Witcher's Atelier

Watching Dr. Shani go out, Victor showed a gentle smile. He didn't think too much about the kiss on the cheek just now. It was just a pure collision between two noble souls. However, this whiteness was revealed when he saw An. After Gulan's "obscene" smile, the young man felt completely bad.

Yes, it is "obscene". Even if it is quite rude to describe a young girl like this, Victor still insists because there is no more appropriate word to describe Noto's smile. There are many old Yunnan drivers on the roadside calling people to come on. The smell of the car.

"Can I know? What makes you smile so ugly? So vulgar?" Victor asked angrily.

"Wick! It's so rude to speak to a young girl like this. What a vulgarity! Is this what you should say to a little angel? Is it a word that should be used to describe a little angel?" When she responded, she had a shaky expression on her face and held her hand in her hand. The sausage poked provocatively at the soup plate.

Leaning against the cabinet, Victor crossed his arms, "Do you remember that you are a girl? And if I understand correctly, little angels are usually used to describe the patron saint of love."

"I am the patron saint of you and Shani!" The sausage that had lost its moral integrity was bitten off in half by Kaz.

With a frown on his face, Victor knew that Angouleme had misunderstood. He did not deny that he admired Shani, but he did not think of her as anything more than a good friend.

Because of the impression left over from his past life, he never thought about competing with White Wolf when it came to women. If you used to date women who took on the identity of Geralt in the game in the past, and now used the identity of Victor to pursue them, they would feel very awkward, and there would be a strange feeling that you are stealing your own girlfriend.

He took out an Oren, flew into the sky with a snap of his fingers, and caught it when it fell.

Moreover, under the light of gold coins, he was neither lacking nor hungry, and it didn't matter that he looked ordinary. Foltest was loved by everyone.

The young man wanted to keep the beautiful memory of his past life in his heart, so he would not consider being a third party to fight for love. However, these complex psychological factors could not be explained to Angouleme.

Seeing Victor's silence, Angoulin thought he had hit his mark, and even more proudly said: "Say thank you quickly, little angel, I helped you get rid of a love rival last night!"

Hearing this, the apprentice witcher was stunned, love rival? You mean Geralt?

Sitting back at the dining table, the young man looked seriously, "What's going on? What kind of love rival? Is it Geralt?"

The girl's triumphant expression flashed and she frowned, "Why bother with uncle? He's been gone for so long..."

Victor then remembered that Geralt was a thing of the past in most people's minds. Only he knew that the White Wolf still had a legendary story to perform in the second half, but if it wasn't Geralt, then who was it?

"Sorry, I just said something wrong, so who is the love rival you said you would help me get rid of?"

Angoulin regained his confidence, "I have never met a guy named Taller. I just chatted with Shani before going to bed. She said that this person has been pursuing her recently and has invited her to date several times.

Of course I will try my best to discredit him. You, the head of the sales team, heard that Thaler has a bald head and wears a monocle. Just thinking about it, I feel that this kind of person must be very insidious. "

The somewhat familiar name struck his ears, and after a brief review of his memory, the boy found "Taller, the King's Eye" from the conversation with Lansmit, and "Taller, Director of the Intelligence Bureau" from the conversation with the Knight of Roses. People with the above two labels are obviously not good matches for young ladies.

Therefore, the slanderous behavior of the wild girl should be encouraged, but she should not be allowed to cause more misunderstandings.

After thinking about it, Victor put his hand on Angouleme's shoulder, staring at her brown eyes with his blue eyes. He rarely talked to her like this. The last time he did this was when she was chased to the point of life and death in Floating Harbor. I believe This is enough to show your serious attitude.

"Don't force her to be with me. It will only make us both embarrassed. She is close to me because of similar interests, and we both like to carry herbal bags around. But that doesn't mean she likes me. She The person I like is Geralt, your uncle.”

After saying that, he let go of the girl's shoulders, revealing Angoulin's face of disbelief, "Really...really? The person she likes is uncle!?"

"Really, I have a reliable source of information."

"...But...even so...the uncle is already dead."

Victor found that this topic was really unclear. Even if she revealed that Geralt would come back in the future, the other party would not believe it. She was a witness who witnessed Geralt being stabbed to death.

"Well...she still has his shadow in her heart, so it's too early to talk about dating." The young man decided to fool her first.

After talking to this extent, Angoulin touched his nose and said, "What a pity, I like Shani very much."

"But regarding that Taler, if you talk to Shani, pay more attention. He is not a good person. I heard some news from Lansmit."

"I know." The girl agreed listlessly.

Victor ignored her and put on his own armor. He decided to go to the forest in the morning to find the cunning elf Yaiwen to discuss the rewards of the vampire woman and the "underground ruins" that were actually empty.

…

Taking a boat across the lake, the morning air is fresh and a few water birds fly across the lake, which is refreshing.

Regarding Princess Yada’s banquet, after last night’s fighting event, Victor also thought about it. Why not just perform the lute? It’s not easy to have a cheerful song. Here’s a song of “the most dazzling national style” dedicated to you. It's happy enough without lyrics.

As long as he strikes a balance, not being too ostentatious or too low-key, Victor Corleone's peaceful life will not be disrupted. It was possible in the past month, and it can certainly be possible now.

After the ship docked, the boy stepped directly into the forest, and soon came to the new Scoia's Party commando camp under the guidance of the elf guide.

However, on the way to find Yawen, many injured soldiers were bandaged along the way, and some of them had blood on their weapons, and their eyes looking at him were not as friendly as before.

It seems that Siegfried or Jaques is not a freeloader. Last night, they attacked the Scoia's Party. Of course, even if the Knights win, it is impossible to be completely unscathed. It can only be said that both sides of the bill of hatred have added an item.

As soon as I walked to the main tent, "Ah! My friend, I'm so glad to see you safe and healthy." The commando commander took the initiative to greet me.

Looking at the elf with black hair and phoenix eyes, Victor sighed, "It's more appropriate for me to say this to you. After all, I won't pick up a bow and arrow to shoot the Knights, or be hunted by the Knights at night."

Yaiwen smiled indifferently and spread his hands, "As you can see, I'm fine. For the sake of friendship, let's skip this topic, okay."

Shaking his head, "There is some progress on your commission. Can we talk alone?"

Opening the tent door, "Come in and talk!"

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