Witcher's Atelier

"Wick, since the void properties can be accumulated. Then why don't we get three breastplates, three shoes, three gauntlets, and three pants? Wouldn't it be super powerful if they were stacked like this?"

"Smart Lady Angouleme, do I look like a fool? Of course this kind of good thing will not work. If it could, I would have done it long ago! There is only one weapon, one piece of armor, one kind of decoration, and one piece of armor that can work at the same time. It also shares a slot with clothing, and if you want to obtain weapon properties, you have to hold it in your hand, it’s useless to carry it on your back!”

"I see, I was too naive... What about my herbal potion? You've been promising it for a few days and you haven't started making it yet. You're just working on the wine. Don't you have any alchemy materials?"

"The materials are all available, but the herbal potion that is bound to be successful belongs to the field of legendary alchemy. I am not a master yet, and I need to mobilize high emotions to complete it. Good things need to be brewed, so don't be anxious. I will go to Beauclair to find it first when I go out. Looking for excitement!”

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A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Victor removed impurities from the pressed grape juice, purified it, and fermented it all together. After filling the wine cellar with oak barrels, it was time to leave home.

After getting ready, he hesitated in front of the mirror. He considered combing his hair back, but in the end he chose an ordinary parting. Wearing a knight's cloak over the armor of Udvik, with iron boots hitting the ground, he looked... Majestic.

After breakfast in the restaurant, he walked to the stables to see him off. Victor warned the butler in front of Angouleme, "Afu! When I'm away on this trip, no matter what the lady wants to do, you have to warn her first." ,'Sir will come back sooner or later! 'If she still insists on doing that, just cooperate with her!"

Angouleme glared at Victor with itching teeth, "How can you say that! Have so little confidence in me? I am preparing to give full play to my management talents and business philosophy!"

"Management talent and business philosophy!? When did you have the illusion that you have this ability?"

". Just wait and see what I am capable of as a master. When you come back, Corleone Manor will definitely be completely transformed!"

Getting on the horse, Victor touched his nose and said, "Since you boasted about Haikou, I will look forward to it! Remember safety first, even if the manor is gone, you will still be there."

Angoulin nodded, she knew what the other party meant - although the chance was not high, if you encounter a dangerous situation, the most important thing is that you are okay, and everything else can be discarded.

However, it was rare for her to be the master of the house, and she did not intend to do nothing. After watching Victor go away, Angoulin turned around and issued the first order to the housekeeper Afu, "The defense of the manor is too lax, I want to establish a private guard!"

A flash of light flashed through his sunglasses, and the butler bowed, "Wise judgment! Miss Angoulin, Afu is happy to serve you."

The reason why the butler Afu is so cooperative is because Toussaint people regard wine as the most precious treasure in life. In this land, spilling wine is sometimes a greater crime than spilling blood.

This tradition originated from the early days when the winemaking process was still developing. At that time, family revenge, murder, poisoning, and robbery were all part of the wine war. Bloody dramas could be seen performed almost every day.

So red wine is blood, even higher than blood.

Although in this day and age, winemakers rarely use lethal exaggeration anymore, vicious competition such as sabotaging rivals' territory is still common.

Therefore, relatively prosperous wineries, such as Chateau Ravello, or manor houses such as Belgarde, White Crow, and Pomerol, all have their own guards. The ideas proposed by Angoulême made perfect sense in Toussaint.

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In the evening, through the Lebioda Gate in the south, Victor entered the city of Beauclair, stored the horses in the stables, and went straight to the herbal shop to purchase alchemy materials.

The longer you live in Toussaint, the more memory fragments you will unlock. Therefore, when the witcher thinks of certain plots, although it is theoretically a monster that he will encounter in the future, there are no targeted medicines. For him, it was as uncomfortable as having no clothes on.

With great difficulty, he put the dwarf spirits, whiskey, tartar, the fifth element and the universal solvent into his bag. The owner of the herbal shop saw that he was an alchemist rather than an ordinary herbalist, so he offered him a 10% discount. In return, the alchemist sold the owner an erection decoction mixed with water.

After shopping, the witcher hurried to the bulletin board, scanned it to confirm that there was no mission worth doing, and went straight to Beauclair Palace.

His trip was to find Palmerin or Milton. The two knights should be on duty at the palace. They had promised to take Victor to a good semi-membership place. It would be inconvenient without a local to lead the way.

Before returning to the Beauclair Palace, the marble pillars and carved beams and paintings were still there. I asked the person at the door to take the message in. Soon Milton and Palmerin appeared together. What was interesting was that they were accompanied by two people they knew but were not very familiar with.

They are the young man who gave Guillaume the wine barrel ceremony - Horace, the deputy captain of the Principality Guard. Funes, and the knight errant Guillaume. Lawnfar, the two seem to be very good friends.

Although he felt that there were too many people traveling with him, it seemed that everyone was used to it, so Victor just followed the customs. After nodding and greeting, everyone left the palace chatting and laughing.

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After a while, the five of them came to "Beauclair Belle - Belle's House" in the port area.

Following the knight, he passed the guards with tall chests, bald bellies, and tattoos all over his body. As soon as he entered the room, Victor felt a warm breath hit his face.

The friendly lady came up in a low-cut long skirt, "Welcome, nice to see you again, Mr. Beard and Mr. Sideburns! There are also three new friends."

Then in Mrs. Isabel's mouth, Guillaume soon won the title of Mr. Golden Retriever, Horace won the reputation of Mr. Dimple, and as for Victor, of course, he was Mr. Witcher.

The business model of "Beauclair Belle - Belle's House" is not as direct as Vizima's "Longing for Thighs", but closer to the style of Novigrad's "Passiflora", which tends to leave customers for leisure rather than doing business. Just leave when you're done.

Therefore, "Belle's House" has sofas in the lobby, tapestries on the walls, a smoking area and drinks for guests to sit and take a rest.

Of course these are all chargeable. However, the limited social functions were enough to give Victor and the four companions a chance to get to know each other better before they went off to the battlefield.

The wine was dry, everyone was happy, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

But it's a pity that after just a few drinks, the young man from the Lawnfar family was overwhelmed with alcohol. "I swear to the heron!" Guillaume suddenly shouted. When he was not wearing a helmet, his blond hair was soft and fluffy, and he looked like Like a poodle, "I swear to remain chaste and chaste to the most beautiful lady in the world, Vivienne Tabris, until she accepts my love! And to prove my loyalty, I swear to acquire the body of a savage monster." Head, bring it to my sweetheart, just like Skellige's famous giant slayer, Dowak'in!"

After yelling at the drunken knight, he suddenly stood up, bowed to the others, and wandered away towards the exit. Upon seeing this, his uncle Parmelin shook his head, greeted the others, and followed his nephew.

Although the port area is not as chaotic as the downtown area, it is common for drunkards to fall on the roadside and lose wallets and even clothes.

Being accustomed to this situation, Milton smiled and stroked his beard, "Young people are young people, and Guillaume's drinking capacity is still so bad. I'm going to do some exercise first, and you guys can talk!" Before leaving his seat, he asked Wei Ke Duo blinked and walked up to the second floor.

At first, Victor didn't understand the meaning of Milton's wink, but after chatting with Horace, the vice-captain with dimples on his face, he learned that his father, Mr. Funes, was a member of the Cooper Guild. Vice President, no wonder he can hold a high position at such a young age.

Inferring motives from their identities, it is no wonder that Perapelan and Lawnfar brought these two young men with them. They are indeed dedicated to themselves. If the second generation barrel is now asked for oak barrels, he will probably not refuse.

However, Victor had no such need and just chatted with the other party.

It seemed that this relaxed and meaningless attitude made Horace lose his guard. The two drank a few drinks. After chatting, Victor admitted that this second generation barrel was really a wonderful person. He could hear it from his mouth. Got a lot of messy gossip.

When he was tipsy, "Hey! Let me tell you secretly, Guillaume's symptoms are still mild. The captain of our guard team, Mr. Damien Toure, is so powerful. He can make an enlightened lady walk by." Treat every piece of land as a holy place! If you ask me what I think, I will tell you that he is completely fascinated by the Baroness!"

Victor had no objection to this. Since ancient times, it has been natural for male subordinates to have reverie about female bosses.

After a few more drinks, when he was drunk, he suddenly rushed over and hugged the boy, "Oh... my dear witcher, I heard that you have been commissioned to conquer evil beasts, do me a favor... forget about this. Well! Natanis is a good girl!" He sniffed and seemed to want to squeeze out a few tears, but unfortunately his efforts failed. "I mean, she is a good girl. ! You know, my development was relatively delayed, which caused me to have very little self-confidence when I was young. It was she who opened the door to heaven for me on that magical night... Thanks to her..."

It turns out that the female night devil is called "Natanis", what a beautiful name... It's a pity that I haven't had the chance to meet her until now.

As for Horace, who was holding his own and preaching about his first experience, Victor scratched his hair wordlessly, not wanting to listen to him at all. There is a famous saying in the technical college, "it is better to sit and talk than to act", which means that there is The time you spend listening to people tell dirty jokes is better to quickly find someone to start a fight with.

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After beckoning a lady to take care of "Bucket II", the witcher got out of his seat and walked to Lady Isabel.

She smiled at Victor, "Welcome to Belle's home, Mr. Witcher! Tell me, how did you come to Toussaint?"

"I came here to travel and do some minor work."

"Ah! Sir, work is not trivial, so you are here on a 'business trip'. Work, pressure, and a bed you are not used to sleeping on... you definitely need to relax. Let my lady help you."

"That's what I meant, but I'm from the north and don't understand the rules of the south very well, so I want to confirm with you first."

"Oh! No problem. Please talk directly to the lady you like in the lobby. We are completely free to negotiate. As long as you and the lady agree on the price. If she likes you, it may even be free; if they both like you, then Two on one is fine too. As long as the price is right, they will try their best and trust me, you will definitely enjoy it.”

The boy confirmed the consumption method and pointed to the tapestries and decorations around him, "This place is really nice, it gives people a comfortable feeling."

"I'm glad you noticed this. A long time ago, when I saved enough gold coins and decided to open my own shop, I didn't just want a simple custom place, but also a homey feeling. I didn't want customers to come and relax and rush out as soon as they finished. Wear pants.

So the sheets can't smell like sweat, the bed can't have bed bugs, and the wine can't be fake diluted with water. I want guests to stay longer, chat with them like friends, enjoy their time relaxing in a chair and having a cigarette. Of course, they have to pay a small amount first..."

“It’s such a warm business philosophy, so much like love!

Speaking of which, I have a friend who also wants to run a technical institute in Beauclair. Maybe next time I will bring her over to learn some management skills from the landlady! "

"she!?"

"she."

"Tsk tsk, that sounds very interesting. I look forward to your visit with your friend next time. I will be happy to share the secrets of opening a store with her."

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Turning on his extraordinary vision, Victor quickly found a technician who felt good in the dim light. She was human, with brown hair and ponytail, bright eyes, tall figure and fair complexion. Most importantly, she was open-minded and open to all rivers.

But just as Yi Dongxin got closer, he heard her muttering, "Oh my god, why is there another one!"

"What did you say? Another what?" Victor asked curiously.

She leaned forward slightly, "Did Mrs. Isabelle say there is an extra charge for role-playing? If you want to play the role of a witcher, then..."

The witcher laughed dumbly, "You are wrong! I am a real witcher."

"Oh...my God, your eyes...I should have noticed it earlier. Sorry, Master...please come to my room on the second floor. I will make up for my mistake from top to bottom!"

Victor waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, "Please don't call me master, my skills still need to be honed... But what did you just say about cosplaying as a witcher?"

"That's a popular way to play recently. Many customers will come in wearing a riveted coat and carrying two swords on their backs. They want me to wear horns and pretend to be a night devil, or add wings to pretend to be a female siren.

Then he will say that he has received a hunting commission, but his demon-killing code stipulates that no thinking creature can be harmed, so he wants to have an in-depth discussion with me...to confirm that I will not harm humans. I don’t know where this weird gameplay started. It probably got its inspiration from some stupid poem! "

Victor raised his eyebrows, his blue pupils were deep, "Well, I understand, maybe I know who the author is," and then the corners of his mouth raised, "But that's not important, let's go upstairs, Miss Night Stalker. I received a commission about you, but my demon-killing rules stipulate that I cannot harm thinking creatures, so..."

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