Witcher's Atelier

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and at the end of a busy day, Chris, the harvester, and Kardashian, the washerwoman, who fell in love at the Wine Barrel Festival, sought excitement and went to the vineyard to do errands instead of at home.

In the midst of enthusiasm, there was a sudden "whoosh!" sound in the darkness, and then the picker lay on top of the washerwoman and never moved again. The liquid flowed out of the body. The unfortunate picker became the victim of the attack on the Corleone Manor. The first victim.

Fortunately, Angouleme's rigorous training over the past month was not in vain, and the professor's men did not follow orders and trained countless special forces.

So when Kardashian's first scream pierced the night sky, the manor guards, who had already been trained with reflexes, immediately implemented the defense plan as a group.

This brought a lot of trouble to the bandit mercenaries led by the professor. Coupled with the brightly lit environment of the manor, they lost the advantage of concealment and could only fight with open swords and guns. Soon their first wave of tentative attacks failed and they were defeated. The beating made the rats run away with their heads in their hands.

"Shit, the local recruits are all rubbish. This group of Toussaints can't even compare to the guards of an ordinary manor! They can turn attacks into fortresses. Their only advantage is that they are cheap, and they don't have to pay for their death!" The professor murmured curses and led the main force brought by Temeria to join the battle.

…

It was a dark and windy night, ending their leisure time during the day. The brother and sister Victor and Angouleme, who had made a splash at the wine festival, looked at the fire in the manor reflecting the red sky, and they stopped their horses.

He handed several jars of potions to Angoulin, "You start from the outside, be careful, there is no need to leave any survivors." The leader of the Phantom Troupe said indifferently, "I will go directly to the main building to find Ah Fu, and I will recruit others. Yes, loyal and capable stewards are rare.”

The deputy leader and chief thug silently took the potion and nodded to indicate that he had received the instructions. She knew that Wick's current appearance meant that he was really angry! I have made up my mind that there is no need to shout!

Perhaps because he comes from the peaceful town of Bell, he usually shows the characteristics of not liking to kill people and being easy to talk to, which even makes people worry that he will become a woman when he is in danger.

But ever since he saw his fiery eyes in Vizima, Angouleme no longer doubted that Victor had the ruthlessness necessary for survival. That face was transformed into a Van Helsing suit, and he was the "Butcher of Novigrad"!

And his behavior after he started killing has repeatedly proved that anyone who threatens his peaceful life is his enemy, and when facing his enemies, he never pays attention to means.

Drawing out the "Golden Eagle", Angouleme retreated into the darkness, guided by her eagle eye vision. The enemy's red light stood out, calling her to cut open their bodies.

Watching the girl leave, he took out the horse armor from the herbal bag and put it on the horse, Udvik Armor, and Flame Strike unsheathed.

knight. Kel'Zhuo's Victor, heavily armed and charging!

…

At this time, on the second floor of the main building of the Corleone Manor, the "Professor" and the "Butler" were fighting with swords. Amidst the flames, the two of them had many similarities. For example, they both used a thin stabbing sword with a round frame. He wears sunglasses and seems to be about the same age.

The significant difference is Alfred. Futi is a solid bald head, and Hayes. Brendon is a skinny split.

Hayes attacks. Alfred parried, slashed back, leaned down, jumped up, grabbed his opponent's wrist, pushed him against the wall, and kneed him in the groin, causing a sharp pain.

Instinctively grabbing Alfred's face, Hayes slammed the hilt of the sword to his side. The butler was caught off guard and could only block it with his hand, and his forearm made a cracking sound.

The brave one wins in a close fight. Just as he was about to hit his opponent with his knee again, Alfred suddenly noticed the reflection of the sword's blade, and instinctively stepped back and raised his sword, just in time to hold the second dagger in the attack.

The swords collided with each other, and the two separated in confusion. The professor chuckled, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! I admit that I misjudged it. The people in Toussaint are not all the garbage outside, but you are simply inexplicable. Since there are With such outstanding swordsmanship and combat skills, you don't want to be a mercenary or a knight, but instead become a housekeeper. Is there something wrong with you? "

Pushing up his sunglasses, Ah Fu said with a hint of disdain, "You are the idiot! It is easy to stab someone's body with a sword and take away their lives. What is difficult is to make life orderly and perform their duties!"

My aunt, the founder of the Futi family, said, 'A steward is someone who distributes the happiness they deserve to people! ’ I don’t think a serial murderer like you, the Professor, can understand that. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, although I don't understand what you are talking about, you seem to be very powerful. Maybe I will find a housekeeper like this in the future.

The guards you trained are doing well, but we have strength in numbers! I’ll give you one last chance to hand over ‘Kanlarela’, Kasiya. Where. Kanting, I will turn around and leave immediately, and I will take all my living men with me.

Could it be that after Victor gave you the management of the manor, you just let it fall into the sea of ​​fire and be burned up? Stop telling me that there is no such person here. My men saw her hiding here and working!

That stinky cousin with green eyes kept us running around for several months. Even though she was pretty, she was not a good thing! Many people have died because of her. Isn’t it good to live? Why sacrifice your life for her! "

Sunglasses and Sunglasses looked at each other, but neither could see the other's true emotions. In fact, the professor was suffering from severe pain in his crotch and wanted to use words to dismantle the other's fighting spirit. The butler's forearm was also injured clearly and needed time to heal.

‘Kanlarela’ or Kasiya. Where. Canting, Alfred really had never heard of this name, but the green eyes mentioned by Hayes reminded him of someone, a beautiful woman who didn't look like a housekeeper at all.

He shook his head, "Is it so hard to imagine? I actually think what you said makes sense. There is really no need to kill or injure so many people, let alone let the manor be burned to the ground!"

"I promise to keep my promise!" Sensing the opportunity to persuade, Hayes smiled proudly.

"But I refuse!" Afu slashed the air with his sword, "To be called a cousin by a stinking scum like you, I have reasonable suspicion that she is the incarnation of Meritelli!"

"You are looking for death!" The professor was instantly furious. He just said this because he really didn't want to get entangled. On the one hand, it was based on Viscount Lidaux's instructions, and on the other hand, he was indeed a little afraid - Victor could kill Aza, so there was no shame in avoiding him.

Pressing the button of the wrist device, Kaca popped out the crossbow, and Hayes installed the crossbow bolts. "Stupid butler, do you think that if you anger me, I will ignore my back?"

He turned around suddenly, aimed at the approaching figure, and pressed the crossbow trigger!

blow! The crossbow arrows were shot out like lightning!

In the next second, Alfred's expression changed from panic to surprise, and the professor's expression changed from ferocious to despair!

The sword flashed and slashed down the high-speed crossbow bolt. The approaching figure had a long title. Ah Fu admitted that although he had memorized it, he still hesitated to do such a roll call in a formal occasion. After all, it was too exaggerated.

But now this hesitation is beginning to loosen, because it is rare to kill a crossbow arrow at close range, and it is even rarer to have such a happy expression.

His usually blue eyes were now a fiery red, "Although this metaphor is generally used between lovers, but... I'm so happy that we are so close!"

The figure in front of him has a bright smile and a sincere tone. He is the lord of Corleone Manor, Victor of Keldro!

Terror gripped his heart and squeezed it, and he let out a piercing scream. The professor raised his sword and stabbed the witcher's chest, trying to find an escape route.

Unexpectedly, his mutated red eyes suddenly rotated, "Yaksi!" A strong mental impact burst out, even Aza was not immune, and the professor was naturally unable to resist.

My mind went blank.

"Where...where is my hand?" When he was awakened by severe pain, Hayes. Brendon found in disbelief that the sword-holder fell to the ground, and his hand was cut off? when! ?

The mutant freak he was talking about was dancing his sword gracefully, "How interesting! When did you have the illusion that I would fight with you in a sword fight? Congratulations, you are missing one hand and can now be called 'Professor' !”

In the eyes of the frightened professor, the witcher's figure seemed to become extremely huge, completely covering him. He was so frightened that he kept backing up until he tripped over debris.

He shouted: "No! You can't kill me. If you kill me, no one can restrain the hundreds of mercenaries outside. There is also a mage inside! I brought the mage here! Do you want to watch the whole manor in cold blood? Are everyone dead?"

There was another flash of sword light, and Hayes let out a shrill wail, because his right foot was chopped off below the knee, "Scream! Professor, louder, think of those who were murdered by you, Vizima Old Mansion The people in the cage are listening! I want you to be sincere, even Lebioda can’t save you today!”

"Wait! No, I was ordered by someone else. Don't you want to know the mastermind behind it?"

These words became Mr. Brendan's last words, and the witcher grabbed the professor by the hair and chopped off his head.

Mentioning the head of Hayes, who remained in silence, Victor sneered, "Congratulations, you are now the 'Headless Professor'!"

Then the laughter became louder and louder, turning from a sneer to a wild laugh.

"Oh ho ho... Oh ho ho ho... Oh ha ha ha ha ha!" He covered his face with his left hand, standing in a strange posture and smiling evilly, "WRYYYYYYY! Victory belongs to me, Victor! It has never changed!"

If no one stops it, the manor owner's carnival time will continue for a while, but the housekeeper has professional qualities.

"Ahem..." He politely coughed to interrupt the young man's laughter, and Ah Fu bowed deeply, "With all due respect, Mr. Corleone, the behavior of mocking the headless professor is not the behavior of an elegant nobleman, and it does not reflect well on your image. OK. I can understand the joy of getting rid of such a villain, but it’s better to restrain yourself in front of others.”

After blowing a whistle, Victor looked up and thought for a moment, then dropped his head, "You are right, I lost my temper. There is still fighting outside, I will deal with the gangsters, you organize people to put out the fire and start cleaning up the mess." !”

"Your will!"

When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "By the way, Alfred, I really like what you said when you rejected the professor just now. Please help me find the incarnation of Meritelli. Although the professor is dead, as the owner of the manor, I still need to know who I am." Who did you protect?"

"Don't worry, I will find Shasha."

Victor was stunned when he heard the name clearly, "Wait a minute, Sasha...her name is Sasha!? Are her eyes beautiful green emeralds, like they can talk?"

"Yes, does it mean that you know her?"

"No... I don't know her, but there is a 'respectable lady' who is looking for her."

"Ah! I knew that with her demeanor, she must be a woman who ran away from some noble family."

Victor chuckled lightly, without correcting Ah Fu's misunderstanding, and left the main room with the Flame Strike. He was going to meet Angouleme.

…

In the Corleone Manor, the clothes drying yard in the northeast corner.

Hiding in a corner where the moonlight does not reach the ground.

Angoulême didn't dare to move now.

At first, she roamed the battlefield, assassinating one bandit after another, until she met the mage. She knew she couldn't defeat him and had to wait for Victor's support, so she turned to harassment tactics and confined the mage and the dozen bandits responsible for protecting him in the clothes drying yard.

But just now, birds suddenly flew up, indicating that this place was full of enemy murderous aura.

The whole area suddenly turned into a place where every step was a death, and any dark corner seemed to have enemies hiding.

Every nerve in her body was screaming danger, asking her to leave here, but it was not the mage in the center of the square who was also in panic and confusion.

The murderous aura filled the entire square.

It's coming.

Just like admiring the murderous aura, a burst of blood-colored black mist floated lightly, seemingly slowly but quickly brushing through the crowd, with a rustling sound of clothes and a continuous whistling sound.

In an instant, several bandits were dragged down into the black fog, and their horrible howls echoed, accompanied by the sounds of "crackling" of human bodies being squeezed, "crackling" of bones being crushed, and "gurgling" of blood being squeezed.

"Hiss!" Angouleme gasped, and her soul was gone. She had once traveled with a high-level vampire, so she knew very well what this meant. Victor also warned her to run away if she encountered it.

The bandits who were attacked also knew that it was the invisible monster that left the foot of Mount Gorgon and appeared here.

Changing the venue, the tragedy of the past was replayed, and the bandits cried the name of the god they believed in, and then died indiscriminately.

Sensing the danger, the wizard went all out to bombard the black fog, and finally made the black fog dissipate, allowing Angouleme to see this "high-level vampire" clearly!

The creature in the moonlight was arrogant and contemptuous, wearing a full black high-collared long coat that looked like Van Helsing's suit, with each button buttoned in the right place, and the rivet-decorated shoulder pads were domineering.

The mage struggled for a few more minutes, and the sharp claws penetrated the magic armor from behind and took out his heart.

As if he noticed someone spying on him, he suddenly looked at Angulan's direction and swooped over. Thinking that it was not good, the girl did not hesitate to strike and chop with the golden eagle.

"Clang!" Angulan was knocked away by the huge force. She rolled up and felt her wrist was slightly numb. Fortunately, the power of the golden eagle responded quickly, allowing her to fight again!

The other party's appearance was unforgettable at first sight. He had a broad forehead, a high nose, a pale face, deep nasolabial lines, a hawk's eyes, a light stubble on his chin, and his hair was combed back without any mess. He was a charming middle-aged man.

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