Witcher's Atelier

The next afternoon, in the former village of Heatherton, now in the ruins of Heatherton.

Victor sat by the well, staring at the magic ice crystal in his palm.

After a week, there were still small pieces that had not melted. This was the "white frost".

According to the records of the Viper School, this is a natural phenomenon that continues to spread, and it is also a map weapon used by the "Wild Hunt" to invade the world.

Before they launched an attack, they often opened the space gate to connect the world destroyed by the "white frost" in the past, releasing magical and extremely cold low-temperature cold air to freeze the victims into ice.

Apparently, the Wild Hunt used this weapon to block Heatherton Village last week, and then set fire to it and killed people, and abducted villagers to slavery in another world.

The broken walls witnessed their atrocities, and the village of dozens of people was destroyed just like that...

Although Heatherton is just a small village without even a shoemaker, evil is evil, regardless of size.

Carving this emotion into his heart, pinching the Igni seal, Victor melted the ice crystal in his palm and responded to Angoulene's call.

…

Witchers who are still in internship often lack the experience of using extraordinary senses skillfully, as well as the ability to judge clues and infer the truth.

However, for the Golden Eagle of Temeria, neither of them is a big problem. Her talent can be seen with the naked eye to oppress all living beings, and the person who guides her to think logically is a top student in the philosophy department of Oxenfurt University.

So she only spent a little time to easily find clues that ordinary people cannot find - the house where Hendrik lived with the widow, and the secret ladder leading to the basement can be seen by lifting the carpet.

Off topic, Mr. Hendrik died miserably, and traces of torture and interrogation can be seen from his body.

Entering the basement and lighting the oil lamp hanging on the wall, Victor leaned against the wall with his arms folded and watched, letting Angouleme continue to search alone. This is her internship time, and there is no need to intervene.

Sure enough, not long after, the team members cheered happily again and waved for the leader to come over to appreciate his discovery.

It was an account book with ordinary information recorded on it. It seemed normal at first glance, but why would such an ordinary account book be received in a secret safe in a secret basement?

There must be something wrong!

In fact, the titles used in the account book classification are also very interesting.

"Missing Bounty"

"The target has appeared in Skellige, and there are also eyewitness testimonies in Novigrad.

The target's appearance has not changed, with gray hair and scars on his face.

Will avoid contact with others."

After reading this, Angouleme raised her head and looked at Victor, her eyes meeting with her Samsara eyes, and they both knew that the target here must be Ciri.

She hurriedly continued to read "Drunk Pig".

"The guy who calls himself the Baron invited the target to his castle, or should I say the illegally occupied fortress... The reason is unknown.

Go to Crow's Nest to talk to the Baron's people."

Refers to the Bloody Baron! ? Angouleme can be sure that up to this point, it is completely consistent with Victor's prediction.

Skimming over the details and turning a few pages, she read out the interesting message, "Conflict with a Witch".

"The target arrived at the swamp and met a witch. Conflicts ensued, and the reason was unknown.

Find the witch──Talk to the farmers in the village of Midcops."

Slamming the account book shut, Angouleme smiled brightly, "Aha! Wick, I found the information you wanted! It turned out to be in the village of Midcops. Shall we set off now?"

"Don't be anxious! Young apprentice," Victor stopped him with a serious face, "I will ask you a few questions first, please be sure to answer carefully, you can regard this as your graduation exam!"

"What young apprentice, I am obviously older than you! Don't copy Vesemir, okay?"

Covering his mouth with his hand, Victor coughed twice, which couldn't be more fake, "There is a sequence in learning, and there are specialties in skills. Besides, don't forget that I am the leader of the Phantom Troupe. Now that I have finished speaking, do you have any opinions?"

"No," Angouleme rolled his eyes, and still rolled his eyes, "The leader is always right."

Pulling over two chairs, the witcher waved for the apprentice to sit down.

"Through the intelligence I just collected, combined with the abridged version of the prophet I gave you in advance. Now tell me, if you can make the decision, what do you plan to do?" The oil lamp on the wall shone, and Victor's face was half bright and half dark.

After scratching his hair and thinking for a moment, Angouleme rubbed his chin, "On the premise of knowing the future, I will go to Midcorps to find the witch."

"Oh... You know that going to Crow's Nest will give you specific clues, and the witch in Midcorps has never seen Ciri... Why did you choose this?"

"Hehehe! Don't try to mislead me, we have thought it over carefully! From the notes left by Hendrik, we know that Ciri has appeared in Skellige and Novigrad, which means that the trajectory we are pursuing now is actually just an illusion left by her!

She herself has actually She has been sealed and sleeping on an island whose name you don’t know and where it is, waiting for her destined prince like a sleeping beauty...or father.

So there is only one key, we have to find the deformed creature that can answer the location of the island!

And we still don’t know what it is called, and where it is. We only know that if nothing changes in the future, it will appear in the Crow’s Nest, and it is the spoils won by the Bloody Baron in gambling...”

Holding his chin and staring at Angouleme who was talking and analyzing, Victor was deeply moved in his heart, this is the child I raised! Look how good she is, although she is stupid, she is smart and can talk!

"...For this reason, we don't need to be too involved in the housework of the crow's nest. Because if our interference causes the deformed creature to not be brought to the crow's nest at the right time, it will be difficult for us to find it in the vast sea of ​​people. Guy…above.”

After hearing the apprentice's answer, the witcher clapped his hands to express encouragement, "Congratulations! You passed the defense. Although it is the easiest answer, in most cases this is the optimal answer.

There is just one small flaw, that is, leaving the future to fate instead of holding it by the throat. "

"Tsk! What do you want to do, Wick?"

"I'm going to Midcops and you're going to Crow's Nest."

"Eh!?" Angoulin was a little stunned, "Are we going to act separately?"

Victor smiled, motioned for the other party to follow him, stood up and walked to the ladder back to the ground, blowing out the oil lamp with "Alder" on the way.

"Yes, we will act separately. I will go to Midcops alone to find the witch. You must know that Keira and I have not seen each other for a long time. When we meet again, there will almost certainly be a burst of fiery passion.

And when we are in deep communication and exchanging opinions, I don't want to find you nearby at all. "

The girl's face couldn't help but twist, "Well... this is a very good and powerful reason. I actually don't really want to appreciate your performance, but why do you want me to go to the crow's nest?"

Leaving Hantrick's house, the Phantom Troupe walked through the dilapidated and desolate ruins of Hetherton, heading to the entrance to the village where horses were tied.

"Geralt should still be in the crow's nest now. You go and join him. Take the known truth to observe and experience how witchers do when faced with unknown situations.

Then try to make your own choice.

It’s okay to be a complete spoiler or to be tight-lipped, to be an active participant or to sit on the sidelines, just remember there’s no right or wrong choice.

And this is your mentor, Victor. Corleone's final lesson for you - when the test comes, you must make a choice! "

Angoulin suddenly stopped and said in a sharp voice, "Why do you say that! Do you mean you are going to be separated from me for a long time?"

"It's not okay? It's rare for me, Temade, to be cool, can't you just let me finish what I'm saying?"

The reincarnation eyes glared fiercely until Angoulan lowered his head, and Victor continued angrily: "After a rough assessment, I will go to the crow's nest to find you in about fifteen days, and we will talk about what to do then.

You and Geralt each have one of these two amulets. Remember to wear them with you. They can effectively prevent the curse from adhering or breaking out. Be careful that your opponents are very evil. "

With a giggle, she took the amulet and put it in her arms, "Then go to Midcops by yourself. Nothing will happen, right?"

"Young Master Temade is talking nonsense. I am so powerful and powerful that I can even deal with high-level vampires. I can also predict the future. I can't even figure out how this little Willen can overturn!"

Thinking about it, the relieved Angoulin hugged Victor goodbye and put his mouth close to his ear, "Come on Victor, you have to be tough when dealing with a woman like Kayla. You can't make her smile from ear to ear with joy." Just legs!”

Faced with the obscene words from the group members, the group leader rolled his eyes in response.

After beckoning the hawk Catherine to fall from the sky, Angoulaine turned over and mounted Amber. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around to stare at Victor.

"Captain, am I graduated now? What if I go to the crow's nest and encounter something I really hate and find it unbearable, how should I deal with it?"

Victor narrowed his eyes, "Because his daughter ran away from home, the Bloody Baron loved the house and the crow, and was happy to express his overflowing fatherly love to twenty-generation girls. I don't think you will be in trouble if you go to the crow's nest.

But if, I mean if... I encounter something unpleasant that I can't bear anymore, and I have no choice but to──

──Nothing is true, everything is possible! "

The vernacular translation of these two sentences is, go ahead and kill anyone you want, and your brother will take care of it for you.

After receiving the "Assassin's Creed" Sword of Shangfang, Angouleme laughed loudly, waved his hand and clamped the horse's belly, and Amber galloped like a wild horse.

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"The Phantom Troupe is a ranger, and only a ranger... Punishing evil and eradicating evil is self-satisfaction. Don't mistakenly think that you represent justice. The distance between us and justice is no closer than that of criminals."

──The first generation leader. Victor. corleone

…

Last fall, before the Lomugna Summit, the sorceress Keira. Metz was a political ally of Temeria's Regent Natalis, and she was responsible for stabilizing the situation in the country when Natalis went to attend the summit.

But no one expected that the situation would change. At the end of the summit, Keira, as a member of the Sorceress's Assembly, was positioned as an accomplice of the King Killer. Her many measures to stabilize politics were also seen as a vicious conspiracy to gain access to power.

Fortunately, the information was received before she was arrested, and the little blond witch escaped from Vizima in time and disappeared without a trace.

But in fact, Keira. Metz did not leave Temeria. She hid near the village of Midcops and made a living by selling potions to treat cowpox and preparing hemorrhoid ointment.

When the film hunter who arrived at the village of Midcops faced this gathering of more than a hundred people, who happened to have a cobbler in a small village, he simply and rudely focused on money, supplemented by Yaxi, and quickly made money from the local area. The residents told them that their swamp witch lived on a nearby hillside.

Victor, who was in a hurry, followed the path along the pond next to the village, found a large egg-shaped stone, and turned left into the woods. When he saw a forest hut in the distance, he jumped off his horse and led it to walk slowly.

Should this kind of mood be said to be timid about being close to home?

Although he said it very easily when he said goodbye to Angouleme a few days ago, as if it was so easy to merge after meeting for four seconds..., in fact, he had no way of predicting Keira's reaction when he saw him.

The mood of the sorceress was like the unpredictable weather. The witcher only hoped that she would not lose her temper. Even if she was angry, she would not take action, especially with the damn brass knuckles.

Thinking back to the argument when they parted last year, the unpleasant parting was still vivid in his mind, and now Temeria has indeed perished...

Keira, who loves face and enjoys life, is trapped in this desolate little village. It is conceivable how much anger she has accumulated in her petite body.

So how to comfort her? In her current situation, she should have accepted the reality of Temeria's demise and was planning the bad idea of ​​a private transaction with Radovid...

...

No matter how slow the troubled pace was, the cabin was in sight. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the door. Victor decided to adapt to the situation.

After tying the horse to the stake, he stepped forward and knocked gently on the door.

No response was received.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly. There was no sound in the house.

After thinking for a while, he pushed open the door and went in.

The wooden house was a typical rural building. It could be described as "antique and original". The fragrance of various herbs hanging on the wall could not cover up the faint odor of the dilapidated house... Of course, this might be the fault of the extraordinary five senses.

There seemed to be no one inside. It was a good opportunity to observe the environment!

All the farmhouses were in sight. There were no gorgeous carpets underfoot, only dry straw.

If it weren't for entering the inner room and seeing the low-cut vests drying on the black wooden racks - ordinary peasant women would not wear such clothes, it would be almost unimaginable that this was the residence of a female sorceress.

Turning around, the bookshelf was full of books. I was glad that even if she fled, Kayla did not give up her collection of books.

There was a pentagram drawn with chalk in a corner of the floor. I could vaguely see fleas active on the old mattress from the corner of my eye. Obviously, her rural life was definitely not pleasant.

Victor observed silently and had a clear idea in his mind. He released his keen sense of magic and soon noticed something unusual in the room, which was the cast skull on the bookshelf.

From the strong magic emanating from it, the witcher was sure that it was some kind of artifact, or else...

He reached out and touched it gently, and the magic power was guided through. Sure enough, the golden portal with a booming sound immediately opened next to it.

The familiar scene flashed back, and he clearly knew that he could see Keira through this door, so Victor walked into it without hesitation.

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