Witcher's Atelier

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Victor's original rhetorical question was limited to verbal concern.

But when Angoulaine narrated his adventures during this period, it turned out to be quite twists and turns, bizarre and full of ups and downs, so he couldn't help but listen.

It was said that half a month ago, several people left Velen and parted ways on the way north. She and Geralt followed the route to Novigrad to follow Ciri's footsteps.

But as soon as they stepped into the Pearl of the North, they discovered that compared with the inclusiveness of the past, a vicious bitter wine was brewing beneath the surface of current prosperity. For example, discrimination against non-human races has intensified, and there are vague signs of genocide; temple guards are keen on witch hunts and frequently carry out brutal burnings.

The reason why the city is gradually going crazy stems from a strong sense of insecurity about the future.

In the context of the Civil War, the four giants in the city, the Beggar King, the Bathhouse King, the Butcher and Hawthorne II, tried to maintain neutrality through negotiations.

Declaring that if attacked, they would rather start a riot and burn ships and completely destroy the Pearl of the North than let any party succeed.

As a result, although both Nilfgaard and Redania were unwilling to accept the destruction of the city, they stopped superficial military actions. But the city, which is burdened with unprecedented high pressure, can only vent its incompetent anxiety and anger through racial discrimination, fanatical witch hunting and admiration of burning at the stake.

Picking up the beer, Angoulême toasted, and banged it on the table, "Wick, it's really hard to imagine how crazy those temple guards are without seeing it with your own eyes... The first thing we saw when we entered the city, It's the grand burning in the Patriarch's Square, where they are burning Chapelle alive..."

"Chapelle? Captain of the Eternal Flame Guard?"

“Now it’s ‘old’, Shapere can’t die anymore…The temple guards tied it to wooden stakes, piled firewood and lit it on fire.

If I hadn't witnessed it transforming and melting in the fire with my own eyes, it would still be hard for me to believe that Chapelle could actually be a shape-shifter. "

At this point, she glanced at Victor and saw that he was calm and not surprised at all, "You already knew this!?"

"Of course, otherwise you think the Butcher of Novigrad incident was so easy for me to pass, and how did you know where the shapeshifter Jean lives?

Unfortunately, with Chapelle dead, the final brake on the temple guards' rampage also disappeared. Who is on stage now? Caleb. Manji? "

While talking, Victor subconsciously thought of the vicious and perverted guy they drank black tea and ate buns with.

"Yes, it is said that he used silver to expose Chapelle's disguise and replace it.

But now, he is also dead, too dead. Triss threw a fireball at his face. When I saw it, it was all burnt, leaving only a black mess. "

"What!?" Victor was a little surprised.

He was not surprised Caleb. Manji's death, or Triss's murder, the irreconcilable conflict between the Eternal Fire Sect and the sorceress will definitely end with the complete destruction of one party.

He was amazed that the plot progressed faster than expected. He originally thought that there would be at least a few months of buffering time. "Things changed really fast..."

"Of course, after all, I have a wonderful plan!" Angouleme poked the eighty percent full beer in front of Victor with his index finger, "After seeing Chapelle's cremation, I guess the sorceress might be able to help. , I first took Geralt to Triss’s house to look for someone, but poor Ms. Merigold was wanted and went into hiding, and her house was ransacked by thieves..."

Reading the girl's hint, he poured his beer into her glass, "What then?"

"Hehe! How could such a small thing bother me? I took Geralt to the Rotten Forest and met Babu Tabade. When I asked him, I found out that Triss was being protected by the Beggar King."

"Ah! So they reunited after a long separation...how was the atmosphere?"

"Two words are embarrassing! Five words are terribly embarrassing! People standing next to me and watching feel embarrassed.

But I feel like there’s something interesting about it. Triss doesn’t have to say anything. You can tell by her eyes that she still likes her uncle, and Geralt seems to still have her in his heart.

Moreover, Triss is living a miserable life now. She has been reduced from a royal consultant to a wanted criminal. She lives in a shabby place and the landlord regards money as her life. She even has to accept the commission of exterminating the rats in the granary to make money.

I feel sad for her, not to mention how heartbroken my uncle is! "

"Well! If she hadn't been at the end of her rope, it would have been impossible for the sorceress to accept the job of expelling rats. This is almost an insult." Yuna answered in a bad tone, "So this is why you withdrew all the income from the store in the past year. ? Use it for charity?”

The main person she blamed was Angouleme, but she stared at Victor, obviously knowing who the real mastermind was.

The witcher smiled and spread his hands, "Dear Yuna, don't be angry. If you need money, just go to the store and get it. I asked her to do that.

Ms. Tris is a good friend and I don't want her to suffer from lack of money. As for the store's deficit, it's not a problem that money can solve.

I appreciate your seriousness and responsibility, but let me emphasize it again: Fergus Blacksmith Shop does not need to make money for me, it only needs to provide the best weapons and armor. "

As he spoke, he took out a few bags of gold coins from the herbal bag and pushed them to the two women, "Times have changed! Now is a good time for Florin, and it should be used to recruit rune craftsmen.

Use these coins first, and take the rest to the bank to exchange for crowns while the price is high, just like we did before. "

The famous scene when they first met reappeared, and Victor crushed the complaints and doubts of the armor master with a momentum that did not treat money as money.

After dealing with Yuna, he turned to Angouleme, "Let's continue, find Triss, and she is doing very badly, what's next?"

She smiled and pushed all the gold coins to Yuna to sort out, "Through Triss's introduction, we went to visit a dreamer named Corin, and with her help and guidance, the uncle was able to peek at Ciri's movements in his sleep."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Feel a little perverted?"

"Indeed, I will copy the address to you later, and you can visit her in Novigrad. I feel that she is the type you like, sexy, mature and broad-minded, and her clothes are very economical in fabric."

"Dear An, are you focusing on the wrong point?" The leader raised his eyebrows.

The team member shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe! Please forgive me. Anyway, after waking up and interpreting the dream, the conclusion was that Dandelion had met Ciri, so our goal became to find the bard.

It was only when I asked for information that I learned that when old Hawthorne Alphonse died, he left a "Herb Tavern" to Dandelion in his will.

But when we arrived, we only met Zoltan at the door. The unmanned Herb Tavern simply became a home for homeless people. If we wanted to go in to investigate, we would be beaten up as thieves.

There was no other way, the three of us had to fight from the first floor to the third floor, and kicked out all the uninvited guests before we started looking for clues about Dandelion. "

Angoulême's description awakened the forgotten blanks in Victor's memory bit by bit, making him listen with relish.

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