Witcher's Atelier

The boy bravely faced the malicious gaze and forced himself to look at Keira until he heard the clear recitation of the roll call officer: "Now let us welcome Master Victor Corleone from Bell Town, east of Serricania. He has been learning music since the age of four, just to bring us greetings from the other side of the Blue Mountains and immortal legendary poems today..."

This list of names was handed over by the boy to Lily Knight Roderick. Before going on stage, you must first establish your image, and then you will have a wide range of operating space. After all, selling a persona is much easier than selling talent.

In terms of rhythm or rhyme, the boy's poems may not be completely in line with local aesthetics, but with the name of exotic style, everything is fine, just tell the story completely.

Adjusting his breathing, Victor stood on the stage leisurely. His simple dress and plain appearance, compared with Dandelion's gorgeousness, instantly made all the audience's expectations drop vertically. If it was not in front of the emperor but in the market, there might be boos.

He noticed that Foltest tilted his head to talk to Mayor Velerard, perhaps asking about himself, but it didn't matter, all doubts were irrelevant in front of the lute in his hand.

The silver bottle shattered when he plucked the strings, the sorceress folded her arms across her chest, and the king closed her eyes. The young man's voice was clear and bright, and suddenly brought everyone in the pure white hall into his world, listening to him tell a moving story.

"Our hero, our hero, he has a warrior's heart..." It started with a low chant of the origin of the hero.

"I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn is about to return..." The hero the poet described was named "Dragonborn".

This beginning is completely in line with the common impression of people west of the Blue Mountains that all Zerecanians are dragon worshipers, and the black dragon Alduin mentioned by the poet next, with just a few words, its ferocious fangs and claws jumped into the eyes.

In his song, in the far east, the evil black dragon led a group of dragons to try to devour the world, and only the fearless warrior "Dragonborn", echoing the records of the Elder Scrolls, could slay the dragon and absorb the dragon soul, and perform the "Dragon Roar" to fight the dragon.

This idea of ​​killing the dragon to gain its power is different from the local magic common sense but has its own charm. The novel setting easily won the audience's love.

As the poet's voice gradually faded, the sound of the lute became more and more urgent, which was the foreshadowing before the coming of the tide.

Then people heard him shouting out the wishes of the ancient ancestors:

"Duwak'in, Duwak'in

He swore with glory that he would never let evil come again

Hearing his roar of victory, the most vicious enemies would flee

Dragonborn! We pray for your blessing"

The majestic and desolate singing was magnificent.

Unconsciously, the king adjusted his sitting posture to make himself sit more comfortably, and Keira also let go of his crossed hands on his chest, tapping his thighs with his fingertips to beat the rhythm.

Finally, the poem was finished, and the whole place was silent, because the performance of the bard far exceeded their expectations.

The story of the dragonborn "Duwak'in" is indeed a magnificent heroic epic, worthy of praise and remembrance, and Victor's singing is even more touching.

Everyone knows it's good, so everyone is waiting for the most noble person on the scene to give an evaluation.

The silence lasted for about a minute, and then the King of Temeria, the King of Siege. Foltest opened his eyes and waved to the bard to come closer to him.

Victor noticed that when the king made this move, the people protecting him did not dissuade him, which showed that they had absolute confidence that even if the poet was an assassin, they could block the attack in time.

He walked a few steps forward and came to Foltest. He glanced up and down at Victor, and then spoke the king's voice: "Moving story, wonderful interpretation, Temeria welcomes you."

Then he clapped his hands lightly twice, and this signal attracted thunderous applause from the whole place.

The praised boy bowed deeply and thanked him appropriately. As he stepped back, he could vaguely hear the king say to Mayor Verelader: "Very good, inspiring poetry."

He returned to his original position quietly and exchanged a look of accomplishment with Dandelion. Both of them had completed their missions tonight.

Not long after, the second act after "The King's Arrival" began in the Pure White Hall, "The King's Departure".

When he left, he still had an elegant smile on his face, so Mayor Verelader, Princess Yada, and everyone else were very happy.

Victor couldn't help but want to find Keira's trace in the crowd. She had been ruining the whole night, so of course he had to brag about her. If she really loved poetry, she couldn't deny the brilliance of her performance.

It was a pity that he didn't see the sorceress, but only saw Roderick's thumbs up to him.

After the king left, the banquet became free and relaxed, returning to the state before the opening. Those who wanted to leave could leave on their own. The boy who gave up the idea of ​​showing off was one of those who wanted to leave.

Victor found that the bard had disappeared at some point, and guessed that he was probably showing off his charm in some circle of noble ladies. He was too lazy to look for him again, and walked out of the hall, through the corridor and into the garden.

After turning a few corners, a gentle female voice suddenly called him, "Victor, why didn't you come to me? If Dandelion hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know you were in Vizima. Am I not a friend of Kaer Morhen?"

Victor was shocked, stopped and turned around. The silver light of the full moon poured down on her like water. Standing in front of the boy was the red-haired sorceress Triss Merigold.

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Sitting on a bench in the garden, Victor and Triss exchanged words, keeping an appropriate distance between friends.

"...So Angouleme is acting with you now! Your approach is too unconventional. It's easy for me to help you arrange a house in the trade area!" She scolded softly, and Triss looked at it with green eyes. With Victor, as Lambert said, she looks you in the eye and talks.

"At first, I didn't expect that Angouleme knew Dandelion and knew you. Later, we successfully established ourselves. Besides, it was too abrupt to come to the door rashly, as if he suddenly appeared from afar. Qian’s strange relative, I don’t like that.” Triss didn’t understand the boy’s metaphor at first, and she thought about it before she understood Victor’s thoughts.

"You're young, don't worry so much. This level of care is natural." The sorceress stretched out a finger and gently tapped the boy's forehead. "In a few days, I will take Angoulin with me. We will meet and have a chat." , if you have any difficulties in Vizima, you can come to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of making trouble that was very familiar to the boy tonight sounded.

"Oh! I can come to you if I have any difficulties?

As expected of the ‘Fearless Merigold’, she found a new witcher as a collection so quickly, even as an apprentice? "

Triss' face darkened, and she stood up proudly to face the person who spoke.

"Keira! I thought you had already chosen your guest tonight and started enjoying it, but I didn't expect you are still here. Do you need me to help you prepare pregnancy medicine?" Triss's counterattack was also quite exciting.

Victor followed and left the bench, and then felt deeply that he should not be here, but should be in the soil.

Because the two sorceresses completely ignored his presence and began to use very unpleasant words to curse each other. The words used were enough to make any educated lady blush.

Anyway the summary is that two people accuse each other of being a slut.

Keira mocked Triss for getting over Geralt's emotional pain so quickly and finding a new witcher to try out. Triss retorted that it was better than someone just asking for it if they liked it.

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