Witcher's Atelier

In the pure white hall tonight, the dragonborn poet Victor first performed his famous work "The Return of the Dragonborn", and then sang a new work "He is a Pirate" to commemorate his life in Skellige in the past year.

In fact, famous people will get extra points for singing anything, and although these two poems are different from popular styles, the former is recognized by King Foltest, and the latter is also uniquely rough and heroic, so full of applause is inevitable.

Bowing to the audience, and then waving to Shani who applauded enthusiastically, the boy calmly and gracefully left the stage.

Back in the empty preparation room, Dandelion, who had finished the performance first, had already left. Picking up the personal belongings placed aside before going on stage, Victor's eyes suddenly became sharp because the herbal bag had been turned over.

The person who did it was quite skilled. At first glance, the placement was not messed up, and no items were lost. But the endless herbal bag, as a prop connected to Victor's spirit, no power can touch it without leaving a trace.

This means that he is being targeted, and the enemy who will pay attention to him should only be the Salamander Gang at present. But how can a mere gang send people to infiltrate the palace?

Besides, nothing is lost, which is not a good thing. It means that everything in the package is not valued by the other party. All they need is the alchemy manuscript. Only this answer is worth their risk of using the power in the palace!

While thinking, a voice that is not often heard but deeply remembered came, "Master Victor, why are you standing here in a daze? What are you thinking about?"

Victor turned around and saluted, "It's an honor to meet you, Your Highness!"

Under the candlelight, she squinted her narrow and long phoenix eyes, lazy and leisurely, with plump and red lips, fair and transparent skin, and the fragrance of pheromones all over her body.

She nodded in return: "Please don't be so polite, you can call me Yada, can I call you Wick?"

Getting the boy's consent, the princess smiled charmingly, waved her hand and asked Victor to sit on the long side of the soft sofa chair in the preparation room, and she sat on the short side. After sitting down, she naturally crossed her legs, revealing a section of her white calves, worthy of the title of "White Yada".

This posture immediately gave Victor some bold ideas. After all, the other party's reputation was not very good. Maybe he appreciated this youthful body! Want to exchange life experiences with himself? But why is Roderick here too? Is he planning a three-way exchange?

Just as he was imagining something rude, the Lily Knight took two glasses and a bottle of Dongzhidong from the wine cabinet, came to the table to set up, and filled the glasses for the two after opening the bottle.

Adda smiled with satisfaction, "Rod, please guard the door, I have something to talk to Wick privately."

"Your will!" After receiving the order, the Lily Knight left in response. With the boy's sharp eyes, he did not see a trace of anger or displeasure on his face.

Damn! This life of crossing is really unbearable! Every bad guy I meet has such good acting skills? Aren't you jealous? Shouldn't your face be pale or glance at me with resentful eyes? Or loudly protest that the princess cannot be alone in a room with a guy of unknown origin?

Things did not change because of his complaints. As Roderick left, Victor admitted that he was a little afraid of this woman when he was alone with Adda, because the princess's eyes were very bright, so bright that it was scary, and contained many complex meanings, some of which were wild, which the boy had seen in the eyes of the hungry she-wolf.

"Cheers to you! Dragonborn poet Victor Corleone, this is the first time we have a good face-to-face conversation. The last time we met was when the robbery happened. It was a terrible day!" This is Adda's opening remarks. She is beautiful and has a sweet voice.

Although she looks gentle and elegant now, Victor will never be deceived by her. When he was Batman, he had dealt with this princess more than once. She had commanded knights to chase him into the sewers several times. Anyone who treats her as a naive person will regret it!

"Yes, thanks to your protection, I was not framed by Tal."

The red nails were long and sharp. She stretched out a finger and gently swayed it left and right. "No, no, no! I was just upholding justice! After all, he didn't provide any credible evidence in the end."

The boy picked up the wine glass, "Justice is the most precious value, and those who uphold justice are even more precious. Cheers to the just and precious Princess Yada!"

She raised her glass with a smile, "You are worthy of being a great poet. You are very good at talking. I will be reluctant to let you go with such a sincere compliment!"

The boy's smile froze slightly, "Your Highness, please don't joke with me."

"I'm not kidding! I really like your poetry. Whether it's the return of the dragonborn or he is a pirate, that kind of unrestrained freedom is extremely attractive to me! To be honest, if I, Princess Yada of Temeria, invite you to stay in Vizima as a court poet, would you be willing?"

The boy secretly thought it was troublesome. The princess's expression and eyes were very serious. I didn't seem to have heard that she was a poetry lover in the past. Does she really appreciate me?

Victor smiled and replied with a calm face, his mind full of random thoughts: "I'm sorry, although this is a great honor, but -"

Glancing at the princess's predatory eyes, the boy suddenly stopped talking, and was surprised that the relaxed atmosphere almost made him say something wrong. He took a breath and continued, "--but poetry writing requires more experience, forgive me for not being able to settle down yet."

Yada came closer and stared at Victor's face. She was wearing a red low-cut evening dress, so when she came closer, at this moment she seemed not to be alone, and her elders seemed to be staring at Victor as well.

"You know what? I almost thought you would say, 'But I refuse!' That was the proudest thing ever said by the most unruly person I have ever met in my life!

And you know what? Although you hide it very well, when you smile, the upward angle is exactly the same as his. Don't move... it's just like you are now.

Batman! I finally found you. "

──Danger!

His heartbeat was racing. If he had known that he would encounter so many crises when he came to the palace today, the young man doubted whether he would accept the invitation.

His smile was still gentle and peaceful, "Princess, this is a misunderstanding. How could I be Batman? I also saw him that day, and he was much stronger than me!"

"Maybe! But my subsequent investigation found many doubts, which can only be explained by treating you and him as the same person. First, he rescued you that day, and then rushed out of the room. There were so many guards at the scene, but no one saw you and the bat at the same time. Xia.

Secondly, although the situation was chaotic that day, no one witnessed you leaving. As a bard under surveillance, this is also something that should not happen.

Finally, after you left Vizima, Batman never appeared again. However, there were rumors of Batman appearing in Novigrad, and the time coincided with your local activities. "

Undoubtedly, at first listen, everything Yada said sounded like a flaw, but upon examination, it became clear that everything was circumstantial evidence. There was no direct evidence to point to him, and there was plenty of room for denial, so the young man still remained at ease. look.

He raised his glass and sipped Dongzhidong, the best red wine in Toussaint, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I really don't understand what you mean!"

"Then can you tell me how you escaped that day, which route you took, or who you met along the way?"

"Sorry, I was too nervous that day and wanted to leave Vizima in a panic. I can't think of anything now."

Implementing "lenity for confession and severity for resistance", Victor knew that there was nothing to be afraid of if he maintained an iron wall. He was the bard invited by Yada. Social customs would not forgive the host for imprisoning the guest, even if she Not even a princess.

The air became quiet, and Yada's face turned to ice. It seemed that the desired result could not be achieved.

She knew very well that the person in front of her was no longer an unknown person, and Skellige would not sit idly by for his rudeness and injustice, and this guy must have something to do with Caris!

Look at his strong chest muscles, perfect abdominal muscles, and bulging lower abdominal muscles! The perfect lines wrapped in the Batsuit.

What a pity... It would have been nice if I had kept him last year. Then he would definitely not be able to refuse me and he could do whatever he wanted to him!

The princess let out a long breath and drank up the red wine in the glass. "Forget it, I won't force you. I should have expected that you won't tell the truth, but I still want to ask you a question. If you were Batman, wouldn't you? Busy denying, I mean assuming!

If you were Batman... I tried to capture you. But if one day I am in danger, as a friend of women, will you come to save me? "

Although she had long expected that Yada had nothing to do with herself, this question was still a bit strange. It fully demonstrated her willfulness and immaturity. But even if she had a bad reputation, she seemed to have done something outrageous and bad. Never heard of it, and she is a beautiful woman!

Asking himself what he thought of Yada, Victor shrugged his shoulders, "I guess that Batman is willing to help women in trouble when he can, and these small conflicts between you and him didn't really cause any harm. I I feel like he will help you!”

The frost on her face thawed, and the princess smiled sweetly, "Really! You are indeed right, then... I will look forward to that day!"

Thank you for your performance today. If nothing happens, I suggest you leave Vizima tomorrow for a while, or move to a trade area, such as near Natalis Square. "

Yada did not explain the reason for saying this, and Victor did not ask.

When she stood up to leave, she put down her raised feet. For a moment, she seemed to be able to see something, but in fact she saw nothing.

…

After a thrilling day, he went home at night and sat in the alchemy workshop, stirring things. The more he thought about it, the more chilling he became. "Did even Princess Yada know that the riot would happen? Is this whole thing not a royal family?" By default? Does Foltest want to take the opportunity to cleanse the non-human race? "

Trying to introduce new variables, Victor soon discovered that the information was insufficient and turned into meaningless fantasy, unable to derive effective conclusions.

Sure enough, it is better to let things take their own course. Let the king, nobles and their advisors handle these major national affairs. Getting involved casually is just asking for trouble.

Even if you want to participate, you should first go through the green grass trial to make your capital stronger, and have the ability to escape even if you want to overturn the table.

When I thought of this, the colorful light was dazzling, the wheel of truth under my feet retracted, and the epic sword "Golden Eagle" carefully crafted for Angouleme was finally born! Based on Nougatou's talent, with this sword paired with leather armor and accessories, he should be able to at least protect Shani and himself.

Putting the golden eagle into its scabbard, Victor heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. He looked up and saw that the person holding two glasses of milk was not the usual Angouleme, but Shani.

Unexpected and reasonable.

Not long after, on the folding sofa, the boy and his senior sister sat on one side, separated by a pillow, each holding a glass of milk and sipping.

"Did you tell the truth when you returned? Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have a good place in mind for mutation. The round trip time plus the fourteen days of trial, plus an extra day of delay, I will be back in seventeen days, back to Vizima."

"But by that time, you will be a witcher!"

"Don't worry, my trial will not affect your spirit, you will not become a cold-blooded monster, and you will not recognize money over people. I am still the same me, and you are still my senior sister, there will be no change!"

"No, you will have a lot of changes... For example, physiologically speaking, you will lose the ability to reproduce!"

"Think in a positive direction, so you don't need to use contraception. Speaking of which, I have long wanted to say that the current contraceptive method is not so reasonable. Maybe we can study whether there is a better way besides soup medicine to reduce the burden on the female body!

For example, we put a thin layer of casing on the male tool, using animal film to block the substances that make women pregnant!"

The boy became more and more excited as he talked, because he suddenly realized that this is also an invention that is beneficial to the world, and as the first man to invent condoms, he must be remembered in history!

Shani glanced at Victor and rolled her eyes, "Can you shut up? The kind of thing you described has already existed! And I'm talking about you losing your fertility, and you're telling me you can't get pregnant! Have you never thought about reproducing?"

The boy scratched his hair, "To be honest, I haven't thought about it at all. I'm still a child myself!"

"Then you're still so determined to go. I know you're determined now and don't think this is a problem, but what if you regret it in the future?"

"It's impossible to regret it, I won't regret it in this life! If you want to have a baby in the future, then study the means of reproduction. I believe that with my efforts, these can be overcome!"

"Then how many years are you going to spend, five years, ten years, twenty years? Or... a hundred years!?" The senior sister's voice was low.

Seeing Shani asking so seriously, Victor also evaluated in his heart. Speaking of this problem, it seems that it is not difficult to limit it to personal use?

The key is that after reconciling with Corleone, solving the bad guys now will stimulate temporary killing pleasure! I have to say that the effect is amazing. That day, I just killed Albert, and the mental power that burst out instantly, combined with my sincere desire, refined the "legendary" herbal potion.

So this problem is actually very easy. The premise is that you still have to wait until you finally want offspring, and then find an unforgivable villain like Albert, and get rid of him and sincerely desire, and through a "legendary incredible alchemy", you can naturally solve the infertility problem.

With the legendary power, even "holding hands to get pregnant" is not impossible...

Victor simply deduced the future and basically determined that reproduction is not a problem at all, but on the other side, Xia Ni saw that he didn't speak, but thought that Victor was speechless.

She said: "Give me a child!"

《＝ To Be Continued.

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