Witcher's Atelier

Wearing a brown cloak and gray trousers, soft red hair tucked into a hood, crystal clear green eyes, and fair cheeks dotted with freckles.

Thanks to fate, the beauty in her memory was not destroyed. Triss's skin color was not ebony, and her appearance was that of an absolute goddess.

Sitting on the suspended trestle, kicking her feet, the sorceress said nothing, staring into the dark forest, not knowing what she was thinking. Victor noticed that she looked tired, different from the energetic look she always had in the past.

"Are you okay? You don't look well...Ms. Royal Counselor?"

She was slightly startled, turned her face to stare at Victor for a few seconds, and then looked back to the forest, "...Magic has its price, but I'll be fine soon, Wick, it's nice to see you again. Besides...it seems You don't know yet, I'm no longer a royal advisor... I lost my job and my home in Vizima, and they call me the Witcher's Lover, the King-Slayer's Bitch* Maybe I should be thankful that Kai! La is still alive, otherwise they would just call me a bitch!"

The sorceress's tone was calm, but the witcher could hear the loss, "They...who are they? After the death of the king, who has the right to remove you from your post? Baron Kimbert or Earl Maravel?"

"It's a meeting of nobles. The day after the assassination, the lords held a meeting in the fields near Chateau La Valette to elect a new ruler. They debated this for several days. It was not so much a meeting of nobles, but It is more appropriate to say it is like a market. The scope of discussion includes but is not limited to positions in the palace and cabinet, spheres of influence, royal privileges, etc. "

"It sounds very hopeful for the future!" Victor said jokingly.

Feeling the joy of schadenfreude, Triss rolled her eyes at him, "There were several duels during the process, and two people were poisoned. If not for the negotiation, John Natalis brought an additional three thousand from the south. Armed soldiers maintained order, and civil war broke out early, but in the end no king was elected."

"Ah, as usual, a meeting to solve the people first and then the problems. So is this marshal interested in running the country?"

"It's both fortunate and regrettable that he is a pure soldier. He is not suitable to manage the country and has no such idea."

"Isn't this the time for royal advisors to come forward?" Victor asked implicitly, "Even if you are inconvenient to participate because of your reputation being damaged, at least Keira should be present to express her opinions?"

The sorceress shook her head and sighed, "We were not invited, and neither was Keira. Obviously we will support Foltest's bloodline, and the nobles must seize the opportunity to reduce the king's authority and influence...

Ah sorry! I seem to talk too much and forget that you are a witcher. You must be tired of telling you so many political things. Geralt doesn't like hearing this. Every time I talk about it, he has a sullen face, and other witchers are not interested either! "

"Haha, I know this. Lambert complained to me that when you lived in Kaer Morhen last winter, you always tortured them with endless political topics! But you don't need to care, I am a witcher. Although I don’t like to participate in it, I think politics is closely related to everyone. You don’t need to participate, but you can’t know anything about it!”

"Hahahaha," Tris laughed out loud, "As Geralt said, are you an outlier among the wolf sect?"

"Oh, what did he say about me?"

"He said you are a cat that jumped out of a wolf's den, or a gryphon that flew out, but you just don't look like a wolf!"

"Cat" obviously refers to Victor's flexible mind and physical fitness, while "Griffin" is undoubtedly the powerful seal ability. The orthodox wolf witch hunter, under the guidance of Vesemir, has always followed the rules. A group of people, or so it seems on the surface.

"If it were Eskar or Vesemir who accused me like this today, I would admit it. But Geralt? Let's forget it! Isn't there too many deviant things he has done? Tell him not to hunt dragons, he will listen Did he listen to me telling him not to be brothers with the king? And did he listen to me telling him not to sleep with the sorceress?”

After three consecutive rhetorical questions, Triss laughed happily. What Victor said completely made her laugh. She laughed so hard that she was out of breath and reached out to slap the young man.

"No wonder you get along so well with Geralt and Dandelion. You have something very similar, a sense of humor that is sharp and mean to the core!"

"I will accept what you said as a compliment. Now that I am in a better mood, let's talk about serious matters. What is the reason that keeps our beautiful sorceress up in the middle of the night and comes here to blow the cold wind and listen to the howling of wolves?

I don’t think that just being a royal advisor can make you so miserable and lost. Judging from the feeling of getting along with me, although you care about politics, politics is not everything to you! "

Triss responded angrily, "You sound like you know sorceresses well? Let me tell you, Keira's desire for power is not much stronger than mine. She prefers comfortable pleasures!"

"I'm not talking about her, but Philippa Earhart. I know what a woman born for politics looks like. She will never abandon national affairs and travel thousands of miles to treat a white-haired, lame old man with amnesia. You went to live in Kaer Morhen for more than a month, or do you want to tell me that you stayed there for so long because the "four-poster solid wood European style elevated double curtain bed" is so comfortable that you can't let it go? "

Triss remained silent, and Victor did not force her. The two of them just looked at the dark forest together.

After a while, "He's not lame!" The sorceress kicked the witcher on the calf, "And we found the king killer, he is indeed a giant with a bald head and scar, he is hiding in the forest, next to the villain Iorveth."

"Oh! It's true." It didn't keep it a secret for long, Victor was not surprised, they were all the most elite talents of this era.

"And I'm here with Geralt to seek advice from Sedrak. There's a giant octopus monster approaching and wreaking havoc in the floating harbor recently. Geralt accepted the commission to eradicate it, but the monster's tentacles can spray out highly toxic substances, so I need to prepare a special anti-toxin potion.

Now he is rushing to the monster's old lair. When he arrives, he will use the mage's mark to notify me to teleport there to collect venom samples. So it's not like you didn't stay up in the middle of the night, ran here to blow the cold wind, and listened to the wolf howling! Desolate and lost!"

Taking out a large piece of chocolate from the herbal bag, Victor broke half of it and handed it to Triss, "Relax, you've been very good to me since we met, good to Angouleme, not to mention Ciri, and as their brother, I am naturally willing to give back to the best of my ability!

You are telling the truth, but the situation you described is not enough to explain your depressed mood!"

Take the chocolate and smell the aroma. The milk chocolate refined by incredible alchemy, the rich and sweet smell can almost be called a fatal temptation!

After taking a bite and chewing, the sorceress hurriedly stuffed the whole piece of chocolate into her mouth, enjoying the happiness that chocolate brings to humans.

A few minutes of happiness passed.

Triss took a breath and exhaled, "Okay, if you really want to know! I'm afraid, afraid that Geralt will leave me. He is gradually recovering his memory. A few days ago, he asked me expressionlessly that he wanted to know everything about Yennefer, even if it would hurt our relationship, even if I tried to hide the part, he asked me to tell him without reservation!"

Blinking, Victor restrained his smile.

"I told him, I don't want him to know from others that I lied to him one day, but now I'm very scared, I'm afraid that after remembering everything, he will leave me without any attachment! Leave me alone!"

Victor suddenly had nothing to say, because according to his previous life memory, it seems that when he first started playing Geralt, he was single, and he met Triss after a breakup. Could it be that the White Wolf recovered his memory and decisively put on his pants and didn't recognize him! ?

"Are you being too paranoid? In my opinion, White Wolf is a very sentimental person, and we have seen everything you have done for him!"

"No... you don't understand. From that day on, his attitude towards me has subtly changed. He no longer trusts me wholeheartedly, no longer shares everything with me, and always thinks and recalls alone in the corner. I can feel that he is a little suspicious. He suspects that I am still hiding something from him and not telling him!"

Victor reached out and patted the back of Triss's hand, "Hey, don't get excited! We all know that you don't need to do this, but he doesn't know. You have to understand the suspicion of the old man with dementia! Besides, it may be that you are too sensitive. In fact, he didn't What do you mean?"

"No! For example, he was unwilling to listen to my advice on the commission of the giant octopus this time, and insisted on cooperating with Xier Tanshaweier to deal with the giant octopus together. If it was in the past, after I told him about Xier's danger, he would have decisively refused!"

"Xier Tanshaweier? Who is that?"

"A powerful and cold sorceress, a royal advisor to the Kaedweni court, and a close friend of Philippa Ehart!"

Victor had no impression of the name "Xier Tanshaweier", but he kept this name in mind because Triss was so cautious. Just based on the fact that birds of a feather flock together, Philippa's friends would not be simple women.

And the giant octopus monster was naturally remembered deeply. Victor was attacked by it a few years ago, but he didn't expect it to be still alive and moving closer to the city. Obviously, after two years, the natural environment can no longer provide it with food, and it needs to charge more tolls from humans.

Next, Triss talked about her time with Geralt. To Victor, it sounded like a cliché, a standard example of an old couple who have been together for a long time and gradually lost respect for each other.

Perhaps due to the guilty conscience of the intervener, the red-haired Triss almost always responded to the white-haired Geralt's requests. This is not the attitude that a healthy relationship should have.

"Can I know what the Kaedwen royal advisor is doing in the floating harbor? How did she convince Geralt to cooperate with her? And most importantly, shouldn't we track down the kingslayer first?" Victor interrupted.

Triss, who was speaking freely, was stuck for a moment. After a moment, she bit her lower lip unwillingly, "He didn't tell me..."

"Okay, Triss, I roughly know what your problem is. The way you get along with Geralt is wrong, and your attitude towards love is also wrong. You need a real military advisor to give you crucial advice on love!"

The emerald eyes stared at the blue eyes of Samsara, "Little brother, you don't think you are the real military advisor, do you? You are only a few years old..."

"There are different levels of knowledge, and different specialties in different professions. In my hometown, east of Serricania, when people boast about my military power, they call me Dragonborn, and when people praise my wisdom, they call me Crouching Dragon."

Victor began to make up stories without any guilt, but it was a pity that Angulan was not around, and no one could reveal his true face, so Triss listened with half-belief and looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes for help.

"First of all, you have to understand one thing. There is no need to be humble. You are not an intervenor at all! In the world of love, every relationship between people is independent. Throw away your useless sense of immorality and like someone. People are not wrong, and the two interactions between you and Geralt are beyond reproach. Even if there are problems, it is Geralt who deserves criticism.

The last time he had a falling out with Yennefer, during the breakup period, there was nothing morally blameworthy for you to be with your friend's ex-boyfriend, and this time it was even more innocent. Yennefer was already dead. Could it be that everyone No widower can remarry? "

Of course Victor was sure that Yennefer would come back, but the problem was that no one else knew, so when the analysis came out, Triss's face immediately felt much better!

"Besides, there is no model for love, so don't imitate other people's love. Maybe you look forward to their relationship, but you are Triss Merigold, and you are not a substitute for anyone. You just need to be yourself.

There is no point in imitating the models of Yennefer and Geralt. Not only will it make you physically and mentally exhausted, but the imitator will never be as good as the original version in the other person's heart.

You want to be the first Triss, not the second Yennefer. She is arrogant and arrogant. You have to be considerate and gentle. Getting along with each other with differences is your real core competitiveness!

…this…that…because…so…in short….

Men are all passionate. The less they can get, the more they want, so they should be self-respecting, self-reliant, and self-reliant! …”

Combining the soft articles he had read in his previous life, Victor followed his own understanding and sent bowls of chicken soup for the soul to Triss.

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A historic day.

That night, feeling Triss's ardent expectations, Wolong Victor came out to help her, using the "Floating Harbor Policy" to open up her horizons and skills, laying a solid foundation for the future Shura field, and the three of them tango. Lay the groundwork!

…

The night was coming to an end and the sky was still dark. She felt the message from the spell mark. Triss stood up with bright eyes and hugged Victor. "Geralt sent a message. Thank you, Military Advisor Wick! Thanks for your help." , I know what to do next!”

With his hands behind his back, the witcher smiled, "Come on, madam! Angouleme supports you. The most important thing is to remember that the three of you have such a long life. In this long life, more or less Young Master will leave temporarily and do what he wants to do. Love is important but not everything. When you can truly tolerate Yennefer's existence, you will be invincible! "

Letting go of Victor, Triss shook her head, "It's still hard for me to understand the concept you mentioned, but I will try my best. Next time you go into the city, if possible, I suggest you avoid Xi'er, she Not a simple character!"

Victor caressed his chest and said goodbye, "I have a sense of discretion in my heart."

The portal suddenly opened, Triss. Merigold walked through the portal proudly, confidently, and enthusiastically.

After she disappeared, the elf Sedric slowly walked over and said, "Perhaps you are willing to teach Seherin a lesson. I found that your views on love are quite unique! He only lost his lover Moriel last year.

There is only one doubt I want to know. Do you really believe in the principles you just enlightened the other party? "

"The purpose of enlightenment is to make people feel comfortable and be able to go on with strength. Whether I believe it or not is not important. What is important is that Triss is willing to believe it.

Just like what you said to Seherin last night when we first arrived, do you really believe that his wife is just missing? "

After thinking about it, Sedek stretched out his hand to shake Victor's hand and said, "Young wise man, you are welcome to chat with me again at any time."

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