Witcher's Atelier

[Name: Boneless Beef]

[Type: animal tissue]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Function: widely used food material, rich in protein]

[Feature: Quality improvement]

[Note: Good beef is best made into steak. Good steak is best eaten plain. You only need to sprinkle pepper evenly on both sides and salt to force out the sweetness of the gravy. 】

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[Name: Demon Dust]

[Type: attack props]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Function: The smoke after the explosion can irritate the mucous membranes of the eyes, nose, mouth, skin and lungs, causing symptoms such as eye irritation and tearing, sneezing, coughing, nausea, vomiting, chest tightness, dizziness and skin burning. 】

[Features: Improved quality, increased destructive power]

[Note: Also known as farmer’s fart, the smell is strong and powerful! 】

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Later, the night fell, the snow fell thinly, and the leather armor and steel sword were all hidden under the gray cloak.

The three members of the Phantom Troupe returned to the hillside near the village, took out their telescopes, and began to conduct final observations before the attack.

Carrying the leather bag containing the devil's dust, looking at Tothheim through the lens, the rogue Weegee trembled slightly with excitement. After all, an attack with such a disparity of three against a hundred, even he, who has experienced hundreds of battles, has never experienced it.

The patrol pattern has long been memorized in his mind. Later, he will first kill the watcher, lurk directly into the longhouse, execute the sleeping pirates, and then after being discovered, activate the "Devil Dust" to cause a scene. Of course, he cannot forget to first Put on his own dog-shaped gas mask.

Angouleme's action plan is roughly the same as that of Weegee, with only some differences in details. First of all, her mask is in the shape of a cat... yes, Catwoman is back in the world.

Then there are some scoundrels who look very natural and can't feel anything wrong, but the girl knows that the boy will care.

"Wick, have you seen it? I'm a little worried about the woman who is walking freely in the village. She shouldn't be Liz!"

Without Angouleme's reminder, Victor had already noticed that there was a woman delivering wine and food to the pirates patrolling the night, and the pirates were also taking advantage of them with dirty hands and feet, but she coped well and even seemed to be smiling. Enjoyed it.

If that woman is Liz, Lu Fu's childhood sweetheart, and the target of his rescue, then the other woman seems to be living a fulfilling and meaningful life, and does not seem to need his own rescue.

This terrible possibility made the young man's face stiffen.

He took a long breath and said, "No matter what, there is no turning back. Even if it is to save the prisoners in the cell, this killing is inevitable.

God knows how many people there will be sold to after tomorrow. We can't save everyone, but tonight, Tothheim's victims, the Phantom Troupe, are covered. "

Looking at Victor's affirmative eyes and listening to his resolute orders, Angouleme and Weggie nodded in unison, stroking their chests.

"Your will, Captain."

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Separated from the two group members, Victor acted alone and swaggered towards the main entrance of Totteheim. His mission was to attract attention so that Angoulaine and Viggie could climb over the wall and enter for covert operations.

Walking in the wind and snow to the entrance of the village, two guards approached Victor casually, and then unexpectedly the man on the left said: "Ah, you are finally here. I don't know what happened to you, but in the archipelago , if you want to do business, you can’t let the other party wait.”

His face was dirty, his beard was sloppy, and his turban was stained red and yellow with blood and sweat. He had a short knife tied to his chest and a steel sword hanging from his waist.

The situation unfolded a bit beyond imagination. Originally, the young man just wanted to pretend to be a tourist, "Sorry, do I know you? I don't know what business you are talking about?"

But he waved his hand to get out of the way, "I am Tamard, Dagur, stop being mysterious, we don't have time. Boy Weir of Nilfgaard said he will send someone to get the goods today. Go in, and remember not to cause trouble."

"You think I look like a Nilfgaardian?" Victor responded calmly.

"What's wrong with you Damard? Come in quickly! If you want to bargain, go talk to the manager yourself."

Shaking his head, he couldn't resist the pirate's hospitality, "Okay, I'll just go in."

"That's right, come with me, don't do stupid things." Dagur turned around with satisfaction and led the way, and the young man walked into Tothheim in a swaggering manner.

As expected, the entire Totteheim was transformed into a prison cell, and the living environment was not very good for observation through the fence, but no human rights group would come to correct it anyway.

Along the way, you can vaguely hear the conversations between scattered buyers and caretakers.

"Can you let me try it out?"

"It's too late, there are buyers for all these girls."

"If you don't tell me, I won't tell..."

His face was expressionless, and Victor glanced at the two people talking from the corner of his eyes. Victor kept walking.

"Fuck! The cargo hold stinks like hell."

"There's nothing we can do about it. If we have too much trouble, we still have to clean up the excrement later, otherwise we won't be able to stay here."

Across the pile of wooden barrels, the person who said these two sentences could not be seen. The young man stopped paying attention to the sounds around him. He listened more and felt bad. In short, he was not going to survive this time.

Turning left and right, crossing the street, Dagor took Victor to the tallest and strongest longhouse in the depths of the village, knocked on the door and entered the room.

The slave manager was scolding a few pirates, "This is top-notch stuff? Damn, are you kidding! These guys are just skin and bones."

Now take them to Cell No. 1 and give them something good to eat. Don't touch them and take care of your whips. If one of them dies, I will whip you! "

Obediently, the three pirates dragged the five thin girls tied together by their feet and stumbled out of the house. Then only Victor, Dagur, and the slave manager were left in the room.

Approaching the slave manager, the young man said calmly, "I heard you were waiting for me. Is the cargo... OK?"

He tapped the breastplate, "A few were a little excited, but we managed it without hurting them. These islanders are all tough guys, so it will definitely be useful."

Under the firelight, the breastplate this guy was wearing was actually made of steel. Although it was not made by the regular knights, it looked quite strong. The two-handed sledgehammer behind his back did not seem to be a decoration. Victor subconsciously remembered that in the Dream Cave, it was How to cut off such a person's arm.

"It's good not to have any injuries, Vale needs someone who can be used right away."

After getting closer and seeing Victor's face clearly, the slave manager was a little confused, "Is it really Weir who sent you here? I thought the guy who came would be more like a Nilfgaardian."

The young man looked very impatient, "Otherwise, I, Tamad, are here to do business. Do you think I would draw 'Black Sun' on my chest? How can I look like a Nilfgaardian?"

"Okay, okay, there's no need to be so grumpy. I just think you're well-maintained and look young. The goods are ready, how do you want to transport them?"

"Mind you, I don't like hearing your tone of treating humans as cargo."

"I don't care if you like it or not. Is the money ready?"

The cold wind blew through the long house, and the ice and snow whistled outside the window. Victor could feel that the sounds of people outside were becoming increasingly rare.

"How many crowns? Will hopes to get an appropriate discount for his large purchase."

"Go away, there is no discount! Do you want eight hundred crowns? I tell you, this batch of goods is very popular. If he doesn't want it, there will be many people who want to buy it!"

Blinking his eyes, the young man took out two full money bags from the herbal bag and threw them on the table next to him. The heavy impact caught Dag's attention and made him take the initiative to leave Victor's back and get closer to the money bags to count Krone's. amount.

The slave manager did not care about the greedy behavior of his subordinates. "The only problem left is to transport the goods. We will bring them over and hand them over to you. You'd better park your ship in the bay."

"No, just give me the key to the cell." Victor twisted his neck. The surface of the two bags of krona was covered with medicinal powder. Idago had the habit of biting gold coins from time to time to confirm their authenticity. He would probably have to lie down soon. .

The administrator was a little confused about the young man's statement, "Then, don't tell me that you want to drive them away on foot? Just you?"

"I don't care about those who fall halfway, Weir only wants the strongest."

"Okay, take it. If they run away, don't come crying to me for money. They are your property."

The moment he handed over the key, Dag next to him suddenly swayed and fell onto the table, splashing crowns all over the floor.

The slave manager was startled, and when he looked sideways, he unexpectedly took out Victor's steel sword from its sheath, inserted it gently and indifferently from his armpit, then slid his body behind him and chopped off his entire arm.

He let out a shrill scream and fell to his knees.

Looking at the manager's back, Victor's expression was half-smiling, a little twisted and tangled, then he picked up the towel on the back of the chair and handed it to him, letting him tightly cover the bleeding wound.

Then he took two steps and cut open the unconscious Dag's ankle with a sword. He pulled his clothes to cover the wound. The young man walked out of the house and breathed in the cold fresh air to calm down his agitated mood.

In this battle with the pirates, the bottom line he drew for himself was to "disable one limb," which meant that he could only chop off one hand or one foot at most.

But even if he was mentally prepared, the moment he actually started to kill someone, the joy that came from the depths of his heart still made him almost cut off the slave manager's head with his backhand. Then when he chopped off Da Ge's ankle, he made a smooth move with his sword. The desire that penetrates the heart is also throbbing and enthusiastic.

After pausing for a moment to calm down, Victor discovered that the slave manager's screams did not attract the guards. It seemed that the pirate's alarm system had been paralyzed.

And the assassination operations of Weegee and Angouleme have probably come to an end. In other words, Captain Victor's plan has been a great success!

The young man rubbed his chin with satisfaction, so this moment should be the so-called calm before the storm. Just when he was thinking this, there was a sudden explosion in the distance. There was no doubt that this meant that the assassination was terminated and the demon dust began to show its power.

Victory in tonight's battle is certain, the only question left is how long it will take to end it all.

Putting on the fox mask, mentioning Prometheus, the young man rushed to the battlefield.

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There was a faint light in the sky. They had been frightened by the explosion of bombs and the shouts of killing in the dark, wind and snow all night. The prisoners who were huddled in the corner saw the handsome and extraordinary young man approaching.

"The traffickers are here, we have no hope..."

"Wait! I recognize him, we are saved! He is Victor the Bear Breaker, the legendary Duwaqin. He is Turhiqu's friend. King Bran must have asked him to save us! "

Hearing the conversation in the fence, Victor smiled and opened the door lock with the key, "Yes, we are the Phantom Troupe. I am Dragonborn Victor Corleone. I accepted the commission from King Bran to come to save you. .

Don't be afraid, you are all free now. After last night's battle, the pirates of Tothheim have been wiped out, but I need your help to burn the corpses, clean up the environment, and avoid the outbreak of ghouls and plague. "

"One, more than a hundred pirates were all wiped out!?" A frightened captive asked after hearing the incredible results.

Victor tilted his head and thought, "Well, strictly speaking, it's not true. At least the pirate leader Hammond is not in the camp. We just tortured the pirates about his whereabouts, and it turned out that he took some of his men to pray on the nearby mountain.

I didn't expect that this guy is still a devout believer in God.

But don't worry, after arranging you and ensuring your safety, my partner and I will chase him and won't let him escape!"

"Thank you, thank you so much, you will live a hundred years." A young lady said with tears in her eyes.

A teenager about the same age as Victor cried with joy: "You are worthy of being the great Duwakin, I will never forget your kindness!"

"Yes, yes, let everyone know about your brave deeds!" The healthy woman nodded repeatedly with emotion.

Victor accepted the grateful thanks from the rescued with a smile, but he would not swell up because, after all, the reason he came here was still a personal vendetta, not justice. If Luv hadn't died from drug testing, the boy wouldn't have come here at all.

After spending time opening all the cages, the three members of the brigade divided the work and dispatched people to gather the pirates' bodies to the fire outside the town to burn. As for the remaining demon dust, thanks to the snowflakes all night, most of the stench was buried in the soil, and it would be naturally decomposed when spring comes.

The only worse thing was a pirate dormitory, which was the place where the first demon dust exploded. Even if the windows were opened for ventilation, the whole house was still filled with a strong smell until the end. They had no choice but to burn the house and the bodies together.

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Finally, all the problems were dealt with. The Phantom Troupe sent the captives to the village entrance and prepared to let them leave. Victor suddenly thought: "Everyone! Do you know a girl named Liz? She should be young, with long hair and pretty. She may have been a resident of Seagull Village before..."

After asking a few times, everyone looked at each other and asked each other, but no one knew anything about Liz. It seemed that there was no way to get information in this situation, so Victor spread his hands and let them return to their hometown.

The footsteps sounded, but it was the girl who had a comfortable life among the pirates last night, who came over to talk to Victor.

She was also a captive, but she was not sold because of her bright eyes, and now she is also a rescued person.

She whispered: "I know the Liz you are talking about..."

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