Witcher's Atelier

The stars twinkle.

Walking alone into the east district of Lomugna, the camp where Lily Badge was stationed yesterday is now just an open-air crematorium where corpses are piled and burned.

Victor stopped, and next to the campfire in the center of the square, he saw the strong body like granite again.

Sitting next to her was Angouleme, a great single-celled organism. She was talking about something interesting and she laughed very loudly.

Confident in the witcher's keen senses, the young man was sure that the giant man had seen him. So he walked directly from the front.

Eagle Vision noticed the group leader. The group members put away their smiles and nodded to him. They threw a few pieces of firewood into the fire without saying a word, leaving room for conversation between the giant man and the young man.

Leisuo, who was sitting by the campfire, was like a hibernating bear. He looked up at Victor, like a tiger waking up, and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, young man, why don't you listen to my advice?".

Luoluo sat down cross-leggedly, and the young man took off his sword and placed it on his right hand. "Stop being so pretentious, I'm here to save Saskia, the most dazzling presence at today's summit."

The giant man let out a deep laugh, "I thought Guleta's Leisuo was the most dazzling today."

"Idiot! I'm glad to see you're alive. I thought you either left Lomuni or were killed by Geralt. Who gave you the courage to stay and face my wrath, knowing that you gave me a Lots of trouble!”

Lifting the bottle and taking a sip of vodka, Leisuo's eyes were like rocks, staring intently at the swaying campfire.

"It's because I caused a lot of trouble that I feel the need to stay and wait for you, and I must give you an explanation.

Unlike Geralt who still needs to remember, you must have picked up a lot of context along the way. Where do you think this explanation should start? "

Taking a swig of vodka, Victor looked up at the stars, "I'll do it! You're responsible for replenishing it."

The story started a few months ago, when three demon hunters from the Viper School went north. They were commissioned by the Nilfgaard Empire to assassinate the king and create chaos.

Then the future kingslayers first met a mysterious and handsome alchemist on the banks of the Yaruga River, and with his help recreated the lost "North Wind" bomb. "

When talking about "a certain mysterious and handsome alchemist", Angouleme's suppressed snickering could be heard from the side. Victor ignored it, and Reso also had no expression on his face.

“Later, by chance, the witcher met several sorceresses in Aedirn who were trying to murder the king, and planned to hire them to perform the task.

These naive women thought they could control poisonous snakes, but they didn't realize how sharp and cunning the big bald man with dull eyes, dull and straightforward eyes was inside. "

When she heard "a slow and honest bald guy", the girl covered her mouth with her hands, bent down and tried her best to resist the urge to laugh wildly, and made a weird sound of "Puch".

Victor touched his cheek seriously, "I don't know how much help Hillard or the Imperial Intelligence Agency provided you during the whole process. Anyway, the result is that you succeeded. First use Xi'er's help to kill Demavi, and then Convince Iorveth to help kill Foltest."

Angoulin stopped smiling.

“Unfortunately, Geralt was sucked into the whirlpool, and the others present were not immune either, so we embarked on a pursuit journey that spanned half of the continent...

Now, the first question, why did you want to kill Iorveth in the floating port? "

Leisuo's voice was hoarse, "The assassination of the king is to create chaos. Nilfgaard's determination to go north has never disappeared. The army has crossed the Yaruga River, and the third Northern War is right around the corner.

The Scoia'tael are a resource that can be exploited, provided there is no Iorveth, so Hillard asked me to give it a try. "

Crossing his arms, Victor lowered his head and stared at the flames, "Then there is something I think you must know. Oaks and Seret died in Vergen. The murderers were Desmo and Xi'er respectively. Desmo is dead. In my hand."

Sniffing, Angoulan choked up a little. Leisuo remained expressionless, but responded with a dry voice, "Thank you. You don't need to worry about Xi'er. Geralt's kindness has reserved more cruel treatment for her. Rui Dania's witch hunter will soon make her realize that life is worse than death."

Closing his eyes, Victor pinched the bridge of his nose, "Finally, at the summit of kings, you surrendered yourself as a witness to convince the king present, so both the north and the south jointly wanted the sorceress gathering place and massacred all the sorcerers present.

From then on, miracles like the "Battle of Sodden Mountain" would never happen again in the war, and the reconstruction work of the Mage Council also failed.

Perfect script, perfectly executed, congratulations to you and Nilfgaard.

And the second question I want to ask you is, is it really worth sacrificing Serrit and Oaks just to perform this job? "

The stone-like unchanging face was raised, and Lei Suo's eyes met Victor's, "The so-called enlightenment is not the determination to sacrifice, but the carving out a way forward in the dark wilderness!

remember? This is what you said on the banks of the Yaruga River, and we all like the awakening you described... The appearance of the king-slayer is to open a way in the dark wilderness. "

He coughed violently for a few times. He didn't expect to hear such shame from someone else. The young man put his hand on his forehead and said, "Okay! Then the third and final question! What did Emperor Emhyr Emres prescribe for you? Conditions that allow you to make such a realization? "

The giant man raised his head and took another swig.

"Then it starts with my relationship with Geralt. Do you know how we met before he lost his memory?"

"I know. He remembered this in Vergen and told me. Last year, after we separated in Vizima, he saved your life from the claws of the dragon lizard."

"Yes, and then the three of us accompanied him on the road to pursue the Wild Hunt and recover Yennefer out of gratitude. Yennefer is Geralt's lover."

"Well... no need to introduce more. My understanding of Yennefer in Fangerberg is far beyond your imagination."

Touching his broad chin, Letho was a little surprised why Victor knew Yennefer, but thinking of the style of the sorceress, he chose to continue the story without asking. Some things are better not to know.

"Finally, on the winter solstice two years ago, we were trapped in Hanged Man Alley by the Wild Hunt. Geralt chose to exchange his own life for the lives of Yennefer and the three of us, and then he was taken away by the Wild Hunt."

Thinking of the situation when Geralt suddenly appeared in Kaer Morhen in early May last year, Victor rubbed his wrist, "Did Yennefer also lose her memory?"

"Indeed, for Geralt's sake, we decided to take care of Yennefer. But she is extremely irritable, constantly getting angry at the people around her, and even trying to lure Oaks to alienate us." Letho's expression was still dull.

"We took her to Nilfgaard to find a cure, but Yennefer caused countless troubles along the way. You know, in the Empire, undisciplined sorceresses mean imprisonment or even death, so we had to keep moving her between provinces.

Unfortunately, in the end... we were still captured and imprisoned by the Empire's secret agents.

At this time, Emperor Emhyr Emreis came to the prison in person and made a suggestion to me: to come to the north to assassinate the king and create chaos.

If things go as expected, he promised to cure Yennefer and restore her in Nilfgaard. Build a school of the Viper School and let the witchers live freely in the designated place.

I can't refuse this tempting proposal, and neither can Oaks and Serrit. This is the common consciousness of the three of us. ”

Victor covered his face with his hands, "I see, no wonder Geralt didn't kill you."

"If the White Wolf chooses to go to war, I will try to fight back. I misjudged the injury of his knee last time, and I may not lose this time."

"Ahem... cough... huff!" In response to Reso's speech, Angouleme coughed violently and deliberately, trying to express her dissatisfaction, but no one paid attention to her.

The giant man was calm, "Wick, do you have any other questions? If not, let me give you a suggestion. The southern army is approaching, and the north is in unprecedented chaos. Now is the time to go to the south to pursue a better life.

In fact, the Viper School will not refuse Wolf School lecturers, and if Angouleme wants a safe place to mutate, I should be able to provide it. ”

The fire crackled, and there was a brief silence.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!" Victor suddenly pounded the ground and laughed, laughing so hard that he fell backwards and laughed to his heart's content. Angouleme was confused by his laughter, and Letho's pupils shrank slightly.

"No way! No way! You don't really believe the king's promise? Aren't you too naive? What era is it? There are still people who believe in the king's promise!?"

Facing the ruthless ridicule, the bald giant said coldly, "That's the emperor, the emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire."

The young man made a face, "Emperor, king, all the same, they only keep their promises when it is beneficial.

Believe it or not, when you return to the south, the emperor will try to kill people to silence them. Since the sorceress has taken the blame for the murder of the king, there is no need to leave any doubts.

I dare to guarantee in the name of the Dragonborn that he is not going to fulfill his promise at all!"

Letho closed his eyes, then opened them, "I don't believe what you said, time will prove you wrong."

Victor did not argue with him, but just laughed funny and helplessly.

He has the memory of his past life to guarantee that the last master of the Snake Sect will be chased by bounty hunters very miserably.

But he also knows that it is absolutely impossible to convince the other party now. With so much sunk cost, Leisuo will not give up returning to Nilfgaard to collect the reward.

Breaking the rule of not killing, violating the taboo of killing the king, and even two partners who have entrusted their lives to each other, how could the emperor not keep his promise in Leisuo's mind? The emperor must keep his promise!

The words are not in line with each other, the giant patted his knees and stood up, "I have given you the explanation I promised, and now I am leaving. I hope to see you again in the future."

Feeling the stiff atmosphere, Angulan hesitated and didn't know what to say. According to her heart, she certainly believed the judgment of the leader. He smiled so lewdly, and he was definitely backed by the prophet. But she didn't want to dampen the other party's hope.

Victor stood up and blocked Reso's way, "Wait a minute... You can't leave yet, you still owe me something?"

"What is it?"

"Two punches, Geralt punched me hard twice in the floating harbor because I saved you."

With a granite-like expression, Reso spread his hands to signal not to waste time.

The next second, "bang!" A solid left hook hit him and shook him.

The giant just turned back, "bang!" A full right hook immediately followed, hitting him back a step.

Pressing his nose with his fingers, blowing each side once to spray away the blood, Reso's eyes were actually a little mocking, "That's it? Your fists are weak!"

Victor responded with a look of looking at a fool, "I'm afraid of hurting you! Now go back to your warm south, remember to always be vigilant against the empire, I'll wait for you in the north."

The rock-like face was calm, and he stretched out his big hand to ruffle Angouleme's hair, then brushed past Victor of Keldra, and Guleta's Reso disappeared into the darkness.

Looking up, the sky of Lomnière was shining with stars tonight.