Witcher's Atelier

A Baroque building built on the mountain, this is the viewing platform of the Beauclair Palace. It is surrounded by white stone columns and has a wide and transparent view. Standing here at night, you can have an unobstructed view of the glorious night view of the entire city.

But Victor of Keldro. Viscount Corleone, who was not yet able to enjoy this wonderful view, stood at the bottom of the steps of the viewing platform.

Returning to Beauclair City, we met again with this beautiful ruler, Dandelion’s dear little weasel. Anna. Archduke Henrietta.

She was overlooking the dusty witchers from the observation deck, with a straight and small nose and deep and shining blue eyes.

Because the arrival time was close to late at night, this summons was considered relatively secret. Only those closest to Anayetta and a few nobles stationed in the palace actually participated in the conversation.

And this situation happened to be in line with Victor's expectations.

Before finding Regis and gaining enough bargaining chips, he didn't want to be beaten by Reina. Weed notices the Phantom Troupe appearing. Not wanting to sleep until midnight, Dettlaff suddenly blocked the bed and demanded that he get out of Toussaint immediately.

At the bottom of the steps, the witcher paid his initial tribute to the Baroness.

"Victor of Keldra, come closer to me." Anna. Henrietta said.

At the Grand Duke's request, Victor advanced to the platform in the middle of the steps, bowed slightly and said, "Long-separated greetings, enlightened lady, it is an honor to be called by you."

"I'm glad you can come over, too. Come a little closer, Witcher, come up and take a look at this beauty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Ahem," Victor didn't have time to move. The palace manager Sebastian coughed lightly first, "Your Highness, this doesn't seem appropriate."

"Shut up Goatee! I want to express the importance I attach to this commission. And Viscount Corleone is a respectable witcher who left a very good reputation here last winter. Do you think I remembered it wrong? Demi kindness?"

The burly, bald Damien. Tour, Anayetta's most loyal lackey, glanced at Victor and Angouleme behind him, "Mr. Victor can be trusted."

It must be emphasized that describing this gentleman as a lackey here is not derogatory. In fact, if Damien is called that, he will be very happy.

The steward, who attaches great importance to etiquette and norms, saw that the Grand Duke and the captain of the guard recognized it. He bowed to Victor and apologized, took a step back and kept quiet.

So Viscount Corleone climbed the steps, stepped onto the observation deck under the watchful eyes of layers of guards, and stopped at a social distance three steps away from the lady.

"Mr. Victor, on the way here, I believe Horace and Guillaume should have told you the general situation..." The voice of this enlightened lady was clear, firm and fearless.

"Yes, Your Highness, I know that Count Crespe was unfortunately killed. And the second nobleman with the same distinguished status, although not personally familiar with him, is said to have been your tutor." Victor's response was gentle but not Number of faux pas.

Waving to Victor to follow, Anna turned around and walked to the railing of the observation deck. The summer night wind blew her skirt, and the stars in the sky and the lights below the mountain complemented each other.

"Come and take a look, this is Beauclair, she is very beautiful, right!" Facing such a prosperous scene, the ruler's tone contained undisguised anger, "This beautiful city is my city, but now it is There is a filthy beast spreading fear and death here!

As people rejoice, their fear suddenly disappears and they are found dead in the square, handcuffed in the pillory. When people fall asleep, they are afraid of appearing in the gutter the next day, dying like a clown in their pajamas holding the heater.

And this is me, Anna. Henrietta will never allow this! "

The enlightened lady with full aura is graceful.

"Listen, witcher Victor, find this beast for me and kill him, freeing this city from fear, and you will be richly rewarded!

As the Viscount of Red Wine, you have proven your ability to run the manor, so I will give you the White Crow Vineyard that no one inherited after the death of Count Crespe, and a thousand florins of gold coins as a reward.

I am very confident that you will solve this matter. In addition, it is the grape harvest season, and the workers need to know who will protect them in order to work with peace of mind. Therefore, the keys and warrants of the 'White Crow Manor' will be sent to Seba later. Stian will hand over to you in advance.

The issuance of gold coins will wait until you bring back proof of solving the problem! The heads of evil beasts or corresponding trophies.

Above, do you have anything to add to my arrangement? "

Victor touched his chest and thanked you, "Your Highness, I can only admire and thank you for your generosity and wisdom. But regarding the investigation of the incident, I have a small request, that is, not to announce that I am tracking the evil beast for the time being."

She paused for a moment, but before the young man could explain the reason for his request, the countess suddenly turned around and stared at the witcher.

Facing Anayetta's sharp gaze, Victor shrugged his shoulders, "Your Highness, that's it. The first victim, Count Crespe, was fatally injured by claws sealing his throat, but he was placed in a kneeling position. It means someone deliberately made this pose.

The second victim, Chevalier Ramon Dulac, had the same reason. His fatal injury was a blow through the heart from the long claw, but he slept in the gutter wearing a nightcap and pajamas, with a pillow under his head, and hugged the heater.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the evil beasts, their deaths were very funny, which can be said to be a humiliation to their behavior in life. I suspect the motive might be revenge?

If it is true, I believe that starting from their interpersonal scope, we may be able to find a way to die. "

Damian Tur was slightly shocked by the inspiration and couldn't help thinking: "It's surprising, this young man is really knowledgeable... Ramon Dulac has many shameful transactions with the black forces, and Count Cresp is even more notorious in the field of red wine operations."

The baroness met the witcher's eyes, and then smiled slightly, "What a special request. But if the investigation is not open, you will not be able to get everyone's active help, and the White Crow Vineyard cannot be given to you for the time being?"

"Thank you for the tolerance of the enlightened lady. I only need a warrant to allow me to freely intervene in the evil beast investigation site and temporarily command the principality guards of less than two people." He smiled and bowed.

For the witcher's request, Anaietta blinked her beautiful eyes. Of course, there is no problem with the former. As for the latter, she looked at Damian Tur. The bald man with scars on his face thought for a moment and bowed to indicate that there was no problem.

She raised her chin slightly, "In this case, Victor Corleone, I look forward to your performance. This is the expectation of Grand Duke Toussaint."

The witcher stroked his chest and agreed.

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