Witcher's Atelier

Freya gave us love, hate and power...May the goddess bless your path and never be disturbed by evil.

──Priestess Joesta

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With the sincere blessing of the priestess, the three of them rode leisurely south and knocked on the door of the village of "Lofuteng".

As Swani said, this village is rich and full of vitality, with a variety of supporting living facilities, including taverns, stables, blacksmiths, grocery stores, and of course the most important public hot springs.

Thanks to the temple and garden of Freya, there are many pilgrims and tourists, so as the largest village in the surrounding area, their hot spring facilities have been slightly commercialized and steadily divided into men's and women's hot springs.

A few days ago, Victor tried to soak for the first time and liked the spring water here. With his shallow knowledge, he judged that Lofuteng Hot Spring should be a sodium bicarbonate spring, because there was no smell of sulfur, it didn't taste salty, and the temperature was quite high.

So the boy communicated with his two travel companions and persuaded them to stay here for a few more days to eliminate the fatigue accumulated during the journey by using beauty care and promoting skin tenderness and smoothness.

Next, I will describe how Victor bathed in the men's bath. I will definitely be criticized for spamming, so let's cut to Angouleme and Caris and tell them how they bathed in the women's bath.

＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊, either code or light, okay, just pretend that there is no women's bath in this world, let's cut back to the men's bath.

Wait a minute!! ... After installing the harmony filter, it should be OK now.

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Wrapped in a bath towel in the locker room, Angouleme went out to meet Caris. Although she had lived there for several days, she was still not used to the king's new clothes. Fortunately, the little sparrow hawk was not used to it either, so she would not be too different.

Two women in bath towels appeared in the women's bath at the same time. It was obvious that they were foreign tourists. Surrounded by countless local elders, the two of them washed their bodies generously.

Then, according to Victor's proud bathing experience, he drank two large cups of light salt water and entered the "steam room" to steam and sweat and warm his body.

Open the thick wooden door, steam gushed out, and there were already two people sitting inside, who happened to know Angouleme and Caris.

The younger one waved to them with a smile: "Ha! What a coincidence, I actually met you here. Come in and close the door, don't let the steam escape."

This young and lively woman is called Estrit. She is only a few years older than Caris, but she is already married and runs a stable in the village with her husband.

In the past few days, Angouleme and her friends certainly did not stay in the village, but often went out to enjoy the scenery and hunt. They naturally became familiar with her when they went in and out of the stable.

Another kind and solemn older lady is Estrit's mother, and they often meet.

The two women in bath towels smiled and entered the room, closed the door and sat on the long stone bench.

Estrit scooped up a bucket of hot water and poured it on the red-hot stone in the middle, and the room was filled with steam.

The young woman knocked on the partition, indicating that a fire should be lit outside to heat it up, and then sat down and looked at Angouleme and Caris.

"You have been here for several days! Are you still not used to it? We are all women, so don't be shy. I have what you have." She teased with a smile.

Facing the teasing, Angouleme coughed twice, his expression was normal, "No... It's not because of shyness, it's just that it feels cold today."

Estriette made a face, "It's better, do you think I will believe it?"

"Okay, you kid, don't make fun of the guests, you have to respect other people's lifestyles." Her mother scolded.

Caris smiled and nodded to the elder.

Accustomed to being scolded by her mother, the young woman didn't care much. She picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off her body and easily changed the subject, "By the way, are you going to play nearby today? If you are going out of the village, I will ask Skaj to prepare the horses in advance."

Skaj is Estriette's younger brother, a sincere young man who helps his sister and brother-in-law run the stables.

Feeling his body temperature gradually warming up, Angouleme patted his cheeks, "It's okay, Wick soaked faster than us, he will come to the stable to say hello first."

The young woman nodded, "By the way, there are not many tourists like you who stay for several days in a row. Do you like it here?"

"Not bad, the people here are pretty nice, and Wick likes hot springs very much. He said that a few days of recuperation can eliminate muscle soreness." Caris answered casually.

Suddenly, Estrit's expression became mischievous: "Oh, speaking of Wick, let me ask quietly, which of you two has that kind of relationship with him? Or both of you?"

As if she was afraid that they wouldn't understand, when she asked the question, she actually made a circle with her left hand and pointed with her right hand, making an indecent gesture.

The little sparrowhawk suddenly felt the blood rushing up, and didn't know how to answer. Fortunately, the steam room was very effective, and her face had already flushed, so she couldn't see the difference.

Angouleme looked calm: "You're overthinking. Neither of us is. The leader doesn't fit my aesthetics and is too young."

The young woman immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "Do either of you like my brother? He's honest, he's the right age, and he has a nice beard!"

Angouleme and Caris were choked by this turn of events and didn't know how to answer.

"That's enough, Estrit. I know you care about Skajor's marriage, but that's not a reason for you to embarrass your guests." It was still the older mother who stopped him.

After getting some buffer space and feeling that his body was warm, the little sparrowhawk pulled up his companions and smiled and nodded to Estrit and her daughter, "It's nice to chat with you. Let's go out and take a bath first!"

The structure of the Luofuteng Hot Spring is a mountain-building with gaps surrounded by thick wood. After coming out of the steam room, there is a hot spring a few steps to the left.

Following Victor's hot spring instruction, after using the steam to warm your body, the next step is to enter the hot spring. Wrapping their hair in a towel, the two women started with a half-body bath, and then soaked their entire body after getting used to the heat.

Many local ladies who were coming in and out greeted Angouleme and Keris with smiles. After all, they had been generous and kind in the past few days, and they were regarded as high-quality customers.

The two of them chatted in the hot spring until their bodies were unbearably hot. After drinking a glass of "high-purity whiskey", they jumped into the cold spring, which was only about ten degrees Celsius.

When your skin feels tightened and you gradually get used to the cold spring, you will go back to the locker room to drink water, go to the steam room to steam and warm your body, and then take the hot soup. The whole process repeats for about two or three times.

He also practiced Professor Victor's bathing method. The only difference was that he replaced high-purity whiskey with hot milk.

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Late at night, after completing the night's alchemy, Victor opened the door and left the house leisurely, took his clothes and walked to the men's bath to take a bath before going to bed.

Although the hunting trip in the afternoon was not intense, he still sweated. For a boy like him who loves cleanliness, it is normal to wash a few times as long as he has the conditions. Besides, he will leave Lovoten tomorrow and head to Lucerne in the south. Of course, take the opportunity and enjoy it.

At this time, there was no one else but him, enjoying the huge space to himself, soaking in the hot spring. The young man closed his eyes, his mind wandering, and countless hot spring-related videos suddenly flashed through his mind.

Picking up a towel to cover his face, he sank into those precious memories, those harmonies that could never...never be seen again.

I don't know how much time had passed before there was a sudden sound of footsteps. The boy who had been attacked by Thales should have been alert instantly, but the footsteps sounded familiar, so he didn't feel anything bad for a moment.

Until the sound of water rushed, the man entered the spring and sat next to him.

Suddenly I realized something was wrong. I was thinking about hot spring memories just now, but now my dream has come true! ?

Victor didn't dare to take off the towel covering his face, and his body was a little stiff.

"Why did you sneak out in the middle of the night? Is this your secret way of keeping healthy?" Little Sparrowhawk's voice was soft and not as crisp and clear as usual.

As soon as his arm moved, he touched her warm arm, and Victor's body became even stiffer.

"Ahem, soaking in hot springs at night can help you sleep. Why did you come here? This is a men's bath."

"Anyway, there's no one else around. It's boring to hang out alone. You two can still talk, right?"

Victor fell into a slightly petrified state, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

"What you said makes sense. Let me tell you a story. You are a princess, so let me tell you a story about a princess who became a king..."

In the realm of harmony, the boy has always been a passive person. After spending time together, Caris has become an outgoing and good friend. He doesn't want to misunderstand her meaning, so he is determined to be invincible. Interesting story.

"A princess can also become a king!?" Sure enough, Little Sparrowhawk's tone suddenly became clear and clear, no longer as vague as before.

After successfully lifting the petrified state, Victor replied warmly: "Of course, what I want to tell is the story of the queen of Bell Town east of Serikania!".

There was a gentle rustle of water, "Queen of the Generation... Just tell me, I'm looking forward to it."

The sound of water splashing reminded the young man that he was wearing the king's new clothes. He fumbled for a towel with his right hand and stuffed it into the water to cover himself as if nothing had happened.

Then a warm voice floated in the hot spring, "A long time ago, there was an island called Britain, and there was a princess named Victoria on the island..."

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"...In this way, Victoria led the people of Britain to establish a prosperous era, known as the empire on which the sun never sets."

In the middle of the story, the two of them were still asking and answering questions, and Caris also exclaimed and sighed from time to time. But after the story was told, the other party suddenly fell into silence. It was because there was a whisper beside her, and Victor You might even think she had gotten up and left.

The wooden walls blocked out the cold wind, leaving only fine snowflakes floating in the air.

After a long while, "What an interesting story, that is to say, women are actually no worse than men... If men can do it, so can women, are you right?" Although her conclusion was female, her wonderful tone was very gentle. .

Feeling the power of the female boxer beside him, the young man answered cautiously and implicitly: "In most cases, that's true...but there is still some division of labor and room for discussion. At least men cannot get pregnant."

"Hehehehe..." After hearing his additional explanation, Caris suddenly smiled very heartily.

Then the next second, there was the sound of water rushing, and he felt the weight through the towel, and Victor instantly became petrified.

──I am Iron Man! ! !

"Are you going to help me get pregnant?" Little Sparrowhawk's wording was a question, but his tone was an affirmation.

The wheel ran straight over his face, the speed was so fast that the young man found himself speechless.

A corner of the towel covering his face was lifted, and she was kissing him.

The situation can be said to be on the verge of breaking out, but unfortunately at this moment, the wooden wall suddenly banged, and the shouts echoed in the hot spring, "Captain! Commander! There is an emergency!"

The voice shouting through the wooden board belonged to Veggie. He originally followed Swani to Larvik, but he actually appeared in Lovoten! ?

"Whoa!" The towel on the young man's waist was pulled away, and the weight also disappeared. After the sound of water rushing, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Pulling off the towel on his face, Victor's face was full of manly dominance, and he roared with a roar that was no less than a dragon's roar, "Vicky, you damn, shut up and go back to the hotel. Even if the sky collapses and the king dies, you have to wait for me to take a shower first!"

After the furious scolding, the iron boots stepped on the snow, and the outside of the wall returned to silence.

Even though he was scolded like this, Victor still got up from the hot spring and dressed quickly. He knew that Vicky would not come all the way to find someone for no reason.

He hurried back to the hotel where he stayed. After listening to the whole story, Victor's eyes were dull: "So... King Bran is dead!?"

Vicky nodded heavily, his expression solemn, with a bit of sadness.

Pushing the rogue away, the boy was slightly confused in his heart. No... This is impossible... I can't remember it wrong. King Bran's funeral and the subsequent six heroes' fight for the throne clearly happened after Ciri came back, which is the key plot of the game.

The problem is that even Geralt is still nowhere to be found. How could King Bran die? How could he die now! ?

The death of the king of Skellige is by no means a trivial matter. It will affect many things, trigger many changes, and even completely destroy the original impression of the plot.

"Bang... bang!" The door of the room was pushed open, and Angulan and Caris, who were notified, entered the room. Virgie was not traveling alone this time. He was accompanied by a guide and messenger sent by Swani.

After taking a deep breath to regain his composure, the boy turned his head and looked at the rogue, "So now it is basically confirmed that King Bran had a sudden heart attack at night, and then died after emergency treatment failed."

Virgie nodded again, "Yes, that's right. The obituary was sent jointly by the two families of Tulshiqu and Quet. After Swani received the news, she immediately sent me here to inform the adults and let the princess rush back to Keldra as soon as possible."

The boy pinched his nose and suddenly felt something was wrong. The fog spread in front of his eyes. Why did Tulshiqu's obituary have to be jointly signed with Quet, and why was the funeral site chosen in Keldra? Can't Yuriyala?

Seeing Victor mumbling in silence, Caris said, "No matter what, the leaders and relatives of the Skellige families will not be absent when this happens. I will prepare the horses now and rush back to Larvik to take the boat. Are you willing to come with me?"

The princess asked you, but her eyes were only on someone.

The young man raised his head. He had made a decision just a moment ago. It was about the reliability of the "prophet". He must participate in King Bran's funeral to confirm what caused his death to come early.

Victor nodded solemnly, "Let's go back together. As a Duwakin recognized by King Bran, I also want to send him off for the last time."

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In the middle of the night, the person who opened the stables for the group and led out the horses was Estrit's younger brother, a sincere young man with brown hair and brown eyes. His name was Skaj.

Lagging behind, Angouleme patted his arm and put a small bag of crowns into the young man's hand, "Thank you for your help in the past few days!"

Skaj smiled honestly: "You're welcome. This is what I should do. Welcome to come to Luofuteng next time."

The girl nodded in agreement.

Just like that, the Phantom Troupe and Little Sparrowhawk led their horses out of the north gate of the village and galloped eastward.

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