Witcher's Atelier

The next day, the Phantom Troupe’s morning started with running.

"Morning jogging is a kind of activity that is good for the body and mind. You can see the scenery that others can't see - the purest appearance of a city. Only at this moment when others are still lying in bed, you can enjoy everything in 'Vigima' to yourself. Beautiful." Victor was running calmly in front.

"But I... would rather I was still lying in bed... you don't have to share this beauty with me." Angoulin was a little behind and panting.

"It's just that my body is not used to it at first. Once you get used to it by running regularly, you won't be so tired anymore."

After saying that, she still looked like she was dying, "Recalling that forest cross-country trip in Fugang, did it give you some motivation?" The young man "boosted her morale" mercilessly.

Being exposed, the girl didn't answer, she just gritted her teeth and used strength under her feet to quickly overtake the boy.

But before she ran very far, the girl suddenly stopped and pointed to a narrow alley next to her. She turned around and showed a mocking expression to the boy: "Hey! Is this the beauty that the leader wants to share with me? It's really disappointing. Very impressive!”

After a few steps to catch up, Victor saw what Angouleme saw. It was indeed an impressive scene, but it had nothing to do with the word "beautiful".

In the alley, large areas of blood were sprayed on the walls on both sides, dyeing it dark red. On the haystack, there was a body that seemed to be a human body lying on its back. It was said that it was suspected to be because, "Tsk, tsk! It was just like that if it was disemboweled and cut into eight pieces." , let’s run! We didn’t see anything.”

After saying that, the young man left without any hesitation.

Angoulin followed immediately, "I thought the leader would want to step forward to check. After all, the leader is such a person with a sense of justice."

Victor glanced at her sideways, "Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with justice, I just still believe that there is justice in the world.

And before talking about justice, I am a wise person first. You didn’t even join in. How could I be so stupid? "

Although the information gathered in the past few days was very satisfactory to the security of the Temple District and the captain of the city guard Vincent, the young man did not want to test the moral integrity of the ancient sheriff at all. If he could not find the murderer, he would treat the first discoverer as a prisoner and imprison him. Not surprisingly.

"You saw something, right? If there was no group leader, he wouldn't be able to run so fast." Angoulan squinted his eyes and said confidently.

To be honest, she had been together for so long that she couldn't hide many of her reactions. Victor did see something, and it wasn't good news.

First of all, this murder was probably not committed by humans, because it would take a lot of force to destroy the body so beyond recognition.

Looking at the depth of the claw marks on the wall, considering that this was an alley in the Temple District, the boy instantly had a vague outline of the breed of the murderer.

There is still a lot of celery, and monkshood needs to be purchased, but it may not be available, so you have to collect it yourself if necessary.

After thinking about it while jogging, the group leader said to the group members: "This afternoon we are going to hunt wolves in a jungle a little further away. We need to get some dog fat and wolf liver. I'm afraid we have a dangerous neighbor."

Affected by the young man's solemn tone, the girl asked seriously, "What exactly is it? How dangerous is it?"

"Werewolf──"

…

In Karl's alchemy workshop, after counting the items, Kalkstein grinned: "Very good, very good. This batch of water ghost brains is very fresh and active. It's like they were just collected. Well done. I'm very happy." satisfy."

"It's an honor for me to be satisfied with you. I put a lot of effort into obtaining this batch of materials." Victor responded with a smile.

Although the boy was beaten by an alchemist last time, it was just a communication error. There was nothing wrong with the character's observation profile. He was a naive, pure, paranoid scientist who pursued his own goals.

As long as such people know how to get along with each other, they are actually much easier to get along with than ordinary people. It is enough to sincerely give in to them.

"Thank you so much for your hard work. Go to the bookshelf and choose the books you want to read. You have two hours to choose slowly. There is no need to rush." ​​After saying that, he ignored Victor and began to prepare for the experiment.

Satisfied, Victor moved to the bookshelf to look through the notes. Kalkstein said that choosing slowly meant that he could read as much as he wanted during this period, which was regarded as a reward for the alchemist apprentice's hard work in preparing materials.

"It seems like there are werewolves in Vizima?" Suddenly thinking that the alchemist might know something, the young man asked.

"Hmm! Werewolf? I haven't heard of this news. Have you seen werewolves coming out!?" Kalkstein suddenly turned his head, with an atavistic appearance and a questioning expression. Victor was almost caught by this 'natural emoticon' It made me laugh out loud.

Suppressing the urge to laugh wildly, the young man said seriously: "No, I just saw a corpse in the alley this morning. It was badly damaged."

After hearing the answer, the alchemist immediately looked away without interest and said instructing: "Listen, Victor, this is a big city. There are more than 15,000 people living in the temple area, and there are countless people moving in and out. It is normal for those gangs to fight and kill one or two people every day.

In short, that is what the city guards should take care of. You, an apprentice, have time to think about this, so you might as well spend more time studying and collecting materials. "

There is no need to defend this kind of injustice. Kalkstein just means well.

"Understood, Master," Victor replied.

…

In the afternoon, Amber and another black horse were led out of the official stables, and the Phantom Troupe left the city from the north. There was a forest closest to the city gate in this direction, and it was said that gray wolves were roaming there.

The two of them rode side by side, Catherine accompanied him, and Angouleme rode Amber to show off her power.

The story of changing horses was very simple. The girl fell in love with Amber as soon as she saw him, and then forced her black horse to the boy. The longer they got along, the clearer she knew that Wick would never refuse her such a small thing.

Facing the wind, Angouleme's golden hair fluttered, "Captain, is there any news from the intelligence collection this morning?"

Although the girl had never encountered a werewolf, this famous dark creature was certainly very powerful, and based on her understanding of the captain, the intelligence collection in the morning was definitely concentrated in this direction.

When Victor heard Angouleme's question, he smiled very subtly, which is what we call a half-smile: "You know what? Maybe I was wrong. It wasn't a monster that killed people. I asked the city guards. There was only one gang fight and murder in the temple area this morning."

"Huh! Would a gang fight cause such a big scene? It was sprayed everywhere!"

"It's okay! You have to trust the city guards. They are experts in public security. Just remember not to go out after nine o'clock in the evening.

Then let's do our own things. This afternoon I will teach you how to boil the 'cursed biological oil'. The ingredients are dog fat, wolf liver, celery, and monkshood.

When this sword oil is applied to the sword to kill the 'werewolf', it can cause intense pain and slightly inhibit its wound healing speed. In the future, we will carry it with us wherever we go."

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