Witcher's Atelier

"Lord's Order"

Anyone who sees a Nilfgaardian ship approaching must return to the village and tell me that they are not allowed to come near. What appears in the surrounding sea belongs to everyone, and we must snatch it together.

——Dona. install. Sindar

…

It’s hard to connect the signature I saw on the bulletin board in the afternoon with the old man in front of me. He has gray hair, a straight face, and is wearing the traditional costume of the Haimei family. He doesn’t look aggressive at all, just like a gentle and polite old man. Grandpa, he brought his grandson to find him for help.

As for Eutriger, the brown-haired and brown-eyed heir of the family, he looked to be only a little older than Victor. He was sitting reservedly next to him with a worried expression.

Finally, there is Caris, this lively little sparrowhawk who left a deep impression on Victor in "Yuriara". Her expression is also very heavy now, and she is obviously very concerned about the difficulties of the Sea Rose family.

The guards quickly cleared the tavern and made room for conversation. Caris couldn't wait to explain the trouble that happened on Indalsfelda Island.

"Duvacin, we need your help. Swaani is now trapped in Freya's Garden, trapped by a damn beast 'Morkvarg', and no matter what, we have to get rid of it." She saves it."

Swani. install. Cinda! ? Thinking back to the woman who looked like the God of War, Victor was sure that he could not defeat her without drinking the potion. It was not just pure force, but also some different kinds of grace in her.

"I have met Swani. The blessing of the goddess Freya is reflected on her. According to common sense, ordinary monsters will not be her opponent at all." The young man said calmly.

Caris nodded, "Yes, since she was trapped, the soldiers of the Haimei family have killed Mokvarg many times, but the curse has brought him back to life again and again."

"A curse that resurrects monsters!?" Victor raised his eyebrows and asked, "Tell me the details. Do you know the exact content of the curse? Who else cast it?"

"The one who placed the curse... was the Priestess Uf. The curse made Morkvarg never leave the garden. Even if it was killed, it would still return to the garden."

"The curse placed by Priestess Freya? To be hated by the clergy is not a simple matter. What on earth is that guy Mokwag!?"

Caris turned her head to look at Dona, and after their eyes met, the lord nodded.

She said: "He was not a monster, but a human being. He was the worst guy in the history of Skellige. He desperately attacked his family's land, stole gold, and killed pregnant women and children who were about to give birth... "

"Ah, I know this guy has completely lost his humanity."

"Yes, but since Morkvarg was expelled, he has not dared to set foot in Indalsfell. People say that the only thing Morkvarg fears is the wrath of the gods.

So not long ago, when Swaani was away, he landed on the island and wreaked havoc on the goddess's garden, trying to prove to people and himself that the rumors were wrong...

At that time, the priestess Uf blocked Mokvarg's way. He inserted the sharp blade into Uf's ribs and pushed her to the muddy ground. The priest, bleeding profusely, cursed Merkvarg and turned it into a monster. "

"Can you be more specific? There are many types of monsters?"

Caris shook her head, saying that she didn't know, and looked at the energetic old man.

Lord Donar: "Sorry, I don't know about this, because I have never seen him, or I can call Aina, the son of Torda, to ask you. He witnessed Morkvarg and his men destroying the garden. "It's a pity that he was the only surviving pilgrim that day."

Victor picked up the wine glass and drank it dry, "No need for now... Prepare three good horses. My partner and I will try to get Swannie out of the garden. According to you, although she is trapped , but can still last for several days.

From this point of view, no matter what kind of monster Mokwag is, it is nothing extraordinary. Perhaps resurrection is a troublesome ability, but he cannot block Duwaqin's path. "

Seeing the young man's confidence and arrogance, the little Sparrowhawk's eyes lit up, "Lord Dona, please give us four horses. I am willing to go with the Dragonborn as a guide, and I will definitely rescue Swanee!"

The lord of the Haimei family was like an ordinary grandfather at this moment. He stood up and bowed, "I leave everything to you!"

Otrig also stood up, with a serious look on his face, "I'll leave it to my sister. Please rescue her."

…

Late at night the next day, the Phantom Troupe and the four Little Sparrowhawks arrived at Freya Gardens. The once beautiful place was now deserted, eerie, dilapidated, and Morkvarg's group really did a good job.

Inhaling the stench wafting from the air, and the slight tingling sensation from the mist on his skin, Victor shook his head and sighed, "What a terrible place...ghouls, demons, plus there's a The unknown monster can be resurrected, no wonder the Haimei family can’t do anything about it.”

Although she had heard many reports beforehand, it was only when she came to the scene, saw the looming green light in the garden, and heard the chaotic roar in the distance that Caris realized how bad the situation was.

She asked seriously: "Do you have any idea? When I arrived on the island, the lord knew that the situation was serious and had already sent people to Yuriala and Keldro to ask the druids to come for support. If they were not sure... "

Ignoring her question, Victor walked around the stone wall and iron fence of the garden, looking into the blue light inside, inspecting the blood stains on the outside, thinking silently.

On the other hand, Angoulin next to him looked calm. He held his best friend's shoulder and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, Wick will say that, which means it's okay. We in the Phantom Troupe are experts."

Caris turned to look at Weegee, and found that the rogue also had a nonchalant look on his face, looking around with his sword in hand. After three dozen Sirens on the Warrior's Path, the Fairy Carnival Night in Edberg, and the Battle of Tothheim, he had no doubts about the Dragonborn's victory.

Not long after, the young man returned to the group, glanced at Caris, and suddenly said, "Can I trust you, right? The daughter of the Quite family."

Caris's face suddenly turned red, and the veins on her forehead popped out, and she protested, "The people of the Quint family... you can trust them absolutely!... Just like my father said, if necessary, I will use my life to Keep your promises.”

Victor waved his hand, "Don't be so excited. If you stay here and wait for us, you will definitely not agree. So there are two things. First, I have a space folding bag, and second, I am an alchemist."

The princess of the Kuite family didn't pay much attention to it. She patted her chest and said, "I promise never to tell anyone."

The young man smiled and said nothing more. Anyway, he didn't care about secrets as much as before. After all, things are different now. After accepting Corleone's gift, the potential of alchemy is gradually being realized into strength.

He took out twelve tubes of potion from the herbal bag, divided a set of three tubes into four parts, and then he took his own three tubes and started drinking, "Drink! It will make you faster, harder, and longer!"

Seeing the potion, the girl's eyes suddenly shone. Ever since Vizima challenged the vampire girl, she hasn't used this three-piece set of Blizzard, Thunder, and Tawny Owl for a long time. Looking back, I really miss the faster reaction and stronger strength. The feeling lasts longer.

He took his share without hesitation and drank it down tons and tons, not forgetting to greet his best friend, "Hurry up! This is a good thing, and Wick is usually reluctant to take it out."

After hearing the explanation, Caris saw that Weggie had also started drinking. Although she was still a little confused, she also picked up her share to drink. Then she was shocked and speechless by the energy emerging from her body.

Of course, as a princess of the Quite family, she had heard of this kind of potion that enhanced physical strength, but without exception, it was either poisonous or had strong side effects. However, neither Duvacin nor Angouleme had any reason to harm themselves. Could it be that , Victor is a true master of alchemy! ?

Before she could recover, the young man threw out four more tubes of sword oil and gave instructions, "Evil spirit oil. Apply it on the sword. If the evil spirit approaches, just cut it. I will immobilize the monster so that it cannot be invisible. Then don't do it after entering." Stay away from me, I don’t have time to play close combat with the ghouls tonight, just burn them all from a distance.”

Seeing Angouleme and Weegee both nodding in a matter-of-fact manner, Caris was completely confused. She didn't understand how he was going to "immobilize the monster" and what "burning it from a distance" meant?

Not long ago, she thought that Victor was dawdling outside and was afraid to go in. She didn't expect that once he started to act, he would be so decisive and sharp.

Before she could figure out the situation, the boy had already broken into the door.

…

Ghouls, corpse-eating monsters, Victor's old friends, whom they first met in Vizima Cemetery. It appears here, apparently because of the recent abundance of food.

When the stench and ugly and weird faces appeared in front of them in groups, even though Caris was brave, she felt nauseous.

She saw that both Angoulin and Weiji had expressions on their faces, and they plucked up the courage to hold on to their steel swords, preparing to deal with the ghoul's claws, and then nothing happened...

She stared blankly at the six monsters that were lit as torches, burning themselves to illuminate the darkness, but they only used one "luxurious dancing star". This name was told by her best friend in her ear.

It was not that she had never seen fireballs used as siege weapons, but when they were shrunk into instantaneous individual weapons that did not need to be ignited, they still remained so destructive. It could be said that they were almost as much a threat to a high-level mage.

Glancing at Victor, who looked leisurely, Caris thought she knew why he wanted to keep it a secret. Such a light and powerful bomb was a huge killer on the battlefield. The maker is as precious as the most beautiful woman in the country. In order to possess him, the ancient kings would not hesitate to launch a war.

She silently remembered what she saw in front of her.

Then the boy easily immobilized the demon spirit with another "Moon Dust", and let several people slash and hack to death. However, it did not surprise the princess of the Kuite family. It was just a small prop to deal with monsters.

The four of them quickly advanced into the depths of the garden. Most of the corpses were chewed by the ghouls until they were difficult to identify. Victor suddenly squatted down and picked up the traces left on the sword... while the other three were guarding him.

Picking up a piece of fur, the young man looked up at the half-full moon with a serious look on his face, "Werewolf...our Mr. Mokwag seems to be a werewolf."

When Angouleme heard about the werewolf, she suddenly became a little nervous. She had not forgotten what Victor told him when he talked about the werewolf in the capital of Temeria last year, "Don't even think about fighting him. He is dead. Run quickly... shout Help!"

Weiji and Caris were also horrified. If it was this kind of monster, and it could be resurrected continuously, then the defeat of the Haimei family guards would be very reasonable, and the warriors of their own family would not have done better.

Putting aside the wolf hair, the witcher apprentice stood up and took out four cans of sword oil from the herbal bag, "Curse oil, used to kill werewolves. There is no need to be so nervous. It's not the full moon. There is nothing to be afraid of. The second-generation alchemy potion plus armor enchantment , it has no decisive advantage, and the luxurious Dancing Star will make him miserable.”

As expected of Duvacin, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, a few simple words not only comforted his friends, but also made the princess of the Kuite family feel at ease, and her eyes looked much brighter when she looked at him.

…

In the darkness, a beam of light leaked from the hole in the ceiling, illuminating her as she closed her eyes in the cave to rest. The exit had been completely sealed by the collapsed rock and could not be opened from the inside.

Swani. install. Zinda, the eldest daughter of the Haimei family and the battle priest of the goddess Freya, although she was very reluctant, after so many days, she knew that she would die here in a short time.

Stumbling to her feet, she drank water from the underground river and ate the last of her dry food. It had been about six hours since the last time she killed Mokwag. The damn beast would soon resurrect and jump down from the ceiling again. Beaten to death by his own flail.

The battle priest shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know how many times he could kill it before he could no longer swing it...

"What a powerful princess. After all, it's a werewolf. Although it's not strong, you can beat it to death again and again. You are really scary."

The low voice of ridicule echoed in the cave. The voice sounded so familiar that her whole body trembled. Looking up at the cave, Swaani saw the smiling face that she would never forget for the rest of her life and would smile every time she recalled it - Duwak because. Victor. Corleone.

Disappeared from the entrance of the cave, a bundle of ropes fell from the ceiling, and then the hole was replaced by Caris's face and voice, "Hurry up and tie the rope around your waist. We will drag you up while Mokvarg is not here!"

Hearing the name of the werewolf and awakening from the ecstasy of being saved, Swanee hurriedly warned: "Be careful! It's almost time for his resurrection. You hide aside and let him come down to fight with me."

Then Victor's voice was clear and loud, "Oh, princess, what you said is really unpleasant. You didn't take me seriously at all. After all, I am also a Duwakein, a mere werewolf. Who are you looking down on with these words?" where?"

Caris's face disappeared from the hole with a shock.

"Besides, it's too late──"

“──Ouch…Ouch…Ouch…!”

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the wolf howled harshly at the moon.

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