Witcher's Atelier

The excitement of the day of the knighthood ended, and the splendor returned to calm. Fifteen days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the evening, at the archery range of the Corleone Manor, Victor rode a horse and practiced archery with a crossbow. This is the key event of the "Knight Tournament" - the part that the witcher is least sure of.

According to Guillaume, the "Knight Tournament", which is usually held after the wine festival in late autumn, is the grandest and most important competition in Toussaint throughout the year. Knights from all over the world will come to compete for "rewards" and the most important "glory".

Although Victor believes that he is against the importance of rewards and glory, this does not prevent him from igniting his ambition to become the champion. It has nothing to do with glory or rewards. It is purely a small hobby of collecting titles.

The competition will test the knight's proficiency in horsemanship, shooting and swordsmanship. Participants must be proficient in archery, riding and fighting, and it is best to understand the rules of the tournament and know how to use them well.

Overall, in order to make the competition lively and exciting, the probability of passing the preliminary selection is quite high, but the subsequent competition will become quite fierce.

Victor believes that anyone who wants to win a championship needs scientific training, especially in competitions like tournaments, which test some skills that are usually useless, such as "mounted archery", so he has been focusing on practicing for the past fifteen days.

After finishing another round of shooting, the horseman slowly walked to the rest area. The young man who had shot all the targets jumped off the horse and took a towel from the maid to wipe his sweat. Although he was not satisfied with the target rate, it was acceptable.

"Visible progress, your ridiculous archery skills seem to be the same as yesterday." Leo, the witcher of the Wolf School, smiled and sat by the barbecue grill to grill meat.

After taking the cool drink prepared by the servants and waving them to leave and not interrupt, Victor also came to sit down by the fire. "Don't show off your riding and archery skills, just be passable. The real winner is still the individual battle. I am still somewhat confident in a one-on-one fight."

"As expected of the leader of the brigade, you always have a plan... So are you sure you will leave the manor today and head north directly after the competition, and not stay in Toussaint for the winter?"

Leo, whose pupil is the three-magatama Sharingan, put the roasted beef on the plate and handed it to Victor, whose pupil is the nine-magatama Samsara Eye.

Taking the plate, the young man started eating without hesitation, "Of course, didn't we agree on this long ago? Why are you asking about this again?"

"I always feel that it's a little strange that Sasha and I stayed after you left..."

"There's nothing strange about it. I hired Sasha as the head maid, and since you are my demon hunter brother, it's natural for you to stay in the manor to recuperate when your injuries haven't healed completely. Don't worry about the details, just enjoy your life, and Afu will take good care of you."

Leo was besieged earlier, and was hit by a crossbow arrow in his lower abdomen and shoulder. He also burst and bled during the night battle of the Wine Festival, and is still in the recovery stage.

The short-haired demon hunter scratched the scab on his forehead, where there was a new scar not long ago, "I'm wondering if I should leave with you and go back to Kaer Morhen to spend the winter together..."

"Hahahaha! Don't say such stupid things, you can't let go of Sasha. Not to mention that she needs your protection, and maybe someone will come to hunt her down!" The demon hunters who were separated laughed and exposed each other's entanglement.

Leo was speechless.

"This marinated beef is really delicious. Ah! There's no time. I have to go to the kitchen to encourage Ms. Marlene!"

After saying that, Victor stood up and patted Leo on the shoulder. "Don't think too much, Egghead. Just do it. We are all still young. Making mistakes or being confused is the privilege of young people!"

"What about love?"

"It's like a cold."

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"If it continues?"

"It will develop into pneumonia."

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In the kitchen of the main building of the manor, Ms. Marlene Zostamara, who was once cursed, now looks quite good. She is wearing neat clothes and an apron and is boiling soup in front of a big pot.

The soup is not green but a very healthy chicken soup. The main ingredient is young hen meat, accompanied by a variety of spices, and added vegetables and carrots.

Seeing the witcher, she quickly put down the soup ladle and twisted her hands in anxiety, "Ah, why are you here... I... I really don't know how to repay you, Victor."

He touched his chin, "You look good now. I don't need to repay, I just hope you can recover, that's enough."

"Oh, yes. Thanks to Alfred's care, I feel I have recovered."

"Your experience is really terrible, I am happy to help you remove the curse."

After a few brief conversations, the initial strangeness gradually faded.

The old lady shook her head and sighed, "Yes, what a long torture. Thank you for letting me live here. Do you know what is more unbearable than hunger? That is watching the people I love grow old and die! My last relative also passed away decades ago. If you hadn't taken me in, I would have nowhere to go..."

"Don't worry, as you can see, this is a big house, a big manor, you can live here until the end of the world. And I didn't come to the kitchen to listen to your thanks, I just want to tell you that the pickled beef in the morning is really delicious!"

"Oh, thank you, after so many years of torture and hunger, I now like to cook nourishing and nutritious dishes full of unique flavors and spices to share with people at the table."

Hearing her say this, Victor walked to the chicken soup pot and sniffed the aroma. He picked up two soup bowls and put a little in each. He handed one of the bowls to Marlene.

"Madam, stay happy and healthy. I'm going on a long trip and should be back before the grape harvest next year. I hope I can still drink your delicious food by then."

"I'll prepare the best food and wait for you."

The two of them had a tacit understanding and drank it all without taking a spoon.

"Sir, there is one more thing I want to tell you... Many years ago, my father collected a lot of gold and silver treasures for me as a dowry. I was not married, so no one has touched the dowry. Those things are of no use to me now, maybe you I would like to accept it as my thank you gift.

If you want to find them, please go to my hometown, Drostamara Manor. The dowry is hidden in a barrel in the cellar. There are many barrels there. You can find them by knocking on each barrel. "

Victor blinked, "Ms. Marlene, please forgive me for refusing to accept this gift. There is also a very idle witcher in the manor. I will ask him to retrieve your inheritance. And since you have money, then I I hope you will use this money to pay the rent. The charge for entertaining relatives and friends at Corleone Manor is ten florins per month."

Hearing the respect and kindness in the young man's words, Marlene took a few steps closer and hugged Victor gently, "Thank you. I have nothing to repay you except my sincere gratitude and prayers for you."

"...I accept the blessing without ceremony." Accepting the hug, the witcher patted her back gently.

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There are many characteristics that reveal the true nature of a person. Among them, "mercy" distinguishes the difference between humans and beasts.

This is a noble quality based on empathy and a sense of responsibility for others. When we feel what other people are going through and are motivated to help them, this emotion is called "compassion."

──"Explanation of the Five Virtues of Chivalry". Anonymous

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After leaving the kitchen for a while, near the stables, Victor gave farewell instructions to the butler Afu and Leo. Afu's part was about the estate management policy and grape varieties that he needed to make personally, while Leo was mainly responsible for the recovery of Marlene's property. Work, as for Sasha, she is purely a spectator.

The autumn sun sets early, and the night is as cool as water and the moon rises above the willow trees. The wind is not noisy today. Not far away, Angouleme's energetic shout comes: "Captain! The carriage is ready!"

"Oh!" Victor agreed, then nodded with a smile, "Then three of you, I'm leaving!"

Alfred caressed his chest and said, "Okay, please be careful on the road."

Shasha bowed deeply.

Leo accompanied Victor as he approached the traveling carriage.

Of course, the important things were stored in the herbal bag, and the carriage was used to store the apparent luggage. Angoulême sat in the driver's seat, in high spirits.

Sitting next to the girl, the young man waved goodbye to everyone.

They chose to set out at night because the weather was cooler and they didn't feel the need to tan.

The moonlight gently wrapped the carriage, watching the Phantom Troupe go away. Leo's extraordinary hearing could vaguely hear the breeze carrying the conversation between the two.

This was the clear female voice of Angouleme, "Yeah...it feels so peaceful. There are no highwaymen at night. It's so different from the north."

"Haha, of course the main roads are quiet. The knights errant have forced the robbers and villains into the wilderness." That was Victor's mellow male voice.

"Finally leaving Toussaint!"

"Looking at your happy look, is there anything wrong here? Don't forget that I still have a knight competition to participate in!"

"Let me say it's better to leave as soon as possible. I don't know what you think, but after more than ten days, just staying here makes me dizzy and gives me a strange tingling feeling... I even find that those few days What an annoying fly... Damn it, we need to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Ah!? Are you in love?"

"It's not good! They are not my type. They are too weak and weak! But I have told my uncle before that the city of Beauclair is under magic, as is the entire Toussaint.

There is a curse that hangs over the Sansredo Valley, and this manor is no exception. It makes people lazy and careless, without making progress! So I also want to return to the north and make our brigade’s reputation even stronger! "

"That's very well said. I also think it's too early to retire now. Our journey has just begun. As long as we don't stop, the road will continue to extend!"

"That's right! Captain, don't stop!"

Listening to their conversation, Leo suddenly felt a strange feeling for some reason.

The bright moon was there at that time.

Once returned home according to the colorful clouds.

That was the last they saw of Victor.

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The official full name of the annual martial arts event in the Principality of Toussaint, the Knights Tournament, is the "International Knights Tournament." Sure enough, adding the word "international" to anything will make it high-profile and show wide influence. For example, the International Vegetarian House, or the International Association for the Protection of Maternity and Children.

After several days of trekking, Victor and Angouleme arrived at the knight competition venue in the north of Beauclair City, adjacent to the shores of Lake Sidiliga.

Looking down from a high place, countless tents surround the amphitheater, like flowers in bloom. The carriages move along the broad Knights Avenue. They must first go to the registration tent to register with the scribe.

After successfully finding the place following the road signs, Victor walked into the tent and immediately saw the scribe in charge of registration. He was about forty to fifty years old, wearing thick-rimmed agate glasses and a high-fold collar. Wearing cotton clothes, Mediterranean hair is all white, and he is immersed in writing some notes.

The witcher said politely: "Hello, I would like to sign up for the tournament."

"No problem, but we have to do some paperwork first!" He carved the last few strokes on the note with force.

Then the scribe raised his head and saw Victor's pupils and the recently famous Umbrella family crest clearly, "Ah! It turns out to be Viscount Corleone, His Excellency Victor of Keldro. That can save you a lot of time, Vivienne The lady has registered your information in advance! Please wait here. She has instructed you to inform her of your arrival. The lady will take you to the tent in person. Don’t worry, Miss Angouleme’s tent is right next to it.”

"Wait... As far as I know, according to Toussaint's tradition, knights must swear an oath and abide by it throughout the tourney. Each contestant must swear on the representative of his most valued character. Does Miss Vivienne even do this? Have you registered it for me too?”

"Ah, yes, what is registered in the document is that I swear in the name of my pure first love, Miss Lafite. Could it be that you want to change the oath and swear in other people and things?"

Victor was speechless for a while. This girl was really endless and would make fun of her whenever she got the chance.

"...Help me change it..." He glared at Angoulan who was snickering next to him. The witcher put his hands on his chest and said, "I swear on the honor of my grandfather that I will abide by the five virtues of knighthood."

After hearing the oath clearly, the scribe quickly revised the form, picked up a leaflet from the side, and the content was about the challenges and rewards of the knight competition. He handed it to Victor and left in a hurry.

Seeing the old man from the Mediterranean going to inform Vivienne, Victor focused on the flyer again, and Angoulaine playfully picked up the note the scribe had just written and peeked at it. After a while she exclaimed in surprise and handed the note to the young man to read.

"The Scribe's Notes on the Tourney"

1270 International Knights Tournament, Vivian. Miss Tablis hosts for the first time

Riders who have registered and are eligible to participate:

Lin Faen of Atlee is competing for the second time this year and was the winner of last year's competition. The defending champion does not need to participate in regular games, but will directly compete with the Cavaliers with the highest points. (All signs point to Lin Fain successfully defending her title.)

Golden Expark, the prince of Mehet, rumored to be a blood relative of Emperor Emhyr, competes for the fourth time this year

Baron Parmeline de Lawenfar, competing for the first time this year

Walton of Tritog, a knight from Redania, competing for the sixth time this year

Ernest Burris, from Martina, brother of Her Majesty the Horseman Douglas de Burris, is competing for the seventh time this year

Crane of Banad, a seasoned knight, has competed three times this year

Siegfried of Denso, a member of the Knights of the Flaming Rose, competes for the first time this year

Fergen’s Zhu Nieer participated in the competition for the fifth time this year

Viktor of Keldra, the first and only knight of Skellige, competes for the first time this year

(There will be many more names to follow)

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The first thing I noticed was of course that Palmeline was participating in the competition. Then Angouleme pointed it out, and then I noticed that there was also a familiar name - Siegfried of Danso, with the same suffix of the Knights of the Flaming Rose, which reminded Vic Many unforgettable memories.

It hasn't been long yet, but it seems like it's already a memory from a previous life.

The loyal and handsome knight did not expect to meet again in a foreign country. Maybe this time he can be found, fulfill the promise that was not fulfilled last time, and the two of them have a drink.

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