Witcher's Atelier

When Regis and Victor walked into the alchemy room, Angoulaine was peering into the cauldron.

"Please, dear, stay away from those magic potions, even a small bite will be fatal to you." the herbalist said loudly.

The girl stuck out her tongue and made a face.

Then Regis continued to explain to Victor, "According to the anti-toxicity I saw a few days ago, and the darker the toxicity, the more gorgeous the facial lines. I can't guess where the limit of your body is, but the toxicity of the resonance water should be not a problem.

Speaking of which, I have some doubts. Is your herbal medicine from an organization that uses dragons or vampires? The intensity of your mutation is comprehensive and dramatic. If all witchers were monsters like you, the king would not be able to sleep well. "

"Monsters call other people monsters, you are so polite! And thank you for reminding me. I will try to see the organization of dragons or vampires next time." The alchemist responded with a smile.

Confident in Regis' skills and character, he calmly came to the cauldron, scooped up enough resonance water and drank it all in one gulp.

"Crack!" The soup ladle dropped to the ground, and Victor fell asleep.

He hugged the young man firmly and said, "Hold on!" Angoulin used his arms to pick up the princess and put her into a spacious and comfortable coffin. In order to prevent the leader from accidentally catching a cold, the group members even helped cover him with a piece of white cloth.

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The witcher slept peacefully for several hours.

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When the moon hangs high in the sky, the gentle white light covers the forest, and the cicadas make noisy noises in the silent night.

As if rising from the bottom of the water, his breathing suddenly became smoother and his tense muscles relaxed. Victor opened his eyes.

Her eyes are dark brown…. This is the first thing the young man sees when he opens his eyes.

Feelings of nostalgia emerge.

She has bright straw-colored hair and wild, thick eyebrows. This is the second and third one I saw.

She stretched out her hand and shook it from side to side in front of the boy's eyes to make sure he was really awake. Her brown eyes were bright, "Welcome back, Mr. Victor Corleone."

"I'm back, Miss Angouleme Corleone." Her blue eyes were deep.

Lifting the white cloth with a swish, the girl helped the weak-limbed witcher out of the coffin and moved to a chair to sit down. There were three dinner plates, a pot of soup and a large basket of bread on the table.

The soup was a potato stew and the bread was a bun.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Regis walked in from the figurine passage, "Oh Wick! Thanks um... How about Meritelli? She seems to be a more popular choice.

You slept so peacefully, I almost thought the potion failed. The reaction was completely different from the last time I saw it, when the subject struggled like a carp falling into a frying pan. "

"Uh... I still feel uncomfortable, but it's not serious, and the potion works very well." Victor picked up the bread and dipped it in the soup.

The potato stew was well seasoned, with the right proportion of spices, definitely Regis's craftsmanship, and the most that could be done with angoulam would be to cook things down.

The herbalist and the girl also sat at the table, and the three of them began to eat.

"Tell me what you saw? If it doesn't affect your appetite." Regis also picked up the bread and dipped it in the soup, just like humans.

Scooping up the thick soup and putting it into his mouth, the witcher organized his words, "I only saw... the third victim, Lakos - an accidental selfless act. He was sincerely good to Dettlaff and made them friends. Most of the scenes in my memory are scenes of them getting along.

Later, in the mill of Laquas, Dettlaff cut the count into pieces. After the end, full of anger and regret, he cut off the right hand of his friend who had killed him and threw it away with the body parts. "

"Well...that's the way I know Dettlaff. Maybe that mill will have some clues. Apart from that, did you see anything else?"

"The shoe shine boy. The beginning and end of the vision are the shoe shine boy's stall, which should be in the port area of ​​Beauclair.

Lakos and Dettlaff met there for the first time, and after killing each other, Dettlaff went back again. My understanding is that he went to pay homage to the friendship he had buried with his own hands.

The shoeshine boy's reaction was that he clearly knew Dettlaff, and I believed that a conversation with him would be fruitful. "

"Well... there is no other way. Let's go there together tomorrow morning to look for clues." Regis nodded and concluded.

He picked up the bread and put it on Victor's plate. With his mouth full, Angouleme slurred his words, "Don't just talk, eat more!"

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A peaceful night passed.

The next day, the weather was clear and cloudless. Victor sent Angouleme back to Corleone Manor to inform Sasha that Leo was temporarily unable to return to Toussaint due to some special reasons.

And now is the time to harvest grapes. Having Angouleme as the hostess at the manor can also allow the workers to work with peace of mind.

In fact, this year's Lafite can be said to be more important than last year's debut, because everyone is paying attention to whether last year's glory happened by accident or was handed down from generation to generation.

As for Victor himself, he and Regis returned to Beauclair, the capital of Toussaint, to find the shoeshine boy in Dettlaff's memory.

The two of them arrived at the lower city "Saint Sebastian" outside the city wall at noon. The rise here was due to the rapid development of the city and the insufficient area within the city wall, which led to the rise of the area. Saint Sebastian is also known as Saint Sebastian in honor of the region's founder.

Then walk along the road to the river, and you will reach the "Beauclair Port Area". This is not only one of the three major markets in the Principality, but also the largest external port in Toussaint. Through it, goods from foreign countries are received, and goods from foreign countries are also received. Foreign Shipping Toussaint Wines.

People were coming and going, and Victor and Regis gradually went deeper into the port area according to the scenery in their memory.

Until suddenly, with a "click", the witcher felt that his left foot seemed to step on something soft, exuding a lucky smell.

With the help of his extraordinary five senses, Victor immediately knew what it was, a pool of fresh feces, with a pungent smell, and the maker was human.

Noticing that Victor stopped, Regis looked down and immediately showed a funny expression.

"Poor Wick, you are so unlucky that you stepped on... excrement." The herbalist said, taking out a cloth and handing it to the young man to wipe it.

But Victor looked around and chuckled, "No... In my hometown, stepping on excrement is considered lucky.

The current situation is just right. You see, this area is not a very hidden place. Last year, I was in Beauclair, and I didn't hear that the Toussaints had the habit of performing public excretion.

So I guess there should be a young shoe-shining boy nearby, ready to serve the nobles who are unfortunate enough to step on feces."

Regis suddenly realized, "Ah... Indeed, I understand what you mean. This is a smart kid who actively creates demand for customers."

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