Witcher's Atelier

Speaking of the famous "Vanilla Cabaret" on the mainland, everyone knows that it was renovated from the Vanilla Hotel presented by Hawthorne I and started and operated by the bard Dandelion.

In the early days, there were only three members of the board of directors. In order of shareholding ratio, they were Dandelion and Pucilla. Kalenita, and the dwarf Zoltan. Ziva.

And for thousands of years, the aura that has made the Vanilla Cabaret never fade from brick to brick stems from the performance that was talked about by later generations on the opening day. Its sharpness can only be matched by "Phantom of the Opera" released a few years later.

——The three best bards recognized in the world join forces to perform together for the first and last time, the classic among classics: "Canon in D Major".

From then on, with the prestige of the sage, the legend of this unreplicable performance gradually increased, and finally reached a point where it was unprecedented and unprecedented; in the future, even drunkards peeing in the corner outside the house would be invited to the Wangli Conservatory of Music to share the performance. My thoughts when I listened to it showed how magical it was.

However, just when the notes had just settled, it was just an ordinary performance that was cheered by the whole house. Only a few people at the scene truly understood the beauty of this music...

──Excerpted from "History of Continental Music─Understanding the Development and Evolution of Music in the Victorian Period"

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──The end of the song. Buzzing.

Putting down the instrument as the audience applauded and cheered, Victor. Corleone catches Pucilla who cannot help herself. Karenita, the two started kissing passionately on the stage, while Dandelion took two steps back and took the lead in smiling and applauding.

The bard gave his heartfelt blessing. If it were someone else who kissed Pucilla deeply, he might not be able to conceal his jealousy, but for Victor who wrote such a divine song, he was convinced.

Everyone writes songs to pick up girls, why are you so good?

As he recognized himself as the best music expert in the North, he knew from the first time he heard "Canon in D Major" that no matter how time flies, the melodiousness of this music will never go out of style, and all women will fall in love with it. It is dedicated to her people.

After Shao stopped kissing Victor, Priscilla turned around and hugged Dandelion, and then the three of them held hands and bowed together.

After they stepped down, the warm and happy atmosphere was succeeded by eight young and beautiful girls, who brought a cancan dance performance from the east of Serikania, making the dance hall even more cheerful and lively.

There was a cup of wine in the corner, Angouleme took Dandelion, Pucilla and Zoltan, and the four of them sat together laughing and celebrating.

As for Victor, he went to the box on the second floor to deal with an important guest——

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"Dong dong" there was a knock on the door, the bathhouse king among the Big Three of Novigrad. Sigismund. Dijkstra was holding a glass of red wine, staring at the dancing thighs on the stage and laughing.

When the door opened, he didn't look back. With Ha Bin guarding the outside, the only one who could come in was that man.

"Is this the characteristic dance of your hometown? The choreography is really interesting to watch. I dare say it will be popularized at noble banquets soon!"

"I just provide suggestions. The main choreographer is Polly. She is an excellent professional woman and can turn my clumsy descriptions into elegant movements." The young witcher walked to the side and explained.

"So, is that the woman who was domestically abused? It's not in vain that you asked me to send her husband to the mines to cultivate his character. This can be regarded as a sacrifice for art."

Victor shrugged, "I believe history will remember his efforts."

Dijkstra laughed and then shook his head, "It's a pleasure to talk to you. Compared to the cancan, your performance is more valuable. Canon in D major is the gentlest music I have ever heard. Why is it not paired with beautiful music?" lyrics?"

"I don't think lyrics are needed, the melody alone is enough. Everyone can find their own emotion in it."

"...I see, it's a very interesting idea, worthy of being an artist."

After a slight pause, Dijkstra filled the boy with red wine and changed his tone, "Now let's talk about business."

"Of course," the witcher toasted, "One of the three giants would never visit to congratulate the opening of the cabaret."

The corners of his mouth raised, Dijkstra's green eyes narrowed, "That's right, five days ago, a fire broke out in the witch hunter base in Biz District. More than 30 witch hunters, including the warden, were all burned. Die in a building.

Although the post-mortem examinations were all unrecognizable, my excellent coroner swore that all the deceased had been brutally tortured before their death, and the direct cause of death for most people was not burning to death.

I believe them.

I suspect the murderer is someone with a grudge against the witch hunter.

And coincidentally, I thought of a sorceress who had just left there not long ago, so I couldn't help but come over and ask. "

Sipping red wine, the witcher's eyes were serene, "No need to beat around the bush, this is the right thing to do by Ciel Tansavier. She was also attacked with my sister, who has always had great enthusiasm for killing and frying raped criminals." .

I'm not very clear on the specific details. I've been discussing carving techniques with the newly hired craftsmen these past few days, or rehearsing music with Pucilla.

Ciel took revenge and left Novigrad the next day. If you want to know more about the inside story of the murder, can I ask Angoulin to come up and tell you himself? "

"Tsk, tsk, no, thank you for your frank information," Dijkstra said thoughtfully, stroking his chin with a sparse short beard, "Just confirm who did this, I don't care about the details.

But can you satisfy my curiosity again?

As far as I know, Sile must have been completely disabled due to the extreme hospitality she received from the witch hunters. According to the feedback Habin gave me, she will never be able to recover, let alone cast a spell? "

"No problem, it's not a secret anyway, more and more people will know about it soon.

She really didn't want to live at that time, so I made Xi'er a deal I couldn't refuse: use the precious potion that could cure her in exchange for the sorceress's loyalty and serve me for three years from now. "

"There is such a potion! Is that a near-death injury?"

"The world is full of wonders, and besides, I'm an alchemist!"

Victor choked Dijkstra with a natural look on his face.

Originally, the spy chief would understand if the witcher tried to shirk or conceal something, but he would use words to talk it out. However, the other party's casual confession left him speechless.

As he said before, his "another curiosity" was indeed satisfied. In the current atmosphere, any questioning seemed petty, so he changed his perspective and said, "Asking for the loyalty of a sorceress, what the hell! Victor, what do you think?

Those cousins ​​are never trustworthy. When they get what they want, they will kick you away immediately! "

"This should be considered experience sharing? Philippa Earhart?"

"Damn it! You can't make friends if you keep exposing people's wounds like this."

"Thank you for your advice, but I believe in Xi'er's loyalty and the bond between us...Have you ever heard of the Will of Fire?"

Not understanding what he meant, Dijkstra scoffed.

The young witcher smiled, "Okay! Let's put it another way. At least until we kill Radovid, she has the same goal as us!"

Shaking his head speechlessly, the fat and white man took out two cigars from the box, threw one to Victor, and lit one himself.

"Are you leaving Novigrad tomorrow?"

"Yes, that's right. I'm going to take Angoulan south. Willen may have clues about Ciri."

"Leave everything to me, you are so laid-back. By the way, I am considering whether the remnants of La Temeria can join the gang. I believe you are familiar with the name Vernon Roche?"

Victor didn't feel surprised when he heard this name. For these well-informed and evil people, it was strange that people with useful value were ignored and would never be forgotten.

"Of course, I am friends with him, and I am also familiar with his adjutant Weiss. I think your idea is very good.

His Majesty Radovid's promise to restore Temeria, but now it seems that the chance of rejection is increasing, they are a force that can be fought for!

As far as I know, the Blue Iron Guards are hiding in the misty valley northeast of Oxenfurt. You can send someone to contact them and have a look. "

"Hmm~ How did you find them?" Dijkstra looked surprised.

Victor winked, "Of course I can't find it, it's Geralt."

An unexpected but reasonable name.

There was a moment of silence.

The giant man took out a puff of cigar smoke and said, "..., that bastard always appears in strange places."

"Always appear in key places." The young man puffed out a puff of cigar smoke.

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