Witcher's Atelier

The city of vampires, Desamuna, has towering stone buildings on the mountain.

Although the passage of time reduced it to ruins, the remains still reflect the exquisite design.

Suddenly leaving the crazy and bloody Beauclair and coming to the peaceful and peaceful Desamuna, this extreme gap gives people a strong sense of unreality.

The moonlight was cold and the breeze rustled the woods. Victor and Xianna walked side by side, following the stone trail.

The calm and composed Princess, after passing through the portal, became unexpectedly lively and cheerful, chattering endlessly about anecdotes from her childhood, mainly the pranks she played with Anayetta.

On the contrary to Xianna's relaxed attitude, Victor seemed a bit dull, just responding intermittently.

Sending the princess to death──The knight didn't like what he was doing.

But according to Yennefer's assessment, even with her assistance, it may not be possible to defeat Dettlaff.

It’s not that Victor didn’t have heroic awakenings in the past, but those moments were the oppression of having no choice and the anger of having his bottom line trampled.

But the current princess's survival or death is acceptable according to his values.

Emotionally speaking, Victor sympathizes with Sianna's experience and hopes she survives.

The result of rational analysis is - if you choose to let her sacrifice, at best she will not come to Toussaint in the future; if you insist on keeping her, she may die at the hands of Detlaff...

You only have one life, isn't it good to live it?

Just because he is a smart person, he cannot make drastic decisions.

The knight's depressed mood was incompatible with the princess's cheerfulness, and he couldn't bear the other party's chattering, so he finally interrupted.

"Xiana, have you ever thought about how angry Dettlaff was when he took such a drastic and decisive approach to attack the city?

When he really sees you, will he be willing to listen to your explanation? Or with a wave of his claws, I will disembowel you! ? "

The cheerful atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and the smile on the princess's face disappeared.

After a moment of silence, she said calmly: "I thought you were planning to cheat until the last moment... I'm glad you were willing to tell me."

Victor was slightly startled, "You know?"

"When I stood on the viewing platform and saw the tragic situation in Beauclair, I knew the result. After all, we had been together before."

"You're still willing to come here even though you know you're going to die?"

"That's not important. What's important is Knight Corleone. Aren't you ashamed? You are sending a princess to a dead end and sacrificing humans to monsters."

Sianna's words were sharp, but her tone was soft, and there was even a smile on her lips.

"I'm...sorry. Although I sympathize with your situation...but now I have no choice."

"No choice!? What a coincidence, my parents said the same thing when they kicked me out of the principality." The moonlight was soft and her profile was calm. "History is repeating itself again. The same no choice, also by the knight. Send me on my way, this time is really the last time, I will never be abandoned again.”

Victor had nothing to say. He doesn't owe the other person anything, but he truly pities him.

"And compared to last time, I'm actually very satisfied, at least this time it was a real knight who sent me away.

Your wisdom sees through my plan, your bravery is fully demonstrated in the fairy tale kingdom, and you have honor and are willing to tell me sincerely: There is nothing you can do. Instead of cheating or abusing me. "

The autumn wind is blowing, rustling and whimpering in the leaves.

"The most important thing," Xianna stopped and looked at Victor with her blue eyes, "During the few days we were together, I saw compassion in your eyes. You don't believe in the curse of the black sun, and you don't believe that I was... Cursed monster, in your eyes... I'm just an ordinary woman."

"It would be nice if...if I could meet you sooner..." After saying this, the princess approached the knight, hugged him tightly, and kissed him.

This hug is very tight and forceful, as if there is no such passion as the next time. This is not love, but the last sustenance in despair.

This kiss was very long and deep, as if it was never as intense as the next one. This was not love, but a helpless last thank you.

Jackdaws flew up and fallen leaves flew by.

After an unknown amount of time, when Xianna finally let go of Victor and continued walking up without looking back, the knight called to the princess.

Samsara Eyes shine brightly, his mind has been made up!

"Dear Your Highness, thank you for your high praise for me. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have discovered that I am actually a knight with honor, bravery, wisdom and compassion.

In that case, there is nothing I can do for you at this moment, so please allow me to show you my generosity..."

After speaking, Victor stepped forward, took out a satin hairband from his arms, and gently handed it to her hand. It was an item sold by the magical match girl in the fairy tale kingdom.

Slightly startled, Xianna raised her head suddenly, "This...how do you have this thing? Didn't Little Red Riding Hood say she wanted to gamble?"

The princess remembered clearly that when she mounted her horse and left, the witcher followed her almost immediately, giving absolutely no time to play cards.

Victor shrugged, “She was originally unwilling to sell, but I gave her too much.

Five hundred crowns. She slipped the hair tie to me without even thinking for a second, and I believe the price was extremely generous. "

Smiling dumbly, Sianna's eyes slowly became moist as she stared at that ordinary face, and then she handed the hairband into Victor's hand.

"You pass. Tie it on for me, my perfect knight."

"My pleasure, Your Highness."

Victor helped Sianna tie her hairband, and then they kissed again, deeper, longer, and more than a few minutes ago.

The sacred traditions of Toussaint are supreme: "The teachings of the prophet Lebioda, and the five virtues of the knights - honor, wisdom, generosity, bravery, and mercy."

...

The observation deck of Desamina offers a beautiful view of the valley during the day, and a distant view of the olive groves of Tangtain on sunny days.

Standing in the center of the square, Sianna folded her arms and waited, glancing at Victor from time to time.

Just after walking around the square, the witcher was leaning against the dilapidated wall, taking out bottle after bottle of potion from the herbal bag.

She didn't know what the other party was doing, but she had said everything she should say, and she didn't feel like speaking at the moment. She would observe his actions only because there was nothing else to do.

At this moment... the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees, and a wisp of blood mist came from afar, circling around Sianna, making her a little panicked.

Then the blood mist turned into a solid body, and the creature emerged in the moonlight, with a cold and serious expression and impressive dress.

The all-black high-collared long coat, each button locked in the right place, and the rivet-decorated shoulder pads were domineering.

The broad forehead, high nose, pale face, deep nasolabial lines, eagle eyes, light stubble on the chin, and hair combed back without any mess.

Dettlaff van der Eretin.

Facing him, Sienna didn't know what to say. Victor said nothing.

Ignoring the witcher, the high-level vampire walked step by step to the princess.

"Le... Lena. No, Sienna... I have a question that I must ask you. Was the past all hypocritical? The feelings between us are all... fake?"

The princess reached out her hand to touch him, but was thrown away by the vampire.

"Dettlaff... It's not that simple. I..."

"No, it's very simple. Answer me, did you or didn't deceive my feelings."

Staring at Dettlaff, Sienna bit her lip and was speechless.

The high-level vampire's voice was cold, "Your silence speaks for itself. Alas, my love, I forgive you with sorrow, because the time for us to say goodbye has come."

Although she had been mentally prepared, when the shadow of death really loomed, Sienna still retreated in fear, her upper and lower teeth trembling.

She could do nothing.

She could only watch the vampire's claws, which had become heterogeneous and hard like black steel, ruthlessly stabbing at her.

The next second, a golden light shone, and the princess found that her body gently fell to the ground and lay on a piece of soft grass.

She returned from the dark Dishamu to the place where the sun shone.

Sianna sat up in surprise and found that her chest, which should have been pierced, was intact. "What... How... How is this possible...?"

Looking around, butterflies fluttered, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. She was actually sent back to the fairy tale kingdom! ?

Sitting on the ground in a daze for a while, she finally accepted the reality of escaping death.

The princess, who had escaped from the desperate situation, lay on her back, staring at the blue sky and white clouds, tears streaming down her eyes.

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[Name: Magic Ribbon]

[Type: Accessory]

[Quality: Epic]

[Defense: None]

[Features: None]

[Enchantment: Sianna's Redemption]

[Note: Made by Archmage Artorius Weige. When the Duke's daughters are attacked fatally, they will be teleported to the fairy tale kingdom. ]

Thanks for subscribing, monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Thanks to book friends Da Le Bang Bar and Tang Jie Zhuantou for their rewards and encouragement. It is December 24th of the lunar calendar. Today is cleaning the God's Table. The update is unstable during the Chinese New Year, so I will not take an extra leave. Please forgive me. I will post a single chapter when the normal update is restored.