Witcher's Atelier

"The girl came to the edge of the pond, squatted between the fragile lilies and the large water lily leaves, and found an extremely strange scene - a small green frog with a small golden crown on its head.

Fascinated by this strange little creature, the girl picked it up and kissed it, and the little frog immediately turned into a handsome prince. The prince gratefully proposed to the girl, hoping that she could be his wife."

-Folk tale "The Frog Prince", anonymous

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Compared to the description in the fairy tale, when Victor saw the real version of the Frog Prince, he only thought of the Six Records of Floating Life he had read in his previous life: Suddenly a huge monster came, uprooting mountains and overturning trees, and it was a toad; then he thought of the giant toad summoned by psychics in a certain ninja movie.

This monster, which is close to the size of a van, has slimy skin warts, sharp teeth, casserole-sized eyeballs and khaki toad venom, and can "swallow people with a tongue."

Bang bang, their eyes met. The cold-blooded eyes of the cold-blooded creature stared at the witcher, and without saying anything, it spit out a mouthful of thick and smelly venom. He responded with a passionate dancing star.

"Pah! Zizizi..." The venom that was avoided hit the ground, leaving a pool of thick green, which looked very environmentally friendly and dangerous.

"Boom!" On the other side, the dancing star that was hit was about to spread and burn, but it was extinguished by the monster's fat donkey rolling. Obviously, it was not the type that would burn to death if it caught fire.

As if it was angered by the burning heat, the toad opened its big mouth and its cheeks bulged, making a croaking sound like a bell, echoing in the empty sewer.

The plump and greasy body trembled, and the dagger-like sharp teeth were hideous and terrifying.

Boom!

The monster kicked back with both feet, and the next second it pounced with all its might, smashing its heavy body into the position where Victor's lazy donkey rolled over. The earth-shaking impact hit the wall and the rocks collapsed, and it seemed to be just a little bit away from hitting.

Not in a hurry to approach, Victor took two steps back to keep his distance and decided to observe for a while. Perhaps such caution saved him from the toad's counterattack.

Wutixu!

The monster's powerful forked tongue was like a whip, lashing the air violently and making it wailing. If the witcher had approached the previous second, he would probably have been whipped away on the spot.

Boom!

The toad jumped and turned over, his eyes swirling and staring at the prey, and opened his bloody mouth again, swallowing Victor directly.

In an instant, the foul smell and dark red flesh in the giant frog's mouth were revealed in every detail under the extraordinary five senses. It was definitely not a beautiful sight.

But the witcher was not in a hurry, and almost waited until the moment he was swallowed by the giant mouth before he suddenly exerted force to avoid the attack.

Then, he always avoided the venom spitting out and the death attack.

Dodging like walking on a tightrope seemed to be precarious. If he made a mistake, he would be seriously injured. It seemed that he would be killed at any time. People who saw him would sweat for him.

But in fact, it was not the case. Victor was just playing with the toad and recording its attack mode. He was not panicked at all. He was in a relaxed and happy mood and even enjoyed the feeling of being in control.

In this way, six or seven rounds of vertical operation were completed. The young witcher had a good idea of ​​the upper and lower limits of the monster's combat power and was determined to fight back.

Quack! Curling up his hind legs again, the frog prince was ready to pounce!

On the other hand, Victor held the sword in one hand, pulled out a posture and prepared to perform a slide, slide under the monster, and cut its belly with a knife, causing its internal organs to fall to the ground!

But at this moment, something strange happened! ! !

Whoosh!

A small round ball the size of a palm flew lightly towards the giant frog with a crisp and bright sound.

"Hey, monster! Look here!" The sweet cry attracted the toad's attention, causing it to jump and turn over to stare at the toad.

Victor, the target of the monster's attack, didn't want to hear this pleasant voice for the first time since he met the owner of the voice.

Damn it!

Who gave you the courage, Senior Temade?

Didn't you see how fast the monster's attack was?

Since when did you have the illusion that you could help me?

After three consecutive rages... the witcher also instantly understood why the unexpected but reasonable situation in front of him happened.

His adrenaline burst out, and he rushed towards the toad at a high speed, pinching the seal with his left hand, and gathering great magic power in his palm.

He knew that he couldn't blame Shani, who didn't understand the art of fighting, and jumped out to contain the cry to help cover.

But if she was sprayed with venom or rolled into her stomach by the tongue, even if she didn't die, serious injuries would be inevitable, and this result was something he could never accept!

However, the scene that happened next made Victor blurt out a word! His legs were fixed in place, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all!

Damn, even novels don't dare to write like this!

It exploded.

The small ball thrown by Shani exploded.

The small ball thrown by Shani actually exploded!

And what gushed out at the moment of the explosion was not flames or iron pieces, but ultra-low temperature freezing air with a radius of five yards. The sharp impact instantly froze the giant frog, a cold-blooded animal, on the spot.

Hiss! He took a breath of cold air! Such a domineering and powerful power is no less than the "North Wind" he made by himself.

The unimaginable reality made Victor open his mouth in surprise, almost able to stuff an egg... or something else in it.

Unbelievable!

This bomb is really powerful!

Staring blankly at the toad that turned into an ice sculpture... It is not dead yet, but it is forced into hibernation by the low temperature.

Now there is no need for a witcher, just a few soldiers can easily cut the monster into pieces.

What Shani said before was true. She could really help. She threw a frost bomb and killed this terrifying monster.

Although the power of the bomb is shocking, what really makes Victor speechless is the meaning behind the bomb─

──Incredible!

To make a miniature but powerful bomb, a high degree of sealing and accurate proportioning are required! Based on the industrial level of this era, even if all the most advanced craftsmen in the world were to join together, they still wouldn't be able to make such a powerful bomb!

Only incredible alchemy…

Only the incredible alchemist….

Even among the self-defense props given to Shani, the "North Wind" was not included because she didn't know how to make it when they separated!

It’s scary to think about it!

Correction, Leji!

As a famous detective once said, "If you eliminate the impossible, whatever is left is even more impossible, and it is the truth!"

The tall red-haired girl in green clothes has slender and thick eyebrows, bright and lively phoenix eyes, and a herbal medicine bag slanted on her crotch.

There is no doubt that the senior Oxenfurt who jumped in front of me at this moment and killed the Frog Prince - Dr. Shani with the corners of her mouth raised in triumph - is an "incredible alchemist"!

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