Witcher's Atelier

Beside the stream, the alchemist stirred the cauldron, "...Next time, we need to prepare some more means of harm. The dragon is unexpectedly strong. Besides, if it continues to fly high in the sky and bomb, no one can do anything to it, so air control measures must also be prepared!"

After ending the excitement of the red-eyed man with a battle alchemy, Victor and Angouleme chatted and exchanged their experiences today, and slowly walked out of the misty valley.

There are not many new parts in Angouleme's story. The summary is that after being pulled away by Weiss in the morning, he and the Blue Iron Guard took a small fishing boat and quietly went ashore to attack the town.

On the contrary, she listened to Victor's story with great interest, especially the gossip about the king, killing a count with a crossbow, and Arian was safe.

"Since he survived, we have achieved all the goals of this war, right?"

"Indeed, but we still have to stay a few more days! We have to attend the celebration banquet and take the bounty! It is only natural to get paid for doing things!

By the way, we can find out if the intelligence agency of Temeria can find this dragon. If there is any news, we can make another profit from Foltest. He will definitely be willing to pay a high price for the dragon's head. The king's face is not so easy to hit."

The Phantom Troupe returned to the camp happily, but they first met two people they knew outside. The first one was Keira Metz, the sorceress who was supposed to handle affairs in Vizima, but unexpectedly stood in front of the camp gate.

Today she was wearing a standard grey hunting suit with a high collar, revealing only a small part of her fair neck, which disappointed many soldiers who were watching from afar. This was the agreement between Victor and Keira, "Remember to put on more clothes when you go out, don't catch a cold!"

The other person was "King's Eye" Taller, the head of the Temerian Intelligence Agency. It must not be a small trouble for them to be teleported from Vizima together.

But the witcher didn't care, or he didn't care about most things in this era. He was just a foreigner.

"What's the matter? Didn't Vizima need you?" The witcher teased casually while wiping his face with a towel.

Giving Victor a blank look, Keira didn't want to explain, but Taller next to him smiled and replied, "A serious incident happened in Aedirn. King Demawi was assassinated! After the incident, they fell into chaos, and the road was blocked by ice and snow. We didn't receive the information until just now."

The witcher blinked.

For Temeria, this matter is very important, but it is not a crisis of life and death, so Taler spoke in a very relaxed tone. Of course, there are still some things in diplomacy that need to be taken seriously. He hopes to report to the king as soon as possible, so he asked Keira to help open the door and come to the camp.

As for Keira, she was even more indifferent. She knew very well that the person who did it was hired by Xier Tanshawei. After the last meeting ended unhappily, after this period of brewing, they finally succeeded.

After confirming that the sorceress's outfit today was nothing special, the soldiers who were watching gradually dispersed, and the witcher took off his half-body armor and wiped his body with a wet towel.

"Can you tell me how Demawi was assassinated? I don't think there will be no sorcerers around the king, as well as his loyal soldiers and magical amulets?" Victor had a feeling that if this assassin was really that powerful, he would come to Foltest!

As for the details of the assassination, they might be confidential to civilians, but neither of them felt the need to hide it from Victor. This man had just fought against the legendary dragon in public and was even thrown into the abyss, which was enough to prove his courage and position.

Taler adjusted his monocle and began to explain in a hoarse voice, "More than 20 days ago, Demawi III took a royal yacht for a trip, accompanied by the sharpshooter Tibor of Vangerburg and the wizard Abelard of Haji, and more than a hundred fully armed soldiers.

Originally, such precautions were foolproof, but the assassin used a mysterious frost bomb to freeze the entire ship in an instant. This unprecedented powerful weapon freezes everything within a radius of 60 yards. Only a few people who were protected by the wizard survived, and all the other people on the boat were frozen to pieces at the touch. of ice, and died on the spot.

Then he rushed out from behind the cover, sprinted straight to avoid Tibalt's two shots, and thrust the dagger into his throat; then he killed two soldiers, used the soldiers' bodies to block Abelard's fireball spell, and thrust the dagger into his forehead; finally he grabbed Demawi III by the collar, chopped off his head with a few knives, and jumped away with the head. "

Listening carefully to every detail, when the other party talked about the powerful frost bomb, Victor touched his nose, and he suddenly remembered that he had just thrown a frost bomb, what a wonderful coincidence!

However, thinking of the power of freezing everything in a radius of 60 yards, he shook his head and sighed again. The wizard's move was indeed extraordinary. If there was such a weapon just now, there might be a chance to rely on the power of numbers to keep the dragon.

Thinking of the wizard, he glanced at the sorceress and felt a little surprised. Logically, after his warning, Keira should be more cautious after receiving this news, but she seemed indifferent?

As for the subsequent straight-line breakthrough, Victor didn't feel anything, he was very good at it. Charging at the archers at a short distance and avoiding the shooting while moving were just basic operations for the witcher. With his body at the pinnacle, he would have a chance to dodge not only the bow and arrow, but even the crossbow arrow!

It is not surprising to have either a strong physical fitness or a frost bomb. The world is so big, there are so many people with frost bombs, and there are even more people with strong physical fitness. And who has both of these things at the same time?

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, Victor suddenly couldn't laugh. He just knew such a person...

"Are you two going to wait for the king to come back here? Before we separated, he was about to go to the monastery. Maybe he would like us to rush to him!" The witcher said as he put his armor back on.

Talmoshao lowered his bald head, "I know that the soldiers on the front line have brought back the news. Just now, thanks to you for standing up and fighting against that monster, cheers for you, Dragon Slayer Victor!

But the monastery is not so easy to get up. The monastery of the Lavaretti family is located in the back mountain. The terrain is quite steep, and the three-sided spire building is a famous tourist attraction."

What Tal said made Victor's heart sink even more. He suddenly understood how Angouleme felt when he was in danger. Every nerve was screaming and shouting to him that it was not good!

That big guy removed the frost bomb "North Wind" and asked me to help make a few things. I didn't think much at the time, and I wouldn't think about it carefully. I just made it for him, but now I think about it...

"I'm sorry, both of you, but I decided to leave now and rush to the king as soon as possible. Maybe you are willing to go with me." The witcher's sudden decision surprised Tal and Keira.

Angouleme was even more surprised. On their way back, the captain was not as loyal and patriotic as he is now. He was a man who was clearly planning to be a "salted fish" to the end. He suddenly decided to go up the mountain. There must be a reason for him to go!

She couldn't help but look into the distance. In the afternoon sun, the spire of the monastery in the back mountain was faintly visible.

...

The road for the Lord of Temeria, King Foltest, to find his child was not a smooth one, but he did not suffer any setbacks. At this time, Vernon Roche led the way in front, and the king followed behind Geralt.

Although the monastery was once inaccessible due to the stubborn defense of the rebels, Geralt solved the problem later with his wonderful performance. He found a secret passage under the well, rushed in alone, killed more than a dozen soldiers guarding the gate, and lowered the drawbridge.

Then the anxious king quickly found the priest in charge of the affairs and asked about the whereabouts of Anais and Balsi. After confirming the location, he took Geralt and Vernon Roche to the place where the children were - the three-sided spire.

Basically, the rebels in the monastery have been eradicated, but it will take some time to restore order. The road ahead was deserted. When they were about to reach the tower where the children were housed, Foltest stopped.

"Roche, go and organize your men and bring some Blue Guards. My child will be handed over to you for protection. Don't let those noble soldiers get close to my child."

Roche was stunned, "But your majesty, is yours safe?"

"I have the best swordsman in the north, Geralt of Rivia, by my side. He will protect my safety. Besides, your people have already cleaned up this side. There is only an old monk and my child up there. I will be safe here. Go!"

After receiving the order, the commander of the Blue Guards glanced at the witcher. After sharing the hardships with the dragon, and Geralt did shine in the battle not long ago, he had no reason to doubt him.

So he nodded solemnly, "Your majesty, your will."

The three-sided spire, the symbol of this monastery, was built in a very steep place. There were three cliffs on the road, and only the front could be used.

…

After confirming the king’s location, the Phantom Troupe, Keira, and Tal hurried to the three-sided spire of the monastery. Although Victor felt that he was well hidden, both Keira and Angouleme knew that he was very anxious.

Angouleme could read his micro-expressions, and Keira, after countless in-depth and simple exchanges with Victor, although she still couldn’t read his mind, it was not difficult for her to read the other person’s emotional changes.

She knew that the other party was worried about Foltest’s safety! But that was because he didn’t know the truth behind it. Demave actually died in the plan of the sorceress gathering house, which had nothing to do with Nilfgaard.

Keira walked and thought, now that the two of them are so familiar with each other, should she share some of her secrets with him? I believe he will be shocked when he knows it!

And Victor in front didn’t care what others thought, because they didn’t know the secrets he knew.

He became more and more nervous as he walked, and that emotion reached its peak when he saw the high tower on three cliffs. He clearly remembered the past on the banks of the Yaruga River!

…

In the tent.

Victor slapped the table, "What are you thinking about? What do you want this thing for? Do you want to do something bad with it?"

The person opposite was calm, "Haha, Batman who walks his bird and hits people in the middle of the night, and runs naked on the street and disturbs public morals, you have the nerve to say that others are doing good things? Are you doing good things and others are doing bad things?"

"Uh, sir, you misunderstood me. What I want to say is that this parachute is my secret that I will never pass on. It involves high-end knowledge such as fluid mechanics and aerodynamics that you definitely don't understand. In short, it is very complicated and very difficult to make! So──it costs money!"

The other party responded to Victor's excellent performance with a dull expression like granite and a nod of approval.

The young man with four scars on his face sighed speechlessly. He felt so lonely when no one understood his jokes. He shook his head and made a face, "Forget it, I'm not actually asking you for money. This is an old joke in Bell Town.

What you want will be given to you when the bomb is made! But let’s talk first, you can’t use the name Batman, you have to think of another one yourself, such as Flying Squirrel or Lemur. Of course, with your size, it’s a pity that pigs can’t fly! "

…

The conversation at that time was vivid in my mind. Victor's face was expressionless and his palms were covered in cold sweat, especially when the other party took away the body-shaping technology he developed exclusively for Batman. He also took away several masks.

The witcher could only comfort himself in his heart that he must be fine. Even if the big man managed to sneak into the monastery with his mask and cloak that concealed his body, Foltest would still have Geralt and Vernon Roche by his side, not to mention that there would be Triss. Merigold.

When they first met at Baishi Hall, he had considered how to murder the king. Although it was a wild thought, the practical conditions were quite clear. Firstly, the king could not have experts around him. Secondly, he had to lose his vigilance, otherwise any talisman that was actively activated would be destroyed. Might make the assassination fail.

Arriving at the triangular spire, he happened to bump into a group of blue-clad iron guards. Victor stopped in shock, "Why are you here!?"

Appearing in front of them, the leader of these people was Vernon Roche, and his companion was Triss. Merigold.

Triss smiled and raised the document in her hand, "It's nice to see you, Wick. I want to investigate the dragon's information. I first go back to the camp and get the scout's report!"

"The king asked me to gather his men. He will definitely be very happy to see that you are safe and sound." The commander of the Blue Iron Guard patted the witcher on the shoulder.

They were all smiling and relaxed.

Tamad! Victor's eyes turned black!

In other words, Geralt is the only one beside Foltest at this time, and he is the sword of destiny in the demon hunting world, just like Edogawa Conan, a walking plot trigger!

Suddenly, a scream and roar came from the top of the tower, and everyone turned pale because they all recognized the voice of the king!

Without hesitation, everyone rushed into the tower together.

Wandering and zigzagging up the stairs, and slamming open the iron door on the top floor, everyone could clearly see──

Foltest fell to the ground, with blood gushing from his slit throat, and Geralt was squatting next to the body with a steel sword in his hand!

…

The monastery bells rang, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Roche let out a desperate howl that didn't sound like a human voice!

Victor bit his lower lip...

The king is dead!

The King of Temeria is dead!

The King-Slayer──Geralt of Rivia.