Witcher's Atelier

Victor's mount is a dark brown gelding with black mane and black hooves. It is docile and slow, most suitable for beginners like him. Victor named it "Zhongxian" according to its characteristics. According to Vesemir, when it was brought back from the farmers who fostered it outside the mountains, it was working in the fields and adapted well.

Hunchbacked and slim, Zhongxian was led into the castle by Victor, walked through the inner courtyard and went straight into the kitchen.

Victor unloaded the bear skin, spread it out to dry, and then marinated most of the bear meat in salt water, preparing to dry it in two days. Finally, he stuffed a handful of oats into the bear as a reward. The carnivore lying on his body seemed to make him quite uncomfortable.

The sound of footsteps, this rhythm is not Vesemir! ?

"Hey, you must be Victor." Eskar said.

Victor turned back. The face that was disfigured by several long scars was enough to make people scream in fear if they saw it suddenly at night or if it were someone with less courage and experience, but this could not scare Victor.

He just smiled: "Yes, I'm Victor. Are you Eskar or Lambert? It's definitely not Geralt. You don't have white hair." After washing his hands with water, he stood up and approached him. .

Eskar also smiled, although the smile was scary: "Yes, I'm not Geralt. I'm just an ordinary witcher. I don't hunt dragons, I don't fraternize with the king, and I don't sleep with sorceresses... I'm Ai Skar.”

Victor stretched out his right hand, the right hand that had been resting on the hilt of the sword since the beginning of the conversation. "Victor, you can also call me Wick."

Eskar stretched out his hand to hold it and said in a friendly tone: "Lambert came back with me and was bragging to Vesemir. You don't mind sharing your harvest and cooking skills with two more people."

"It's my pleasure."

…

At night, the bear meat was roasting very fragrant, and the atmosphere of the dinner was also very good. This made Lambert hesitate for a while, but after thinking about it, he finally decided to tell the bad news now. Even if it makes tonight boring.

"I actually have news about Geralt and Ciri, but it's bad news..."

Lambert's opening statement caught everyone's attention because the two people mentioned were people they care about.

"In early April, Geralt and Yennefer finally found Ciri. It happened to coincide with the time when Vesemir said Ciri returned to Kaer Morhen. It seems that she found them after teleporting there.

Then Geralt and the three of them began a months-long journey of revenge--Ciri seemed to have a very difficult time during the escape.

Then they briefly separated due to business.

On September 24, Geralt and Dandelion arrived in the city of Rivia. He, Ciri and Yennefer met at the Cock and Hen Inn.

Unfortunately, a riot broke out in Livia the next day against the 'inhuman race'. Geralt was stabbed with a pitchfork during the turmoil and died at the hands of a mob. Yennefer, who arrived later, also died of exhaustion while trying to heal Geralt.

Ciri, Merigold, and Dandelion were there to witness their deaths.

Afterwards, Ciri took their two bodies onto the boat and disappeared into Lake Escalot following the sudden appearance of the unicorn. "

After Lambert finished speaking solemnly, the hall fell into silence, and then Eskar took the lead in bursting into laughter, filling the hall with cheerful air.

"Hahaha, the story you made up is not true enough! Yennefer died of exhaustion. I don't understand the sorceress, let's not talk about it. But with Geralt's swordsmanship, he was stabbed to death by a mob with a pitchfork, haha, Quite humorous. I'd bet fifty crowns that Geralt could stab the opponent at least twice in the throat, one on the left and one on the right."

"Hey! I didn't make this up, and I don't want to believe that this happened." Lambert retorted.

"Especially the unicorn and the boat in the lake at the end are full of the artificial style of a third-rate bard." Victor calmly complained next to him.

"Mad! I will pass this comment on to Dandelion next time we meet." Lambert responded angrily, and then took a sip of beer.

...The cheerful air suddenly became silent, and Eskar put down the wine glass that had been placed to his lips.

"So... this is what Dandelion told you after his own experience?" Vesemir asked.

Lambert raised his head in displeasure and took another sip of beer, then knocked the cup on the table: "Yes, when I met Dandelion in Vengerberg, he said that he never wanted to set foot in Livia again in his life. , because the mob there was bleeding his friend.”

The only sound in the air was the crackle of firewood burning in the fireplace.

After a while, Eskar sighed: "...It's really...unbelievable."

"Is there any kind person who would like to introduce Dandelion to me?" Victor asked knowingly. Of course he remembered Dandelion, Geralt's best friend and the famous crotchless man. Almost all of his side missions in the game were not serious missions. Informal tasks are particularly easy to remember.

"Geralt's good friend is a very famous bard, composer, singer and writer. He has written many poems with the white wolf as the protagonist. The singing rate in the pubs outside is very high. If he said it, That should be true." Vesemir said in a low voice.

Then he seemed to think of something: "About Xili..."

Victor cut off softly: "It's okay, Vesemir, I'm fine. I believe Ciri will be back soon."

Lambert jumped onto the table, raised his glass and shouted: "Few witchers can die peacefully in bed. Unfortunately, the legendary White Wolf is no exception. Let's drink to him. May he rest in peace!"

Let's raise our glasses together: "May he rest in peace!"

...

Late at night...After closing the door, Victor sat cross-legged in front of the fireplace, thinking about his thoughts, and his right hand mechanically stirred the cauldron, which contained the energy soup to be drunk tomorrow morning.

He had his own understanding of Lambert's news. Ciri won the decisive battle of Styggar Castle, and her whereabouts were unknown again. Most likely, she traveled through time again. Geralt and Yennefer were certainly not dead, at least not completely dead. Hundreds of hours of game time are not fake, and there are side references to the death of White Wolf in it.

It's a pity that if I had read the background novel or played the previous generations, it would be better. Now I am like a glimpse of the leopard through a tube. Although I know some fragments of the future, I can't see why it will turn out like that. I don't know where to start if I want to use the prophet to gain an advantage.

In any case, soon, although I don't know how long it will take, I will always meet Ain. Ai Er──that is, the "Wild Hunt" recorded in the book is the enemy. They are not only the enemy who sniped Ciri, but also the evil cause of his crossing here, which is also an obstacle to his peaceful sleep.

The colorful light flashed and disappeared, he picked up the soup ladle and scooped the blue liquid into the test tube. The energy soup now does not need to be specially hidden. With the improvement of the process, Victor can also use traditional alchemy to make a finished product that looks very close to "incredible". He also deliberately retained harmless impurities in "incredible", which makes the two energy soups look very similar. The real difference can only be known after drinking.

His thoughts turned again, and he remembered the recycling of unused bear traps. The line of shallow footprints he saw clearly showed that when he was fighting the evil bear, there was a pair of eyes silently guarding him beside him until the victory was decided and then quietly left. This made him feel good and bad.

Being guarded is not a problem, the problem is that "not noticing the existence of the other party at all" is a bad thing. If it is not a friend but an enemy, it means that he will be easily attacked. It seems that he must think of a countermeasure to make up for the shortcomings of insufficient perception.

The goal is to leave Kaer Morhen next spring...

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