Witcher's Atelier

“A long time ago, the being who ruled Velen was the ‘Fairy Mother’ and her three daughters.

It is said that there was only one lady in the beginning...

Fairy Mother. Erudite woman. Mrs. Lin came from a far away place, and her loneliness made her miserable, so she made three daughters out of mud and water - Po Po, Po Po Zhi and Po Po Ni.

Cooking Po cooks sumptuous food.

The Weaver made exquisite clothes.

Namba listens to the people's requests.

The extraordinary beauty and pure hearts of the four ladies illuminate all the dark corners of Willen and bring people a happy life.

Every spring, on the night of the Lady of the Forest's feast, when villagers sacrifice grain, animals, and people, her daughter relays the people's requests to her and speaks for her.

A harmonious and loving life is a joyful one.

But as time passed, the fairy mother gradually became insane, and her madness spread to the entire land, causing many people to abandon their homes and walk into the swamp to become food for monsters. Blood and cries flowed all over Willen.

Faced with this tragic picture, her daughters Zhuo Po, Zhi Po and Num Po couldn't bear it and decided to stop it.

When spring came again, on the night of the sacrifice, they killed their mother, buried her in the swamp, and used the blood of the fairy mother to irrigate the oak tree on Yard Sabin (the Druid Circle). The giant tree will bear plump and abundant fruits for the people to eat every year.

Although the Lady of the Woods died, her immortal soul refused to leave her beloved land, so the three sisters chose to seal her away.

Legend has it that her spirit still lives beneath the Whispering Hills, whispering her rage. "

──"She Who Knows"

…

autumn. The sun is shining brightly at noon, so. In the Velen region of the Kingdom of Temeria, on the dirt road overgrown with weeds on the left side of the road, two knights, a man and a woman, were riding slowly side by side.

The man among them narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the woman's recitation of the literature, "She who is omniscient...be careful! Fairy tales often have some real parts hidden in the details!

If there are no surprises, what we have to deal with this time are the three daughters of the Fairy Mother - Po Po Po, Po Po Zhi and Po Po Ni. "

Raising her hands to comb her straw-like blond hair, the lively girl's mouth turned up, and her pure white pupils were mysterious and mysterious, "What are the real parts hidden in the details...?"

The young man she consulted had four knife marks on his face. The new and solid leather armor under his cloak seemed to belong to a nobleman, but his mutated pupils showed that he was also a witcher.

"Needless to say, the extraordinary beauty and pure heart are of course... fake. Before facing them, be prepared to vomit.

The real part is like the two warnings we saw on the village notice board earlier.

──《Warning》──

Be careful! If you are in the swamp and see branches hanging from the trees there is a feast of gingerbread, honey apples, fried pies or pies. No matter how loud your stomach growls, just turn around. Whoever eats those things will never be seen again in the world.

──《Warning》──

Think before you speak, trees have ears. "

After listening to the leader's answer, her two caterpillar-like eyebrows curled up and squirmed, and the female witcher smacked her lips, "So what you are saying is that these three old witches live in a gingerbread house in the swamp and eat human flesh for a living. , and then be able to monitor the sounds of the Wellen area through the woods?

So if we speak ill of them now, will we be heard? "

"Hmph... omniscience is impossible, and it is even more of a dream to cover the whole of Velen. That is the domain of the gods. If they can do this, why do they still stay in the swamp?

But it is certain that at least there are many of their eyes and ears in the southern forest. Next, they will enter their sphere of influence. I will start to use pronouns. For now, let’s call them Selena, Xibi, and Ella! "

Although his words were cautious, the young man's expression was gentle and relaxed, and his attitude was obviously that he valued the three witches strategically and despised them tactically.

After experiencing the oppression of the Mirror Master, he now knew that, as the demon said, there were not many monsters he still needed to fear in the world...

In the midst of chatting and laughing, the political core of the Willen region. The mountain city "Crow's Nest" ruled by the Bloody Baron appeared not far ahead.

Seeing that their destination was close at hand, the two witchers looked at each other and made a tacit understanding to speed up.

…

"ask"

"Dear well-wishers,

Because there was no better food, I could only feed my little ghost waffles made from acorn squash powder. They lay on the straw for three days, their stomachs growling horribly, their condition getting worse and worse, and they cried all day and night. If you can help in any way, come to my house. I have nothing to give you in return, I can only give you my most sincere thanks and pray for you. "

─Vichy

…

Stopping in front of the ditch and leading the horses across the trestle, compared with the last time I visited, the dilapidation of the crow's nest became more obvious, and the depression of the market was visible to the naked eye.

What's interesting is that when they see the mutated eyes of Victor or Angouleme and realize that they are witchers, no matter what the residents of the city think, they will lower their heads and pay tribute.

This is Philip the Bloody Baron. Strenger, the order issued half a year ago, violators will be punished with five horse whips or corresponding material punishment.

Confirming this wonderful phenomenon, Victor touched his nose and felt happy. It seems that it is not difficult to correct the discrimination and improve the status of the witcher! As long as there is enough power, nothing can be changed.

Unfortunately, his happy mood quickly faded after he stepped into the Crow's Nest Fortress.

Bandaged and wounded warriors could be seen everywhere, and there was still fear in their eyes, just like the embarrassment of a defeated battle. All kinds of phenomena clearly indicated that something was happening ahead of time, and things happening ahead of time meant losing control.

Victor hated losing control.

He pulled a captain to report irritably. I remembered that the guy's name was Shaflin. Under his guidance, the old friend of the people of Velen, the Phantom Troupe, soon entered the bunker and met Sergeant Odal.

The sergeant did not mean to make things difficult for the two.

Not long after, they met the bloody baron Philip Strenger in the bedroom with a burning fire.

However, he was completely different from the last time they met. The once majestic and heroic baron was now disheveled, his eyes were swollen and black, and his red robe that had not been washed for a long time had turned dark brown. It seemed that he was not in a good condition.

But surprisingly, he didn't smell of alcohol at this moment.

And the unconscious old woman on the bed, if nothing unexpected happened, must be the Baron's wife, Anna Strenger.

Sighing in confusion, Victor took a deep breath to calm his dissatisfaction, "Sir, what is the situation now?

I clearly said that you just need to investigate the specific location, don't do it yourself, wait for me to come back and solve the problem. Why are you so anxious?"

Looking up at the witcher, the bloody baron's whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he smiled bitterly.

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