Witcher's Atelier

Amphitheater of Lomunne, Ambassador of Nilfgaard, Hillard. Fitz. Ojestelan, after using words to earn a voice for himself.

Military attache Renoir. Mattson, leading the men in black wearing winged helmets, led the burly prisoner with his hands tied behind his back to the center of the stage.

The prisoner was as strong as granite, with narrowed eyes that were dull and dull, and a cross-shaped scar on his bald head... This guy with an unusually strong body was clearly the witcher of the Viper School, the King Slayer, Guleta's Reso.

After receiving Victor's prompt and realizing what was going to happen next, Iorveth's body trembled slightly.

Stopping where everyone could clearly see, Renua kicked Leisuo to his knees.

Mage Kaduin spread his hands in confusion, "Who is this person?"

And standing behind him, Xi'er was alert to the crisis. Tanshavier's face suddenly turned pale.

Hillard spoke eloquently: "Perhaps many people don't know that last night not only the Kaedwen camp was massacred, but the Nilfgaard camp was also attacked.

The prisoner tried to kill me but failed, but instead killed my accompanying mage Fanhema. Thanks to his sacrifice and Renua's efforts, we succeeded in arresting this vicious criminal.

And after interrogation, they learned of a shocking conspiracy behind it! "

"How could Reso be caught!? No... No, Hillard is talking nonsense. It was Geralt and Angoulin who went on the raid last night..." Iorveth sweated on his nervous forehead and couldn't help but murmur. Whisper.

"Oh... is there a conspiracy? I'd like to hear the details." The golden armor shone, and Radovid on the field slightly loosened his collar.

"The prisoner admitted that both Foltest and Demavi died in his hands, and also revealed the identity of his employer." Hillard's speech was earth-shattering and immediately sparked a lot of discussion.

In the past few months, the deaths of Demavi and Foltest have touched the sensitive nerves of all northerners, but no one expected that the man in black who finally stood up to announce the solution of the case would be the man in black from Nilfgaard. .

Under the spotlight, Leisuo, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his voice so that everyone in the theater could hear clearly, "I killed the king, and the instigators behind it were a group of sorceresses, who called themselves the 'Sorceress Assembly'. They assigned and helped me carry out the assassination plan."

Standing with a sword behind him, Renua said with a corpse-like face, "Keep talking, prisoner."

"The Sorceress Assembly hopes to get rid of all the rulers who are against the will of the mage!" Lei Suo said in a hoarse voice.

Pursing his lips, Radovid looked grim, "Sorceress Assembly Hall? Tell me in detail what that is?"

With his hands folded on his lower abdomen, Ambassador Nidegaard's tone was full of suppressed sentimentality and anger, "Report to Your Majesty, that is a guilty organization! We have compiled a list of evil names to remove the deceased Ad Ka Sabina Glewisig of Ley…

Also surviving are Philippa Eilhardt of Tritog;

Triss Merigold of Maribor;

Margarita. Laux. Antille;

Kayla Metz of Carias;

With Ada Emin of the Blue Mountains.

And the last one, who happened to be in the middle of the venue, was Ciel Tanshavier of Coville.

It is my deepest regret that two Nilfgaardian sorceresses, Ashley Anahim of Vicovarro and Fringilla Vigo of Toussaint, are also members of the Conclave.

The former has been executed, and the emperor will give appropriate treatment to the latter. "

Hillard's recitation was shocking, as if it were a sentence coming from the deep hell. Every name he uttered was a resounding one, including the most outstanding sorceresses in the north... no, the entire world.

Hear Sabina. Gravesig, even though she was executed, Henselt still spat on the ground.

Philippa's name made Radovid's eyes sparkle.

Natalis was thoughtful when he read about Triss and Keira.

But Geralt of Rivia discovered that compared to the list mentioned by Victor, the man in black had missing the names of three women, namely Francesca Findabeth of Doll Bretanner, Yennefer of Vengerberg, and Ciria of Sintra.

The former was ignored because of political reasons, and the latter was not mentioned as a matter of course. However, Yennefer did not appear. Could there be other reasons?

...Of course this is not an important thing.

As Radovid raised his hands in anger, the sounds of officers giving orders and the Knights of the Flaming Rose marching onto the field came from the stands.

These knights wore red armor, equipped with strong shields and crossbows, and had anti-magic weapons hanging on their waists. Not to mention that there is an anti-magic field in the venue, even if there is not, they are enough to fight the mage.

Seeing the army approaching, Kaduin looked at Radovid uneasily, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

"Arrest them all!" King Redania ordered to his loyal army, and then tore up the documents in his hands. "Dear magicians, the reconstruction of the Council of Mages will be postponed indefinitely! Until the matter is verified clearly, Your innocence is assured.”

Hillard took a few steps back to indicate the end of his speech. Renua. Mattson also escorted Reso off the stage.

The knights of the Flame Rose formed a phalanx and surrounded Kaduin and Xi'er. Tanshavier, the crossbow was pointed at them.

"You have no right to do this, Your Majesty." Kaduin issued a weak rebuke.

Radovid raised his chin and said, "If you don't want another massacre in Lomunje, then it's best to surrender now. The incident on Sunide Island cannot be repeated. The court will uncover the traitors hidden among us."

His cold and resolute words forced Carduin to raise his hands and squat in surrender.

And Xier Tanshavier, although she also raised her hands, her pale face was frozen into ice.

There was no room for explanation.

Combined with the intelligence from the south obtained earlier, she knew that she had fallen into the trap of Shirad and was blamed for the assassination led by the black-clad man, and the kings would not listen to her explanation at all.

There was no room for redemption, she could only signal Saskia to act with her eyes.

So when the Flaming Rose Knight approached Xier, the representative area of ​​Vergen shone with a radiance and roared.

In full view of the crowd, Saskia, the Saint of Aedirn, transformed into a dragon, and her innate magic was not restrained by the anti-magic force field.

The giant beast that suddenly appeared in the square had an indescribable elegance, and its feline temperament even made people ignore its reptilian appearance, although it was undoubtedly a reptile.

Looking down at all the creatures on the field, the dragon's eyes glowed with brilliant and fierce light, its slender neck formed a perfect arc, and its tail was wrapped around its outstretched claws.

Her scales were like painted with paint, almost all of her body was golden, and she spread her bat-like amber wings and flew into the sky. Looking at their big golden eyes made people exclaim in admiration.

"It turned out to be a golden dragon." The cigar fell to the ground from the corner of his mouth, and Vernon Roche said softly, "Incredible... a living legend!"

"It's not Borch, it's another golden dragon." Geralt of Rivia exclaimed, "The egg back then... I didn't recognize it as her."

The roar of the dragon shook the entire theater, and through the amplification magic, it even spread to half of the city of Lomne.

Letting out a desperate low howl, Iorveth was unwilling to believe his eyes. The exposure of the dragon girl's identity meant that the foundation of Saskia's rule had completely collapsed, and the results of the attack and defense of Vergen had all come to nothing.

The dragon's might was as sharp as a knife, and her mouth was open, with fangs as sharp and shining as daggers.

When she opened her mouth and blew out dragon breath, some soldiers were even stunned in place, and they were not awakened until they were bathed in flames.

The protagonists of the summit, the kings, relied on the protection of loyal guards to leave the square and hide underground.

There are many holes and pipes hidden in the theater performance area, which are usually used to configure props, livestock or gladiators, and then they are raised to the ground during the performance. Facing the current situation, it is just right to effectively avoid the burning of dragon breath.

And the audience of the summit, many mages, had already felt that the situation was not good when the Flaming Rose Knights entered the venue, and with the help of the dragon disrupting the situation, they took the opportunity to escape from the venue.

In the chaotic situation, a few soldiers who did not forget their duty to arrest Xi'er continued to fire crossbows forward to attack.

Extending its claws and gently holding Xi'er. Tanshavier, the dragon roared angrily, spitting out dragon breath to burn them all into ashes, and the high-temperature flames formed a wall of fire.

She flew away from the circular arena and landed on a high tower in the distance to put down the sorceress. It was obviously the lair of Siel Tanshavier.

In the square, the blazing flames were scorching hot. Iorveth and Victor Corleone, who rushed towards Saskia after lamenting, were separated by the wall of fire.

After finding that Saskia put down Siel and flew back to the arena, the Dragonborn hesitated for a moment and made up his mind, "Iorveth, I will stay to save Saskia, you go and catch Siel, don't let her run away!"

Knowing that this was the best choice, the elf shouted across the wall of fire, "Wick! I hope Saskia can survive, but if it really reaches the limit... promise me, don't let her suffer for too long!"

He vowed to never forget the response he heard afterwards.

"Iorveth, don't worry! Today I... have no limits!"

...

In the square, the blazing flames were steaming and lingering. Geralt and Vernon Roche, who also rushed forward after lamenting, were also separated by the wall of fire.

"Geralt, go catch Xi'er, don't let her run away! I'll go protect Anais." After shouting, the blue iron guard disappeared on the other side of the fire wall.

Sensing that Saskia flew back to the amphitheater, the White Wolf hesitated for a moment whether to stay and stop her or to chase Xi'er, until he saw a tattooed young man holding up a steel sword, posing a top position, standing in the stands where the dragon must pass.

As he ran to the tower where the sorceress was at ease, a magnificent roar came from behind him, "V-S-Loda!"

...

The loud "dragon roar" attracted the attention of everyone in the amphitheater who had not left or was in a safe area.

The anti-magic force field built into the arena prevented the witcher from casting spells, and he could only rely on swordsmanship to deal with bombs.

But there were too many irrelevant people at the scene, and Victor didn't want to expose his essence as a "bomb superman". It was difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends, so he hid as many cards as possible.

Besides, he didn't want to hurt Saskia... He didn't know the situation before, and dared to throw anything at the dragon, including mouth explosion and freezing. Thinking back, he couldn't help sweating. If the Saint of Aedirn was really blinded or her beauty was damaged, it would be an irreparable loss.

But even in such a limited situation, the bravery shown by the Dragonborn with swordsmanship alone made the audience stare.

He was still agile in heavy armor, and the silver light of the Flame Strike flickered.

The sky opened and the clouds split, and he was a hero!

"It's incredible that there are people who can fight against this beast... Is this the so-called Dragonborn? No wonder Lidox..."

Hillard sighed from the bottom of his heart as he watched him roar provocatively from the window hole, and then danced with the dragon with superb skills.

The ambassador's high-level praise aroused the military attaché Renua's dissatisfaction, "Your Excellency, this mutant freak only relies on his mutated body to tangle with monsters. If necessary, I will be happy to form a formation to fight the dragon. With enough equipment, the fearless empire Soldiers can do better!"

Hillard shook his head and smiled, "There is no need, withdraw the troops and return to the camp. Today's harvest has been too rich, so rich that it was almost unimaginable beforehand. Our goal has been completely achieved, and all we have to do now is to leave here and return home to enjoy our victory."

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Not only the Nilfgaardians, but "V-S-Loda!" coincidentally attracted another group of people in the safe area of ​​the arena.

"Danso's Siegfried, if it were you, could you do what Victor did?" Radovid, with his arms crossed, was calm and collected.

"Your Majesty, he is a professional monster hunter and a rare warrior in his own right. It is said that before crossing the Koraz Desert, he was already known as the Dragon Slayer in the far east.

The magic-blocking gold weapons are of little use against this giant monster, but the steel and heavy crossbows can still effectively counterattack. If His Majesty deems it necessary, the Knights are willing to fight! "

Although he didn't say it directly, the meaning of the Rose Knight was very clear: in the first half, he admitted that he was an expert, and that a single knight could not match his ability. The second half emphasizes from a different perspective that even for such a brave expert, the Knights can be replaced by quantity.

The king who received the answer raised his lips and smiled knowingly, "No, there is no need to fight. The Dragonborn has such a great reputation and dares to fight, so he must be confident. You have more important things to do now!

Look at these evil sorceresses, trying to manipulate the world by assassinating kings. They've crossed a terrible line.

And you, my most loyal knights, my iron fist! You must teach them to regain their respect! "

Hearing the bloodshed in his words, Siegfried was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether he wanted to accept the order or try to remonstrate.

Suddenly, Knight Patrick, who was standing behind him, took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, I promise that your will will be fully implemented!"

He then shouted: "Long Live Radovid! (Long live Radovid!)"

Immediately struck by the scene, the Redanian court painter accompanying him was suddenly struck with inspiration.

The giant dragon serves as the background, and the golden and brilliant armor sets off the world-famous painting "Radovid's Smile".

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And outside the window, it unknowingly becomes the background of a famous painting, and the entanglement between Victor and Saskia is in the ascendant.

There were dark clouds floating in the sky, but the sunshine was still shining in the few parts that were not covered.

The dragon's claws and teeth can resist the "flame strike", but fortunately her scales cannot.

And just like Philippa. Erhart said that even if she is controlled, the dragon girl is still smart enough and will not lose her memory and forget the harm the witcher once caused her!

So compared to last time. Varetti, Victor played both easily and hard. It was easy because he drank more potions before the battle, and combined with the werewolf decoction and swamp witch decoction, the witcher's combat power was maximized.

The difficulty is because in a one-on-one situation, Saskia doesn't just attack with her claws, flap her wings or sweep her tail. She would often fly up and spit fire after being beaten, forcing Victor to roll all over the ground to avoid him. She had no sense of martial ethics at all.

Fortunately, humans also do not have martial ethics. They found that the dragon fighting the witcher had an opportunity to take advantage of it, and several Kaedwen bravely rushed out to shoot.

Saskia, who was alerted to the crisis in time, flapped her dragon wings to sweep away the crossbow arrows, and then sprayed the soldiers into roasted meat with a breath of dragon breath.

But their sacrifices were not in vain. The witcher who seized the opportunity flew up and stabbed the flaming strike deeply into the dragon girl's shoulder, as if pulling. Varetti Castle.

The golden vertical pupils stared at the blue reincarnation eyes. His eyes were all about her, and her eyes were only about him. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes!

Fire and blood!

Power and glory!

"Boom!" When a ballista shot to the side, an unusually similar history repeated itself.

Saskia suddenly spun around, then flapped her wings and flew high, trying to get rid of Victor again!

But under the witness of countless people, the witcher did not let go this time, nor was he thrown away.

Duwakein, who came from the east of Serecania, gripped the steel sword embedded in the dragon's body, used the strength to turn over and ride on her back, and the dragon flew out of the amphitheater!

That was it that day. They disappeared from everyone's sight.

…

Of the countless versions of this deadly battle between a witcher and a dragon that became widely circulated a few years later, the scene narrated by Blas of Banad is the most popular!

The guy with the hooked nose said this, "You will never believe what I saw! At that time, dark clouds covered the sky and the sun was shining brightly. Only the place where the dragon slayer was was shining brightly. He stood proudly high in the arena, He is holding a weapon taller than a man!

That thing couldn't be called a sword. It was big, thick, heavy, and rough. It was impossible to even pick it up. It seemed like a heavy piece of iron...

You can hit the wind with a sword! Just one sword! The dragon slayer split the ignorant golden dragon in half alive! "

Thanks to the book friend Pai Daxing for working hard, LW Feng Bishu, the home warrior, and the book friend 20200307185651979 for the reward.