Witcher's Atelier

"Destiny is like a hungry snake that eats itself. When the inner box opens the outer box, the outer box opens the inner box. Destiny is like the corolla of a cauliflower, spreading out in all directions."

──"The Secret of Solitaire" by Jostan. Judd

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"So so, so so."

After dawn, he met Angouleme and they sat by the creek to have breakfast. Victor shared with her the non-private parts of his conversation with Tris last night.

"Ah! This thing sounds really bad, but when you give so many suggestions, Wick, do you really think that my uncle will be so heartless?"

The young man shrugged, "Actually, I don't know, I really don't know."

Facing Angouleme's inquiry, Victor didn't know how to describe the entanglement in his heart. From the perspective of getting along with him, he didn't think the white wolf would be so cruel. After all, Triss's dedication to the white wolf was truly worthwhile.

But he also knew that, as a story with multiple options, the Geralt he remembered was actually the "ideal Geralt" he chose to play, not necessarily the real Geralt.

Moreover, even if White Wolf is really determined to be together for the rest of his life, the most he can blame is that he is too ruthless towards Triss, but on the other hand, it can also be said that he has deep love for Yennefer. In short, this ethical triangle drama will continue. No one knows how it will play out!

"I don't know what will happen to them in the future, but I know that if you keep your mind calm and your body healthy, as long as you keep moving forward, the road will continue to stretch forward."

"Captain...!" Angoulan nodded in agreement.

Victor snapped his fingers, "So the old man's love story is not the focus. They have a long time to coordinate and solve it. The current pressing issue is that after talking with Triss last night, I found that we thought too simply in the past.

The original plan was to fish out the snake sect witchers from the mud and find a place for them to hide until things calm down, but now it is obvious that this will not work. Triss has lost her job because of this, and Jay Lott was also wronged. For famous people like them, it is undoubtedly very painful to be wronged. Both parties are our friends, and we cannot favor one against the other. But if we want to continue to be involved, we must first Think about where to stand! "

"A question about taking sides?" The girl was a little confused.

"It's impossible not to choose a side to support. Considering that the relationship between Iorveth and Vernon Roche is also tit-for-tat, unless we turn around now and let this matter develop freely, we will eventually have to take sides. Two years ago we When discussing the policy of the brigade, the established principle is that when there is a conflict of feelings, we should help relatives rather than help others. Can you give me some advice this time? "

After rubbing the back of her head and thinking for a moment, Angoulin fell into panic mode, speechless and unable to come up with an answer. She was emotionally biased towards Uncle White Wolf and King Slayer Leisuo, but she knew that Leisuo was not bad to either of them. He once supported the two of them in the sewer, and the energy soup formula he often drank was provided by the other party unconditionally. Serrit and Oaks were also very kind to him, and they taught each other the skills of the snake sect. In a three-on-one situation, the ratio was very high. It’s hard to balance.

Speaking of the choice between humans and elves, she had no friendship with Roche, but Weiss got along well with her, and she had fought side by side with the Blue Armored Guard. On the other hand, she was very comfortable in the forest, so naturally there were many Friends, and having seen a lot of human oppression of elves, emotionally she felt that the Scoia'tael were more like weaklings.

I opened my mouth several times to speak, but finally stopped.

The young man shook his head. He had already expected that the girl would not have an answer. Now that Foltest was gone, he had to look forward, but it was difficult for him to make a decision when the future of so many friends was involved.

Victor knew it well. Now he was no longer an insignificant passerby. Which side he chose to help, even if it was not the final word, was definitely a decisive bargaining chip. Geralt and Triss were certainly in trouble, but they had to sell it like this. Lei Suo was emotionally unacceptable to him!

"Yes, you understand. We are so embarrassed now. Lei Suo's opinion is to tell us to get away! Indeed, as long as we get away, no matter how things develop, it has nothing to do with us! What do you think of his suggestion? "

Angoulin crossed his arms and said, "It's impossible to get away. Since I have the ability to intervene, I will not stand idly by! But as far as I know so far, I can't make a decision. I don't even know why he wanted to assassinate the king. Wait, wait and see, and collect some information? "

“This is a good idea, but as the old saying goes in Bell Town, if you don’t worry about the long term, you will have to worry about the near future.

If you wait with the idea of ​​sitting back and watching the success or failure, you may very well find yourself in a position where you have to make a decision at the end, and suddenly you have to choose to draw your sword against a certain side!

I don't want to do that, so I'm so troubled now. I want to explore if there is any mysterious method or a best-of-both-worlds strategy that can resolve the current troubles? "

"Haha, the best of both worlds? Unless we are the king of the world - the co-lords of the seven kingdoms of Nilfgaard, Temeria, Redania, Kaedwen, Aedirn, Skellige and Toussaint, then just one sentence , things will end as you want! At least I can’t think of any way to solve it, their conflicts can’t be reconciled at all!”

Victor did not refute, but he knew in his heart that there was a way. The version of his past life experience was that Geralt cleared his grievances and Leisuo survived. In other words, as long as you let go and go away, things will probably develop naturally like that in the end, but what if the ending is not what you want?

After experiencing the incident with King Foltest and being teased by cause and effect, the witcher was hesitant. Will fate require his own hands to participate in certain things in order to achieve the results he wants?

Is man determined to conquer nature or is it destiny?

Those who see through fate will surely endure the torture of fate.

After thinking about it, he sighed, "Forget it, I don't have any better ideas. Let's take a look and wait and see! The reason why I told you in advance is just because... let me tell you first, I will not have any other consequences for you because of this." Negative perception!

I just want to know if...I mean if, if there is no necessity──"

"──I'm on your side! The point of your sword point is the point of my sword point!" Angouleme answered decisively.

Moved by this shining determination, Victor looked away, "Thank you, I hope you know that if you have a strong preference for a certain camp, I am willing to refer to your opinion!"

"Captain, it's up to you to decide. I'm not as pretentious as you. I never hesitate when I have to wield my sword!"

Victor shook his head and laughed. It was just like what she said. It was precisely because he knew too much that he seemed timid.

But no matter what, the members' statements brought him great comfort. He knew that no matter what decision he made, there were people on his side. It felt really good, and his tense and serious expression relaxed.

"But Captain, there is something I want to try?"

Victor turned to Angouleme questioningly.

"It's about Seherin. His wife Moriel suddenly disappeared last year. When we were in Floating Harbor, we were all friends who played together. I witnessed with my own eyes how much they were in love and a happy couple. She didn't have any relationship at all. The reason was to abandon her husband, so I felt that there must be something fishy behind this matter. After going to the city, I wanted to investigate this matter and see if I could find her whereabouts.

Furthermore, Silang also disappeared without a trace. Although Iorveth didn't mention it specifically, it was strange that Silang didn't show up when I came! "

Victor closed his eyes for a few seconds before finally remembering who Silang was, Iorveth's adjutant──Siran. Isnilan, Angouleme's servant two years ago.

Thinking of "the ministers of the people" and staring at Angouleme's eyebrows, Victor really couldn't understand the aesthetics of the elves. Why would a handsome man like Silang be fascinated by her? This is really one of the many unsolvable mysteries since time travel. One of the questions!

The girl raised her eyebrows and glared at the young man fiercely, "I have a feeling, no - I'm very sure, Captain, you are thinking of something very rude when you look at my eyebrows!"

After being exposed by the members, Victor couldn't help laughing loudly. He laughed for a while before he recovered. "Tell me how you plan to investigate? Xi Lang will not talk about it for now. It has been almost a year since the lady disappeared. You Are you planning to ask around?"

Angouleme rolled his eyes, "I just plan to ask everywhere! Once I know that there are enough people I am tracking, I will naturally be able to distinguish between myself and the enemy! And if I think about what I want to know in my mind, my eagle vision will also give me hints!"

Covering his mouth and yawning, Victor admitted that if she makes good use of this ability, she will be like a golden finger in detectives. Anyone who knows Moriel's whereabouts will run away as long as they have a sense of friend or foe towards her, no matter how good or bad she is. But the judgment of Eagle Vision! However, the shortcomings of this method of investigation are also obvious.

"It's dangerous for you to do this, you know?"

"I know that I will step into the other person's field of vision first, but I think with Eagle Vision, these problems can be overcome!"

Knowing that she knew what she knew, Victor nodded and took out many tubes of potion and devil's dust from the herbal bag, a strange-shaped iron mask, and a cloak to modify his figure - a carefully prepared color, dark and inconspicuous. , it is easy for people to ignore.

The leader of the group handed over the above equipment and two full bags of kronor to the group members.

"We'll go into the city separately! We'll go our separate ways on this trip to the floating port. You'll go investigate the disappearances, and I'll go collect intelligence."

"Captain, what do you mean by that?" Angoulan was a little confused, thinking that Victor was not satisfied with her idea.

"It's not interesting. I allow you to try to help your friends as much as you can. However, this kind of wide-spread investigation may not only yield nothing, but may also accidentally stoke a hornet's nest. I won't be able to continue my activities in the city if it is implicated." It’s convenient, so just choose to divide your troops from the beginning.

And since the troops have to be divided, you also know that for the commander of the floating port, Bernard. I have doubts about Roledo, so we will act separately this time. I allow you to execute the "Assassin's Creed"! "

After hearing the last four words clearly, Angouleme's eyes suddenly shone. He never expected that he would receive this final authorization.

Undoubtedly, among the many educations given by the team leader, "Assassin's Creed" is the one that suits her best, and after studying it, she admits that it requires the most high degree of self-control!

"Nothing is true, everything is possible!" It means that she can do whatever she wants, kill whoever must be killed, and do whatever must be done.

The girl's cheeks flushed with excitement, "Is this...is this really okay? Are you sure you want to give me such great authority? You know, this is a prosperous town after all. Maybe I will kill a lot!?"

The young man raised a finger and shook it from side to side, "Based on your recent performance, I trust your judgment. You and your golden eagle are free, do whatever you feel is necessary, do whatever you feel is necessary!"

Good words warm the heart in winter, and Angouleme's eyes were filled with tears. A strong sense of honor surged in his heart. The leader actually trusted him so much, and he shouldered the great mission of finding his partner's missing wife!

"It doesn't matter even if the matter gets out of hand. Anyway, no one knows you. You don't need to worry about your face. Hide in Iorveth's territory immediately and seek his shelter. As for the fasting, I will help you clean it up!" Victor added calmly.

Angouleme clenched his fists with a wooden face. This was not the first time, nor the last time, that the members of the group had the urge to beat up the leader!

...

So, the Phantom Troupe split into two groups. After Victor paid the fee to enter the city, the first thing he did was to find a club where he could take a shower. Since Temeria, he has accumulated a lot of pressure during this period, plus the dirt from the travel, and he really needs to be cleaned up.

Just as he expected himself before, he wants to be a new era witcher, an elegant gentleman hunter who takes a shower every day, cleans neatly, has a well-designed hairstyle and beard.

After putting on sunglasses and asking for directions, Victor soon arrived at the "Ladies' Secret Space", located in the basement of the Lame Sam Inn.

But before he could enter, he was stopped by someone, "Oh! My soul brother, Geralt said you should come to the floating harbor in the next few days, I knew I would meet you here, and it turned out to be just as I expected!"

Dandelion, a famous bard, composer, singer and writer in the north, who was so handsome that he made people jealous, came over to hug the witcher.

And when he met this cynical, womanizing, philandering, and lying bastard, Victor was happy to hug him back, because they were sincere friends.

"Tell me, what are you doing here, you fool? I thought you would run to Novigrad after the Vizima riots were over!"

"Please! What else can I do here? Of course, do what you are about to do! Before we celebrate our reunion with wine and poetry, come, let me introduce you to this respectable lady - Miss Margot!"

Dandelion pulled Victor in front of the lady who ran the "Secret Space". She wore a green hat decorated with goose feathers, her blush was full, her chest was white and unusually open, and more than half of it could be seen at a glance.

Sweeping Victor, who was exhausted, and his clothes with soft fabrics and slim cuts, Ms. Margot's round face piled up a bright and sweet smile, "Aha! Look who's here, our handsome but not so straightforward poet, brought another handsome guy today?

Tsk tsk tsk, as soon as I saw you, sir, I regretted retiring too early!"

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