Witcher's Atelier

Father's love is as selfless as mother's love, he does not ask for anything in return; father's love is an unknown and invisible feeling that only those who are attentive can understand.

A father's love is deep and heavy - a father's love is like a mountain.

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Keldro Castle under the moonlight, snowflakes flying, Victor. Corleone and Cratchit. install. Quite, the two were talking alone in the tower.

The lord looked at the dark ocean, "Why did Caris do this?"

"Because she doesn't think she is inferior to men, you should be happy. Like father, like daughter."

Cratchit shook his head and sighed, "I finally know why she went to 'Spikruger Island'. It was to gain merit and win more recognition. Children really get more troublesome as they grow older. On the contrary, Victor, although you are the youngest, What he has done has proven his strength and maturity.

Shirley's younger brother. Victor. Duwaqin, I have something to ask you. Regarding my two children, are you willing to listen to my request? "

Victor held out his hands to signal for permission to speak.

For the young man, since he learned about King Bran's death, he has been winding up and thinking about past memories and possible changes, so he can vaguely guess what the lord wants to say, but he should not predict these things. So he kept listening.

"At Bran's funeral and wake banquet, two families actually did not show up. The leader of the Brokval family, 'Udaric', did not show up, and the leader of the Todaloqu family, 'Harald Hound', also did not come. , and this is something that shouldn’t happen.”

Victor nodded in understanding.

Krach continued: "Udarek on Spikerug Island is said to have contracted a strange disease and behaved strangely. He often talked to himself, and seemed to be suppressing some kind of anxiety and fear, fearing something─or It’s someone. This change in him scares others.”

The boy crossed his arms, knowing that the "Possession" had just happened not long ago. The plot that Caris and Geralt solved together was the main plot, and it was caused by a very rare possessed demon that feeds on guilt. He was impressed by the solution.

"Karis wants to treat Udarek?"

"Yes, she believes that Udarek has been cursed and wants to solve this problem so that her achievements can be compared with Halma's and prove that she is qualified to be the queen."

"So you want me to help her? Is that too wishful thinking? I don't think the little Sparrowhawk will be willing to accept help from others with his tough character?"

"If it were anyone else, I would definitely be suspicious, but you are Duwa Kein. Caris didn't listen to what I told his brother at all, but when she mentioned you, her attitude was completely different from that of other men.

I believe she will consider your opinion carefully, so I would like you to advise her as a Dragonborn to stop her thinking. That's right, I'm going to ask you to persuade her to give up this plan. I don't trust Udarek and I think his current situation is crazy. "

Blinking his eyes, it was different from what he had imagined. The young man originally thought that the lord would ask him to help solve Udarek's problem, but he did not expect that he would be asked to act as a lobbyist and directly stop the little sparrowhawk.

"I will try to talk to her about Caris, but I can't guarantee the outcome."

"I know my daughter. If I can't persuade her, I won't blame you."

"Okay, you just mentioned that there are two things, one is about Caris, so the other is about Halma?"

Lord Kuite put his hands on the battlements and brushed away the snow, "Yes, since the beginning of winter, the weather on Udvik Island has been abnormal. Last month, severe frost damage occurred, forcing the islanders to flee in large numbers. We have recently taken in Many surviving Todaloqu families.”

"Even the 'Sky Controller' among the druids can only affect the weather in a small area; I don't think Halma can do anything about the frost damage that spreads across the island. Wait...the 'remaining' Todaloqu!?"

Krachi nodded, "Yes, the remnants..., the frost damage was already serious. When the ice giant suddenly appeared, leading the ice troll and the female siren to attack the village and massacre, the Todaloqu family completely collapsed. , Lord Harald Hound and his close subordinates are missing.”

Victor's mind flashed to the owner of the Newport Tavern, so perhaps his sad expression in the afternoon was not about the death of King Bran, but sentimental about the destruction of his family.

"Halmar plans to gather a group of brave warriors and take a boat to Udvik to defeat the giants so that the islanders can return to their hometown. He thinks this achievement can be used as his crown. But I am very worried about whether they are really I can do it, so I want to ask..." At the end of the sentence, Krachi's voice trailed off, seeming a little difficult to say.

"Want me to accompany him to kill the giant?" Victor's expression was calm. This request was considered a return to the normal development of the plot, and it was also Duwaken's specialty.

Cratchit paused slightly and nodded in recognition.

"Before I answer, I really can't help but want to ask, Cratchit, don't you want to be the king yourself? There should be many lords supporting you."

"There will indeed be many people who support me, but those who oppose me will do whatever it takes. I don't want to see that situation. For example, crazy Lugo might rather let a Nilfgaardian sit on the throne. Know when to give in. The tolerant ruler of our time, Bran, is on his way out, and it’s time for young people to take over.”

With a chuckle, the boy who was relieved of his doubts stretched himself, Duwake was fearless.

"I promise you, Krach, just as you promised me, I also promise you that Halma and Caris are my brothers and sisters, and I am happy to help them. For this, I have to ask you for a lot of materials to prepare. Perhaps Ermia told you that I am a very good alchemist."

Krach looked at the Dragonborn's expression with sincere joy: "Thank you, Victor, I will tell Arneward, and take whatever Keld has."

Bowed and said goodbye to the lord, the boy left the castle.

...

Returning to the "New Harbor" where he stayed in the snow, Halma was unexpectedly standing on the table in the tavern to give a speech, calling on warriors to go to Udvik Island to fight the ice giants.

Standing in the audience and looking at Quet, the boy admitted that he did have a unique heroic charm, and was the kind of leader that the Skellige people would like.

The atmosphere in the field was hot, perhaps because the boss was from Todaroqu, and there was an endless supply of wine and food, and the poets played passionate music. Yes, they were playing "The Return of the Dragonborn".

Now it was Hjalmar's stage. Victor had no intention of stealing the show. He pulled Viji, who was eager to try, and asked him to find a chance to privately inform Hjalmar of his willingness to participate and to prepare the Thousand Sunny in advance.

Then the boy went back to his room to sleep, shaking off the inexplicably moved rogue who thought the captain was fighting for his hometown.

...

Lying on the bed, Victor meditated sincerely and ignored the noise downstairs.

Father's love is like a mountain..., through the conversation with Krach and the whole day's experience, it turned out that there was a subtle difference between the real world and the memory. The game emphasized the proportion of heroic behavior so that the witcher could show his skills.

But in fact, what Little Sparrowhawk said was right. The main factor that determined the king's ownership was the exchange of interests between the lords under the table, and the so-called "merit" was not that important. To become a king, you just need to have a good reputation.

In other words, from the perspective of competing for the throne, Halmar does not need to deal with the ice giants. He has already proved himself and has the full support of the Quet family. Now he is willing to lead the team to Udvik, which can only be attributed to courage and responsibility.

On the other hand, although Caris helped the Sea Rose family to eliminate Mokvarg and was close to Swani, Sinda had her own candidate, Otrig, so she needed to assist Udarik to win the support of the Brokvar family.

I must have a good talk with her tomorrow...

After planning tomorrow's itinerary, Victor closed his eyes in the dark and prepared to sleep like a baby, but suddenly someone sat on his abdomen without any courtesy.

Although the time and place were unexpected, the experienced young man was mentally prepared, and the fragrance that rushed into his nose also verified his prediction.

Rosemary, dew from the ocean, her unique smell can be described as "warm and strong", like a breeze wrapped in pine cones and wood fragrance, bringing fresh comfort to people in this winter surrounded by haze.

The candle flame was lit with a flick of the finger. In the flickering light and shadow, the petite figure sat cross-legged and hugged her chest, sitting on Victor's strong abdominal muscles, looking down at the boy with the contempt of a king. It was indeed Keira Metz.

"Good evening, ma'am, you are still so beautiful."

"Haha, you have changed a lot."

The petite and slender female sorceress with long straight straw-colored hair was wearing a shirt and a pink chiffon dress today. When the boy looked up from below, the majesty of the elders made him feel very stressed.

"Uh...are you here alone?"

She stretched out her finger and poked the boy's hard chest muscle, "Yes, I'm alone. Do you still hope there will be three people?"

"Oh no, don't do that."

"Hehe, so you know who they are?"

"Not many people can speak for the noble Keira, and I know a thing or two about those famous sorceresses."

"That's right! The one who is responsible for speaking is Philippa of Redania, and the other is Xi'er of Kovir."

The sorceresses' voice was sweet, and the boy smiled unconsciously. After meeting again after a long time, she seemed no longer scary, and even a little cute. Victor knew that it was because of the change in his mentality.

After experiencing the ups and downs and growing up, he was no longer unknown, and he had anti-magic weapons at hand. If he fell out, it might be difficult to win, but he would definitely not let others rub him. So naturally, he had the leisure to appreciate beauty.

And, just as Victor positioned her as neither an enemy nor a friend, in Keira's heart, he was probably a friend rather than an enemy. Maybe she even felt that she was very good to him, and the boy should be grateful.

Judging from the sorceress's moodiness, she was indeed quite lenient to Victor. Even though the boy did not accept her kindness last time they met, she did not really do anything too much. From this perspective, Victor was grateful.

If it was Philippa Ehart or Xier Tanshavier who went there at that time, they would not give Victor any chance to speak at all. Either they would surrender or suffer miserably. On the contrary, Keira would respect ordinary people to some extent, or even have a little human naivety.

Her buttocks sat on the boy's abdomen, and her strong eight-pack abs supported it steadily. According to ergonomics, if she sat down a little lower, both of them would be more comfortable, but Victor hoped to live a long life, so he did not mention anything.

"You really made it easy for me to find you. I thought you would live in the castle."

"I thought that if you were rejected today, you should go home. Skellige's folk customs are so closed. There is no market for sorceresses here. I even doubt that you can really get any information. Wise King Foltest You shouldn’t have much expectations, right?”

Skellige has druids, and the supernaturals check and balance each other, and the northern countries and the islands are technically allies, so even the domineering sorceress must consider the consequences of reckless actions.

"As you said, the king really has no requirements, so Philippa and Xi'er have returned to their respective countries. There is no need to waste time on these barbarians. And the reason why I stayed is to know what happened to you." Having said this, Kayla sat down hard twice, but fortunately Victor's strong and rigid abdominal muscles could support her, "I really didn't expect that you, Duwakein, did so well and did so many things in the archipelago. event."

"As the mainlanders say: Skellige people are all pirates and they tell nonsense stories all day long. So please don't take the Dragonborn seriously."

"Hmph! Don't you think it's hypocritical to say this? I've watched you grow up, so I know what kind of person you are. You're not that simple, right, Batman!"

The young man said without changing his expression, "Although I admire the Dark Knight very much, I'm really not that person."

Kayla leaned down and carefully observed Victor's expression. At this moment, looking from below, it was not only overwhelming, but overwhelming.

After a long while, she shook her head and straightened up, "Why are you so annoying? Can't you just let me read your mind?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm not in the habit of opening up to sorceresses."

"I find that you don't seem to respect me very much. Didn't I suffer enough for you last time?"

Thinking of Kayla's skillful brass fingering, Victor acted decisively and followed the beauty's words a little without being shabby, "No, I respect you very much, but I'm just not afraid. After all, you won't hurt me, right?"

She glanced up and down with contemptuous eyes for a while, and finally stretched out her hand to pinch his face, "For Tris's sake, I really don't plan to do anything to you, but I want you to help me. Since I'm home late, I can't go back empty-handed." , tell the truth about what you heard at the banquet, or I will punch you a few times and then go back."

Suddenly an idea flashed through the young man's mind, and he thought that he might be able to use the power of a sorceress to solve many problems. "If you are not in a hurry, I have something to ask you for help. If you are willing to help me, I will tell you everything about me." Know the information.”

The sorceress blinked her eyes, with a funny look on her face at first, and then showed an expression that she had seen through everything. She jumped off the ground lightly, "Forget it, do you really think you can provide anything? It's just the inside story of the competition to choose the king. Those I already know this, so just continue to live well in this place! I will tell Tris that you are living well in the islands.”

The sorceress's pride and fickleness once again left the young man speechless as he failed to get a free striker.

The sound of the portal opening was loud, emitting milky white light, and she turned around with dazzling blond hair: "It's interesting to say that every time we meet, your identity is constantly changing. When we first met, Siegfried's The introduction was as a witcher's apprentice; the second time... you changed your profession to a bard; the third time you were a fugitive from Taller's mouth; and now for the fourth time, people call you Dragonborn; I don't think you will perish so easily. So next time we meet, what identity will you change?"

The young man replied angrily: "Maybe he's Prince Charming?"

Hear the answer, Keira. Metz giggled at first, then laughed loudly, as if Victor had told an extremely funny joke, and then her naked back disappeared into the portal.

After extinguishing the remaining candlelight, the room returned to darkness.

A little regretful, but also a little relieved, I have to say that the sorceress is really dangerous. For a few moments just now, if Keira really sat down, Victor would not be able to resist her. She was indeed very charming.

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