Witcher's Atelier

“I am a poet and a love saint, so I have naturally described the bodies and souls of many women with beautiful poems.

But when I opened my mouth to praise Pucilla, I found that--unbelievably--no words came out.

Any gorgeous words seem superficial and artificial compared with her natural beauty, talent, temperament and wisdom. "

──Dandelion

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Ethereal and graceful!

Victor sighed in admiration.

As expected of Pucilla. Karenita──a beautiful voice that echoes along the banks of the Yaruga River and the Blue Mountains.

Her performance of "Return of the Dragonborn" has a unique charm. Compared with a few years ago, it has improved significantly. Compared with her own vigorous and heroic performance, each has its own merits, and it seems that she has formed a unique personal style.

As a lover of beauty and music, listening to Pucilla sing is a visual and auditory feast.

The following "Wolf and Blizzard" and "Purple Camellia" are her favorite songs and easily won the applause of the whole house.

With half a day of free time, the witcher was immersed in wine and music. It wasn't until she finished singing that she took a break, then she avoided the sight of others and was invited to the bard's bedroom to chat.

It is important to note here that Victor has received professional training, so he can accurately judge the invitation conveyed implicitly by Pucilla through his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, if you are not a female (male) friend, please do not interpret other people's eyes at will and create the illusion that she (he) likes me before you get a clear indication from the other person.

Arrogantly invading other people's private areas is likely to violate the law and result in the loss of valuable money and priceless freedom.

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Going up to the third floor, Pucilla's bedroom is still in the southeast corner and has not changed location.

When she walked into the room, the decoration on the wall had not changed much compared to the past. Only two simple sketches were added, which were obviously drawn by her herself.

Seeing the witcher, the bard smiled brightly and poured him a glass of juice, "Long time no see, Wick, you are not allowed to get drunk tonight!"

After saying that, she took off her hat, walked into the cloakroom with her blond hair down, and then the sound of undressing came from the crack of the door that was not closed tightly.

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I'm sitting here, and you went to change clothes without closing the door! ?

Beaver and Mormont, angels and demons wrestling, the choice of fate flashes in Victor's mind.

Option A: Go in and take a look.

Option B: Go in politely and take a look.

Option C: Go in casually and politely.

Option D: Ignore the noise and just find some books, newspapers or magazines to read.

Please enter your choice: ＿＿.

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Not long after, after taking off her makeup and changing into pajamas, Priscilla returned to the room.

Seeing him flipping through the script of the stage play, she pursed her lips and smiled, "How do you feel? Great poet, the work I wrote in one night is now being screened by the Irina Theater Company."

"Well..."The Redemption of the Shapeshifter", the title of the play is related to my profession, it is very attractive," the witcher winked, "Unfortunately, the story is not very new, the old-fashioned reverse contrast, the shape-shifting prince and the kind princess, the strict The plot of "The Harsh Queen and the Merciful Hunter" almost completely reproduces the real history. "

"Hey~ I didn't know it happened. Let me tell you." Sitting down on the bed, she picked up the juice and clinked glasses with him.

"In the year 1250, in the Kingdom of Sintra, Donnie the Hedgehog and Pavetta..."

“Ahhh…it’s true, almost exactly the same.

The monster prince and princess fall in love, and the queen asks a witcher to get rid of the prince. In the end, true love overcomes all difficulties.

…Wait a minute, Donnie and Pavetta, aren’t they—”

"─Ciri's father and mother." Victor responded with a smile, "It's normal that you didn't expect it. The longer the destruction of Cintra goes on, the fewer and fewer people will remember this allusion."

Chatting with Victor is always so interesting. Although he is not good at rhyming and composing lyrics, his rich knowledge reserve more than makes up for his shortcomings.

"Any similarity is purely coincidental." Pucilla winked playfully, "I was pressed for time that day and the script had to be produced in one night, so I had to use common routines casually. Fortunately, the shapeshifters and witchers are full of gimmicks. Attendance was very good.”

“Haha, with your excellent line skills, it’s no surprise that it’s a hit.

For example, this paragraph: "Slaughtering filthy beasts is my life's mission. Killing is my instinct, not just to make a living." ’

It was very well written, easily revealing the noble character of the witcher. "

"Hmm...is it an illusion? Are you secretly boasting?"

"Be more confident and remove the word Mo Fei secretly. I'm just bragging!"

Combining her exaggerated expression with sharp words, Pucilla was laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe. Her majestic chest trembled and undulated. She could only vent her emotions by violently slapping Victor's arm.

The chemical effect of physical touch and loud laughter also inadvertently melted away the barriers between the two of them who had been separated for a long time.

Men and women seem to have returned to the innocent days when they sat on the bed and talked at night with candles in their hands.

With a tacit understanding in our hearts, relive old dreams!

They chatted with each other, shared bright smiles, shared artistic opinions and life experiences, and talked about everything without reservation.

It was also when we were talking about Dandelion's "Vanilla Hotel" that Victor learned that the original idea to renovate the cabaret came from Pucilla, and she was the major shareholder of one-third of the investment.

Just like that, time flies by, and before I know it, a large bottle of grape juice is finished. After listening to Victor's great adventure in Toussaint - of course, the abridged version, Priscilla reached out and scratched Victor's thigh with his nails, his blue pupils sparkling and moist.

"Hey... Wick, do you remember what you promised me at the port before we separated last time?"

The witcher was slightly stunned, and then recalled his memory, "You mean to write a love poem for you?"

"That's right! Right now, I want to hear it. You've already written it, right?"

No, Guillaume's bullshit love poem is incurable and can't be changed at all, but the atmosphere in front of him doesn't allow him to say no...

He felt guilty, but his expression was graceful and confident, "Of course (no). But you also know that my lyrics are very poor, even rhyming is not good enough. I can't do it well, and to be honest, the finished product is really not presentable.

So as a substitute, I composed a wonderful song for you!"

After hearing Victor's explanation, Priscilla narrowed her eyes in suspicion, "Is that so? Do you know that your expression now is 80% similar to Dandelion's bragging?

You didn't forget about it at all, and you wanted to use a song to make excuses...

Let me make it clear first, if the melody is not good, I will return it!" She folded her hands in front of her chest, and the effect of concentrating and lifting it up was extremely magnificent.

Being pushed to the edge of the cliff by the words, Victor shrugged his shoulders, reached out to take the lute she handed over, and began to tune it calmly.

And seeing Victor's confident look, Priscilla hugged the pillow with sharp eyes, obviously intending to review the performance with the highest standards!

In fact, here, it's okay to admit that you forgot to write a poem. If you apologize sincerely, the girl will definitely forgive you.

But the second-year soul and hormones made the dragon poet decide to perform (transfer) a truly "immortal" famous song, which completely satisfied Miss Priscilla's picky soul!

What song makes him so confident?

In the time and space where Victor once lived, anyone who has something to do with society and still listens to music will have heard the melody.

——《Canon in D major》.

The most healing song in the world, the most relaxing song.

Listening to Canon when you are lost makes you feel that there is still hope in life. Listening to Canon when you are impetuous can restore your mind to peace. No matter when you listen to it, it will bring you magical comfort.

And when it is used to interpret love, then every moment when the notes jump is the heartbeat of love coming.

Five strings sound.

The lute ripples in his hands, and the same melody of several parts appears in turn, and the melody of one part always follows another part.

They staggered, imitated each other, chased each other and entangled, from the beginning to the end... the last little summary, the last chord, they merged together and never separated.

This lingering and sad touch goes straight to the heart, just like two people chasing each other through life and death, crossing the barriers of time and space, culture and race.

When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered.

The woman opened her eyes and stared at the man.

"Victor Corleone, you are a clumsy liar! This song cannot be written for me..." Holding his face with both hands, Priscilla's eyes were misty, "But I forgive you, forgive your deception, forgive your rudeness, and even want to say thank you!

Because she is really too beautiful.

Now tell me, what is her name?"

"..., Canon in D major."

With her cheeks flying, Priscilla took a deep breath and kissed Victor fiercely until he had difficulty breathing.

Brilliant and powerful, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

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