Witcher's Atelier

After bidding farewell to the captain of the principality's guard, the witcher left the Sian Vanilli Bank and ran to the Beauclair Palace.

When he saw monsters wreaking havoc along the way, he drew his sword to kill them. No low-level vampire could hinder his way.

The Beauclair Palace complex, built on the mountain, consists of many white obelisks covered with red roofs. They point straight to the sky, and combined with the three-dimensional hilly city, they look like a beautiful cake full of birthday candles.

Following the "White Stone Corridor" that spirals upward on the outer circle, Victor moved towards the top of the mountain. According to Damien's instructions, the entertainment room is located on the third level of the mountainside near the lake.

Under the shining blood moon, the stone road that was once the pride of the principality is now full of mutilated corpses and monster remains, which shows the cruelty of the previous fierce battle. The places that should be defended by soldiers are now empty, probably because of strategic contraction.

Alone and deserted, the witcher came to the lakeside palace, where there was almost no roar of monsters, and the air was quiet and peaceful. It was a corner with no one and no vampires—the entertainment room.

But what surprised Victor was that the door of the entertainment room was not locked. He easily turned it by holding the door handle, and he could hear the breathing of humans on the second floor when he entered the room.

A steady and calm breathing sound, which was incompatible with the crisis and bloodiness of tonight.

Could it be Sylvia Anna! ?

Udvik's iron boots stepped on the wooden steps, and inevitably made a clacking sound, reminding that someone was approaching upstairs.

The door panel of the entertainment room was engraved with many cute characters, including piglets, little girls, swans and frogs, dwarves and witches.

Tiptoeing to open the door, the witcher saw a woman who should not be here, but it was not surprising to see her.

The sorceress—Yennefer of Vangerburg.

The fragrance of lilac and gooseberries was fragrant. She was still wearing black and white slim pants and was sitting in the tutor's chair flipping through a book.

With each movement of her turning the pages, her fluffy and shiny black curly hair curled up and down, reflecting the light of peacock feathers.

Her bright and beautiful side profile is composed of neat eyebrows painted black with charcoal, long and thick eyelashes, eyes shining with violet luster, plus plump lips and a small mole at the corner of her mouth. It is so beautiful that it is dazzling - full of provocative and dangerous charm.

A lovely black velvet ribbon is tied around her beautiful neck, and the shining star-shaped decoration is an activated diamond embedded in obsidian.

Her high breasts wrapped in black cloth and white lace, which rise and fall with her breathing, and her long legs bound by tights.

Every detail of her body has been emphasized and highlighted, and the sorceress exudes an aggressive and deliberately displayed mature charm.

Hearing the knock on the door, he looked up and found that it was Victor standing outside the door. Yennefer blinked and waved him to go in with a smile.

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After entering the room and closing the door, the young man pulled a chair in front of the sorceress, touched her chest and sat down.

Yennefer played with her curly hair and smiled playfully, "Hehe, what a special visitor.

Let me guess. Why did the famous dragon slayer and demon hunter Viscount Corleone appear here...

Are you planning to find Sianna and offer her to the evil monster to be slaughtered in order to save the bloody Beauclair?

I have to say, Sir Victor, your actions are really full of chivalry!"

At first glance, it sounded like a sharp sarcasm, which was the beginning of a verbal test.

The witcher said calmly, "If I remember correctly, the threatening letter sent by Dettlaff asked Sienna to explain it to him, and we all know that high-level vampires can communicate."

The sorceress snapped her fingers, "I thought you wouldn't deceive yourself. Dettlaff's current behavior looks like he can communicate? Do you really think Sienna can come back alive after meeting him?"

"I refuse to answer hypothetical questions." Victor touched his nose, "By the way, Ms. Yennefer, can I ask what you are doing here? I thought you should be by the side of Her Highness the Baroness to protect her safety?"

"Thanks to a certain pighead who gave the vampire sword oil to the right person, Anaietta is safe now, leaving me with the energy to find a way to solve this disaster. Aren't you a prophet? How could you not know?"

Faced with the sorceress's provocative words, there was no need to give in, and the witcher chose to fight back.

"I am a prophet, not omniscient!

But from what you said, I have a reasonable assumption... You are also here to find Sianna, intending to use her as bait to catch Dilraf or sacrifice her directly.

I have to say, you are really a cold-blooded sorceress. Don't you know how much the enlightened lady wants to protect her sister?"

The sorceress smiled and shook her head, "I don't necessarily have to cooperate with the will of the baroness. His Majesty's request is to calm this incident down. As for how to do it, it doesn't matter.

I originally thought that Dilraf was an impulsive type and could be dealt with during the attack on the palace, but I didn't expect it to be able to command low-level vampires.

Anyway, judging from what happened tonight, I admit that it is necessary to adjust my attitude towards you. Maybe you are not an ordinary liar, and you can really see part of the future.

And according to our current positions, I think it is consistent. We all have a consensus that whoever causes trouble should take responsibility."

In response to the summary made by the sorceress, the witcher spread his hands to express his no opinion.

"Then what should we look for now? Unfortunately, after searching for the past hour, I didn't find anything, and I was about to give up. But since you came to this entertainment room specifically, you must have your reasons. Please let me hear yours. Prophecy, Viscount Corleone.”

Hearing this, Victor gently rubbed his chin.

On the way from the bank to the entertainment room, he was thinking about his past life memories. Unfortunately, most of the details have been basically forgotten, leaving only a few impressive keys. But relying on these fragments is enough to solve the current problem.

"Anayetta locked her sister in a book, safe and isolated from the world. It was a magical fairy tale, written by a very powerful mage, which could bring people into the illusion of the 'fairy tale world'. "

Yennefer's expression changed slightly, and she licked her lips, "So, it must be Artorius Vigo, the legendary master of illusion, and Fringilla's uncle. No wonder I can't sense anything abnormal. This kind of magic prop emits The fluctuations are highly convergent.”

"I searched the room to find the children's book. You continue reading and see if there is a tutor's diary. It seems that the password to activate the fairy tale world will be mentioned in it!"

"No problem, your allocation is very reasonable." The sorceress agreed, "I only have a small suggestion: for such a colloquial and popular prophecy... have you ever considered rhyming it? At least it will sound more believable. ”

"Thank you for your suggestion. You are not the first to say this, and I believe you are not the last." Victor made a face.

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