Witcher's Atelier

Victor had no idea about the "Queen of the Night" technical college in the trade zone, so he could only respond perfunctorily. However, as a man, he still remembered the details of the information unconsciously, such as the Queen of the Night "Vanessa" and her sisters of the Night were all as beautiful as fairies.

And for those who complain about the heavy wallet, the "Queen of the Night" provides the highest quality games and the cutest women, bringing exquisite fun to their guests and getting rid of the troubles of daily life.

These conversations are boring, but when the wasted time is "obviously" about to end, Victor is willing to continue to be bored. People are really complicated creatures.

The chattering records of the night tours of the royal hunter and his friends approached from behind him with steady steps, and the volume gradually decreased until it was silent.

"We are really destined to meet each other, less than a day apart, and I meet you again so soon, the bard Victor."

The young man turned around and responded politely, "Yes, it's an honor to see you again, Captain Vincent."

The captain of the city guard tonight was no longer as embarrassed as last night. The armor effectively concealed the imperfections of his figure. With his majestic eyes and confident momentum, Shang Perry and his friends huddled aside like quails.

"If possible, can I talk to Victor alone? We need some space."

The embarrassed royal hunter and his two friends stepped back as if they had been pardoned.

Victor knew that at this moment his class was raised again. Next, he could naturally walk into the aristocratic circle of a higher class. No one would reject him because he knew Captain Vincent and talked to him alone.

"Sorry for last night's cramps. I had a leg cramp after swimming. I'm not feeling well. Did I scare you and Dr. Shani?"

"No, we were just a little surprised. In fact, after going back, I thought about your advice carefully and felt that it made sense. We will reduce going out at night. Please take care of yourself."

The short conversation ended. The captain patted Victor's shoulder with satisfaction and left. The three nobles who had just retreated could not wait to return to the boy.

Finding that this man was qualified to talk to the captain of the city guard alone, Shang Perry and his friends immediately felt that Victor was much more pleasing to the eye. His originally ordinary face now became more attractive, and the scar on his face even added a bit of heroic temperament.

However, after enjoying the upgraded intimacy of the three nobles, Victor began to feel a little bored again. Then he looked around and met Keira Metz who was standing alone in the middle of the hall.

And the smile of the royal advisor was the kind of look that found something interesting and aroused full interest. The boy quickly lowered his eyes, hoping that the smile just now was not directed at him.

Unfortunately, his skin soon felt the tingling sensation brought by the magic fluctuations, and his pupils reflected Kayla's crystal clear toes again. She was still wearing leather loafers today, but the pattern was changed to fire mink fur.

The petite and slender female sorceress with long straight straw-colored hair did not wear a shirt today, wearing a white spaghetti strap deep V backless chiffon dress. The small mole under the collarbone and the delicate navel were clearly visible.

The straight nose, light cherry lips, smooth and delicate skin like a girl, and the contemptuous pride in her eyes completely crushed the three marginal nobles. When she glanced at them coldly, they could only respond with flattery and flattery.

"It's really strange, how could our new royal hunter be mixed with the witcher apprentice?"

Hearing the title of witcher, the two friends of Shang Pai Li's originally kind expressions towards Victor instantly switched to disgust when seeing a plague patient, and even their eyes towards Shang Pai Li were not very friendly.

Slightly raising his head, Victor focused his sight on the sorceress's chin and spoke, "Madam, you misunderstood. I am Victor, the bard who was invited to perform at the "Pure White Hall" tonight. I offer you my blessing for prosperity for this beautiful autumn."

Thinking that if the boy was identified as a witcher, his reputation would be damaged, Shang Perry also cheered up and helped explain from the side: "Yes, madam, you may have some misunderstandings. He is a poet introduced by Master Dandelion. He comes from Bell Town east of Serrekanil and is ready to bring us greetings from the far east and the exotic customs of Serrekania."

It was really hard to help laughing. Keira first giggled, and then laughed a little wantonly. She recognized that this was the funniest joke she heard in this boring banquet tonight. It is not uncommon for a person to have many identities, but a witcher crosses over to a bard? The degree of irony is comparable to a rock troll working as a part-time restaurant chef.

The laughter of the royal advisor attracted the attention of many people. They all wanted to know what made her so happy, but it was a pity that Keira didn't care about their gaze at all.

The laughter stopped for a while, but she still smiled and hooked her finger, "I see, that's great, poet Victor, right? Follow me."

The rosemary fragrance that naturally emanated from Keira's every move made Shang Perry and his two companions look fascinated. They envied Victor for being called away by Ms. Keira and wished they could replace him.

As for the boy's own wishes, he didn't want to leave. In fact, he wanted to stay, but he could only helplessly follow the royal advisor and leave.

Keira walked in front with a cat-like step. Victor politely observed her for a few times, fixing his eyes on the back of her head, not looking at her buttocks or back.

The royal advisor walked back to the middle-aged man who had spoken to her before. He was talking to Princess Yada, "Dear Virela, the poet Victor you just mentioned, I helped you find him."

"Oh, thank you, Ms. Kayla." The middle-aged bald man with a big belly paused his conversation with the princess, put down his wine glass and looked at Victor, "Good evening, sir, do you know who I am?"

Even if they don't know each other, hearing the name is enough. There is only one Verelad who can talk to the royal advisor Keira and communicate with Princess Yada.

"Mayor of Vizima, the venerable Mr. Verelad."

"Very good. The reason for coming to you is very simple. I just want to ask you if the song is ready? If not, I can tell you. There will be no punishment." He said gently.

Victor thought this question was a bit strange. Since people dare to come, they must be prepared, "Yes, I am ready!"

Princess Yada next to her raised her neck and drank the red wine in her glass, her cheeks stained with a bright red: "I'll just say it!"

Patting the poet's shoulder encouragingly, Verelad warned: "It's not easy to prepare in such a short time. The rewards will be richer than you imagine. Don't be nervous and perform well. Even if you don't perform well, Fule King Test is also forgiving and kind." After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and signaled that the young man could stand down.

After bowing and retreating, Victor felt that something was not quite right about the conversation just now. He seemed to have overlooked something, but he could not find out what the problem was.

While he was thinking, someone held his arm. It was Roderick, the Lily Knight. He spoke in Common Tongue with a Nilfgaardian accent and said, "Follow me!"

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