Witcher's Atelier

Having read "Hamavi's Blue Dream" in the book, Victor was very aware of the limitations and threats of this spell, which was related to the secrets of the Kingkillers. He did not want others to browse Oakes' memories, so he decided to actively participate.

Wiping away the remaining liquid from the corner of his mouth, the witcher walked to the corpse collecting platform and said, "Desmo, I'm ready. I hope your operation is stable enough."

"Great, let's get started! Blue Dream is a very useful spell, although you can only see the killer's memory shortly before his death. After entering the dream, be sure to remember every detail, place names, people's names... everything. "Mage Desmo urged earnestly.

Staring at Oaks' frozen smile, Victor said calmly, "Don't worry, I will. I will remember everything, and I guarantee it on my grandma's honor."

Although he thought his tone was subtle, Desmo didn't think much about it. He raised his staff and waved it, chanting the spell in conjunction with his gestures.

At the beginning of casting the spell, although the witcher did not understand the incantation chanted by the mage or the mysterious gestures, he could directly feel the flow of magic power with his extremely powerful sense of magic.

By comparison, he found that the operation method of this spell was somewhat similar to "Yaxi". If integrated into the seal, it might be able to produce an effect similar to illusion manipulation.

Then in the next moment, like reading a dream crystal or jumping into water, his whole body made a splash and he was immersed in it.

…

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

There is a fog in front of me...

Parting through the fog is the valley of "déjà vu"... Ignoring Victor's desire to pause his observation, the scene in front of him continued to play.

I saw a narrow road with thousands of walls. The environment is mainly obsidian, and there is a small amount of vegetation covering the roadside. When walking through the intersection of wooden altars, Victor suddenly recognized that this was the quarry canyon in eastern Vergen. Not long ago, he had helped a troll couple reunite nearby.

Wearing leather armor, a turban and a headband combination, Seret looked a bit like a ninja, "Really, I almost got lost in the fog."

"Look on the bright side, no one will find us here." Also wearing leather armor, Oaks directly covered his hair with his hood.

Seret sneered, "To find this place, Henselt must ignore the fog and attack Vergen, but we all know that is impossible."

"Hahaha! If everything goes well, Henselt will soon no longer be able to attack others."

During the conversation, we walked to a cave, which was blocked by an obsidian stone door with patterns of flowers and birds carved by elves.

Serrit took out the key and opened the door, turned around and threw the spare one over, "Ox, you are always so optimistic. I hope you will be so happy when you die one day. Wait... slow down here and follow me now. route.”

After catching the key, he put it away and looked at the ground. As an "upright" witcher and a veteran gourmet. Kaer Morhen Predator. Victor instantly judged seven or eight dangerous bulges.

Walking in the dark cave, Oxma kept talking, "...Oh! Seret, I love these traps so much. Bear traps are my love. The chrysanthemums bloom the moment you step on them..."

"Me too, so be careful. Seriously, Henselt's pattern of action is very helpful to us."

Oaks' tone was frivolous, but he actually followed Seret cautiously, "What action pattern? I don't understand what you mean?"

"A term invented by Victor to explain human behavior. As you can see, Henselt loved to play the soldier, he ran around, he was reckless and bold."

"So that's what it means. It's indeed convenient for us. If Henselt doesn't have a chariot to go to the front line in person, it will be difficult for us to enter the palace and assassinate him like Demavi."

Seret sneezed violently, "Damn it... we finally have to take action. We have been nesting in this cave like bats for a long time."

"I would rather be a bat than be killed by the king's mercenaries."

"What are you talking about, Oakes? Are you scared?"

"Fear and caution are close cousins! I heard that Desmo is always with Henselt. There was a witcher stationed in their camp the day before yesterday. You also know who he is, our old friend White Wolf!"

Seret spat at the side of the road, "I know, damn it. Don't let him scare you. Remember he's alone and there are three of us here."

"I'm more worried about Triss Merigold than Geralt."

Seret said in a gloomy tone, "I agree, Retho should kill her. If she betrays Xi'er who wants us to assassinate Demavi, things will probably get out of control."

Oakes said in a cheerful voice, "Don't be so extreme. Triss is very close to the White Wolf and may have an affair with Victor. We can't do anything to her unless we have to."

"Asshole, don't learn how to speak like a dwarf!"

After ending the conversation, Seret pushed open the dense rock door first, and there was a vast hall inside. The burly king-slayer Leisuo sat in front of the campfire like a giant bear taking a nap.

…

The three members of the Viper School gathered together, and a smile appeared on Leisuo's granite face, "...We finally arrived, how is the situation?"

The scarf and headband formed a ninja style. Seret shrugged his shoulders, "There are everything you need to patrol the watchtower. The Kaedwen people guard the camp closely, just like protecting the virginity of a princess."

"Is there any new discovery?" Lei Suo's snake eyes were unmoved and he looked at his other partner expressionlessly.

The hood covered most of his face, and Oakes licked his lips in the assassin style. "The White Wolf arrived at the Kaedwen camp with Vernon Roche. It seems that he is now working for Henselt."

Letso's eyes flashed, "I'd rather Henselt hire someone else."

"As long as he maintains his amnesia, we should be fine." Oakes picked up the meat skewers next to the fire and tore into them.

With a gloomy look on his face, Guleta's Reso threw a few pieces of firewood into the campfire, "On the contrary, that's what makes it dangerous. We must be careful, especially now that we have fallen out with Iorveth's group."

Seret opened the wine bag and took a sip, "Lesso, there is one more thing I would like to ask your opinion on, Xier Tanshavier. Her work has been completed, and it seems we don't need her anymore?"

"Serrit is right, our sorceress is working hard! Do we need to get rid of her?"

"No, killing her is not the top priority," Leisuo said decisively. "The most important task now is to get rid of Henselt. You should set off immediately!"

Oaks lowered his head and acquiesced: "I understand, you know better."

"What about you? Aren't you coming with us?" Seret asked in confusion.

Leisuo's eyes were firm, "I must go to Lomugna first, everything will be decided there. If you act carefully, we will be reunited there soon."

Oaks raised the wine bag, "Let's have a drink and laugh together again?"

"I hope so." Leisuo and Seret both raised their bags in respect.

…

Then the scene was obscured by thick fog again, and when it became clear again, Reso had disappeared, and Oaks and Seret were walking on the rugged mountain road to Kaedwen's camp.

Oaks, who looked like an assassin, said, "Hey! I know that the warlocks plan to rebuild the 'Magic Council' and reestablish their lost authority. For this reason, all the nobles and sages in the north will gather there. But, why Lomunne? That place What’s so special?”

Ninja-style Seret, "You should read more books. Even Angouleme knows that more than a thousand years ago, the warlock Geoffrey Monk brought the original seeds-human children with magical talents. , and handed it over to the elven sages of Lomunne to officially start the era of magic for mankind."

"Haha! That's it. What a great symbolism. Just imagine, so many kings and sorcerers gathered together──"

"──Shhh...we're here."

Just as Seret said, they had arrived at Kaedwen's camp during the conversation. With the naked eye, you can see the watchtower, the urn city, the fence and the horse, and the towering wall has many doors.

Seret retreated quietly, "I'm going to fix the fence, and we'll meet in front of the highland building later."

Locking on Oaks' perspective, Victor's eyes followed the witcher as he snaked around, using the tent to cover his figure, and quickly advanced towards the high ground.

Lying on the border between temperate and frigid zones, Kaedwen is famous for its logging industry. Large wooden shields and high-quality spears with solid shafts can be seen everywhere in the camp.

While Oaks was sneaking, "Hamawi's Blue Dream" provided Victor with not only vision and touch, but also smell and hearing, which can be called a high-intensity virtual reality.

Bald-headed Kaedwen soldier: "Robin, I heard that you hid a sum of looted taxes in a cave near the camp..."

Kaedweni soldier in leather hat: "Quiet! Yassen, do you want others to hear? Who told you, damn, if you just shut up, you will get your share."

The bald Kaedweni soldier raised his right hand and said, "I promise I will keep my mouth shut."

The Kaedweni soldier wearing a leather hat cursed casually, "*! You bastard, you are lucky this time."

The unicorn flag was hunting on the top of the flagpole, and a crow flew and stopped, opening its mouth and quacking in death.

Sneaking around several patrols, when escape was finally inevitable, Oakes assassinated a Kaedweni soldier from behind. His unique cloak and beaver hat belonged to the Brown Flag Battalion—a survivor of the battlefield a few years ago.

The small encounter took place in front of the gate with the unicorn painted on it. A two-on-six sudden attack, the witcher chopped down the guards at lightning speed.

"It's all settled! What's wrong with you?" The last person, Seret, walked towards Oakes and found the always smiling witcher scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

"I just thought I saw Xi'er." Oaks adjusted the position of his hood slightly.

Looking around, the dark night returned to calm.

Seret shook his head, "Maybe it's just an illusion. We don't have time to waste, let's go!"

Then Oaks and Seret separated into two groups. Shortly after Seret rushed into the king's tent from the other side, Oaks also rushed into the camp.

Then...Desmo's magic, which was ready to go out, struck directly after Oaks rushed in and knocked down a guard──

──The last look before death, through the broken tent, Oaks saw Victor's back!

…

The dream scene is completely over──.

Open your eyes and wake up from a trance.

Staring at Victor's nine-magatama pupils, Desmo rubbed his hands excitedly, "Hey, you're finally awake! I can't wait to hear everything that happened. Tell me what you found?"

His eyes gradually focused and he calmed down his excitement. The witcher slowly spoke, "The kingslayers... they are hiding in the valley."

The middle-aged mage raised his eyebrows, "The others may have escaped, but it is still a useful clue. Do you remember anything else?"

According to the conversation in the cave, the previous inference came true. Xi'er indeed instigated and participated in the killing of the king. The epic "North Wind" on the frozen cruise ship must have been imbued with magic by her.

There was no need to hide anything for the sorceress. Victor took a deep breath and said, "The assassins said that Ciel Tanshavier was an accomplice in the Demavi murder case!"

Upon hearing the news, Desmo's eyes lit up, "Xi'er!? She is actually the accomplice of the King Slayer? That makes sense. She came here when you were unconscious and said she wanted to track down the second assassin. "

Victor's heart suddenly contracted when he heard this. Track him or silence him. That's the question!

The witcher stood up suddenly, "There is no time to waste, I must set off to chase them!"

"I wish you good luck, Victor. I will also report this matter to the king immediately. Kaedwin thanks you for your help!"

After speaking, Desmo hurriedly left with his men.

Seeing that the tent was empty again, he put away the weapons left by the witcher and took out the obsidian key from Oaks's arms. Victor poured fuel on the body and cast "Igni!"

After lighting it, he never looked back. He took out the tawny owl and werewolf decoction and drank it. These two potions can stimulate abundant vitality. He rushed to the misty valley as quickly as possible.

…

Arrive at the valley near the quarry, follow the route you took in the dream, turn right at the intersection with a wooden altar, go to the end and use the obsidian key to open the rock gate.

Walking at a familiar and brisk pace, Victor avoided bear traps along the way, waving the silver sword in his left hand and the steel sword in his right hand.

He is in a very subtle state, adapting to the new body memory through the talent of lightning reflexes.

I have just experienced the last stealth and battle in the life of the snake-sect witcher Oakes in "Hamawi's Blue Dream". After waking up, he was shocked to find that his body had "copied" Oaks's stealth skills and two-handed swordsmanship.

That's right! It’s just a copy! A copy that is almost indistinguishable from the original.

This discovery deeply shocked Victor. It turned out that the "Reincarnation Eye" was not just a decoration, but the conditions for activation were very harsh. No wonder he could use the "Pirouet Sword Dance" when he was in the floating port.

After copying Oaks's skills, Victor, who was originally only good at using half-handed swords, can now freely dual-wield left and right. To put it more bluntly, he can now call himself a "copy witcher"!

After years of sweat and life-and-death training, Victor did not dare to call himself a master with half a sword. Today, he suddenly learned to dual-wield, and with the support of lightning reaction, he instantly reached the expert realm. This feeling of cheating and becoming stronger was a magical experience that he had never had before...

…

In a dazed state, it was not until he entered the place where the snake sect last met in the dream and saw the corpse next to the campfire that Victor woke up with horror.

...Serrit is also dead, that bastard who used indifference to hide his passion. He lay with his ribs punctured and bloody, with a cold face until his death.

Since reconciling with Corleone, Victor has killed many, many people. His bottom line is to kill as many bad people as possible. The witcher feels that he should be indifferent to life and death.

Moreover, the bumpy road of killing the king was chosen by everyone in the Snake Faction. Victor originally thought that he would be able to accept it no matter what, and he would not be sad.

But staring at the dead Seret, Oaks's smile flashed in his mind... He suddenly truly understood that the two of them who helped his friend in the sewers of Vizima went drunk and crazy by the lake together, went to the tomb to blow up ghouls, The witcher who was rejected by the unruly people will never open his eyes again.

“…….”

Victor pressed gently, and judging from the degree of rigor mortis, the time of death was within six hours, and the head remained intact, so there should be no problem.

Kneeling next to Seret's body, Jimagatama's reincarnation eyes were blood red and he murmured to himself, "Serit! I promise, no matter who did it, I will find him and I will kill him..."

My mind has been made!

The incredible alchemist Victor. Corleone, open up his gift of listening to the "voice of death" and combine it with the magical flow of the "Blue Dream of Hamawi".

Stretch your right palm forward, bend your ring finger and aim at Seret.

Samsara opens his eyes and blood flows, and he screams with hatred!

"Yaxi. The art of channeling!"

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