Witcher's Atelier

The communication with Radovid was extremely successful. This young bald man is simply a treasure boy. There is nothing in Lomugna that he doesn’t know!

The game reflects reality and can be called an absolutely important task publisher; but reality is not as good as the game, so the authenticity of his words must be questioned.

Sitting on the stairs next to the commercial area, Victor tore into the roast chicken he just bought and considered his next move.

He has many things to do before the peace summit is held the day after tomorrow.

First, Triss. Merigold was imprisoned in the Nilfgaard camp; secondly, Anaisla. Valedi is also under house arrest in the Nilfgaardian camp and will be transferred to the Kaedwen camp at night; finally, there is Sakia the Dragon Slayer. There are known clues that she lives near the business district.

Analyze three main tasks──.

There are no clues at all as to why Merigold came to Lomunne and why she fell into Hillard's hands. Even why she confessed to Siel's crime is equally unclear.

Judging from Radovid's tone, Hillard seemed to need to take advantage of Triss. The sorceress's life was not in danger in the short term. But whether based on feelings or friendship, Victor decided to fish her out as soon as possible.

Of course, the better option is to find Geralt and let the white wolf hero save the beauty. Triss must also hope that the person who saves her is an unparalleled hero with seven steps on the auspicious clouds.

Then there’s Anais. pull. Varetti, that poor little girl had a huge influence on the North. Her younger brother Balsi died in an accident, and she became Temeria's strong claimant.

Maybe you can inform Regent Natalis about this news and ask them to send someone to deal with it. But it must be noted that this could also be false news, an attempt to stir up disputes between Temeria and Nilfgaard or Kadwen.

Regardless of whether it was Triss or Anais, if they wanted to take action personally, they would at least have to wait until night to lurk, so now they should seize the time to search for Saskia and collect intelligence.

Throwing away the gnawed chicken bones, Victor strolled through the central square, surrounded by mages, mercenaries and merchants.

Noticing the bulletin board in the corner, Victor moved to look around. There were many interesting messages on it, two of which particularly caught the witcher's attention.

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"Bounty for the Kingkiller: Geralt of Rivia"

(White Wolf. Printmaking)

Notice! I offer a large reward for Geralt of Rivia, the witcher known as the White Wolf, who used despicable means to murder the king.

Be aware that this beast is not easy to mess with. Many righteous warriors have been killed by his steel sword. This will be a tough battle. The brave warriors who capture or eliminate this white-haired beast for us will be richly rewarded.

──Cardouin by Ron Asset

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The reward was paid to Kaduin. Recalling the "common sense" gained from chatting with Siegfried last night, he is the former... Lawyer Council. One of the top evaluators is the organizer of the Lomogne Summit.

I originally wanted to say that Geralt arrived earlier and there might be more clues, but the official statement of this bounty notice means that the white wolf is just a street rat in this city.

No wonder Siegfried also said he couldn't help. With his reputation as a king-slayer, he would be arrested on the spot if he walked into Radovid's camp. Geralt was forced to lurk, which also affected the difficulty of Victor finding him, so he could only temporarily lay down.

Fortunately, another notice made the mood much brighter.

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"Elegant hairstyle adds brilliance, fashion shapes personal charm"

We all know how important a striking appearance is, and this is even more true in a summit meeting involving sorcerers, sorceresses, royalty and their entourage.

All members of the Mages' Guild came dressed in fine attire, their hair combed with precision and professionalism, but the long journey and the hardships involved were unforgiving of the stylist's results.

Even just passing through the portal will generate a weak current enough to make your silk hat stand up, causing slight damage to your perfect look.

You still have time to avoid the tragedy of being publicly humiliated because of your appearance!

Brothers and sisters who want to change their hairstyle, I'm waiting for you under the elevated sewer near the Central Square Tower.

──Philicia. Ke Li

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That young and energetic barber actually went to open his business in Lomugna... As Philippa's apprentice, maybe she would know where the sorceress lives! ?

Victor immediately went to the location indicated on the flyer.

Along the way across the central square, he refused at least five mages' requests to sell items. As Victor integrated into the world of witch hunting, both his initial admiration and later contempt for the mages faded.

Now young people no longer think that spell casters are superior, but they will not despise them either.

In fact, most of them are closer to scholars and must go through lengthy rituals before they can cast powerful spells. Even the few talented battle mages are limited by their lack of actual combat experience.

Moreover, even battle mages cannot change the fragile nature. They may be enemies of hundreds or even thousands, but as long as they are tired or slightly negligent, they will fall into the hands of ordinary people.

Therefore, although spell casters should not be looked down upon, there is no need to put them on a pedestal.

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Approaching the tower, Victor saw colorful stalls and familiar slim figures in the distance.

Felicia, who I met at Lundulin Square. Ke Li, she was wearing a conservative skirt and seemed to be quarreling with someone. There were many people watching around her.

The opponent was a man wearing a red wide-brimmed hat. He spoke in a familiar Kadwin accent and pointedly accused, "You are a black-hearted woman who sells inferior erection potions. You are a disgusting pirate!"

"Nonsense! The potion I made has been approved after use. What evidence do you have for accusing me of piracy?" the barber retorted dissatisfiedly with a pout on his lips.

"Oops, bold apprentice! I can tell at a glance that your potion, with its emerald green color, silky texture, and excellent effects, is the proud work of the legendary alchemist Mr. Victor—the best of Ben'ad. Erection Decoction──Overwatch Potion!”

His words shocked Felicia. She originally thought that this man was just coming to cause trouble because her business was so good, but she didn't expect that the other man actually knew the source of her formula, which was obtained by cracking the product provided by the witcher.

When Victor came closer, he immediately recognized the middle-aged man who was scolding Fang Qiu as his former underwriter of erection decoction, Bras of Banad.

The conspicuous hooked nose evokes memories of those days. The first pot of gold for the fledgling business was working with this person. I don’t know if “Zhongxian” is okay now? Thinking back to the first named horse, time flies so quickly, it is really worth remembering.

While he was deep in thought, Blas shouted loudly and deliberately, "Needless to say, you must be stealing someone else's things!"

Felicia opened her eyes wide and said, "You...how can you denounce someone's innocence out of thin air..."

"What kind of innocence? This tube of potion in my hand is the irrefutable proof. How can the formula that I didn't steal be exactly the same as the one I sold!"

Felicia's face turned red, and the veins on her forehead popped out, and she argued, "Reducing the formula cannot be considered stealing...stealing the formula!...Can the alchemist's matter be considered stealing?"

Then there were some unintelligible words, such as "The Lun family also works very hard" and "Isn't piracy good?" and so on, which made everyone burst into laughter: the square was filled with happy air.

Seeing Felicia's guilty and short-of-breath look, the man puffed up his chest and said, "Dear friends, please pay attention! The apprentice himself admitted that the potion she sold was reverse-reduction, a product that was not authorized or guaranteed. Who dares to drink it? Maybe after drinking it, he will become immortal!

Please also recognize me as ‘Bras of Benad’.

The erection potion I sell is the truly unforgettable masterpiece of Master Victor - Overwatch Potion - it is the steel sword of passion, the guard of happiness, the essence of resisting impotence, and the horn of awakening weakness!

...To combat piracy, each set is at a special price today, only ninety-nine crowns, and the master will take it home immediately! This is a rare opportunity, don’t miss it if you pass by! "

Bras, who was watching Banad, used his own banner to promote selling drugs, which made Victor angry and funny.

The truth before us is that the two pirates are competing with each other. Brass, who speaks strictly, has more time at best and can do a better job in reverse cracking. But in essence, the two of them have similar moral standards, and neither of them paid patent fees to themselves.

The alchemist was not surprised that Blas could do such a thing, but he didn't expect Felicia to do it as well.

It’s just that people in the Middle Ages were still simple and somewhat basicly ashamed. Not only Felicia confessed guilty after being identified. Even Brass did not erase the source of the formula. Although it was named Overwatch Potion, he still admitted that it was Victor's formula.

Of course, to the alchemists, they are all bad guys who steal their own money.

Seeing Felicia's eyes turn red with embarrassment, Victor couldn't help but raise his voice, "Hey friends! What Blas said is not correct. I can testify that this apprentice is selling genuine potions. After Victor Classic products authorized by many masters.”

"Swish, swish!" Everyone's eyes immediately shifted from Brass to the alchemist.

"Who are you, the new guy? Why do you stand up to testify?"

"Could it be the medicine receptacle found by the sorceress?"

"Eh...he's a witcher..."

Everyone was talking about it.

As for the protagonists on both sides of the incident, with Victor's figure in his eyes, Felicia suddenly smiled brightly and let go of her worries. After being recognized by the young man, she is a legitimate authorized franchisee from now on, and no one can slander her for selling inferior products.

As for Banad's Bras, he stared at Victor's face but didn't recognize who he was for a moment. He could only suppress the familiar feeling in his chest, "Excuse me, why does this gentleman say this? Do you know Master Victor?" "

The witcher dusted off his shoulder armor, "Why? Just because I was... I still am... I am Master Victor himself. Long time no see, Mr. Brass."

"This...can't be true! Victor's appearance is too different from yours. I'm not sure of your statement. Do you have any other evidence?"

It's normal for Brass not to recognize him. In the past two years, the young man has been in the growth stage. His body shape has changed drastically. The test of knife marks and grass, as well as the tempering of blood and fire, have given him a certain magnanimity in his behavior now, which has long faded away from the past. 's unremarkable.

Fortunately, it couldn't be false. The alchemist smiled mysteriously, "Dear Mr. Brass, this is easy to prove. First of all, I have never given a name to the erection potion. Secondly, why don't you make a hangover potion? Finally... Zhongxian Are you ok?"

Shocked by Victor's rhetorical question, Brass took two steps back and stared at the unchanging teasing smile on the young man's lips. The man in front of him and the boy in his memory became one.

Suddenly realizing the current situation, he hurried forward and held the witcher's hands, "Ah! It's really you, Master Victor! Long time no see!"

Knowing the reason for the businessman's enthusiasm, the alchemist leaned close to his ear and said, "Don't worry! There are so many people now, I won't tear you down, but you will have to pay proper respect later, and the authorization will have to be discussed again. After all, I But Master Victor."

When it came to the last word "master", he emphasized his tone particularly, saying that they were all foxes for thousands of years and there was no need to talk about chatting.

After a brief communication, Blas of Banad left, and the witcher agreed to visit later. There was no excitement to see, and the melon-eating crowd dispersed.

Then Victor crossed his arms, leaned against the stall sign and stared at Felicia, smiling maliciously.

"Now! Madam, give me an explanation...why you have to use evil for evil to crack my formula! And you haven't graduated yet? I thought Fergen's business was more than enough."

Her cheeks turned red at the question. Felicia put her hands behind her back and walked closer to Victor. "I'm sorry..." she said.

The tip of the red shoe gently kicked the young man's calf, "Thank you for your help. I successfully passed the elixir and superstition internship course. Instructor Philippa asked me to take the next stage of the test.

She noticed my best-selling erection potion and asked to recreate and create a similar product. And it's hard to make things...I need money...Money is always the better, so I'm sorry. "

There is a saying, the first impression is really important. If it were a warlock in front of him, Victor would definitely be unhappy, but Felicia, a child full of girlishness, the alchemist is willing to forgive her little greed for money.

"It doesn't matter. Since it's the instructor's order, I can understand it. By the way, how long ago did you get here?"

After receiving Victor's forgiveness, the sorceress apprentice was instantly happy.

"About a week ago, on the morning of the war in Vergen, Ms. Erhart opened the portal and asked us to come to Lomunne first, along with Ms. Cynthia and Ms. Seale.

I originally wanted to stay and help, but the instructor said..."

Felicia recounted the situation of the day briskly, and her words inadvertently confirmed Victor's speculation. Felipa and Siel were indeed in the same group.

"I want to ask Philippa something," the witcher asked with a smile. "Do you know where she lives? Or are you living with them now? Have you seen Saskia recently?"

"Uh, no, I don't live with them. You don't know, Miss Cynthia is actually Ms. Erhart's." Felicia raised her little thumb with bright eyes, "Although Cynthia hinted that she is welcome to join, but I don't want that.

As for Dragon Slayer Saskia, she lives next door to them and we saw her a few days ago, but she hasn’t appeared in the past two days..."

Obtaining a precious address from the barber, the witcher bought some alchemy materials, but when he was about to say goodbye to the girl, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

She lowered her head and spoke softly, "Ewick, thank you very much for today. If you didn't show up just now, I would have been very embarrassed today."

The alchemist smiled and waved her hands, saying that she didn't need to worry about it, but she still didn't let go of her clothes.

She took a deep breath, "Ahem... I actually want to tell you... I live alone now, and the house is quite big. You are welcome to come to my house to play at night. When you are tired, you can go to bed directly. No problem!" "

The girl's meaning is easy to understand, and the young man is also a polite person.

Blinking his eyes, he took the second precious address from Felicia's hand, Victor hugged her gently as a gentleman, and left calmly.

Thanks to book friend Guixiu123, Prof_S_Snape for the reward and encouragement.