speaking of which, what are you doing now?"

"Well...it can be regarded as the result of this trial. I have never considered making this thing before. Come on! Smell and look at this treasure." Angouleme stretched out his hand, and Victor poured a small amount of powder from the bottle. Her palm.

At this distance, the powder looked ordinary. The unsuspecting girl came closer and took a breath, and then she was instantly dizzy with the stench. She felt like she had fallen into the abyss of hell. She wished she could cut off her nose with a knife right away.

"Bang, be surprised! The legendary devil's dust combines water ghost glands, swamp witch's warts, skunk's mysterious liquid, chili powder, vomit, feces, body odor, hair burning ashes, and a variety of precious medicinal materials , refined through incredible alchemy.

This smell is really powerful and powerful! Guaranteed to be something you will never forget! "

Angoulin, who was washing his hands and flushing his nose with water, was choked with tears and snot. Hearing that he was still introducing triumphantly, his eyes turned red as he glared at Victor fiercely!

Despite the glare, Victor still smiled and said, "Why are you staring at me? I won't apologize. Didn't you bring a whole bag of water ghost materials as a prank last time?"

After finally catching his breath, the first mate sat back in his original position in a panic, staring at the captain angrily, "So what the hell is this thing? Where did you get the inspiration to make such a horrible thing?"

"It was also during the trial that I remembered that I had made a kind of gas bomb called Devil's Dust, also known as Peasant's Fart, in Bell Town before. The poison gas evaporated through burning and invaded the lungs, causing poisoning.

But that was used in open spaces, not suitable for close combat environments like ours, so I improved it. This thing will not cause direct damage when inhaled into the lungs, but it will make people lose their mobility for a short time.

Imagine, if you suddenly put on a mask and throw out such a thing when fighting with others, and then you take a deep breath together, what will happen next?"

"Puff! Hahahaha!" Angulan, who originally wanted to keep a straight face, couldn't help laughing when she thought of that scene.

Experiencing the stimulation that penetrates into the bone marrow, she is sure that the enemy will lose their combat effectiveness in an instant and let herself slaughter them.

Unable to hold back the smile on her face, the girl asked with concern: "So you will make this into bombs and share it with us?"

"Yes, we are not sure how many opponents there are when we go to wipe out the pirates. The rash use of honeycombs or dancing stars may cause the captives to be killed or injured, so I prepared this kind of weapon that will make people lose their combat effectiveness. You and Viji will each take a few."

"This powder is really disgusting and very hidden. I didn't realize it was so dangerous when I held it in my hand. It exploded on the spot when I inhaled it into my nose. But in this case, it won't be fatal anyway, so you can use this thing at will?"

"That's right, this is also the original intention of my research and development."

"Wick, I said this powder... give me some!"

"What do you want to do!?"

"I want to share it with Viji. This kind of good thing can't be enjoyed by only me!"

After thinking about it, Victor filled a small bottle and handed it to her, "Let you all get used to it. Later, you can call him in together. I will make a facial mask for you. I need to make a gas mask."

"Understood!" Angulan was full of energy and walked out of the cabin happily.

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