Witcher's Atelier

Victor's high school grades were not ideal, but he was admitted to a private college near Taipei after all.

...ah?

...What kind of situation is this! ?

...Is there something weird? ! ?

Saskia was wearing a comfortable and relaxed summer robe today, with a wide collar and placket, revealing just as much fair skin. At the dining table in the living room, the two of them sat at the corner of the table at a 90-degree angle to eat. Sometimes Saskia would cross her thighs, which made Victor couldn't help but peek.

It was probably the work of the hairdresser Felicia. Saskia had a beautiful short haircut, no makeup, and a natural and sweet smile. She was enjoying dinner and drinking red wine, and the movements of her lips, teeth, and tongue were beautiful. Victor secretly thought to himself: "If I can be bitten by this little mouth... my life will be in vain!"

After dinner was finished quickly, the two of them returned to the sofa and sat down. She suddenly started panting. While panting, she said with a smile: "Wick, you see I'm so tired from the meeting today and I have no energy at all. Come and help me." Can I give you a massage?”

Of course Victor had no problem, "Okay, let me help you rub it carefully from top to bottom! You must know that I am a massage expert who has experienced many battles!" The witcher was eager to give it a try.

Aroused by his enthusiastic look, Saskia said softly: "It's only a massage, you can't mess around!"

"Don't worry! I promise with my grandfather's honor! I will never mess up." Before he finished speaking, he had already made empty fists with both hands and gently beat Saskia's shoulders.

The strength was relaxed enough, and Saskia closed her eyes with joy. Victor pounded for a while, then changed to a pinching method. Saskia simply lay down on the sofa and enjoyed Victor's service.

Squeezing and squeezing, Victor found that Saskia's breathing gradually became calmer, and she seemed to be falling into a deep sleep. So he whispered: "Saint Maiden of Aedirn..." Seeing that she didn't respond, he secretly moved his hands away from his shoulders and moved them to other parts.

Saskia remained motionless, and he became more daring and displayed all kinds of martial arts, you're welcome ***. Perhaps because she was really comfortable, Saskia's upper body was still lying prone, but her lower body suddenly arched her left leg to make herself more comfortable.

This sudden movement startled Victor, but when he saw that she didn't move again, he felt relieved and continued his massage.

Saskia's change of posture comforted Victor, so he could attack from behind. Victor secretly ****, the whole **** is exposed.

Victor simply moved his heart, lifted up the *** with his left hand, lowered his head, ***, and lifted up the ***.

…

There are really too many pictures that need to be harmonized, so "Frame!" The picture suddenly goes black - there is no more underneath! Victor smashed the pink dream crystal against the mountain wall and broke it into pieces.

The "dream stealers" of the human-faced demon bird can store vivid dreams into crystals. They only need to input magic guidance to use the first-person perspective to repeatedly peek at the scenes that happened in the dream.

What the witcher had just browsed and destroyed was the erotic dream he had had─although he could not remember it at all.

Around him, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, all of which were the human-faced monster birds that had been killed not long ago.

Back then, when Victor had not yet mutated, when Skellige was dealing with their distant cousins, the Sirens, he needed Dragon Roar Potion to make the monsters fall out of balance, but now he directly uses Igni Fire Breathing and Alder Air Shock to make the monsters fall out of balance. They fought until the wolves and rats scurried. The few that were not killed temporarily fled far away and found another place to breed, leaving behind a nest full of dream crystals.

To save Saskia, you need to choose an object that is full of magic power. Although the broken one just now is suitable, it is a pity that the content is not suitable for people to see, so the witcher destroyed it.

Fortunately, the inventory was very rich, so he continued to pick up dream crystals to test his magic power.

…

The dream scenes adopt the first-person perspective──.

On a full-moon night, I was walking in the forest, and my hands were so heavy that I didn’t know what I was carrying.

Me: "This is the king's head. Give it to Xi'er, you know where to find her. She will give you gold coins and instructions for the next step."

I'm talking to Oakes, the witcher of the School of Vipers.

Oakes: "It's so heavy. How am I going to carry it through the forest? I can't draw the sword at all."

Me: "You have to wear ordinary clothes and cannot be armed. Find a way to sneak past unnoticed. If anyone asks in front of the camp gate, just say that you want to help the sorceress bring some sausages in."

Oakes: "That's a mile away! And this thing smells like something. I need to find a thicker bag to put it in."

Me: "Go! Stop complaining, we don't have time to waste."

Handing the crowned head of Demavi to Oakes, my arms grew unusually thick.

The dream ends here.

…

Opening his eyes, Victor silently put the crystal into the herbal bag. It was terrible...it was actually Reso's dream...So Oaks was near the Henselt military camp? And "Xi'er" is also an accomplice! ?

The time when the dream occurred cannot be determined. The key is that the person to whom Leisuo delivered his head turned out to be the sorceress Xi'er. Tansavier, this completely subverted the witcher's imagination beforehand.

Originally, based on who benefited the most and who was the most suspicious, the circumstantial evidence of the female spy Sasha, and a few future clips, Victor firmly believed that the person behind the king-killing was "Nilfgaard". But in the face of this overwhelming evidence, is it really the sorceress behind the scenes?

After thinking for a moment, Victor continued to look through the dream crystals, hoping for more clues, but Reso's dream did not have a sequel, and several inexplicable crystal contents followed.

For example, Cecil's nightmare - "He was discovered by others to be a dwarf who abstains from alcohol, and was spurned and excluded by everyone overnight, and even had no face to face his ancestors."

Or Iorveth's beautiful dream - "He teamed up with Saskia to defeat Henselt, and the two looked at each other affectionately in the sunset, but the dream ended before the kiss."

Adjutant Lan Xi Yisnilan's nightmare - "Sitting in the middle of roast suckling pig, fried steak and countless delicious fruits, desperately stretched out his short hands to take them, but because he was too fat, he couldn't move at all."

And Angouleme Corleone's beautiful dream.

...

The dream picture adopts a first-person perspective -

On the desolate battlefield with sandstorms, facing countless demons and ferocious monsters, Victor hugged my thigh miserably, "Ahhh... It's so scary, am I going to die here?, Woo woo woo."

I drew out the silver sword, the blade was surrounded by lightning, "Don't be afraid, Captain, do you see this "Thunder Fury"? I will protect you!"

"I knew I could rely on you, you are really my most trusted subordinate, please protect me." Victor clasped his hands together in tears, tears in his eyes.

I was brave and fearless, facing thousands of troops, "The strongest immortal emperor of the Phantom Troupe, Golden Eagle Angulan is here! Who dares to fight me!"

Then I held the Golden Eagle in my left hand and "Thunder Fury" in my right hand, and went in and out of the monster group seven times, unstoppable. It was a righteous spirit that penetrated the universe! Bravery and bravery are the best among the three armies!

Victor also held a colored ball and kept shouting, "Angoulême, you are awesome! You are the best Hansa member. What would I do without you?"

The dream ended here.

…

Staring at the inexplicable dream in his palm, Victor really wanted to smash the crystal, but after hesitating for a moment, he still put it in the herbal bag. Maybe he could refer to this dream when making "Thunder Fury" in the future.

The sky that was sunny not long ago became a little dark because of the passing of dark clouds. Maybe it will rain soon. When the witcher was about to pick up the next crystal, he suddenly found that among the countless pink crystals, there was a "bright red crystal" shining.

…

The dream picture adopts the first-person perspective──.

White clouds and gray dogs, the warm sun rises...I am flying! ?

Yes, I am flying, I can see the green mountains in the distance and the castle by the river...Wait, this is La Valette Castle! ?

Yes, I was flying towards Foltest, I saw panicked soldiers, Vernon Roche, Geralt and Triss.

So I am a dragon!

I opened my mouth and roared, and the dragon flames spurted out and burned, and they fled into the doorway in panic.

Then I saw Victor rushing up against the current, and just when he was about to burn him to death with fire, the sky and the earth spun instantly, that was the effect of the dragon's roar.

The picture kept shaking, Victor first threw the bomb into his mouth, then froze his wings with the north wind, and finally the silver sword pierced deeply into my body. He pierced too deep that I couldn't get rid of him for a while, and then the other side shook, and it was Angouleme who pierced in.

I stared deeply at Victor, there was no fear in his eyes, he was not afraid of me at all, I will never forget this look.

A crossbow hit the side, it seemed that it was time to retreat, I flew high to get rid of the two of them.

White clouds and gray dogs, warm sun rising.

The dream ended here.

…

Victor put the bright red crystal in his hand into the herbal bag. Without a doubt, this is the best item for treating Saskia, the "Dream of the Dragon"!

I didn't expect that the dragon that attacked Foltest at that time lived near Vergen. However, I have never heard of the news of the dragon attacking humans in all these days. Is it hibernating or recovering from its injuries?

It's a pity that all the human-faced monster birds were killed, otherwise there might be a chance to track them and find the injured dragon. The alchemist still misses all kinds of precious materials of the dragon.

Although it's a pity that I didn't get more, I can finally leave the stinking human-faced monster bird's nest and put a few brightly colored ones into my pocket. The witcher walked down the mountain.

On the way back, on the narrow mountain road, I ran into my old friend, the adjutant of the Blue Iron Guard, Weiss. She was followed by six subordinates, with a bright expression and a smile.

"I knew you were here. When I heard the 'Vosloda', I told my men that it must be Victor from Kel'Dro. Only you can roar with such a mighty momentum!"

Just now, when fighting with the man-faced demon bird, the dragonborn who supported Wanquan still shouted a dragon roar. I didn't expect that the blue iron guards would hear it and rush over. Although they should be enemies in terms of position, judging from the attitude of the other party, at least Roche should not hate him very much.

The witcher nodded and greeted, "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Weiss. How did you come to Vergen?"

"Of course I came by boat. The squirrel party drove away all the boats, and it took us several days to dispatch a boat."

Recalling that he had just seen Letho's dream, Oaks went to find Xi'er, and Victor couldn't help asking, "Are you stationed in the Kaedwen camp in the north? Have you seen the sorceress Xi'er Tanshaweiye?"

"That's right! We are staying in the Kaedwen camp. Does the sorceress you are talking about have black circles on her chest, horn boots on her head, and her taste is not flattering? If so, she is there."

Victor squeezed his arms, considering whether to visit the Kaedwen camp. Theoretically speaking, he is insignificant in this battlefield, so it shouldn't be difficult to sneak in. It would be best if Weiss was willing to help, but she had a complicated relationship with the Blue Guard, so I didn't know if it would be feasible to ask the other party for help rashly.

Observing what was happening, Weiss put one hand on her waist and said, "You want to enter the Kaedwen camp?"

"Indeed, I want to find Xi'er, but I guess Roche hates me very much."

"He is indeed angry with you, but not as serious as you think. In fact, we still have something to thank you for. For example, without your help, I might have died in the hands of that bitch Loledo, and you chopped His head was destroyed, and his plan to sell out the floating port was destroyed so that we could retreat safely. The Blue Guards must be grateful.

follow me! I can introduce you to the camp, but you must promise me to have a good talk with Roche. "

The conditions offered by Weiss were not excessive, so Victor thought for a moment and agreed.

…

And just as he was heading to the Kaedwen camp, rubbing his head that was about to explode with hangover, Angouleme sat up like a zombie, and there was so much noise outside that it really made it difficult for her to sleep well.

"Prince Stennis and Orkon poisoned Saskia! We need to seek justice!"

"Bring a pitchfork and a hoe, they will definitely come in handy!"

"Those despicable nobles want to enslave us forever, and they are all afraid of the power of the Dragon Slayer!"

"Don't be afraid of those nobles! Get your weapons! Drag the prince out and fuck him!"

There were noisy sounds one after another, and he vaguely picked up the cold water and hangover potion that Victor had put on the table before going out, and drank up tons and tons of Angouleme.

Then he took out the earplugs from the bookshelf - Zhongbao, who continued to sleep, was ready to combine, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Full of impatience, but since she heard it and couldn't ignore it, she opened the door and said carelessly: "The alchemy workshop is closed today. If you want to buy erection potion, please go to Lundulin Square and find the secondary dealer Felicia Ke. stand."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise. The people outside the door were usually expressionless, but Angouleme was such a cute kid, and what the bad boy Victor did couldn't be blamed on her.

"Dear Angouleme, thank you for your recommendation. I don't need erection potions. Is Victor at home?"

The familiar voice made Angouleme's eyes widen for an instant. The person in front of her had thick white hair simply arranged behind her head. Her face was ancient and resolute, and her body was as strong as a pine. It was indeed her uncle, the white wolf, the hero of Livia. Lot.

"How could it be you, ha! Uncle, you are also here in Vergen!" Angoulin happily pulled Geralt into the house. She had many things to communicate with him.

I cried to death. The Internet was delayed and I didn’t make it to 12 o’clock. Quanqin flew out.

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