Witcher's Atelier

The day after the greenhouse conversation, Victor was busy slicing the camouflage mushroom in the alchemy room. This kind of mushroom is collected in the dark corner of the greenhouse. Its characteristic is that the gray cap can easily make people mistake it for a rock. According to ancient records, it can relieve chest pain.

There was a knock on the door. It was the priestess Aurora. She made a few gestures, as if she wanted to express some more complicated meanings. Unfortunately, Victor couldn't understand it. He just put down his work and followed the priestess.

Stepping into the side hall where he had just been a few days ago, Sister Nenneke sat in her oak armchair that was like a throne. She waved to the boy kindly to ask him to come closer to talk. At the same time, he noticed the incongruity in the side hall - about one and three quarters of armored knights.

"Come... child, come and meet these two gentlemen of "noble" origin, serving the Duke of Seaward who is most generous to his people. They claim to have important things to inform you." The priestess's tone seemed careless when she spoke, and the "noble" with emphasis was obviously not very noble.

Victor bowed casually, looking at the two visitors in front of him. The tall and handsome human with a long scar on his face was wearing a helmet and a blood-red cloak. There was a white rose emblem on his shoulder armor. He stood in the front and was obviously the one who was responsible for speaking.

The strong and sturdy bearded dwarf, wearing a fox fur-trimmed coat and iron chain mail, stood aside with his hands folded on his chest. Although he came together, he still retained a considerable ** status.

"Victor, from Bell Town, east of Zerecania, may I ask the names of the two gentlemen? Is there anything I can do for you?"

The White Rose Knight did not return the boy's bow: "I am Thales, the White Rose Knight from Dorndell Fortress, serving Prince Seaward." He did not look at Victor when he spoke, but stared at the priestess, emphasizing the word "prince".

Sure enough, he was a progressive person who blindly followed authority, indulged in titles, and longed to parasitize the upper class. Maybe he was the son of a moneylender or a tailor?

Perhaps the boy's harsh criticism was conveyed to the knight through the mysterious radio waves. He then turned his head to look at the witcher apprentice, his light blue eyes full of unconcealed hatred, and he continued: "Then the person next to me is--"

"Wait a minute," the dwarf stepped forward and interrupted Thales, his voice hoarse and indifferent. "Let me introduce myself! Witcher, I am Dennis Kramer, the commander of Prince Seaward's guards." As he spoke, his light gray eyes under his brush-like eyebrows were not friendly, but not malicious.

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be indifferent and returned to his original position, yawned unconcealedly, and continued to stand with his hands folded on his chest.

"It's an honor to meet you two." Victor bowed again lightly and casually.

"There is nothing to be honored about," said Sister Nenneke calmly, "They are not coming to you to show respect. In fact, they are coming to ask you to leave as soon as possible and to drive you away. I think this should be considered an insult. What do you think?"

"I don't think the Knight needs to worry about this," Victor shrugged, "I don't plan to settle here. No need to urge me, I will leave on my own in the near future.

As for how long I will stay, it depends on the honorable High Priestess of Meliteli, Ms. Nenneke, how long she allows me to stay."

Hearing what Victor said, Thales shouted, "Get out now! I - Thales Knight Les, on behalf of Prince Seaward, the lord of Elland City, orders you to leave his land immediately──"

With a snap, the iron paperweight was thrown on the knight's face, leaving a clear red mark. Nenneke's voice was cold and majestic: "In this temple, only I can give orders, bastard, who gave you the courage to roar here?"

Taylor's face was instantly distorted by rage, but he still shut his mouth and did not argue with Nenneke. He just stared at the witcher apprentice with hateful eyes. Looking at his expression, Victor decided to start studying Angouleme's suggestions. He didn't like the feeling of someone wanting to torture him.

"Forgive me, dear Lady Nenneke," the knight turned to speak to the priestess, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth, "but Prince Heward cannot allow demon hunters to appear in his territory, whether he has private affairs or comes to hunt monsters."

"Very good, after so many years, you finally learned to suppress your anger and tell lies that no one believes. I am so glad that the child I delivered can grow up to this point. Your mother will be proud of you.

Now listen carefully, this is not Elland!" The priestess said majestically: "This is the temple of Meliteli! And I, Nenneke, the high priest of Meliteli, allow him to stay as long as he likes, without a time limit."

Hearing the priestess's announcement, Thales subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, but the dwarf leader Kramer stepped forward and held his hand first.

"What are you doing? Have you forgotten the prince's order?" The knight didn't dare to attack the priestess, so he simply turned to roar at the dwarf.

The dwarf said indifferently: "I don't need you to teach me. When I was loyal to the prince, you didn't even know where to drink milk. I obeyed the prince's orders and didn't make a single mistake. The prince asked me to accompany you and not let you get hurt. I stopped you from doing anything that would hurt yourself."

Then he did not try to communicate with the priestess, but turned to look at Victor, "Listen, witcher, don't you feel ashamed to seek shelter under a woman's skirt? Why can't you just leave here and let Let’s put an end to these unnecessary quarrels and save this honorable lady from her worries?”

"Your suggestion is very attractive, Lord Commander, and can even be said to be fascinating," Victor mocked. "You are trying to use the honor of knights to anger me, a witcher apprentice, and lure a young man into You laid a trap in the forest, beat him up and drove him out - if I understand correctly."

There was no sympathy in Kramer's steely gray eyes: "No one's going to die for this..."

Kramer's response made Victor smile, and the sun shone brightly on his plain face: "Tsk tsk tsk! Okay, respectable Commander Kramer, let us end these disputes now. Although I don't want to cause trouble, But you don’t really care anyway.”

Hearing this, Aunt Nannick frowned and wanted to interrupt.

"No, Ms. Nannick, please don't say anything. I have decided. Thank you for your promise to me. Allow me to live as long as I like, but I cannot abuse your tolerance." Victor bowed to the priestess. Salute.

"I will leave within thirty days! Thirty days, I will not ask for more." Then Victor said something that disgusted Thales so much that the high priest sneered, and the dwarf commander seemed to have something to say. A long time of thinking.

Obviously, this young man didn't care at all about the so-called Airlander's majesty that Thales wore.

"You all heard it." Before the two visitors could react, the priestess spoke, "You two 'gentlemen', you all heard it. This witcher apprentice will stay here for another thirty days. This is his desire.

And it is my wish that I, the great priestess of Meriteri, will be his host for another thirty days. You can tell this to Hiward himself.

No, forget it, I will personally write a letter to the 'noble' Amelia to remind her that her husband should pay attention to whether the vicious dog he keeps has begun to bite in a state of confusion. "

Then Sister Nannick waved her hand as if to shoo away flies: "Now that everything that needs to be said has been said, you can go. You are not welcome in my temple."

…

The furious Thales finally bowed to the priestess and left with his armor clicking.

Because he couldn't do anything in this temple. If he did, then before dusk, he and the soldiers he brought would be hanged by the angry people on the row of acacia trees by the roadside at the city gate.

Goddess Melitelle is on top.

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