Witcher's Atelier

For wine estates, the wine cellar is of course a top priority, a mysterious place that servants are not allowed to enter, but the special thing about Corleone Manor that they talk about is that its wine cellar is not called a wine cellar. The card is "Victor's Atelier".

In the alchemy workshop before dawn, Victor tried to brew "high-grade black blood" with red eyes - the secret medicine to fight vampires. This state of excitement was very suitable for researching new formulas, and he responded to Angu with every word in his mouth. Lan complained. .

After using Lafite as a beer, she blew on the bottle and slapped the table, "Hey! You actually said that Dettlaff was naive? You know I was almost killed by him, skewered on that paw like a kebab. , the golden eagle's claws can't be cut off, don't talk to me about Regis - the herbal uncle is very gentle, and he will never kill him at the slightest disagreement!"

A few years ago, Geralt's girl-hunting team included a high-level vampire. He was Regis, who always carried a herbal bag. He died at the hands of a high-level warlock in the decisive battle at Styga Castle in the prologue of the story. , it was really his hands, he was caught in his hands and burned alive.

Geralt first told Angouleme about this matter, and the group members then relayed it to the group leader as a matter of course. However, when Victor heard this, he felt that Regis was probably not dead, but was just in a state of suspended animation.

Although he was not sure whether the rogue setting of "higher vampires can only be killed by their own kind" was applied in the real world, the life and death of important supporting characters like this and past life memories never disappointed.

Feeling that she was a little drunk, he took out two tubes of hangover medicine and put them on the table, "I don't want to talk to you about Regis. Although you almost threw yourself on the street, it has little to do with his character. Considering that he is such a gangster tonight, In every situation, it’s normal to attack people who are peeping!

But...if you're really angry, let me tell you a secret. As long as he stands idly by, Dettlaff will fall into a conspiracy and end up being hacked to death by Geralt or living with pain and regret for the rest of his life. "

Angouleme's eyes suddenly opened brightly, like high-wattage light bulbs, "Another prophecy!? The uncle is doing it again?"

Victor nodded, "Yes, there are already some signs. It is conservatively estimated that it will happen within a few years. Personality determines destiny, and some things are unavoidable. The person who does it is of course the chief assassin of fate, the white wolf Geralt."

"Can't you just change someone else? Why didn't fate choose me and always asked me to be my thug?"

"Of course it's because he can fight, and he's blessed with luck! He's the kind of protagonist I always tell you. He can escape or be defeated inexplicably even if he can't win."

Originally Victor didn't believe in fate, but looking back at Geralt's history, many people who were supposed to be stronger than him ended up falling under his sword, such as the evil warlock at Styga Castle or Jaques whom he had met. , the brilliant results made him sigh, maybe there really is a life for the protagonist.

"He is the protagonist's fate! So who are we?"

"An important and hilarious supporting role! Live happily until the finale. Wouldn't it be nice to be as lucky and happy as Dandelion?"

"How can he be so lucky! Let me tell you about the time when we went south and there was chaos..."

Lighthearted conversation continued before dawn.

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After sunrise, the Corleone Manor welcomed a distinguished guest. It could be said that it was the most distinguished visitor in more than a hundred years since the Hortense family operated it. Even the servants had forgotten the blood and fire last night and talked about what happened. A scene of glory before your eyes.

The enlightened lady of the Principality of Toussaint─Anna. Archduke Henrietta came in person, and Captain of the Guard Damien. Tour and deputy captain Horace. Funez led his troops to accompany him.

To be honest, Victor was surprised to see Anayetta. As the leader of the country, was it necessary to personally go to the front line to pay attention to public security? But on the other hand, it is undeniable that after the disaster at home, local leaders came to express condolences, which made me feel warm in my heart.

Remembering what Horace had said before, the title of lady is more suitable for bravery than enlightenment. The young man admitted that her mobility was indeed extraordinary. You must know that there was a large-scale armed fight here last night.

He stepped forward to hold the horse for her, and she jumped off the horse neatly, "I'm glad to see you well, Sir Victor."

"Your Highness Henrietta, thank you for your concern, but I am not your Excellency yet." Victor stroked his chest and saluted.

"It doesn't matter, you can do it this afternoon! You can call me Anayetta in private. Where is the Angouleme?"

"Uh...she was exhausted from a hard fight last night and is still resting now. Please rest assured that she is definitely not injured."

"Then I have to go see her!" After saying these words, she walked into the main house vigorously, without giving the manor owner any time to react.

Victor glanced at the big man Damien, and was surprised to see a trace of helplessness in his eyes. Apparently he did not agree with the Baroness coming in person, and then several people quickly followed.

Not long after, Anayeta came out of Angouleme's room, where he was said to have lost his strength. Her expression was a bit strange, as if she saw a drunken person sleeping... Fortunately, she didn't say anything, and just glared at the owner of the manor. His friendly packaging was not exposed.

Victor invited the group of them into the restaurant, asked the waiters to serve them desserts and black tea, and then assigned the butler to report the situation.

Facing the distinguished guests, Ah Fu specially took off his sunglasses and said, "Enlightened Madam, distinguished gentlemen, allow me to report to you the actual situation last night. There were more than 70 corpses left at the scene, 45 of which belonged to gangsters. The bodies of other guards and servants have been identified and sorted, and they are all currently placed under the shed in the clothes-drying yard in the northeast corner."

Her Highness the Baroness looked at Damien, who nodded knowingly and left to inspect.

Then she turned to Victor, "Dear, I mourn your loss. We will find out the mastermind behind this vicious incident and pursue it to the end. Such an attack on a red wine noble must be aimed at Lafite. You have The object of suspicion?"

Suspecting that his ears heard it wrong, Victor blinked and suddenly felt that they were not on the same channel.

This woman's words and deeds were so imaginative that they always brought surprises to him. Just like when he thought she wanted to talk about evil beasts, she suddenly started talking about writing a book.

According to the confessions of the two mercenaries at the Pheasant Hotel, last night was indeed the professor's revenge against the witcher! And only a few people knew that it was actually the imperial agency that was searching for Cantarella.

Not to mention the former, even Victor could accept the secrets that the Grand Duchess had access to, but what did Anayetta say... She thought it was the third possibility - a red wine war! ?

Who gave her this genius idea? Thinking of this, he glanced at the deputy captain out of the corner of his eye. Those two gangsters were interrogated by Horace himself. Could it be that he concealed the truth and didn't make it clear to the baroness?

Sensing Victor's gaze, Horace shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes...

All right! Guan Guan is a knowledgeable person, so he will first follow her train of thought to analyze the suspect.

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After an hour of chatting, Angouleme, who had regained consciousness, invited Ms. Anayeta to visit the manor guards who were trained by her and had amazing combat capabilities. Naturally, Damien refused to leave.

The witcher finally had the opportunity to communicate with the second generation barrel in detail about what happened in Beauclair last night.

They were sitting on deck chairs on the balcony, each holding a glass of red wine.

"Give me an explanation. What happened in that hour? I accompanied His Highness to suspect all the wine nobles, big and small. Is it because you didn't hand in your confession?"

"I swear I handed it over, intact, but the lady thinks it's not that simple!"

Sure enough, conspiracy is most afraid of imagination, it is indeed not that simple! Victor thought to himself, it's a pity that your head is completely wrong.

The owner of the manor drank the red wine from his glass, "So in order to show the majesty of the principality, a large number of nobles will come in the afternoon to witness the lady's knighthood for me, and let others know that Lafite belongs to the Corleone Manor, and no one is allowed to attack, otherwise it will be It’s Toussaint’s logic in provoking a country.”

The vice-captain made a face, "Don't be sarcastic! Anyway, it's not a bad thing to be knighted in advance, and the Baroness's presence in person will save you a lot of trouble in the future!"

Looking at the group of people who were encouraging the guards from a distance, Horace felt something.

"I have to say that the combat effectiveness of your guards is amazing. You can leave so many corpses behind with so few enemies. I didn't expect that apart from your own powerful combat effectiveness, you also have a good way of training soldiers?"

"I don't dare to take credit for this. Angouleme did it himself, and I had no involvement at all!"

At this time, someone arrived at the door of the manor. Seeing that the person was wearing "Black Sun" clothing, Victor couldn't help but frown.

Although Leo and Sasha have been asked to avoid it, Nilfgaard is the suzerain country of Toussaint after all, and the Black Sun Ambassador is still an influential person. Is he here purely to participate in the conferment of titles, or will there be hints? The question is, is the information Shasha has obtained worth Mr. Vatier making the matter worse? Or do you dare?

Judging from the professor and the others' disguise as thieves, the chance that Viscount Liddox would do whatever it takes is very low, but──

"Oh, by the way, do you like Vivienne?" Horace suddenly asked an irrelevant question, interrupting Victor's thinking.

"Who doesn't like a beautiful lady? Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"Because she asked me privately about you, about what kind of person you are? Are you reliable? And she also took the initiative to come over this afternoon. This is a very rare situation.

Don't look at me with that weird look, I have no intention of intervening in free love, I just care and watch the fun. It doesn't matter even if you like her, Guillaume is the type who falls in love easily, so you don't need to care too much about his feelings. "

"I don't think Ms. Vivienne means that." Thinking of the girl's innocent teasing last time, the witcher rubbed his nose, "You are definitely not asking because you are interested in me. I guess it is because of my expertise."

The loud greetings of the servants along the way and the deliberately heavy footsteps of the leading attendants fully reminded the two people in the conversation that other guests were approaching.

…

"I'm sorry to interrupt your leisure time. Is this Mr. Victor?" After the witcher got up from the couch, the gray-haired middle-aged man looked at his mutated pupils and continued: "Please allow me to be the victim. My condolences and congratulations on your upcoming knighthood, I am Hilad Fitz Oysterland, Ambassador of Nilfgaard to Toussaint.”

"The Lord of the Corleone Manor, Victor of Keldro, is very pleased that the Ambassador can come to participate in my important ceremony. It is a great honor."

She has bright blond hair, good etiquette, and wears well-fitting and gorgeous clothes, but she has no accessories. The four knife marks on his face depend on how much blood and fire they add. Even at home, the sword never leaves his body, and his response is neither humble nor arrogant.

Hillard smiled. It was true that he was a smart man with a strong will, just like the information given by Vatier.

He has gray hair, M-shaped baldness, small forehead lines, small eyes and hooked nose. He has a conspiratorial look at first glance. He is wearing a traditional Nilfgaardian dress with high fold collar, black background, lace and gold embroidery, with a thick gold chain hanging on his chest. Sun emblem.

Those who engage in diplomacy must have conspiracies, and Nilfgaard's diplomats are even more full of conspiracies. Victor smiled sincerely, in his most vigilant state.

Feeling the subtle atmosphere, Horace picked up the wine glass, nodded to the two of them and left.

The witcher and the ambassador gave in to each other, sat back on the balcony chairs, took out new wine glasses from the ice bucket, and Victor filled Hillard's glass with red wine.

The ambassadors toasted each other and took a sip. "Lafite, the magnificent gem newly inlaid in Toussaint's crown, makes people have a long aftertaste. It is said that Master Benoy even asked to compare it with 'Sanger', and all of them were collected as special Served with red wine.”

"Sangrel" is a product of Castello Ravello, the sister wine of Dongzhidong Red Wine. The reason why it is not well known is that it is used by the royal court.

The owner of the manor chuckled, "Did you also participate in the wine tasting yesterday? It's a pity that I didn't notice it. The master has over-praised it, or it may be a flash in the pan. It's not certain that it will have the same quality next year!"

"That's why you are just a viscount for the time being. If you can keep it up, you should be promoted to an earl in the next year. You can become a noble even if you make wine. Toussaint is such a good place!"

"It is indeed very suitable for living in terms of climate and geographical environment. I like the food and wine here."

The ambassador lit a pipe, "Only under the protection of Nilfgaard can such a beautiful place exist, what do you think?"

The temptation in the words was so obvious that Victor immediately felt relieved and asked about his impressions of Nilfgaard. This kind of biased question meant that the other party did not have a specific mission, but was more interested in first contact with capable people. .

As a witcher to this question, thanks to my predecessors who have summarized it from generation to generation, there is a set of snake-oil answers that can be accepted by "kings".

"I don't care about political matters. As you can see, I'm just a witcher. We brothers and sisters don't think too much about the long-term future, we just focus on the life in front of us."

Hillard thought for a while, picked up the wine bottle and filled it for Victor, "From the fact that you can make Lafite, I know that you are a person who understands life. I respect your attitude towards life and hope you can keep it up."

Although this answer was not satisfactory to the ambassador, it was still acceptable. At least the witcher did not seem to have any objection to Nilfgaard's rule, which was a good sign.

He has been told that he will soon be transferred to the north, bid farewell to red wine and a peaceful life, and implement the second phase of the plan. As for the pseudo-prophet that the emperor paid attention to, or Ciri's younger brother, he had the same view as Lidoux, the farther away from the north, the better.

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