Witcher's Atelier

The sorceress Keira Metz is petite with long light blonde hair and hazel eyes. Together with Triss Merigold, she serves as the royal advisor to King Foltest of Temeria.

In addition, Keira also has a hidden identity-a member of the "Sorceress Assembly".

In the laboratory, the constant buzzing of the telescope reminded her that a video conference was waiting, so she had to get up and dress up even though she had not yet slept.

On the top of the three brass pillars, there is a triangular array constructed of telescope crystals. The mirage transformed after casting the spell allows people from far away to have face-to-face conversations with her.

Seeing the person who convened the meeting, Keira couldn't help complaining, "Oh, my dear Fei, can't you wait until noon to convene it again? You know it's only seven o'clock in the morning! God, I really regret not putting the crystal before going to bed. Remove it so that I can honestly say I didn’t hear it..."

In the royal palace of Redania, in the ornately furnished room, the crystals in the triangle formed by the telescope pillars hummed and resonated.

Philippa, who had black hair and brown eyes, didn't take Kayla's thoughts to heart. They had known each other for many years, and they had been together long enough for her to easily judge when the other person was really angry and when she was just acting coquettishly.

And Kayla was right, Philippa could indeed call the meeting after noon, but she decided to solve it before starting work in the morning, otherwise she felt that her reason would negate the current consideration a few hours later.

"Dear Keira, I'll explain my reasons, but please be patient. It's not something very important, so we'll start in five minutes."

Suddenly the telescope video ripples changed, and the environment was filled with experimental tools and corpse specimens.

Appearing in front of the camera, the woman with black hair and black eyes is Kaedweni royal adviser Ciel de Tanshavier. Her hairstyle is as difficult to see as ever. After all, few people would want to put two boots on their heads.

And her appearance made Kayla stop complaining and put away her smile, because this serious woman was both face-loving and angry, and she didn't want to offend her.

When chatting with Triss in private, Keira called Xi'er an "old woman who lacks love." She was actually very beautiful, but her weird hairstyle and stern and angry look were enough to make even the most lecherous man wither. I'm afraid only the legendary Megatron can help her man get hard.

Thinking of "Megatron"... Keira was very curious. This potion was really too strong. Ordinary aphrodisiacs had no competition in front of it. It was a pity that she had no friendship with the Temple of Meriteri. Otherwise, she really wanted to know how it was made. .

While Keira was thinking about it, Philippa and Xi Er were chatting for a while──

First, a Nilfgaard-style decoration appeared in the telescope. She was a sorceress in the imperial court. Ashley V. Anahim holds her pet, the black cat Merlin.

Then there is Dole, the hometown of elves. Bretner, Duchess of Flower Valley. Valley daisies. Francesca Findaby is recognized as "the most beautiful woman in the world", a title that dates back hundreds of years.

As well as the Aretuza Magister Academy, the dean Margarita Laux Antille, her dress is the most "sorceress" among them. Compared to her fierceness, even the goddess and Ning The marble statue of Fu will also be inferior to it.

Faced with these outstanding women in important positions in various countries, Philippa. Erhardt felt proud.

Yes, they are all members of the "Sorceress Covenant" at their own invitation, and that's not all!

Coughing twice to attract attention, Philippa, the jewel of Tritog's court. Erhardt: "Ladies... let us now begin the meeting. Although a few sisters were unable to participate, I will have the opportunity to inform them later.

Here’s the thing, I received a prophecy yesterday…”

Then she briefly described the entire process of obtaining "The Burning Omen".

After listening, the air became quiet for a moment─

"...Fei, I don't want to say this, but I think this meeting was a mistake!" Xi'er said seriously, breaking the silence.

Then a low sneer came from Dean Margarita. Her status and strength allowed her to do this: "Haha, "The Burning Omen"? The prophecy of the dragonborn child? Are you serious?"

Furthermore, due to their own reasons, neither Keira nor Ashley spoke, but even though they did not directly veto, silence itself was an expression of opinion.

"Wait a minute...please be patient. I believe there must be a reason for our owl lady to care." Francesca, who looks young and beautiful. Findabe said.

Take your time, Philippa. Erhardt tapped the table and took over the attention again, "Ladies, regarding Duvacin Victor Corleone, first of all, I must admit that I have made two mistakes with him.

The first time was when Bran passed away, in front of the gates of Keldro. Xier, Keira, I, and I knew the name of the Dragonborn, but we ignored him and missed him. In the end, it turned out that He is the man behind King of the Islands. "

Xi'er was mentioned by name as if nothing happened; Keira turned her head and rubbed her ears, feeling slightly guilty, because not only did she not miss it, but she was also invited to act together, even though she rejected him.

"The second time happened not long ago. Thank you Ms. Ashley for your selflessness!" At this point, she bowed slightly to the Nilfgaardian sorceress, who also bowed in return.

"She told us the details of the king's election in the archipelago, including the fact that the dragonborn may be able to foresee sporadic fragments of the future!"

Margarita, the principal mage who had not participated in the meeting before and was unaware of these circumstances, pressed her fingertips on her slightly parted red lips.

"I should have paid attention, but I was distracted by personal matters, and the other sisters didn't pay attention. Of course, I don't mean to blame. But I heard from him again, two months later."

Touching the zircon necklace unnaturally, Keira knew in her heart that someone was paying attention to the Dragonborn. Not only herself, but Triss must also be paying attention to her little boyfriend. But this time she was away for a month and a half, and she was mysterious all day after she came back. It seemed that after the meeting was over, I had to talk to her alone.

Philippa continued: "Ashamedly, it wasn't until the little boy invited him to the palace last night that I noticed that Victor was actually in Tritog, and meeting him brought me "The Burning Omen"."

After listening to the explanation, Valley Daisy. Francesca put her hand on her forehead elegantly, "...I...probably understand what you are thinking. Because of your past mistakes, you cannot be sure of your own judgment on the Dragonborn."

Magister Dean Margarita: "So you want us to participate and study together this shallow, childish, and obvious prophecy, ah - it doesn't even rhyme!"

"The focus is on the ancient blood," Ashley, who remained silent for most of the time, put down the black cat Merlin in her arms, "He mentioned the ancient blood, and we all know who he was referring to - Ciri!

And he's Ciri's brother, a fact I mentioned in the last meeting. "

Hearing Xili's name, Xi'er's sitting posture suddenly changed from indifferent to glaring, "Xili's younger brother? Is this news based on evidence? We have studied the family tree of Ancient Blood several times, and there shouldn't be anything left out. "

"Don't be nervous. He is the brother he recognizes from outside. There is no blood relationship." Philippa explained that she knew Xi'er's heart. They had worked hard to be a matchmaker for Ciri and wanted to bring the ancient blood into the royal family. Xi'er was one of them. The most enthusiastic, but the project went bankrupt before it even started.

Xi'er snorted coldly, "Bah! What the hell, my brother is obviously a wild dog from nowhere. Do you think others don't know? She would rather——"

"──That's enough!" Philippa shouted, "Don't forget, she is also a member of the sorceress coven. You can be angry at her ignorance or ignorance, but you should not try to humiliate her with words! "

Magister Dean Margarita Yoyo said: "She is a good child. Although she is not mature yet, she is a good child."

Xi'er. Germany. Tanshavier, hold your chest and bow.

Valley Daisy opened her mouth and softened her cheeks: "The past is in the past, the little girl will grow up eventually, maybe she now understands our original good intentions.

And there is no doubt that the ancient bloodline containing powerful magic is still important to the development of magic. Under extreme circumstances, she might be pregnant, and her father is the prophet known as the Dragonborn.

It is particularly noteworthy that this Duvacin has used his future vision to elect the King of Skellige, Caris. install. Quite.

So even if the prediction is naive, I agree that there is a need to exchange opinions on "The Burning Omen".

Throw some bricks and attract good news! Let me explain my understanding first.

First of all, the first sentence "When Hawthorne dies", as far as I know, Hawthorne is a homophone for cousin's son in common language, but if it means cousin's son, there is no way to refer to it, so there should be someone named Huo. mulberry.

Among the dignitaries of various countries, I have never heard of this name, or it may be that they are nicknamed Hawthorne. "

"Pfft!" The laughter came from Margarita, the principal of the mage. She was shocked when she laughed, "I'm sorry, I just think that people who use 'cousin' as their name are very creative."

Hearing the dean's defense, Keira couldn't help but chuckle along with her.

Philippa also laughed, then stretched out her index finger and shook it gently, "The matter is not that complicated, it is a family scandal, but it doesn't matter if I tell you sisters.

Novigrad's autonomy is a fait accompli. On the surface, it is ruled by Heimfa, the eternal fire, but underground, four gangs have their own territory, including a leader. Alphonse. ‘Hawthorne’. Willy. "

Ashley nodded with satisfaction, "This identity is enough to be included in the prophecy. Since Philippa has brought up the discussion, you must have a comprehensive idea. Please continue, don't let our ignorance based on geography become a joke."

Francesca opened her palms and gave up the right to speak.

Shaking her head, Philippa's voice was clear: "Actually, it's nothing. There are only three prerequisites. First, die in Hawthorne in Novigrad. This may refer to the death of old Hawthorne or young Hawthorne, or both.

Secondly, the burning of Temeria should be some kind of grand fire or riot.

As for the white wolf awakening in the third sentence, I intuitively concluded that it was Geralt of Rivia. Connecting with Ciri’s perfect answer, it is almost impossible to imagine other possibilities, but he died in Rivia two years ago, so could the awakening be that of Geralt of Rivia? Will he come back from the dead? "

Hearing the last sentence, Keira's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She found that if she wanted to explain Triss's recent weirdness, Geralt was a million times more likely to be more reasonable than her little boyfriend Victor.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and after a while.

"It doesn't make sense. At present, this is a useless prophecy," Xi'er straightened the fur scarf around her neck, "unless Geralt comes back from the dead."

Francesca: "As for the other two conditions, Hawthorne can die today or a hundred years from now, and the burning of Temeria, does it only refer to the capital Vizima? Or does it refer to the entire territory?"

Her words made Philipba, who was originally determined, slightly shaken.

Clapping lightly, Margarita smiled, "Ah... It's really gratifying. From this perspective, with everyone's efforts, "The Burning Omen" has begun to look like a prophecy, mysterious, ambiguous, and difficult to prove! Maybe I can modify the rhyme for it?"

The air was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere. Several female sorcerers covered their mouths and laughed softly, and even Philippa herself was laughing.

Xi'er's expression was still stern, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, indicating that her mood had improved and she had forgotten her previous unhappiness. "Let's wait and see what happens next! Everyone. At least we will pay more attention to this Dragonborn next. Fei, is he still in Tritog?"

"No... He left on horseback early this morning and should be heading south. I also received intelligence and thought about it again and again before deciding to hold a meeting."

Aishlei: "Additional explanation, as far as I know, Lidox has accepted the order and started investigating this Duwakin."

The name of the leader of the intelligence agency, Vatir Lidox, made everyone's face solemn in an instant. He himself was fine, but his actions represented the Nilfgaard Emperor Emhyr. Enris's will.

Squinting her eyes, Francesca elegantly picked up the teacup, "If you think positively, it's worth our long discussion for someone that Enhyr cares about."

Just then, there was a knock on the door, it was Philippa's room.

The Pearl of the Court of Traitor stood up and bowed elegantly, "Please wait a moment, it must be something very important, otherwise I have ordered not to disturb you."

She cast a spell to block the telescope, left for a short time, and then quickly brought back a document, her expression changing as she read it.

Staring at the document, Philippa's tone was strange and subtle: "Everyone, perhaps we are witnessing history, about how a prophecy is fulfilled. However, I began to suspect that this is a scam..., and I was wrong for the third time."

"Oh! What happened?" Xier asked.

"Hawthorne is dead. To be precise, old Alphonse Hawthorne Willie is dead. He was murdered by his own son, Cyprian Willie II, on his way to a poetry recitation three days ago." Putting down the document, Philippa had a look of disdain on her lips, "He is now called 'Hawthorne II'!"

"So the prophecy of "Burning Omen" is actually effective immediately? Or is it a curse?" Margarita whispered.

Picking up the black cat Merlin, Ashley bowed and left.

Francesca nodded and cut off the video.

Xi'er and Keira left one after another.

The telescope meeting that morning ended in such a hurry.

...

A few days later, with the prophecy of "Burning Omen" and the news of Hawthorne's death, Viscount Lidox knocked on the door of the audience hall.

He had a hunch that this extremely low-value intelligence would make him receive a scolding from the emperor, but since it was about Xili, he still had to report it.

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