Witcher's Atelier

This much-anticipated fight started amidst cheers and commotion. When the two sides got into boxing stances, Victor's left jab hit Sigri in the face, causing his nose to bleed.

Then when he kicked the opponent, he was dodged. The noble grabbed the witcher's sleeve and tried to bring him down, but he was pushed back by his arm and pushed into his knee.

Sigri waved his hands and elbowed him while screaming, and suffered a heavy blow, but still failed to hit Victor.

Taking two steps back and looking at the noble who was shaking back, the witcher stepped hard with his right foot, hit his opponent with a Japanese punch, then hit him with a right hook to make him lose balance, and then kicked his butt to make him fall to the ground.

This humiliating blow made Sigri get up and roar, and he rushed over to fight.

Victor ruthlessly grabbed his opponent and "thrown him over his back," slamming him to the ground.

When he was knocked unconscious, the witcher had already mounted the noble's body and knocked him unconscious with left and right hooks.

…

Half an hour later, Sigri regained consciousness with a bruised nose and face, and walked over to Victor, who was playing bridge with the dwarf.

The noble banged the wooden table angrily, "This is a public duel, witcher, if you win, you should kill me!"

He looked sideways at the other person and said, "Kill him! I'm not a murderer. Besides, this is just a bar fight, just for fun."

"You won't understand. My reputation is ruined and my honor is gone. I would rather die in your hands."

"Is it difficult to understand? If you want to prove that you are as brave as your brother, you should choose to perform on the battlefield. This is a gathering place for drunkards. After dawn, no one will remember whether you won or lost among these drunken guys."

Being refuted until he had nothing to say, the nobleman's face turned blue and white, his whole body was shaking with anger, and his hands and feet were cold from cold sweat on a hot day.

"..., Victor of Keldro, Sigri of Guleta will not forget you."

"That's such a shame..." the witcher toasted, "I'm drinking, and I'll forget about you before dawn."

…

Not long after Sigri left, Victor also chose to leave early because he had to go on a date.

Back at Angouleme's house, the woman who was waiting for him under the moonlight was holding a food box in her hand. Unsurprisingly, it should contain "Stargazing Pie".

Stargazing pie is also a traditional dish in Aedirn, mainly popular around Aldeburgh and Guleta. The ingredients include sardines, tuna, fish, herring, dogfish, cod and some kind of fish to make up the seven types.

To make it easier to eat, the fish is first skinned and deboned. Put your head up to the sky and bake it in a pie mixed with thick milk, eggs and cooked potatoes. The fish oil released during the process will flow back into the pie, making the pie taste more delicious.

The finished product is like a beautiful scene of fish looking up at the stars, hence the name "Looking Up to the Stars".

Knowing that Victor didn't like this kind of food very much, he deliberately brought it to share. The young man made an appointment to chat with Saskia, the Saint of Aedirn.

Zhaoyin was too late to meet up last night, so she agreed to meet today. After a busy day of military affairs, she came to visit with the delicacies she wanted to promote today.

Demon hunters also like to chat with this dragon slayer, not only because she is beautiful, but she also has a frank and sincere quality that allows them to share many of the deviant thoughts of this era.

As Iorveth said, this relationship is not love, but two souls who are in love and become friends.

Just like this, a few days passed slowly, with the peaceful time of doing alchemy in the morning, practicing swordplay or picking herbs in the afternoon, and dating at night.

…

After jogging this morning, Victor came to the Black God Pot for a date. However, before entering the pub, there was a notice on the bulletin board at the door that caught his eye.

The title is "There's a Female Hairdresser in Vergen."

I would like to inform all humans, elves, and dwarves who are concerned about the condition of their beards that a barber respected by the world has arrived in Vergen.

The name of this lovely lady is Felicia. Ke Li, I personally guarantee that she is really a magician who uses scissors.

I encourage all townsfolk to try her services and stop having visitors claim that crows are nesting in dwarves' beards, or that Vergen is an unpopular backwater.

Miss Curley provides services near the Black God Pot in Lundulin Square. She is prompt, crisp, efficient and her charges are very reasonable.

Mayor. Cecil. Burden

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Victor felt amused as he stared at the mayor's signature. Sure enough, she listened to Felicia's advice. When doing business in the dwarf's territory, the elders' right to speak must not be ignored.

Back then, the power of the erection decoction required Zoltan's introduction and Cecil's endorsement, not to mention that she was a mage apprentice selling fake amulets.

But it seems pretty good now. With the "buy amulet and get a haircut!" approach, her business will soon experience explosive growth. I hope she can graduate as soon as possible.

He opened the door and entered the house with a smile. The female elf who had asked him to meet today waved happily, her dreadlocks swaying. She was Iorveth's adjutant, Lan Xi. Isni blue.

Yesterday, she sent a message through Angouleme, who was lying in bed at the moment, saying that she did not want Iorveth to know about it and arranged to meet her at the "Black God Cauldron" today.

As soon as Victor sat down, Lan Xi couldn't wait to hold his hand, "Demon hunter, I'm glad to see you. I really need your help with something!"

The young man smiled and shook his hand and then withdrew, "Why can't Iorves know what happened? Hey, maybe you need relief from the itching?" He said while making obscene gestures with his hands.

The reason why he dared to joke with the other party was because they had become familiar with each other these days. He was not worried that Lan Xi would make any excessive demands. The dreadlocked girl, like her brother, was a die-hard fan of Iorveth.

The female man was fearless. Lan Xi rolled her eyes and said, "I'm itchy, do you want to help? You can only talk. If you have the guts, come to the forest to find me at night!"

"Ahem, sorry, I'm rude." Victor was choked and retreated directly.

On the way here by boat, as the hero who killed Loredo, the witcher declined the other party's attack several times, because the dreadlocked girl was only seventeen years old this year and was still out of range.

Rejected again, Lan Xi hit Victor in a bad mood, and his expression became serious, "Since the Scoia's Party arrived in Vergen, several commandos have disappeared. It was originally thought that they were tempted by a comfortable life and left their posts. But now their bodies have been found. The dead have broken bones and bruises all over their bodies. I don't know what monster attacked them."

Hearing that it was related to the witcher's job, Victor crossed his arms and motioned the girl to continue the statement.

"Preliminary investigation shows that there are several victims, not only commandos, but also several humans. The bodies were found these days. The common feature of the victims is 'young men'!"

"Young men!? Where were the bodies found?"

"In many different places, but mainly concentrated on the roads around Vergen, and there are several burned villages."

The witcher nodded with satisfaction. The client of this mission is very reliable. At least he will not be ignorant.

"I must examine these bodies. Where are the victims buried?"

"Most of them are buried in the ancient cemetery in the back mountain, but desecrating graves is a serious crime. The families of the deceased will inevitably be furious. I don't recommend you to do this."

"You just said the majority, so there are a few?" Victor got to the point directly and chuckled.

The dreadlocked girl clapped her hands, "As expected of Wick, there is a body that has just been found and not buried yet, I told them not to send it to the tomb yet."

"Then let's go now!" After saying that, the witcher stood up and walked out the door, "What's the situation with this victim?"

Lancy hurriedly paid the bill and followed, "The body was severely damaged... and there are many unknown scars. No matter whether it is a human or an elf, they would not do such a thing."

"I will help you, but let's make it clear that you can't work for free. Not even Iorveth can do it, and even less so his subordinates."

"Tsk! You will get a generous reward, but you have to keep it secret from the commander. We have lost several excellent people, and I want to solve it privately so as not to increase his troubles. If you do a good job, I will also give you something better than gold coins!"

"Haha, then let me see what I can do..."

...

After a while, Lanxi took Victor to the forest behind the mountain. There were four elves guarding the body here, led by Elias, the captain of the commando team who had met him a few times.

His eyes swept across their faces. They looked sad and angry. He waved his hand to let the elves back off. Only the adjutant was left by his side. The witcher lifted the white cloth that wrapped the body.

Judging from the stiffness, the body had just died, less than twelve hours after death.

After a preliminary inspection, Victor determined that the clothes were torn in many places, the body had many broken bones, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in his nose.

The condition of the head was much more intact than other parts of the body. The deceased had serious dark circles under his eyes and seemed to be anemic. There were small bite marks on his neck.

Checking his hands again, he was holding a tuft of long hair, and his forearms were severely cut, as if he had to defend himself. Hmm... there was something embedded in the bones, a piece of metal fragment.

Turning the body over to check the back, there were many nail scratches, and the scars had not yet scabbed. It was estimated that he had had sex not long before his death.

... and there was a book buried with him! ? Opening it and looking at the words and handwriting, "Your body made a sizzling sound under my gentle care..."

Both the words and the handwriting were familiar. Victor was sure that this was Dandelion's poetry collection. The question was why the deceased carried his works with him. There must be a mysterious reason.

After putting away the books and covering them with the shroud, he waved to the elves to carry the body to bury it. The witcher was going back to the city to find the bard.

"Lan Xi, I have some ideas about this matter! But please give me two more days to verify it, and I will give you a clear answer."

The dreadlocked girl nodded seriously, "Thank you, I believe you, then I'll leave it to you."

The body fell to the ground with a bang. It seemed that one of the elves carrying the body had lost his grip, and there was a flurry not far away.

...

On the way back, Victor fell into deep thought. The matter was actually very simple. All the clues on the body pointed to the murderer being a "female night demon". Some places called her a succubus, or according to the official instructions of Toussaint, she could be funny called an "evil beast".

The appearance of a beautiful woman, with goat horns and knuckle hooves, and steel-like muscles on her white arms. A kick from her goat-like hind legs or a butt from her head horns can break bones and tendons.

The reason why he couldn't jump to a conclusion was that this was completely inconsistent with the nature of female night demons. They didn't like to kill people at all, and had no interest in flesh and blood. They only wanted the "essence" of humanoid creatures.

Another thing was the obvious scar on the dead man's hand. From the metal fragments, it could be determined that it was caused by a steel sword, but that was inconsistent with the broken bones all over the body. Monsters would not use two weapons to create corpses, unless one of them was fake.

Unconsciously entering the Black Cauldron, Dandelion happily greeted him, "Wick, you came just in time. Can you help me think of any rhyming words suitable for 'miracle'?"

Victor blinked, "The other side?"

"Haha, great, as expected of you!"

"Writing sonnets for your new poem?"

"Better than that, I'm writing a hymn to the freedom fighters of Vergen, please be sure to listen to the first version."

"No, no need. Let's talk next time."

As expected, Dandelion refuses Victor's refusal.

"May those who dream of freedom stand up

Witness the scene of liberation with your eyes

Be my brother and let us walk side by side

The choice is yours, but you know there is no other way

How far shall we venture in this great wonder?

Elves, dwarves and humans go to the other side hand in hand..."

"Do you like it?" Dandelion looked quite satisfied after singing.

Victor spread his hands, "...at least it rhymes."

"Okay, I will renovate it properly." The bard pouted, and when he turned to leave, the witcher reached out to hold him, took out the poetry book and put it in his hand.

"Ah! It's my favorite poem! Some bastard stole it recently and probably used it to abduct young girls. Oh my god! I really miss this book. Without these poems, it feels like I went to a brothel without... Bring weapons. Victor, I owe you a favor, and I don't know how to repay your kindness...

No...actually, I know what you want in return. A quart of milk? My treat! "

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and the witcher shook his head in denial, "I have a better idea!"

"Beer, or vodka? It doesn't matter, I just got a small income."

"Don't drink. I need you to do me a favor."

"As long as you ask, you can ask for my chastity! Of course, that's if I still have it."

"I have no interest in your chastity."

"Then what else do I have? I'm just a bard, don't tell me you want to write a poem to the day demon."

After the troublesome problem was solved, the witcher smiled happily, "It's not that serious, but it's somewhat similar."

"Please, Wick, don't treat me like Geralt! He always gets me involved in those horrific monster incidents. You know, I'm just an ordinary artist, unlike you who is also a witcher─"

"──Believe me, you will like this. I need you to seduce a night demon!" Victor interrupted the complaint simply.

Dandelion opened his mouth in surprise, "Are you crazy? Are you going to let a hoofed night demon fuck me until I die?"

But then again, we are all mortal...sooner or later we are all going to die for something.

So...well, I'm willing to die for my friends! "

Regarding the bard's awakening, the witcher said he was not surprised, "I knew I could rely on you, my brother. Now I'm going home to prepare some potions, so that at least you can struggle for a long time before you are killed. Time, in the evening we met at the city gate and headed to the burned village."

Dandelion hugged Victor tightly, unable to say anything.

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