Witcher's Atelier

Last autumn, chatting time at afternoon tea in the Kaermohan Library.

"Well...so...Vesemir, are you saying that witchers don't usually carry bombs on their bodies?"

"Of course not! Child, why do you have such a strange idea?

Saltpeter is rare and expensive. It will explode if not handled properly when used as a bomb. It is easy to get damp when carried for a long time. Of course, this kind of thing is only prepared temporarily when necessary. "

"Oh... I thought that the way a witcher fights every day is to hold a sword with one hand and use the other hand to manipulate sigils and throw bombs..."

Blinking his eyes, the old witcher had a look of reminiscence on his face, then shook his head and smiled happily, "Hey... In fierce battles, use the Igni Seal to light the fuse, and throw the 'honeycomb' to assist the outnumbered enemy. , this fighting method is indeed very powerful, but it is not suitable to become the norm. "

"But there was once a master witcher who was very good at such multiple attack methods. He also left us the masterpiece "Art is Explosion". It was only after reading the introduction of that book that I thought that witchers are all Fight like this."

"Haha, kid, you have a good memory! But when you mentioned the title of the book, you shouldn't have missed the subtitle. That was specially added by me - the final ending of the master demon hunter."

"..." Thinking of that subtitle, Victor was speechless.

“We witchers are ‘professional’ experts, so considering the ‘cost’ and ‘safety’, magical things like the ‘explosive sword’ have basically become extinct since that master.

In fact, most of the time the sword in our hands is enough. "

…

"Mystery - Explosion!"

Victor reached into the herbal bag with his left hand and took out the "honeycomb" and threw it directly at Knight Thales, while turning and rolling backwards.

"Bang──!!"

The loud noise coming from behind scared away hundreds of birds, causing the forest to fall into colorful leaves...

Logically speaking, the power of ordinary impure black powder is limited. If it cannot be sealed with an iron shell, the power of the bomb will be even lower. But for Victor, who has mastered incredible alchemy, these are not problems.

His method is very simple. He mixes black powder according to the ideal proportion in his memory, throws it into the cauldron and stirs it for purification. Then he sleeps for three hours to regain his energy. Then he puts in the iron ingot and continues stirring, and he can produce a sealed iron bomb. Two The whole segmental blending process takes seven hours and costs about forty kronor, and you can get two fist-sized "honeycombs".

As for not being able to use the Igni Seal, it is not a problem that it cannot be ignited at any time in a fierce battle. Victor lit the fuse directly from the honeycomb and stored it in the herbal bag, thus recreating the secret of the Wolf Faction that has not been known for many years.

He could see it clearly as he rolled backwards. Thales didn't realize what it was at all. The honeycomb exploded in front of the knight at such a close range that he couldn't believe that normal humans could move after being hit like this.

Turning over, he sat up with his hands on the ground, resisting the pain of the broken bones and internal injuries in his right foot. Victor, who slowly stood up, could not hide the shock in his eyes, because when the smoke of black powder dissipated, the mottled armor was revealed. But the Knight of White Rose still stood on the spot.

The shock did not affect his actions. The young man managed to stand up and calmly reached into the herbal bag. If one time was not enough, he would do it again!

But perhaps Thales was also frightened by the power of the secret. He did not approach any further, but just stood there, confronting the witcher apprentice from afar.

A moment later, when he was hesitating whether to limp forward and throw the bomb, "Katan!", this was the impact of the knight kneeling on his knees, then pushing the gold mountain, toppling the jade pillar, and Thales fell to the ground with "collision" Don't move anymore.

I was a little bit dumbfounded, it turned out to be "Rebirth"... Victor complained angrily, are you worthy of your material? Want to scare people even if they die?

He limped forward and kicked the knight's sword away. The tip of Mahakam's sword penetrated directly through the gap in the armor and pinned Thales' elbow to the ground, making sure that the knight was still motionless.

Eliminating the possibility of being counterfeited and assassinated, Victor turned Thales over with confidence and uncovered his visor and helmet...Then the witcher apprentice was once again shocked by the knight. This guy was actually not dead yet. The seven holes in the shock were bleeding, and he was in a deep coma...

The strange "sound of killing" lingered in his ears again. As he pulled up Mahakam, the young man's sharp sword point stopped in mid-air, and the chanting whisper gave him a very bad feeling.

During the hesitation, an eagle's call flew across the sky, and the trees rustled.

"Captain! What's going on?"

Hearing the familiar and reassuring cry of Nogo, he felt relieved. It was difficult to stand still, and he was about to collapse. Angoulin hurriedly ran from behind and supported the young man's body in time.

Seeing Victor's face covered in blood, and then seeing Thales lying on the ground, the girl suddenly understood everything, and she angrily pulled out her sword and was about to strike. But she didn't forget that Victor said it would be troublesome to kill this person, so she still waited for the boy's instructions.

"Let's do it! There is no room for recovery." The forceful breath was released, and Victor's voice was breathless, but his meaning was expressed very clearly.

When the sword pierced his brain, Thales twitched violently unconsciously for a while, and then became indifferent to the world.

Gently laying Victor down, Angoulin burst into tears when he saw him slowly closing his eyes. He cried helplessly: "Captain... no... don't die... please, don't leave me alone." people."

"You bastard, don't shake!" Victor, who originally wanted to take a rest, was shaken so much that he had to open his eyes and reprimand in a low voice, otherwise his internal injuries would be aggravated by Angouleme.

"Don't worry, I'm seriously injured, but I'm still a long way from death... Drink some potion and have a good sleep, I'll be fine in a few days."

"Potion, yes, there is potion, Captain, do you still have the life-saving potion I drank at the beginning? That is simply a magical medicine, once you drink it, the wound will heal and the body will become warm."

"Bah, wishful thinking, that's not such a good thing, my grandmother gave me three tubes of life-saving, two tubes were given to Ciri, and one tube was drunk by myself last time when I had locked jaw." As he said, the boy took out two tubes of potion from the herbal bag, bit open the cork and drank it, " Although I am still far from perfect, simple healing is enough. "

After speaking, looking at Angouleme's silly look who was waiting for instructions beside him, he felt that the depression of being plotted against and beaten up dissipated a lot, so he patted the grass beside him: "Come on... you lie down too, lie down here, the sun is very comfortable now."

"Hey... stop it, captain! What should I do next?" Angouleme was a little helpless. Victor's shortcoming was that he often liked to tell jokes that only he understood, and he would do something inappropriate when he was in a good mood.

The body of Knight Thales was still lying there. I don't know if other passers-by heard the loud explosion just now, and then the captain actually let her lie down and bask in the sun. If the captain was not seriously injured, she would have wanted to grab his collar to remind him that this was a crime scene.

Seeing the girl's nervous look, Victor sighed for her, regretting that even if it was only for a few minutes, the wild girl would not have the blessing to enjoy the sunshine by the clear water lake.

"Don't worry! Don't be so nervous. Put down the bag of alchemical materials first.

You came here on horseback, right? Did you leave anything important at the hotel?"

Already accustomed to Victor's seamless transition from childish to calm, Angouleme decisively replied: "Well... no, I change my accommodation every few days as you told me in your letter, and today is the perfect time to check out."

As he spoke, he thought he understood the leader's intention, and Angouleme wanted to help Victor: "Captain, do you mean we should escape together?"

Then the young man slapped his hand away.

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