Witcher's Atelier

On the rooftop, the cool breeze was refreshing. Party A and Party B, two people with different positions, exchanged words.

"Without evidence, how do I know it's the right rose? Maybe you bought it at Oxenfurt Market an hour ago."

"Then take it and take a closer look. I believe you can recall its characteristics."

Reaching out to take the rose, Olgierd observed it carefully. After a while, he said, "This...where did you get this thing?" His voice was slightly trembling, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The witcher smacked his lips and clicked his tongue, "Are you too happy? It makes you so excited that you can't hear what others are saying. I just told you that your wife gave it to me with her own hands."

"No...Is this really the rose!? But how is this possible! It was something from so many years ago, and I heard that she is dead..."

With his eyebrows raised, Victor shrugged, "Just as you don't like me, my favorable impression of you is also quite limited, and I don't want to explain it.

But since I am entrusted by others, I will be loyal to them.

The appearance of this rose is both accidental and inevitable. First of all, 'accidental' is that the flower species is the 'Memory Rose'. You obviously didn't know it when you gave it away. In the ancient elven legends, it is a symbol of true love. Legend has it that as long as love does not disappear, , it will never wither.

And 'inevitable' is that until I visited Alice, her love for you has not faded after so many years, and this rose is the only thing that binds her to this miserable world.

The so-called impossible thing is a miracle, and the only thing that can awaken a miracle is true love. "

"She still loves me? Still unchanged after so many things happened?" Staring at the rose, Olgierd fell into deep thought in his own world, as if he didn't understand the witcher's sarcasm.

Seeing this situation, Victor crossed his arms and leaned against the railing. Victor had no intention of urging him.

After all, the completion of this transaction requires the appearance of a third person... No, that existence cannot be called a human, it is just a demon in human form.

Gaunt. Odim, when I entered the city at noon yesterday, this guy was stuck on the road without a trace. Please make an appointment with Olgierd at this time and this place. I believe he will not be late for too long.

Originally, in the memory of his previous life, the devil seemed to have asked Geralt to make an appointment with him to settle accounts at some desolate and remote temple.

But things change and people change, so it’s okay if Master Mirror wants to change places to collect his debts. The advantage of choosing to settle the debt in the city is that it can at least save him a trip.

Just like that, some time passed.

…

"Haha, true love will never wither? I feel nothing about your unbridled and absurd babble..." No matter his expression or voice was low and cold, Olgierd crushed the memory rose in his palm and let the thorns prick his hand and the blood flowed. .

"Although they look similar, I regret that I can't admit that you accomplished your mission. After all, you could still just find a random flower to fool you, and purple roses all look the same."

The other party's decisive denial was inconsistent with the frankness in Victor's memory, but it was not beyond his expectation, and it was one of many reasonable reactions.

The matter has now turned into Rashomon, and it is of course very troublesome to argue about the authenticity.

Fortunately, I don't need to prove anything. Then "it" will naturally enforce it. Creditors should be more concerned about debt recovery than themselves.

As long as you close your eyes, you don't need to have extraordinary senses to notice that the air in the tavern downstairs suddenly becomes quiet, and the noise suddenly falls silent.

Time pauses!

At the same time, a mellow voice came from the air, "Oh! Dear Mr. Olgierd, although your suspicion is reasonable, your ruthlessness is really sad. How can you deny such a touching story without being touched at all? Woolen cloth?"

In the night sky illuminated by the moonlight, with a bright red apple in his hand and gently tossing it, the mirror master Gunter. Odim walked step by step on the invisible stairs.

Keeping your feet on the ground, "Fortunately, at this time, the fair and impartial traveling businessman Mirror Master - that is, me, appeared.

Mr. Olgierd, I can guarantee that Mr. Victor will fulfill your wish. The rose you just crushed was the rose you gave to Alice.

As evidenced by the contract, there will be no mistake in a single word. There was no point in denying it, and you knew it. "

Although he was smiling and speaking briskly, he might have been preconceived. To Victor's ears, the other person's tone sounded extremely malicious, and Olgierd next to him obviously felt the same way.

"Bah!" He took two steps back to distance himself, "Damn it, what are you doing here?"

The devil stopped throwing the apple and bit into it, juice splashing everywhere. "Does that need to be said? Since the mission has been accomplished, it is natural for me to come here to collect the debt."

As the voice fell, the bright moon became dim, emitting an ominous blood red color, and the entire rooftop turned into a devil's cave, with noisy chants and whispers, and it was unknown what they were talking about.

"Wait...wait...you can't do this," Olgierd shouted, "We agreed at the beginning that even if he really completes the three tasks, he still needs to──"

"──You, me and my agent, the contract will be truly completed when the three of us stand on the moon together." Interrupting Olgierd, he threw away the apple in his hand, Gaunt. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Odim's mouth, "Let me tell you some good news. Before the opening at noon today, the owner of the Alchemy Tavern accepted a simple suggestion and decided to change the name of the tavern to 'Moon Tavern'."

The demon reached into the void and took out a complete piece of parchment to display. The words on the silver hooked iron paintings were densely packed, and the edges were blazing with flames. "A contract is a contract, and every word can't be wrong."

"Moon Tavern... above the moon..." Suddenly realizing something, Olgierd's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

"As agreed in our contract, you make three wishes: 1. Hold Alice's hand again. 2. Become rich again. 3. Live every day as happily as a doomsday carnival.

Following the principle of equal exchange, you sacrifice your brother Vladimir.

According to the additional terms, as long as I fulfill three more of your wishes and both of you stand on the moon, I can obtain your soul.

The premise is that these three wishes cannot be fulfilled by me personally. "

The devil's reading rumbled and exploded, and the platform was filled with a demonic black mist that seemed to have substance. The three of them seemed to be enclosed in another space.

Knowing that his love was irrefutable, Olgierd looked at Victor in panic, "Wait a minute, wait a moment...save me, witcher, do you want to watch me die? Isn't your responsibility to help mankind?" Help me stop this demon!"

He tilted his head and looked at Victor, Gaunt. Odim had a smile on his face, silently waiting for him to express his opinion.

Blinking, Victor shook his head and took a step back to express his position clearly.

Whistling in disappointment, Mirror Master turned back to the frightened Olgierd, "...Now, you are mine!"

He raised his right hand, and instantly the surrounding black mist rolled up. Olgierd let out a shrill scream, and his whole body burned and aged rapidly. In just a few seconds, only the skeleton remained of the once strong undead body.

Victor didn't know where he was going, but it certainly wasn't paradise.

The embers collapsed with a bang, and the completely cremated skull was sucked into Gaunt. In the hands of Odim.

He played with the skull by tossing it like an apple when it comes down from the air.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Victor. I am impressed by your efficient work, and your activity is the key to the smooth debt recovery.

Of course, in the end, your respect for the contract is equally impressive. "

“Everything is a choice and everything has a price.”

Hearing Victor's words, Mirror Master laughed.

“Yes yes, I couldn’t agree more with you.

Now that Olgierd's debt has been paid, it's your turn and mine. I remember we communicated earlier that the favor you owed was not enough for me to hire you as an agent.

Your Excellency was generous at that time and offered to discuss the remuneration issue after the matter was over.

Therefore, at this moment, although you are clearly aware of your guard against me, you are unwilling to accept any form of feedback.

But as you said, everything has a price, and I cannot and am not willing to take advantage of you. The remuneration you deserve should not be less.

So please tell me, what do you want to gain at this moment when the task is completed?

Gaunt. Odim is happy to help you. "

Thanks to book friend 131103213006351 for the reward and encouragement.