Witcher's Atelier

"Frontline Temporary Command" in Vizima City Trade District, next to Natalis Square and opposite Vivaldi Bank.

Vincent, the captain of the city guard, walked heavily and headed to the guest room at the end of the second floor. He was deeply impressed by that room, not only because the bank robbery happened last year, but Victor stayed there when he was accused by Taller and awaited investigation.

And Batman also appeared from inside, sweeping away the "King's Eye" and indirectly leading to the resignation of the intelligence chief. Of course, it can also be said that he saved Taller. If it weren't for being beaten into a panda, it was so funny. The death of dozens of small fiefdom nobles in the bank that day made the king furious enough to execute him.

When they walked to the front of the house, the two guards on guard saluted the captain normally, but when they noticed the figure next to the captain, they panicked. The man waved them back a few steps and signaled Vincent to knock on the door.

After getting permission, the captain politely opened the door. Angouleme was sitting at the dining table, fully clothed, carefully wiping his sword with a soft cloth. He didn't see Ms. Shani at a glance, so he was probably resting on the bed behind the screen.

The captain nodded slightly to the girl, and she stood up and bowed in return. Then she sheathed her sword and walked outside the door to talk to him.

After Angouleme came out, Vincent closed the door and said, "It was such an uncomfortable night. Long time no see, Angouleme."

The girl blinked and her eagle eyes confirmed the captain's dark blue glow - the color of allies. "It doesn't matter. It's our fault to come and disturb you when you are busy."

Vincent Qian stepped aside and said, "Deploy the team to see your report. Mayor Verrelade takes it very seriously and wants to talk to you personally."

Turning to the bald man with a big belly and a light blue face, Angouleme knew that the mayor was a big shot. He bowed and touched his chest, "Phantom Troupe, Angouleme Corleone."

Verelad stretched out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you, madam. I heard that you helped a team defeat three 'Headhunters' at the Middle City Gate... and you mentioned in your report that they were called 'Lika'? "

After a brief greeting, we went straight to the topic. It seemed that the big man was quite anxious. Otherwise, according to Victor's teachings, normally a person of this status would have to talk nonsense with him for five minutes before getting down to business. Otherwise, it would be rude.

Fortunately, the girl also likes to speak frankly, "Yes, that thing must be Lika, an extremely dangerous man-made monster. Of course, it is also very appropriate to call it a headhunter. It mainly relies on hearing to hunt prey. They like to behead their heads."

"What is this 'artificial monster' you are talking about?"

"It means they were originally human beings. More than half a month ago, my group leader Victor came to Vizima on the road and met a mage in the 'Zapopan' mountainous area to conduct human experiments. He witnessed him mutate living people. Become such a monster."

After hearing Angoulin's statement, Verelad's face turned extremely ugly, "Why didn't he report this situation when he arrived in the city? Where is your captain!?"

"Ahem!" He coughed twice, and Captain Vincent approached the mayor and whispered a few words.

Then Verelad turned to the girl and his face became gentle again, fair and strict, "So that's it, I wronged you. Don't worry, I will find that malfeasance bastard soon! And now because of your excellent performance, I am ready to hire 'Phantom Troupe' services."

After being taught by the group leader, Angoulin lowered his head to suppress his desire to complain, and showed enough respect at the same time.

"The Phantom Troupe is at your disposal," she said.

The mayor chuckled with satisfaction, "Vincent will give you the details of the mission! Temeria will not forget your efforts, and the rewards will satisfy you!"

After speaking, he patted Angouleme's shoulder armor encouragingly. He walked away with a brisk pace that was not consistent with common sense.

Watching Verrelade go away, Vincent turned to Angoulin with a smile, "Don't worry, everything is happening one after another during this period, and the mayor has no intention of reading the report."

The girl spread her hands and shrugged, "I don't care, I believe the mayor will find that derelict bastard soon!"

Hearing her subtle sarcasm, the captain's smile turned into a bitter smile.

…

"Witchers are also called witchers. They are a group of mysterious elite soldiers who serve as warriors and priests. In folklore stories, witchers have magical abilities and powers beyond ordinary people to fight against evil spirits, Monsters and other harmful forces.”

──World Encyclopedia, Volume 15

…

"Get out of the way! Shut that bitch, you idiots!"

The outskirts of Vizima. After scolding the mercenaries to separate the team, the leader who appeared in front of Victor was suddenly a woman. This tall and slender warrior, with gray hair tied into long braids and two thick and deep scars on the left and right sides of his face, made her Looks ferocious.

The mercenaries were obviously afraid of her, so they backed away and really stopped saying weird things.

Face to face with the witcher, she frowned slightly and then relaxed, "Thank you for your help, witcher! Your eyes are completely different from those I have seen before. I am White Lyra, the leader of these fools, please Don't pay attention to their nonsense."

Laila's words were polite, but her voice seemed gritty and had an uncomfortable coldness.

Her name stirred no memory, and neither did her appearance. Victor didn't care that a mercenary captain had a cold tone, or that cold-bloodedness was the norm. Being able to say a proper thank you speech proved that he was of good origin.

"I am the witcher Victor Corleone. What is the situation in Vizima now? And why were you attacked?"

"Sorry! I can't answer you this question. We just finished hunting and were on the way back. This is the first time we've seen this kind of monster." The corners of her mouth rose, and the two scars became more and more sinister. "But you used your roar correctly to deal with them. Come here." He shouted "Lika" again. Is that the name of this monster? "

The young man couldn't help but look at her. She was indeed a mercenary leader. He didn't expect to notice all the key points in such a chaotic situation.

"This is a man-made monster, derived from the mages of the Salamander Gang. I reported it to the city guards and knights half a month ago, so I was surprised that there would be a large number of them."

In response to his explanation, the female mercenary nodded in approval, "I understand, Witcher, if you want to go into the city now, I suggest you come with us. We have a boat that can cross Lake Vizima."

Just as he was a little worried that there were no boat trips at this time, Victor decisively accepted Laila's invitation.

After a while, a mercenary group of more than sixty people boarded the boat in an orderly manner and rowed to the other side of the lake.

As the ship approached the city, the expressions of everyone on board became more and more solemn. After observing with binoculars for a while, the mercenary captain drew his sword and slashed at the side of the ship with hatred, and shouted loudly: "Everyone speed up! It's a riot by the inhuman race, it must be another one." Those scoundrels from the Scoia’tael, we must kill them all this time!”

The strong resentment in Laila's tone left a deep impression on Victor, but he had no intention of asking. He knew from the time he advised Toluvel that a lot of hatred in the world cannot be resolved.

But when the sun rose and the ship docked, and saw what the mercenaries who got off the ship did first, he couldn't help but call out to the mercenary captain.

"Laila, tell them to stop, you are killing civilians!"

"These elves are Scoia'tael reservists... No! They are Scoia'tael. They will kill people when they get weapons. We just strike first!"

In just a few words of conversation, the dozen or so elves who had been squatting and shivering on the shore were found lying dead with their eyes open. They were in ragged clothes. They were probably people from the slums and fled to the shore because they did not want to be involved in the riot.

And these mercenaries want to cut off their heads! ?

Victor suddenly clenched his fist.

Feeling the anger on the other side, Laila held down her sword and raised her hand. The mercenaries around her immediately cocked their crossbows and turned their attention.

Blowing the whistle, she crossed the scar on her face with her left hand, "Witcher, do you have any objections to our approach? Could it be that you are a lover of inhuman races?"

In this day and age, "lover of non-human races" is not a friendly term, but a ridicule with some malicious intent.

Victor shook his head. After the anger passed, he was not ready to go to war with this group of people. He wasted limited bombs on them. Not only could he not save anything, but it would also cause a lot of trouble in the future.

"Then don't act so misunderstood! Do what you should do and maintain your neutrality." The mercenary captain said coldly.

Looking at her deeply, Victor couldn't tell that White. Laila was wrong, so she could only be put on the list of people who could die without saving her.

Turning around, the witcher ran towards Vizima City without looking back.

…

"My biggest shortcoming is unbridled altruism. I can't help others when I see them in trouble.

But I'm a sensible dwarf and I know I can't help everyone. If I really do this, it will be just a drop of water into the ocean for the entire world and all creations living in it.

In other words, it’s a waste of effort.

Therefore, I decided to only help specific people so as not to waste my efforts.

I give priority to helping those close to me. "

──Zoltan. Ziva

…

Heading to the Brigade House in the Temple District, Victor witnessed countless crimes along the way, including inhuman races against humans, and humans against inhuman races.

He considered acting bravely, but suddenly he remembered what Angoulaine said when she left the floating port and went camping in the jungle last year, imitating Zoltan. It seems appropriate to apply it here.

Trying to help everyone is in vain. The logical choice is to find Shani and Angoulin, and then figure out what to do when we have enough energy.

Running forward, fortunately, he has a pair of mutant eyes and a fully armed lone male. He is quite intimidating in the sun and is not easily entangled.

So after a period of time, the witcher successfully arrived at the brigade's home, and used his extraordinary five senses to search for clues at the ruins of the burned-out house.

He quickly determined that the riot started last night, and the two of them immediately hid in the house. It wasn't until the house was set on fire indiscriminately in the middle of the night that Angoulin was fully armed and protected Shani from leaving.

Then taking a breath, Victor found the scent of his senior's rowan flowers among countless mixed smells. His pupils dilated and zoomed, and he could vaguely see the girl's footprints.

Following the clues step by step, the young man reconstructed their actions last night in his mind, taking detours in the alleys, and in every corner they hid, the thrilling experiences the two encountered were revealed.

However, Victor is not very worried about them. With Angouleme's eagle vision and the leather armor amulet he is equipped with, he is overwhelmingly powerful in this kind of melee environment, and there is almost no reason for the protection to fail.

And even if she encounters a very dangerous situation, she still has the "Golden Eagle" to back her up! That's an epic steel sword that I don't even have.

As he walked, an eagle screamed in the sky. Victor looked up and saw that it was Katherine!

…

[Name: Golden Eagle V2.0]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Epic] (Void upgrade)

[Attack power: strong]

[Characteristics: Destructive power, physical absorption, hammer of justice]

[Enchanting: None]

[Note: Only by not giving up even in desperate situations can the true value of this sword be brought into play]

…

In order to facilitate the transportation of the wounded, the temporary hospital in the Vizima Trade Zone was set up near the Temple District, requisitioning a three-story commercial building.

Sitting on the stone steps in front of the hospital, basking in the warm sunshine, Angouleme carefully wiped her sword, her expression focused and gentle.

And responsible for protecting the safety of the field hospital, there were more than a dozen city guards standing next to her, all paying attention to her with their eyes.

This lady is a very remarkable mercenary. In the early morning, under the commission of Captain Vincent, she ran alone with a sword, assisting the guards in various regions to fight against the headhunter Lika. The bloodstains on her leather armor were all witnesses of her merits.

At least the captain said that when the situation stabilizes, it can be said that there is no doubt that the Phantom Troupe will be awarded a badge.

In such a chaotic moment, it is reassuring to be able to act together with such a brave warrior.

Speaking of peace of mind, we have to mention Dr. Shani who is busy in the temporary hospital. She has been fighting the plague in the San Lebioda Hospital for two consecutive years, and she has established a good reputation in the hearts of the citizens of Vizima.

And this time when she encountered the riot, she volunteered to go to the frontline hospital to help treat the victims. Thanks to her experienced military doctors, many patients' injuries have stabilized. Seeing her sweating and busy figure inside through the window, people are sincerely moved.

And on such a warm afternoon, more than 20 warriors wearing chain mail came from a distance. The steel plates on their chests outlined the flame emblem with red background and yellow lines. They were knights of the Flaming Rose Knights.

Watching them approach, Angouleme didn't care at first, but when they came within 30 yards, she suddenly jumped up and blocked their way.

The girl said loudly: "Stop, there is a hospital ahead. Dr. Shani said that weapons are not allowed to be carried in."

Seeing Angouleme's actions, the city guards, although they didn't know the situation, still came closer and stood behind her to block the road.

The leading knight pushed open his mask. It was not the Rose Knight Siegfried, but a stranger. He said in a cold tone, "What do you want to do? Listen, little girl, I don't know who you are! But apart from the palace, there is no place in Vizima where knights need to unload their weapons! We are chasing a vicious and dangerous criminal. I suspect he has sneaked into the vicinity, or even in the hospital.

Don't try to stop the Knights from enforcing the law, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

His tone was quite tough, and as he spoke, the knights behind him pressed their swords to intimidate at the same time.

Although the Knights did not use crossbows, the city guards were a little timid when they saw the action of pressing swords. After all, the Knights had the power to enforce the law on a daily basis above them.

A large cloud floated over, blocking the sun.

Angulan bit his lower lip lightly.

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