Witcher's Atelier

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye after that audience.

That night, in the underground chamber of the Merle-Lachaise-Longue Cemetery between the village of Francarraz and the port of Beauclair.

"Hah!" With a crisp shout, Angouleme passed by the ghoul and skillfully chopped off the monster's head, causing it to collapse after a few steps forward.

This was the third ghoul the girl apprentice had chopped down. With the help of potions and equipment, she experienced the witcher's fighting style in advance and successfully fought one against three.

After the battle, she wiped the sweat off her face and turned around angrily to question Victor: "It was clearly agreed to be three days, and then three days after three days, and then three days after three days. Today is the tenth day, Captain!"

"Hold on, don't worry, we should find it soon. I didn't know there were so many cemeteries near Toussaint beforehand. Anyway, you should seize the opportunity to practice in actual combat!"

The truth is that Victor didn't remember which cemetery Regis was hiding in, so he could only use the stupid method of exploring one by one.

"You said the same thing in the Oremos Cemetery three days ago..."

"Shut up and have faith in your captain, this time! I promise that if Regis is not found in three days, the backup plan will be activated!"

Blowing his nose to relieve the stench of the ghouls, Angouleme continued to move forward.

"Well, I'm not that anxious! It's just that when I saw Lakous' body in the morning, Uncle Damien's face was so bitter that he was about to smoke. We all felt sorry for him. If he hadn't been bald early, he would have lost a lot of hair!"

Following her, Victor didn't reply, but just silently replayed the information in his heart.

Louis. Count Lakous, the third victim of the evil beast, made huge profits by trading grains, and was also known as "Sir Iron Rooster".

In the morning, a crayfish fisherman named Linus reported that his dismembered body was found in the fishing net at the shallows of the river.

Victor, who had just woken up, rushed to the scene immediately and inspected the scene with Damien. The evidence that Count Lakous was a victim of the beast was mainly the rib injury of the corpse, which was caused by the long claws and was also the direct cause of death.

No other items or footprints were found near the corpse. It was not until Victor performed the autopsy that he found a small bag of coins from the throat of the count.

This discovery stimulated Damien's association. He mentioned Lakous's obsession with money and all kinds of absurd remarks.

Count Lakous claimed that modern knights are facing different challenges from the past. The five virtues of chivalry belong to the dregs of the old era. At present, they should embrace the sixth virtue of the new era: entrepreneurial spirit.

So far, the first three dead were once knights, and none of them were role models advocated by the Principality of Toussaint. They were all betrayers of the "five virtues of chivalry" of honor, wisdom, generosity, bravery and compassion.

After discussing with Victor, Damien summarized the possible common points of the victims and excitedly brought this conclusion back to the court to report.

But for Victor, the answer was clear from the beginning. His real plan was to assign Horace and Guillaume to secretly spy on nearby manors and castles to see if there were any large numbers of new armed personnel.

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The Merle Lachaise Longue Cemetery was unexpectedly large, with dust all over the tombstones and tombs built one on top of another.

While the witcher was planning and reflecting, the Phantom Troupe gradually went deeper.

“Wick, are you upset that you couldn’t stop the third murder?” Angouleme asked casually.

The witcher shook his head and denied, "They each have their own way of dying, there is nothing to worry about, and I don't remember who the victim is, and I can't do anything about Lakos's death."

"Wouldn't it be bad if the baroness invited us to investigate the evil beast, but the murders still happened one after another?"

"Don't worry, the killing will stop temporarily. Although I still don't know who the fourth victim is, I am sure he will appear in the palace during the knight's tournament next month. And as long as the fourth case can be prevented, the fifth case will not happen."

"You said that this is a crime of 'clinging to the five virtues'. The purpose of ritual killing is to make the people of Toussaint believe that the dead are all evil people who violate morality, so the fifth dead must be very important?"

"Indeed, the first four victims of the evil beast make people believe that 'they were killed because of a lack of corresponding morality'. The fifth dead will automatically be deemed to lack 'mercy', thus hiding her true cause of death..."

This passage is more complicated, and Angouleme is confused.

"--A prophet!? I'm very interested in your opinion on evil beasts." A gentle male voice echoed in the tomb, and it was unknown where it came from.

When Angouleme heard this voice, her pupils suddenly sparkled, and she shouted, "Is it you? Uncle Regis, I'm Angouleme! Have you forgotten me? Let's go to Styga Castle together!"

The girl's strong and activeness instantly destroyed the other party's mystery and ended the witcher's well-managed charlatan temperament.

Emerging from the shadows, with gray hair and black eyes, this pale elder has a deep M-shaped baldness, and his thin cheeks make him have a deep outline.

But the cold facial features that should be disgusting, and the aristocratic hooked nose, make people feel strangely at ease because of the clear and gentle eyes like water.

He looks like an ordinary person. One is a country doctor who smells of herbs and spices. It is worth mentioning that there is also a set of quite exquisite barber tools next to his herbal bag.

"Wow!" Angoulême smiled amid the cheers, took a few steps forward and looked at the other party happily, as if he had seen something rare.

"Oh...my dear Angouleme, I must give you a piece of advice. Even with a witcher by your side, it is not a good habit to walk among the graves at night." The elder gently pushed the girl away.

"And this prophet, or witcher, I suggest you let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword." His eyes shifted from Angouleme to Victor, and he said in a cautious tone, "There is no need for this. As you can see, I am unarmed, and I have always been like this. I don't have any valuables on me. My name is Emile Regis, from Dillingen."

Victor smiled and let go of the hilt of the sword. He was confident in Angouleme's eagle vision. If the creature in front of him had any hostility, the girl would never react like this.

Regis spread his hands, "Based on rational judgment, the prophet who traveled with Angouleme should have a certain degree of understanding of me and my identity, and must have come here with a certain purpose, but I still know nothing about you.

Because of Angouleme, I choose to believe that you have no hostility, and perhaps you are willing to accept the invitation of me, a high-level vampire.

There is an alchemy workshop in the tomb not far ahead, which can provide the best mandragora wine and guarantee freshly picked mandragora."

"My name is Victor Corleone, from Bell Town east of Zerecania, and I am honored by your invitation, Mr. Regis." The witcher smiled and agreed.

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