Witcher's Atelier

The Pontar River flows westward day and night, washing away heroes.

Many years later, when we look back on that period of history, no one can ignore the "Sorceresses' Guild" hidden in the dark and the great influence they have caused.

The Sorceresses' Guild was secretly established after the coup on Thaned Island. Its purpose is to replace the collapsed "Mage Council", end the war between Nilfgaard and the Northern Kingdoms, and maintain the influence of the sorcerer class on the fate of the world.

The organization was founded by "The Pearl of the Court of Tretog" Philippa Ehrhart and eleven of the strongest sorceresses of the time.

They are "The Fourteenth of the Hill", from Maribor, the fearless Triss Merigold.

The dean of the Mage Academy Aretusa, Margarita Laux Antille.

Keira Metz of Carrias.

"The authentic daughter of the Kaedwen Wasteland", Sabina Grievesig of Ard Kale.

"The lone witch of Kovir", Xier. De Tanshavier.

Francesca Findabe, the "Grand Duchess of the Valley of Flowers".

Aishrei Val Anaxin of Vicovaro.

Fringilla Vigo of Toussaint.

Aida Emin of the Blue Mountains, the "Elven Sage".

Yennefer of Fangerberg.

And the "Daughter of Time and Space", Cirilla Fiona Ellen Rayalen of Cintra (who only attended one gathering).

As a transnational secret society that is compatible with both the North and the South, the gathering used their political influence to contribute to maintaining the international balance at that time.

But their practice of putting their own will above everyone else cannot be understood by the people, let alone forgiven by the kings!

Excerpt from "A History. Skilled Women or Saints. A Brief Talk on the Sorcerer's Gathering"

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In the darkest moment before dawn when the Pegasus constellation disappeared, in the Philippa mansion in Vergen, four beautiful women remained awake.

The "Tretog Palace Pearl" casts a spell gracefully, a pale golden halo shines, and the portal opens with a bang.

"Teacher, are you sure I don't need to join the war? I thought our position was to help Ms. Saskia?" Felicia. Koli asked seriously, carrying a travel bag on her back.

Philippa. Ehart said calmly, "There will be many cruel things on the battlefield, and you are not ready to face them. In addition, you have been more like a barber selling aphrodisiacs in the past few days than a mage apprentice."

Felicia's face flushed red.

The sorceress stretched out her hand to block her, "No... No need to explain, I don't mean to blame you, this is also a way to complete the task.

In the class of "Practice in Spiritual Medicine and Superstition", you are on the right track, and I don't want you to be involved in the war now.

Go to Lomne and set up a small laboratory to conduct research on erectile decoctions. I will continue to guide you when I arrive."

Unexpectedly, the mentor actually paid attention to his dynamics and knew the fist products he was selling. The young brown-haired apprentice was embarrassed and hurried away through the portal.

After Felicia Coli left, there were still three people in the house.

"Ms. Ehart, I will arrange the accommodation in Lomne first and send my regards to Mr. Kaduin. Do you have any other instructions?"

After Felicia smiled and shook her head, the blond apprentice Cynthia kissed her mentor's cheek and said goodbye, and also left through the portal.

So Felicia Ehart and another female sorceress were left in the cave. The other party was wearing a black and white hollow long skirt, a black ring painted on her chest, and a unique horn bun.

She stayed until the end to leave because they were partners in this plan and had more private things to communicate.

"Xi'er, it is not convenient for you to show up in this war. You should pay more attention to the Mage Council and give some hints to others to ensure that we have enough say. As for the trouble caused by Dethmo, I will find an opportunity to solve it, and then it will depend on you to restrain Henselt."

Pursing her lips, the "Lone Witch of Kovir" embraced the "Pearl of the Court of Tretog".

"Poppy, you have to be careful. Victor Corleone is a very slippery young man. I don't think he will fall so easily, not to mention that even Geralt is missing now."

"I will keep this in mind. If he comes back safely, the failure of the amulet will only be an unfortunate accident. The witcher can't tell the structure of the magic circle at all.

Even if he asks Keira for help to analyze it, I can also say that it was caused by Cynthia accidentally and has nothing to do with me."

After confirming that the other party knew what was going on, Xier de Tanshavier nodded goodbye to Philippa Ehart, walked through the portal gracefully, and headed for the ancient city of elves. Lomne.

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After a while, when the golden morning light broke through the darkness, Angouleme Corleone returned to her residence in the upper city.

Closing the door, throwing herself on the sofa and turning into a salted fish, she murmured and reported, "No, we wandered around all night and found nothing."

Lying on the other side of the soft sofa, the person who listened to her report was the dragon slayer. Saint of Aedirn. Saskia.

"Not finding it is good news. The demons won't eat people up completely. It seems that Wick has encountered an emergency. Angulan, you should have a good rest!" It was getting light, and with the accurate information, Saskia was about to leave.

But as soon as she stood up, she suddenly felt dizzy and sat back on the sofa.

Angulan was happy to see this, jumped up from the sofa, took out a tube of potion from the cabinet next to her and handed it to the Saint of Aedirn.

"Come on! This is the best drink for anemia, a potion made by Wick called 'period'. Women have this every month, no need to be shy or polite."

"Uh... no, you're wrong, I won't... Never mind, thank you."

Sakia reached out to take the potion, "You can still rest for two hours, I'll let Zoltan call you later."

Angoulême agreed with a smile.

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Two hours passed quickly, and as the sun rose, the atmosphere of war gradually became thicker. According to the decision of the pre-war meeting, the Vergen rebels composed of different factions gathered in Lundulin Square.

Here you can hear the rude dwarf captain shouting, "You idiots, gather in front of the gate!"

You can also see the brave dwarf waving his hand axe and boasting, "Things are getting more and more interesting, just wait and see! Believe it or not, I can chop ten!"

And in front of the soldiers who were full of fighting spirit, she was wrapped in gray and blue full body armor, with perfect curves and a beautiful posture. She was the commanding dragon slayer. Saskia.

The army is at the moment of war, and nothing can boost morale better than a proper leader, especially a young beauty like the Saint of Aedirn, who is famous for her miraculous bravery.

"Zoltan, Henselt is coming soon, go wake up Angulan and let her accompany me to guard the city wall!"

Zoltan Ziva rushed away as ordered.

"Yalpan, go prepare the defense of the main city gate, don't let me down, you are the future marshal!"

The dwarf waved his fist, "Fearless! They will soon know how the dwarves treat the tumor on their buttocks!"

"Iorveth, act according to the previously agreed plan, you and your partners are very important."

"You can trust us! The Kaedwen people will never block your way." The commander of the Squirrel Party nodded in agreement.

After assigning tasks and letting the subordinates leave, the Saint stood on the city wall with a sword, staring at the Kaedwen army in the distance.

It is worthy of being the regular army that Henselt boasted about. Under the brown and khaki outer robes, there are 5,000 brave and warlike soldiers, holding weapons with silver light.

As they advanced in unison, it seemed that there was no goal they could not conquer.

Today was a sunny day, with blue sky, white clouds, and gentle breeze.

"For the king!"

"Lomako belongs to Kaedwen!"

"Long live Henselt!"

They swarmed forward with shouts, and their fierce momentum seemed to flatten the city of Vergen.

But, of course, things were not that simple. The walls of Vergen were built of obsidian, which was almost impossible to destroy by human power. So even if they had several times the number of troops, they could only attack by climbing ladders or try to break through the city gates.

Moreover, to attack the city gate head-on, they had to pass through the narrow obsidian alley first. In this place, according to Victor's advice, she prepared a rich welcome gift for the uninvited guest Henselt - the honorable courtesy enjoyed only by the king.

So when the dwarf next to him shouted, "The Kaedwen are here!"

Saskia waved confidently, "Give them a taste of hot oil!"

On both sides of the obsidian alley, boiling boilers with hot oil had been set up long ago, and they poured down in response.

"It's so hot! I'm hurt!"

"Ah... It's on fire!"

"Someone save me...!"

"No──!"

As the wails continued, Angouleme, who had gotten up, came to the dragon slayer, "Tsk tsk! Boiling oil is a great idea. They should be able to fully feel our enthusiasm now."

"At least they won't feel cold!" Then Saskia drew her steel sword and faced the Kaedwen warriors who were climbing up the city wall with ladders.

"Drive them out of the city!!!"

The melee began.

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The fierce battle lasted for a while, and Henselt, who had lost his patience, decided to use his trump card.

Under the shield protection of the Kaedwen warriors who came one after another, not far from the first city gate, a wizard wearing a red taqiya and a hooked nose, after a long chant, successfully rubbed out a super huge fireball.

Seeing this, Yarpan took a breath, "No! We can't stop it! Retreat to the second gate!" After making a declaration of weakness, he immediately led his men to give up the first city gate.

The next second, Dethmo: "(Spell) Ahn'ka darad!"

The blazing fireball shattered the solid gate of Vergen like a rotten wood.

However, after the blast, it was found that it was too early to be happy, and it would take more effort to break the city. The first gate was built in response to the war. The second gate that Yarpan retreated to was the 10,000-jin iron gate made by the dwarves that Victor was amazed at that time.

Faced with such an extraordinary thing, even if the fireball was twice as big, it would be useless.

So Dethmo retreated to the back and cast a spell, calling for dark clouds to fall and rain to reduce the lethality of the hot oil.

The war entered the second stage at this point.

After lowering the iron gate and successfully responding, Zoltan yelled to the people below: "Yarpan, has your egg yolk been squeezed out? If not, stop farting! Hurry up and get on the wall to support!"

Yarpan raised his head and waved his fist, "Boys, why don't you move immediately after hearing this? Our brave fart expert is angry!"

The battle continued on the wall.

Sakia's heroic spirit inspired everyone, "Hold the line! Don't be afraid! Let them see the strength of Aedirn soldiers!"

As a model of leading by example, the dragon slayer used a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He used his left hand to block the weapons of the Kaedwen soldiers and used his right hand to take the lives of the other party like a venomous snake. The flowers on the battlefield bloomed brilliantly and no one could stop her power.

"Long live Saskia!"

"Fight for the Saint!"

Instead of letting the beauty of the saint dominate the front, echoing the high emotions of the sword holder, Angoulême rising with the "golden eagle" is another shining point besides Saskia.

The golden eagle of the Phantom Troupe can attack any enemy with its sword, and can be said to be the bravest of all three armies under the sky.

After finally repelling another wave of attacks, Zoltan gasped, "Huh...it's not easy, but seeing those thugs fall, it's all worth it."

Angouleme shook off the blood from the sword, "They are just retreating temporarily and will come back soon, just like the stubborn dwarf farmers."

"The dwarves are much smarter than them!" Yarpan vomited blood and went down to the city.

At this time Saskia came over and said, "My dear Angouleme, I need your help. I just got bad news. Do you know that the tunnel under this city can be connected to the fortress in the dwarf mining area?"

"Of course I know, there is a path that can go around from the back mountain."

"Yes, it is a secret that only locals know. To ensure safety, I just sent a team of scouts to confirm, but they did not come back. I now suspect that the existence of that passage has been leaked."

"Let me guess, you need me to take a little excursion to check out that trail?"

"This is the right moment. Kaedwen's frontal attack has just been repelled, and Henselt's men are recovering from their injuries." Zoltan said roughly.

Saskia nodded, "They need about an hour to regroup before they can launch the next wave of attacks. I need precise information to judge the situation. Don't waste time. I'll go with you."

"I don't think you should go there, Ms. Saskia, you are Fergen's hope." Angouleme said.

The dragon slayer was determined, "Believe me, I am not afraid of any danger! The defensive measures are well done, everyone knows their responsibilities, and besides, we are only leaving for a short time..."

"Then let's bring some elite soldiers?" As the successor of Victor's steady spirit, Angouleme likes to hit eggs with stones.

"I am not willing to adjust the formation now. This formation is very effective. If we are not sure that they will organize a raid from the mining area, we should strictly stick to the current formation.

Of course, you also know that we cannot reveal the final winner yet. "

Angoulin knew what the winner was that she was talking about. From the beginning of the war to now, Iorveth and his Scoia'tael rarely appeared on the front, and only a few led by Lanxi were embellished with shots.

According to the pre-war plan, the success or failure of the ambush in Wengcheng will determine the outcome of this war.

Angouleme put her rain-wet hair back and spread her hands, "Okay! You are the boss today, and I will listen to you."

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