Witcher's Atelier

At night in Fugang, the rain seems to have no tendency to stop.

In the office of the Blue Iron Guard, the topographic map of the Pontal Valley is now covered with multiple architectural structural drawings, and the pattern drawn on it is the residence of the floating port commander Lorenzo.

More than a dozen commandos and witcher Geralt were having a meeting around the desk. The person in charge of describing the attack plan was "Hand of the King" Vernon. Roche.

"Listen carefully, I won't repeat these words again. We have two targets in this operation. The first is the Kaedweni spy, Arnott Melliger. I want him alive.

The other is Bennard. Loredo, commander of the trading post, traitor to Temeria, we cannot let such a man live.

Arnott rarely leaves the mansion, so we have to attack the place. To get in, we have to use Weiss's talents and match Bannard's hobbies. "

Geralt raised his hand to interrupt, "Please use the full name or surname when addressing people, so that I won't get confused. Bernard Rolledo and Arnott Melliger are correct, right?"

Roche nodded angrily, "Yes, that's it. Rolledo's mansion, pay attention to how many guest rooms there are. Geralt will wait and seize the opportunity to check first to confirm if there are any other dangerous factors. There are usually patrols around the area. Team."

His fingertips slid to the second picture, "This building is the guardhouse of Rowledo. There are many villains and gangsters inside. They think they are powerful warriors, but in fact they are just useless drunkards wearing colorful armor. Especially the one named Demetrius, letting him and his men sneak into the army is a shame to Temeria. "

Geralt raised an eyebrow.

“Finally, there is this building, the lion’s lair, where the valuables collected by Roleto are stored, where he eats, drinks, and otherwise desecrates himself while looking at the statue of a female elf.

Under normal circumstances, only the following people are allowed to enter, Arnott. Mai Lijie, Loredo's mother, his cousin and... a skilled woman. "At the end of the sentence, Roche looked at Weiss from the corner of his eyes.

The adjutant of the Blue Iron Guard crossed his arms, "I'm not sure if I have decent clothes."

Ignoring her thoughts, Roche looked at Geralt, "At about the same time every month, Loredo always recruits two skilled women to serve him. It is said that the remuneration is so generous that all the women who have gone there choose Resigned, Weiss will dress as one of them later.

This mansion was originally a damned fortress, and Luo Ledo expanded it and improved it, so the witcher must invade from the expanded place, and Ves will help you open the window.

Once you're in, you'll have to improvise, Geralt.

But you have the convenience of being hidden, and Ves can take care of herself. Zanin and Rickard would cover from the high ground and, if things went badly, lure the bastards to the windows. "

Geralt closed his eyes and nodded.

The commander's voice was calm and steady, "I don't want this operation to cause huge commotion and affect the city's security and defense. If everything goes well, we will end Rolledo's rule at dawn."

The blue-clad iron guards responded by stroking their chests.

"Others stay with me nearby, ready to deal with extreme situations. I say it again, extreme situations." At the end of the sentence, Roche's expression was cold and serious, "That's it. Are there any problems? No? Then what about us? Just do it.”

After speaking, he waved his hand and inserted the dagger deeply into the map on the table.

…

Just as the blue-clad iron guards were setting off, four figures were standing on a high cliff with dense vegetation next to the floating port.

Among the four people, there are two humans and two elves. The humans are Victor and Angouleme, and the elves are Sedric who has awakened from "Victoria's Old Prescription", and Seherin, whose beloved wife has disappeared.

Despite the wind and rain, Corleone simply stroked his temples with his hands, pushed back all his parted hair, and styled his hair in a slicked back.

Through the few bonfires shivering in the wind and rain, he roughly determined the scope of the town. He turned around and smiled with satisfaction, "The location is very good. Angoulin and I will have no problem sneaking in from here. Thank you for leading the way."

Suddenly kneeling down on one knee, Seherin held Victor's hand in both hands, lowered his head and choked with sobs, "Please...Moriel...everything...is up to you."

Sedik, who was responsible for leading the way and giving directions, wanted to help and say a few words, but after thinking about it, he kept silent and just bowed to ask for help.

Unable to bear to see his friend cry, Angouleme turned his head and stared at the brightest area under the mountain, which was the fortress residence of the commander of the floating port, Rolledo.

"Raise your head, Seherin," Victor said in a calm voice, "I accept your commission because you are a friend of Angouleme. But there is something I must say first.

In the past year, Moriel was kidnapped into the mansion and never seen the light of day. As a beautiful elf, one can imagine what happened to her. In extreme cases, your appearance and even your body may be damaged. Are you mentally prepared for this outcome? "

The cliff is slightly cold, and the wind and rain can be heard beating leaves in the forest.

Seherin raised his head, his eyes blurred with tears, and his tone was as pious as a prayer, "I swear to you, Victor, no matter what happens to Moriel or what she becomes, I will continue to love her. Take care of her, just like Eldon and Samari."

Covered by rain clouds, there were no stars in the sky tonight, but Victor saw the shining stars in the eyes of the elf - love - a kind of awe-inspiring beauty.

So he took out his hand and put it on his chest, "Seherin, in the name of Knight Victor Corleone, I promise that I will go all out to rescue Moriel."

After explaining the situation and having made up his mind, the group leader turned around and nodded to the group members, accelerated at a trot, kicked off the cliff and flew down.

This scene frightened Sedek and Sekhlin. They originally thought that the brigade was just descending slowly into the city using ropes.

The shocked two people took a few steps forward to take a look. On the moonless night, they could only see the vague shadow, flying like a bat. Judging from the stance, it turned out to be a direct parachute into the fortress. This approach was completely beyond the elf's imagination.

Not surprised, Angoulin patted his chest and said, "Relax, we will rescue Xiao Li'er, go back and wait for our good news!"

After saying that, her actions were even more terrifying. She jumped directly down without using a parachute or hang glider. She just kicked the rock wall with her feet to slow down.

The extraordinary behavior of the brigade gave people "hope" and "expectation". They watched Victor and Angoulein in a daze. It wasn't until the phantom completely disappeared in the darkness that Sedric grabbed Seherin's arm and dragged the one-eyed elf. Yiyi leaves.

…

Gliding on a dark and windy night, from the air, Victor had an unobstructed view of the entire town.

Floating Port - The most important trade routes in the north intersect here. Every convoy must pass through the floating port. Anyone who wants to use ships to carry goods in this area must remember the floating port commander Lorenzo! And show him enough "respect".

And a person who receives so much "respect" will of course receive corresponding "hostility", and there are countless people who want to get rid of him.

Therefore, the place where he lives is very leisurely. The fortress mansion can accommodate two hundred armed guards, with sentry dogs and alarms. The towering walls are reinforced with magic, making it a small fortress that is difficult to attack.

But tonight, in the darkest place on the outer wall of the fortress, which is the steepest and most difficult to invade, a rope was suddenly thrown down from above. Then Angoulan climbed up like an ape and easily joined Victor.

"Hehehe, you are worthy of being the leader. I couldn't think of a way and had to force my way in yesterday, but you managed to sneak in silently just by airborne."

After nailing a second rope to the wall and throwing it down, Victor ensured that the emergency escape route was clear. "It's also the right time and place. Fortunately, there's no moon tonight, otherwise anyone would be discovered if they looked up."

"The weather is right, the time is right, and the place is right, then leave the harmony to me!" Angoulene smiled so loudly under the iron mask that she silently jumped off the outer wall. She closed her eyes and felt it with her heart.

Standing aside, Victor showed the kind smile of an old father under his iron mask. This kid is really promising. Yesterday, he actually deliberately made the matter bigger, making the guards of Roledo Mansion aware and hostile to the Man in the Iron Mask, which naturally created a radar detection effect.

Of course, praise should not be given out easily, because this person's self-confidence is overflowing and it is very easy to get carried away and must be suppressed frequently.

After a while... Angouleme opened his eyes and waved his hand for Victor to follow. The two drank the cat's eye potion and quietly began to strangle the patrolling guards.

If everything goes well, this will be an infiltration operation in which no one will die.

If the members can make their own decisions, perhaps a dagger can be inserted cleanly, but the leader's concept is that one should always have a reverence for life, and on the premise of protecting oneself, killing can be avoided if possible.

It's easy to choose to kill when you encounter a problem, but it's impossible to come back alive if you kill the wrong person. Thinking of witnessing Dr. Shani's efforts at the Vizima Field Hospital, Angouleme acquiesced in Victor's approach.

…

And just when the Phantom Troupe kept knocking people out.

In front of the pass outside Floating Port City, Iorveth was hiding in the darkness, counting the number of guards, confirming their level of armament, and measuring their morale.

The preliminary conclusion is that this battle is very difficult to fight.

During the siege, the defenders originally had an advantage, but in the evening Victor staged another city gate breakthrough, which led to a large number of reinforcements from Luo Lieduo.

Now even if a sneak attack can kill many guards first, his troops will still suffer heavy losses in the subsequent shooting and impact.

But this battle cannot be ignored.

Not only was it a matter of justice to save the compatriots; in fact, because of the riots, the humans in the city were unable to fully open up to the outside world, and the non-human races would not support Luo Ledo. This was definitely a rare opportunity to attack the floating port.

By capturing towns, you can not only obtain enough food and ships, but also transport a large number of soldiers.

Thinking of the woman worth following and the great dream, Iorveth's eyes slowly became firm.

"Go back and prepare for battle...Lan Xi, I'm afraid we can only break through this tight defense with our lives, but no matter how many sacrifices we make, we must attack the pass before dawn!"

Hearing the commander's statement, the elf adjutant with dreadlocks flashed a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, everything...for a better future.

After making gestures to tell the scouts a little further away to return to their positions, Lan Xi followed Iorveth and left.

…

Some time passed.

With the humanoid radar Angoulan present, the Phantom Troupe's sap-fighting business was booming. A large open area was quickly cleared, and then they briefly separated to investigate the environment.

After plotting against the guards on a watchtower, Victor looked down from a high position and realized that the entire mansion was actually a large barracks, and judging from the layout, the master bedroom should be...

While looking around, the witcher's eyes suddenly stopped.

Through the window of the building in the distance, he caught a glimpse of a woman with short blond hair, wearing ultra-short and mini technician-like clothing, being tied to a stretcher by several gangsters, and then they dispersed.

Due to the dirt and dust on the glass surface, the extraordinary vision could only see the tip of the iceberg, but vaguely, it seemed that there were many people in the room, and the adjutant seemed to have been knocked unconscious.

This is not a good sign. Victor touched his chin. It was totally unexpected for Ves to appear here. Could it be that the Blue Guards were also active here tonight?

There was no need to hesitate. The witcher jumped off the observation deck and ran directly to the building. Although he was just a passerby who came to save "Moriel", it was just a piece of cake to help the Blue Guards according to the situation.

This house looked ordinary, with a three-story structure and a cellar. There was no guard at the door. If he hadn't caught a glimpse of Ves, he would probably have ignored this place.

However, as he approached the building, he vaguely heard a lot of violent venting sounds, as well as the weak and shallow moans of women. In short, it was definitely not like a normal person exercising.

Victor slowly approached the entrance, and suddenly a scream stopped abruptly, accompanied by the jokes of several people laughing.

The witcher stopped and felt his blood slowly turning cold.

Then, with his extraordinary hearing, he heard a heavy object being dragged, banging on the stair treads, and finally the flap door opened, something was thrown into the cellar, and the flap door closed again.

For a young man who has seen countless weird movies, some things do not need to be witnessed with his own eyes. He knows what happened just by sound and imagination, but this time the cruelty came too suddenly, making him a little confused.

After making sure that the footsteps returned to the upstairs, he pushed the door open and walked silently to the flap door of the cellar. At this position, his nose had already issued a warning, and it smelled the smell it should smell.

But Victor insisted, so his hand reluctantly opened the flap door according to the instructions, revealing the scene below to his eyes.

There was more than one corpse lying in the cellar...

Hatred exploded, and his blue pupils turned blood red. It was one thing to anticipate it in advance, and it was another thing to actually see it.

A question suddenly flashed through his mind, why can people... be so bad?

Every time he thought he had witnessed the worst thing, something worse would break the bottom line.

Although there are many barbaric or incomprehensible customs in the places I have passed in the past, they are generally civilized and reasonable.

But Bernard Loreto and his friends... are unforgivable!

I walked up to the second floor quietly and saw more than a dozen villains sleeping there.

Victor mechanically drew out his dagger and silently cut their throats one by one, just like the scum upstairs did just now.

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