Witcher's Atelier

Regarding the matter of selling aphrodisiacs, Victor has no psychological burden - this is spreading joy and love, and I believe Angoulême does not have any. This wild girl is lacking in all four dimensions and only has righteousness, but this is not her fault. It's the environment's fault. This bad era has shaped her into this.

In short, since you have decided to recuperate your health in Vergen for a period of time, finding a sales agent is a top priority, and Zoltan is definitely one of the best local agents.

The fact that he didn't come to see off Lambert today was not because of bad friendship, but because he drank Lambert's farewell drink yesterday and was dragged to another stall to drink.

After counterattacking the Battle of Brenner against Nilfgaard and fighting against Vergen against Kaedwin, combat heroes like him are now quite popular among the people of Aedirn. They are usually either in bars or going to bars. On the road.

So when the Phantom Troupe came to find him at his home, he was lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

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The rise of the Phantom Troupe is still entangled in many unsolvable secrets to this day, but as long as you think that it is an organization founded by the Fire Sage, no matter how incredible it is, it is not so unacceptable.

Some scholars have reservations about this statement. They believe that the troupe was selected and supported by the sage rather than founded, because some of the actions of the Phantom Troupe are still controversial to this day, and this unfounded connection is a suspicion of the fire sage. A tarnishment of a flawless image.

At present, most records of the initial public activities of the Phantom Troupe are considered to be in the city of Vergen in the Upper Aedirn region, where the golden eagle Angouleme visited Zoltan. Qiwa is the beginning.

But this statement has also been questioned by many people, because according to Vergen's rumors, the Phantom Troupe appeared here to sell aphrodisiacs... This is obviously not in line with the style of the deeds spread elsewhere.

Excerpted from──"Biographies of Medieval Knights." Volume Five》

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Zoltan's residence is also a cave dwelling dug into the mountain. This punk-headed dwarf with a lush beard is a hopeless optimist, a staunch altruist, and a lover of spirits and vulgar songs.

He knows this because Victor has known him for a long time. Long before he knew Victor, he had won Victor's recognition in the game as Geralt's loyal friend.

After being shaken awake from his sleep, he fully demonstrated the informality of the dwarves and did not even ask why Victor and Angouleme were here. "Hey! Young man, you are here. Where are the Lamberts?"

The girl brought a glass of cold water over, and Victor pulled Zoltan up from the ground and sat on a chair, "He left a long time ago. Angoulin and I came back after seeing him off."

He took the cold water and drank it in one gulp, "Oh no! Damn it! I overslept."

"Don't worry," Victor said, "Lambert knows what's going on. He said he was sorry that he couldn't attend your engagement ceremony, but he would definitely come to you for a drink next time he passes by Vergen."

"Ha, witchers are nice people, I just don't know why you humans don't like them."

Victor spread his hands and said, "I have the same confusion as you." After saying this, he and the dwarf laughed together.

The atmosphere was just right, and Victor was ready to say a few more words before slowly getting down to business.

Angoulin suddenly interrupted: "Zoltan, this is the first operation of the Phantom Troupe! We need your help!"

This insertion was so abrupt that the atmosphere suddenly froze, and the young man was stuck in mid-air, not knowing how to finish his words next.

Fortunately, Zoltan laughed happily: "Hahahaha! White Wolf Hansa changed its name to the Phantom Troupe?"

This old dwarf really cared about Angoullain and easily connected to Angoulême's thinking circuit.

Angoulin showed a confident expression: "Yes, we also have a new policy. It's super cool. Listen up - the Phantom Troupe, walking in the world, doing justice, punishing evil and eradicating evil!"

Zoltan's smile became more and more satisfied, "Oh, there's rhyme, and I knew this was an incredible secret organization as soon as I heard it." As he said this, he stretched out his hand to give Victor a thumbs up. He was absolutely sure that this was not Angouleme. My brain can come up with it.

Victor felt that he was overwhelmed by the sense of shame... In order to appease Angoulin's random talk, it came back to him so quickly. Angoulin definitely needs to be educated more. How can the secret organization's program be shouted everywhere.

Just listen to Angoulin continue to speak unabashedly: "From now on, I will call him the leader of the regiment in private. I also have a new last name - Corleone. Isn't it very domineering? It sounds like a very powerful regiment." The elder gave me his surname, so from now on I will be Angouleme Corleone.”

Zoltan suddenly frowned when he heard this, and turned to look at Victor: "Even your last name? You..."

The girl interrupted what the dwarf was about to say: "Victor said that the name Corleone will be resounding throughout the world because of us..."

Zoltan was stunned by the girl's longing expression. He thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, then, ahem," the dwarf deliberately raised his chest and belly, and said solemnly: "Phantom Travel The two members of the group, Victor and Angouleme of the Corleone family, do you have any business with me at my house?"

Although a short but substantial period of shame had passed, now that the topic was on track, Victor, as a realist, would not linger. Instead, you should clearly show your strengths and prospects to the other party.

He put his elbows on the table, folded his hands on his chin, and looked sharply: "Zoltan, I have a drug formula that is easy to sell. I want to find someone to sell the product on my behalf. You can introduce me to some friends who may be interested. , so that everyone can make a profit!”

But after hearing this, the dwarf's expression was not as happy as the young man expected. Instead, his face was solemn, his eyebrows were knitted together, and his lips were pursed tightly, as if he had encountered something difficult!

This expression was obviously wrong, and Victor immediately shut up, thinking whether he had said the wrong thing or whether there were unknown factors.

After a while, Zoltan exhaled and said seriously: "I am an experienced dwarf, so I have to say, I can't help with weed powder! I don't want to touch that kind of thing, and I also advise you to stay away, although Nowadays, many young people think it doesn’t matter, but..."

"What happened to the weed powder?" Upon hearing this, Angoulam stopped immediately and jumped out to interrupt, as if he was the boss and I taught him how to be a good person.

Victor, who understood the situation, saw that the situation was about to become complicated, "Angouleme, shut up...Zoltan, you misunderstood...it's not weed powder! It's not that kind of thing at all!" He quickly explained it clearly in the shortest words, If you continue to let the girl talk nonsense, the misunderstanding will only deepen.

Upon hearing what Victor said, Angouleme and Zoltan looked surprised at the same time, with their lips slightly parted as if Victor had said something incredible.

Damn it! We're not a family, we're not in the same family, and together you both think I'm a weed powder seller?

Taking a breath, Victor calmly said, "It's an aphrodisiac! To be precise, it's an aphrodisiac potion! An erection decoction! A secret weapon that helps men regain their virility!"

"Oh..." Angoulin realized that he had just said something stupid and sat back in his chair.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Zoltan, who also realized the misunderstanding, had no way to escape and could only apologize frankly. However, he still tried to explain: "Although erection drugs are easy to make, they are difficult to make and their efficacy is unstable. You talked so easily and looked like a conspirator, so I misunderstood."

There is not much to say here. Some things are better than seeing them. Some things become your customers once you try them.

Victor took out six test tubes from the herbal bag and put them into Zoltan's hand: "Trust me, let your friends in need try it. They will tell you to call me 'Master Victor'."

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