Witcher's Atelier

The good fight has been fought….

It was just after noon, and Victor and Dandelion left the "Lady's Secret Space" to eat golden sturgeon at a place recommended by the bard.

The "Floating Port" is an important transshipment hub of the Pontar River. It is located at the junction of the four countries of Aedirn, Kaedwen, Temeria and Redania. Its irreplaceable geographical location has made this place prosperous and wealthy.

Although the living environment is not comparable to that of the royal capital, it is definitely far better than an ordinary village or town. For example, although the streets are not paved with stone slabs, toilets are installed at regular intervals, at least so that pedestrians will not be startled every step of the way!

There is also a facility in the floating port that ordinary villages would never have. When he noticed it because of the huge crowds, Victor couldn't help but stop. He didn't even notice there was a "gallows" here yesterday!

The spacious and majestic gallows built of hardwood was fully functioning at this time, accommodating five prisoners for execution and speeches on it.

The five prisoners are all elves, both male and female, standing on the trap door with their hands tied behind their backs, with a hanging rope tied around their necks as the background.

The speaker was a sturdy bald man with big ears, chest and belly, orange puff sleeves covering his arm muscles, and a long knife hanging on his waist.

He has no beard, short eyebrows and a bulbous nose, and his small eyes are gleaming because of the flesh on his face.

The speaker's voice was loud and clear even in a noisy environment. "Everyone, listen to me, regarding the tragic events that took place during the siege of Lavaredi Castle that were announced a few days ago - the death of King Foltest. to dastardly murder.

I have received conclusive information that those evil Scoia'tael gangs in the forest were indeed involved in this heinous incident! Therefore, no one among you can live in peace.

Later today, trucks filled with armaments will drive into the streets of Floating Port. I hereby declare a state of emergency in this city. Everyone must arm themselves and be ready to fight at any time to avenge your dead king!

Now, let us hang these five thieves first and collect the first blood debt for the king! "

The speaker waved his hands and encouraged the audience to cheer. Then the executioner came on the stage, kicked open the mechanism one by one, and opened the support under the victim's feet.

The trap opened, and with a sound between a crisp sound and a muffled sound, the elves disappeared one after another. The rope trembled for a moment and then stretched straight!

Even though Victor had faced more bloody scenes, seeing this kind of "justice execution" scene for the first time still made him feel uncomfortable, and his expression was in stark contrast to the happy and excited look of the people around him.

"...'Great' speech, he just shouted 'Kill all non-humans'. Let me guess, the instigator on the stage should be——"

"─Benard Lorendo, the commander of the floating port," Dandelion's expression was not very good, "Help! Let's get out of here quickly! This bastard almost killed Zoltan and me a few days ago. die!"

The witcher smiled, gestured to the bard, and followed his hurried steps out of the lively square.

Putting his hand on the poet's shoulder, "What's going on? What did you and Zoltan do that got him caught?"

The poet twisted uncomfortably, "..., Zoltan was considered to be in collusion with the Scoia'tael, and I... Forgive me for keeping silent on the details. To put it simply, after a battle involving the technical court twins, the town guard, An unfortunate incident of a dog, a cat and an oil lamp, and I stood innocently on the gallows in the town square.”

"Can you switch to a language I understand?"

"I accidentally burned down a watchtower."

Victor laughed, "You bastard! Temade deserves to be hanged! So it was Geralt who saved you?"

"Well, Zoltan and I can't leave the city yet. Loredo made a deal with Geralt and asked him to eradicate the giant octopus monster before issuing a pardon to us." Dandelion looked annoyed as he spoke.

"How did you and the dwarf get together?"

"Oh, that's a touching and tearful story! No red wine, no golden sturgeon and basil grilled chicken, I can't tell a word! I wanted to give you a surprise, but in fact Zoltan is waiting for me to come with you Why don’t you let him tell you personally later?”

"Things related to you are never a surprise to Temade. Every time there is surprise but no joy!"

…

after a while.

"Bang!" The dwarf slammed the wine glass on the table. "Your idea is too general. We still have good things occasionally. How can we say there are no surprises!"

The long-lost punk-headed dwarf Zoltan. Qi Wa wiped his beard wet with wine with his sleeve and angrily defended his honor.

Victor and Dandelion used their knives and forks to enjoy the delicious grilled sturgeon. The fish meat is rich in collagen, does not taste fishy, ​​and melts in your mouth.

The three of them dined in a restaurant near the harbor. They all knew that Victor was a big spender. Of course, they had no intention of saving money for him. They immediately served three golden sturgeons, grilled chicken and bread with sauce, and a table of beer and spirits. A full table.

Of course, the "Champion of Vizima" is indispensable for this occasion. The witcher took a swig and wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, "Let's talk about it! Zoltan, how does it feel to get married? Why did you leave your new wife and run away? Hanging out with Dandelion outside?

He said you have a very touching and tearful story. Could it be that you discovered your wife's infidelity after marriage, and she was already pregnant for several months without doing anything? "

Victor's words were so vicious that Dandelion couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of beer, and then burst into laughter. Zoltan's face turned green, and the witcher who took the money was helpless.

The old dwarf sighed and asked, "Let me ask you first, where is Angoulaine? Why is she not with you?"

Victor spread his hands, "The eagle spreads its wings and tries to fly on its own. She has to solve the problem in her own way. I just need to be prepared to wipe her butt."

After listening and nodding, Zoltan didn't ask any more questions, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "...my wedding was canceled because some gossips said that I participated in the Vizima uprising, so Bracken The Riggs family broke off the engagement.

My original mother-in-law-to-be did not want a rebellious instigator to join their family...

boss! Have another glass, I have to say that your wine is too watery, it tastes like vinegar! "

The bard shook his head and said: "You are talking nonsense, who can understand, let me explain it!

Here's what happened... A week after Captain Jaques died, we rushed to Mahakam to prepare for the wedding, and Zoltan bought an absolutely gorgeous bodice, a pair of traditional pointed-toe boots, and a A jade stone as big as a fist is to be given to Judora as a gift!

We chose a place called Molu Lane for our bachelor party, and that was the last consolation in the whole Mahakam disaster. "

At this point, Dandelion crossed his chest and leaned back on his chair.

“The next day when we went to the Breckinriggs house, we were welcomed in, and we all sat down to chat, starting with the superiority of Mahakam’s mining know-how, all the way to dinner.

Just when I thought I knew more about mining than I ever had before, they serve up..."

Zoltan interjected angrily, "At that time, you could even hear the sound of a pin dropping to the ground. Old Brackenriggs suddenly stood up and preached, 'A true dwarf should devote himself to mining, not on the battlefield. ' Chasing fame and fortune.

Damn it, Victor, you won't believe it, but they gave us duck blood soup! It was as black as tar, and they must have cooked it in whole coals.

'eat! ’ Brackenriggs said, and then gave us two big bowls of shit-like stuff. This old bastard wants the whole mine to collapse on his head. "

Next, Zoltan and Dandelion had no intention of describing the details. It was obvious that this insult made them uncomfortable, but they were unable to fight back.

With a sip, the dwarf picked up the wine glass, "Come on! Here's to this life that is worse than a horse. I have worked hard for more than six years and my fingers have been worn to the bone. I have the patience to listen to that old tyrant Breckinriggs." I bought jewelry...and then I was learning the Jiahe dance when she called off the engagement."

Zoltan did not insult his former fiancée Eudora with swear words, but Victor knew that he was really uncomfortable, so he picked up the wine glass and said, "A noble heart is a priceless treasure. Missing you will be her eternal regret. I believe you are worth it." Better lady!”

"You couldn't be more correct, Termad. I'm going to write a poem about the money-grubbing Brackenriggs family, so that all the Mahakam dwarves will know that whoever dares to marry their daughter will be squeezed out of everything they have. !" Dandelion raised his glass in conclusion, and the three of them drank it in one gulp.

…

They drank wine and mingled with each other, Zoltan's ability to brag was still as good as before. The story he told today was about "The Saint of Aedirn". Saskia.

The daughter of an Aedirn farmer, she grew up on a farm and fought bravely in the Second War of Upper Aedirn against King Henselt, the invader of Kaedwen in the north.

Just like the evil sorceress Sabina. Grivisigg, she showed an extraordinary side during the terrible battle when she rained fiery hell on the warriors' heads. She survived the flames unscathed.

Soon after, the girl became famous for slaying a giant dragon, and was given the same title as Victor, "Dragon Slayer". To be honest, looking at all the countries, it would be difficult to find a more exaggerated character than her in a "local hero". Certainly.

In fact, Zoltan once told these stories outside the city of Vizima, but Victor had something on his mind and didn't pay attention at the time. But this time, both he and Dandelion listened with interest.

In particular, it is said that she has a pretty face, smooth skin, plump breasts and round waist. Through the introduction of Zoltan, a veteran of brilliant jokes, the various subtle and mysterious descriptions make people want to stop listening.

The joyful time lasted until a palm pressed on Victor's shoulder, "Wick, I didn't expect you to be in such a good mood that you came to eat golden sturgeon! Why didn't you come to us? We just had a big deal about the King Killer. progress!"

Looking sideways at the other party, the witcher rolled his eyes, "Vernon Roche, if you want to eat too, just pull up a chair and sit down and order food. I'll pay for the food and wine. But if you want to talk about serious business, I'm sorry. Drunk."

Victor stopped the other party from talking anymore, because the "King Slayer" was an almost irreconcilable conflict, and it was likely that as the situation developed, they would have to draw their swords against each other.

Although he was unwilling to let Roche take the snake sect witchers to trial and execution, he also did not want to take advantage of the other party, let alone deceive the other party.

Noticing the change in the opponent's attitude, the commander of the Blue Iron Guard frowned, observed the witcher's rosy cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "Our temporary headquarters is located on the second floor opposite Lame Sam. Come over when you sober up. Talk."

After saying that, Roche was about to leave, but Victor suddenly grabbed his arm. The witcher looked solemn. It was better to make some things clear now!

But at this moment, the wolf badge suddenly vibrated, and the town alarm was ringing "Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang".

A fisherman wearing a red hat rushed into the restaurant and shouted, "Everyone, take care of yourself! The monster is coming!" Then he slammed the door and ran to other places to report the news.

Everyone in the restaurant was in an uproar. Some people immediately paid the bill and left, but the atmosphere did not turn into panic. They just stopped shouting and turned to whispering. Obviously, the range of Squidward's invasion would not reach this place.

Pulling Victor's hand away, Vernon Roche's poker face forced a smile, "Go! Witcher, your face is full of curiosity. Maybe you can cooperate with Geralt to get rid of this monster. Anyway, come and chat when you are free."

...

The alchemist ran out of the restaurant. The appearance of the giant octopus really made him not in the mood to confront the Blue Guards. Thinking of the void characteristics that might be attached to the tentacles, he couldn't wait to observe Squidward.

The restaurant was originally close to the port, and Victor walked briskly. Soon he saw the terrifying tentacles extending from the bottom of the water next to the pier from a distance. The thickest part was thicker than Reso's waist.

The tentacles slapped the pier, breaking the hardwood and collapsing, and then swept across, sweeping several unfortunate fishermen into the river.

When he first encountered the giant octopus monster, Victor had made an assessment that perhaps a true witcher master, plus the assistance of a powerful warlock, could get rid of this monster.

Now, a few years have passed. Although there is still a long way to go before a master in terms of swordsmanship and experience, the power and reaction speed of the bombs he has mastered are definitely stronger than the witcher master.

With the support of a sorceress, it is not a fantasy to solve it.

But when he thought of the sorceress, Victor's excitement suddenly dimmed.

If he hadn't quarreled with her, he could ask her to help now. She would definitely be happy to see such a big monster.

Such interesting research material, we will fight side by side to solve it.

Then make love.

From night to dawn, and then prepare breakfast for her.

It would be great if there was no quarrel.

…

Shaking his head to get rid of the picture in his mind, the young man withdrew from the unrealistic reverie, and another sorceress appeared not far ahead.

She had black hair and black eyes, wearing a black velvet robe decorated with pearls, a round tattoo on her straight chest, and a silver fox fur scarf wrapped around her neck.

The witcher observed from a distance and confirmed that her facial features were beautiful. There was no ugly sorceress, but she had two characteristics that made it difficult to get close to her. First, her expression was domineering and murderous, and second, her hairstyle was like two pairs of boots on her head.

In addition, her spells were also very dangerous. The red light flashed and hit the thick tentacles. The existence that was so arrogant a moment ago instantly shrank into the river.

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