Witcher's Atelier

Same night, same castle, but the difference is that the person who used to accompany me has gone away.

The moonlight outside the window shines softly into the room. Baron La Valette, Arian, sitting at his desk, puts down the documents that seem to never end, pinches his nose, and lets out a long breath.

Opening the desk drawer, there is a letter with the cover saying "To my friend, please make sure you are calm before opening it."

A bitter smile appeared on his lips. Three days have passed, and now he should be calm. The baron cut open the envelope with a letter opener and began to read.

《Message written on exquisite letter paper》

"Aryan, my friend! Do you remember when we attended the celebration banquet of Sucruz at sea?

You said to me at that time: 'If being angry is useless, then don't be angry!'

That's what I want to say. From my point of view, I don't think there is any problem with this. It's just pure love between men and women. Besides, they are all adults and they know what they are doing. I heard that in Vizima..."

After a long while, Aryan put down the letter paper. No wonder Wick said that he had to wait until he was calm before reading it, because if he was still angry, reading this letter would definitely add fuel to the fire.

But now it seems that I can understand the intention of this friend. In fact, what he really wants to say is that you don't need to care about this matter. He doesn't take it to heart at all.

With a relieved smile, he lit the letter paper on the candlelight. Counting today is the third day of the journey. Tomorrow Wick will arrive at "Zapopan". I believe that the village chief will give help when he sees his letter of introduction. I sincerely hope that everything goes well for him.

The same night, the same moonlight, and the different Daozuo camping.

Although the comfort level could not be as good as in the city, the boy would not deliberately treat himself badly. Anyway, the condition of the herbal package was naturally spacious, the bedding was warm, and the food was up to standard.

Beside the campfire, Victor took out the "microphone" and rubbed it. This was a tool he borrowed from Kayla after reaching an agreement with her a few days ago. The function was to allow the two to talk at any time.

Can you talk at any time? It's like a magical artifact!

Of course, there is no such good thing. Such a convenient tool has many limitations, such as limited signal distance, magic power consumption during talk time, distortion of speech, and easy interference... etc.

So this thing found from the elf ruins, although it is called a secret treasure, she actually doesn't use it normally.

However, despite many shortcomings, the practical significance of this homemade radio still makes the boy very happy.

At least he is now treated as a king, with a magic consultant who can consult at any time. Even if the other party's attitude is not very good, as long as he says more nice words, she is still willing to help him answer.

Or like now, before going to bed, communicate through the microphone and ask for the information that I asked Kayla to find out.

Putting the magical device with a hexagonal iron box on his knees and starting it up, Victor aimed at the position that looked like a microphone, "Buzz... Woo... Test, test, can you hear me? This is the handsome brother on the beach, please answer if you hear me."

After a few seconds of rustling, Kayla's completely distorted voice sounded: "There is no need to use code names for one-to-one calls, and you don't even think about how old you are now, why do you use such an idiotic name?"

"Do you really want to know? To be honest, I have a young soul in my heart, strictly speaking, I will only be two and a half years old next month!"

"(A word that a lady would never say)!... You are really a fool."

Watching the crackling of the fire, the boy smiled.

"The fate of the 'truth' is to be distorted. By the way, I am near Zapopan, and I will go to the village chief tomorrow. Is there any news about the matter I asked you to do?"

Soaking in the warm water bath, the sorceress fiddled with the petals on the water.

"...I don't know the intelligence of the Knights, but the royal family has recently had a few sporadic cases of dismemberment in the mountains. The first report was indeed from Zapopan, and the subsequent cases were all around it, but there was no follow-up tracking...

Damn it! What is Roderick doing? Yada doesn't seem to care. It seems that I have to suggest to the king to bring Tal back."

"It doesn't matter. Knowing the origin of the dismemberment case is very helpful. As for Mr. Tal, it's better for him not to come back. He has too deep a prejudice against me. I sincerely hope that he can rest for a few more years. I believe the nobles think so too."

Sipping Fiorano Rose Red, it seems that I can see Victor's serious hypocritical performance when he speaks.

"We all know whether it is prejudice or not! And don't forget that you are my partner now. You should learn to think for Temeria. The unqualified intelligence director should give up the position as soon as possible."

Closing your eyes and sipping milk, it is easy to imagine the fierce look of Keira when she speaks.

Then the two chatted for a while and confirmed that there was nothing serious happening around Vizima. It was nothing more than the routine terrorist activities of the Scoia'tael, a petrified chicken snake running into the sewer, and a fight in the village. They ended the call.

…

Vizima Castle──

Walking out of the bath, the magic light flashed, and the clothes quickly covered the sorceress's body. After answering the telescope call from Triss, Keira told her everything that had happened recently.

From national affairs to court gossip, Nilfgaard's harassment, Rodrick's incompetence, strange new monsters, and even the embarrassing incident of bumping into King Foltest having a picnic in the garden a few days ago.

The detailed communication naturally did not miss the prophecy that Victor gave to Philippa. But due to some inexplicable mentality, she neither asked Triss about Geralt nor told her the detailed answer she got from the boy. She wanted to keep this secret to herself for a while.

On the other side──putting away the microphone, the boy was slightly puzzled. In his impression, the Lily Knight Roderick was also smart and capable. Even if he was in a different profession, he should not be so careless. Triss seemed to have complained to him.

After entering the tent, Victor did not rush to lie down and sleep. In the conversation with Keira just now, she mentioned that the boy should think more about Temeria, which suddenly aroused some of his thoughts, so he closed his eyes and sat upright and began to meditate.

All thoughts were silent, and he asked about his true heart.

Although he was very sure of what Keira said, he was not as confident as he seemed. For example, he did not know how Temeria was destroyed. The cooperation with the sorceress could be said to be a free gift.

Perhaps others would think that he could continue to receive revelations, but only he knew that the upper limit of his foresight ability had long been locked.

The next prophet that could be used was probably the Principality of Toussaint, where the "Blood and Wine" expansion took place.

As for the "Heart of Stone" expansion, the background of the event would have to wait until the North and the South went to war again before it could be used.

In addition, in the Velen area, there would be countless occasions where he could foresee the future after the war.

But if he could help, he would not mind assisting within his ability, or even preventing the destruction of Temeria. Those prophets who were built on the suffering of others would not be needed.

It would be better if the prophecy alluded to a riot or a fire. After all, with the invasion of Nilfgaard, the Velen area that had traveled through would collapse into chaos and turn into a miserable world of food shortages and the survival of the fittest.

Considering the attitude towards Temeria, another problem that bothered Victor was time.

Many signs hinted that the boy's time was running out, the most obvious of which was the death of "Hawthorne".

The development of the murder incident is inevitable. He would not think that Alphonse's IQ would be reduced because he knew him, which led to his early death by his son Cyprian. He should have the courage to admit that the original five-year development assessment was too optimistic.

We must prepare for the worst. I am afraid that there will not even be three peaceful years in the future, which can allow alchemy to be promoted to master or even sage smoothly.

The last thing to worry about is the sharp edge of the sword of destiny, Geralt of Rivia, the local detective Conan. His appearance means that death and storm are around.

Logically speaking, he will awaken his lost memories in the next few years with his experience and encounters, and become the "white wolf" who is invincible as a father and has a daughter.

The problem is that the witcher was sent to Vizima by Vesemir, which made the boy feel a little guilty. Last year, he was in the capital of Temeria, doing all kinds of things, bats flying around, and he didn't know if he had the opportunity to snatch Geralt, and whether it would affect the timeline of his memory recovery.

The most obvious person who has fallen into the butterfly effect is King Bran, but with the efforts of "Duwakin", the train that almost derailed Skellige was brought back on track..., so... probably... it should be okay.

…….

"Don't be afraid of change. Losing control won't matter. We oppress all living things!"

...! ?

"Corleone! Was that you just now?"

He opened his eyes... everything was silent.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Normal people really shouldn't talk to themselves.

Lying on his back on the bed, Victor slept soundly and slept like a baby until dawn.

……

Zapopan, a small village in Temeria south of the Pontar River, is famous for its handicrafts, especially umbrella making.

In the morning, Victor walked into the town. The village was not big and the villagers came and went frequently, so he had just bought several bamboo umbrellas when the village chief heard the news and came.

He was tall and strong, which surprised the boy. His physique was excellent, but the village chief was better, and he was a bald man without eyebrows.

He had no beard, wore a black robe, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Hello, traveler from afar, I am the village chief Bowerman."

"Victor Corleone, maybe you need to take a look at this first." The boy smiled and handed the letter of introduction written by Aryan to the other party.

Unexpectedly, this tough village chief in a remote place could read. He took the letter and read it quickly, and then a friendly smile appeared on his face.

Bowerman waved to Victor and walked deep into the village. "Thank you Melitari, I will arrange a place for you to rest. The villagers are very scared about the horror that happened during this period. It's great to get the help of the master."

The boy touched his nose and followed the village chief along the path. Although it should not have rained in the past two days, the air felt a little humid.

As he walked, Bowerman said, "The first incident happened more than 20 days ago. Chris, who went out to chop wood, did not return home. We went out to investigate and only found a pool of blood and some broken meat and bones.

This happened every one or two days afterwards. The dead were eaten to pieces. So now everyone dares not leave the village unless they have nothing to do. If they go out, they act as a group."

Victor estimated the time in his mind, which means that the group of robbers started conducting animal experiments almost as soon as they came back from stealing the secrets.

The reason why the experimental objects appeared in the forest is also very suspicious. If it is improperly managed, it is very bad. If it is intentional, it is more troublesome. It means that the bandits are consciously testing the power of biological and chemical weapons.

Speaking of the more well-known gangs in Temeria, the young man only knew the two gangs of Vizima's Salamanders and Rams. He thought in his mind and asked: "Village Chief, do you know about the Salamanders Gang?" Haven’t you heard of them operating nearby?”

Victor noticed that Bowerman's tall back shook when the name of the Salamander Gang was mentioned.

"No! No, I have never heard of it." The village chief replied flatly.

The covert response was that he had not heard of the Salamander Gang at all, which made him even more suspicious.

Raising his eyebrows, Victor lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid of them, just tell the truth. There is a big shot in Vizima standing behind me! I actually came here to investigate on his order."

The boy deliberately did not clearly state who the big shot was, just to put pressure on the village chief. The unknown brought fear. If the village chief in a rural place like this mentioned a specific name, it might not be able to intimidate him, but only talking about the big shot in the capital. For other things, let him use his own brain to supplement it, and the effect will definitely be very significant.

Sure enough, after hearing what Victor said, Bowerman's tall back was shaken, and he stopped for a while, "..., I'm sorry, I really didn't hear it."

The young man did not continue to press, and he still did not know the role played by the Salamander Gang, but he was already sure that there must be a problem in this village. It seemed that he had to stay here tonight. Maybe the village chief would give some information privately in the middle of the night.

Victor was feeling a little anxious at the moment. He hoped to catch clues as soon as possible and determine the necessary targets.

Because since he saw the zombie dog, he has been very worried about those false imaginations. If they continue to be left in the hands of people who do not know how to respect life, they may cause extremely bad consequences.

For example, a certain article that left a deep impression on him──

"Green Grass Trial Conjecture Part 4"

Evolution, some people will interpret it as benign mutation, I have reservations about whether it is right or wrong.

But when it comes to organ variation, the intuitive phenomenon is to use it or lose it. We can find in caves that most dark creatures have very weak or even no eyes. They use other organs and rely on hearing or smell to replace vision.

An ordinary witcher's five senses will be fully improved during the mutation, so I guess that if the eyes are damaged and unable to participate in the mutation, as compensation...

... Relying entirely on keen hearing, maybe walking, running, even the sound of breathing and heartbeat cannot escape his ears?

I don't know, I think it might be a boon for people with disabilities, but first we have to deal with this damn low success rate.

──Handsome guy on the beach. Written in Kaer Morhen