Witcher's Atelier

On this sunny afternoon, the most conspicuous spot on Oxenfurt’s bulletin board was reserved for the following notice.

"To All Students"

"Fratres et sorores sapientes et in scientia docti,

My sadness cannot be written down on paper at all. Under the king's order:

·University privileges are revoked immediately

·No one is allowed to enter Academy Island

·No new students will be accepted in the coming academic year

·The collection of books in the college library and research rooms has been auctioned, and the surplus is used as a war fund

May our benevolent ruler, the hard-hearted Radovid V, live long. Let us bless the king in the ancient French language──

Radovid, pedicabo te et irrumabo!

──Jones, President of Oxenfurt College. Dykman"

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Poor "Oxenfurt" - a relaxed and harmonious academic capital that once relied on the academy, now has guards everywhere, and the whole city has a solemn atmosphere.

The description attached to the open letter is also very clear. Young and strong students are welcome to respond to the call to the army. Only teachers and students of the School of Medicine and Herbal Medicine, who are specially "invited" by Radovid V, must join the military medical force.

In this sudden academic catastrophe, the only ones who can be spared are philosophy students, because they are considered unsuitable for any real jobs.

Blinking his eyes, as a top student who graduated from the Department of Philosophy, even if he paid for the degree, Victor, standing in front of the bulletin board, couldn't help but sigh: "This is totally a label discrimination!

Although some people who study philosophy are not good at practical matters, there are also witchers like us who are extremely powerful in combat! He is obviously a warrior god with a hundred men who is one of a kind and has been trapped in a battle, but he is also listed as exempt from service! ? "

Of course, this is just a pointless complaint, and he has never been a citizen, and he has no intention of being loyal to Radovid.

In addition to the announcement from the dean, there is also another announcement related to the current situation, which shows that everything has two sides.

It was a public letter of thanks posted by the ultra-conservatives who supported Radovid's policies: they were grateful and happy to see a king brave enough to close that terrible demon house that nurtured free thinking and worldview, and put away those loving people. The pseudo-scholars, pseudo-intellectuals and pseudo-elites who are looking for trouble must be completely brought back to their original shape!

However, their political views were inconsistent with Victor's. The young man had never been associated with the word "extreme", so he didn't care much about the declaration and continued to browse the announcements to collect information. However, the next commission related to the witcher, It made him feel creepy for a moment.

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"Commission: Monsters in the Sewer"

"I hereby declare to the world that if anyone can enter the Oxenfurt sewers and kill the beast that lives there and preys on young women, Olgierd Everec will give gold, jewels and all kinds of chattels. (can be discussed in detail) and other generous rewards.

This mission is suitable for experienced soldiers or demon hunters. If you turn around and run away when you see a water ghost, please avoid it. After all, the sewers are full of water ghosts.

For more information, visit Garin Estate (Oxenfurt North).

Please ask for Olgierd Everec. "

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"Hiss... fatal!" Victor gasped and immediately decided to turn around and leave, pretending not to see the commission.

That was clearly the starting point of an extremely profound series of missions in the memory of the previous life - "Heart of Stone". Later, he would come into contact with an evil devil who was so powerful that he could even "pause time".

The only person who can bet with its soul and win is, of course, the "Sword of Destiny" Geralt of Rivia.

As for Victor of Keldro, he doesn’t want to get involved in the story of “Heart of Stone” at all. After all, the result of failure will be more bleak than death, and he has no need to take any risks!

But the next second, "Hello, Victor!" The unfamiliar but warm greeting from behind made the witcher's blood almost freeze.

Turning around suddenly, there was a familiar bald man standing a few meters away. He had thick eyebrows, deep brown eyes, and a bearded smile.

Although he looked non-threatening, Victor would never underestimate the other person, because until the bald man said hello, his extraordinary five senses did not detect anyone behind him.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?" He pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand.

With the sharp gaze of the fearless witcher, the bald man smiled and touched his chest in greeting, "Ah! Don't be nervous, it's me who should be nervous. In fact, we have met several times, but we never said hello formally, because I didn't think about what to do in the past. Face you.

But... I have never forgotten you since I met you on the outskirts of Vizima, from the east of Serikania. Victor of Belltown, what a wonderful name! Later you added a surname to yourself and became Victor. Corleone.

That's it, although not all the time. But along the way, I have witnessed your title expand from a dozen words to hundreds of words, from being unknown to being famous all over the world.

Finally today, I realized that I can no longer observe and must let you know my existence. "

Letting his heartbeat calm down, Victor raised his eyebrows, "I'm sorry that I didn't notice you as an admirer at all. I don't even know who you are now?"

"Excuse me! I am Gaunt O'Deim, a tramp covered in dysentery who is at the mercy of nobles. I used to sell mirrors, so everyone started to tease me and give me nicknames, calling me Mirror Master or Glass Boy!"

Damn it! It's really the big devil in "Heart of Stone"...

Under the warm sunshine, the witcher's hair stood on end.

Maintaining a calm expression, he spread his hands, "Okay! This... Mr. Gaunt O'Dimm, I know you now.

You can continue your observation career, but I don't intend to send you anything, nor do I have any requirements, and I am not interested in your glass. So if there is nothing else, I'll excuse me."

The mirror master raised his hand to keep him, "Hey! Please don't be like this, Mr. Victor, at this time and place, your appearance is the choice of fate. It's a good thing for everyone, please listen to me, I promise you won't regret it."

The witcher stopped and left...but not only because of the other party's words, but also because he finally noticed that the bustling people around the bulletin board were all fixed in place and turned into a statue background. Only he and the mirror master could move in the field of vision.

The regional time is paused──Tmad, do you have to play so big!

The other party has revealed his cards and thrown the trump card, and pretending to be stupid suddenly lost its meaning. Victor turned around helplessly and looked at Gaunt. O'Dimm, "Incredible power... I can't wait to hear the whole story. So what do you want to say?"

Brushing off the dust from his shoulders with a smile, Master Mirror put his hands together, "Please stop making fun of me. This little trick is not incredible. Respectable Mr. Victor, you are truly incredible!

But that's not important. What's important is that we travelers should help each other. I've had some troubles recently, and you just happened to come to Oxenfurt. I thought of a great piece of information that I can use to ask for your help."

"I don't think any information can change my mind." The witcher said coldly.

Blowing a loud whistle, the devil rubbed his hands happily, "It doesn't matter. I'm willing to tell you half of it first. You can listen to it and then refuse.

The thing is, many wells in Oxenfurt have been polluted recently, and drinking well water will cause poisoning. The dead include soldiers from Redania.

So a few hours ago, a beautiful red-haired female doctor received an order to lead six brave young men to the sewer to find monsters that spread venom and collect samples!"

Bang! Victor punched the bulletin board.

"Damn it! I owe you one, where can I find someone?"

"I'm happy to serve you, respectable alchemist. Don't worry, we have plenty of time to communicate, please listen to my details..."

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