Witcher's Atelier

The great writer Hugo once said: "The sewer is the conscience of a city."

This time, the exiles organized by Triss and Shier wanted to "escape" from Novigrad, so they used this conscience route.

Like Vizima, the Pearl of the North is a city built on elven ruins and has a well-functioning and spectacular sewage system.

The escape plan was very simple. Gather the spellcasters in the city, set off from the cellar of the Kingfisher Hotel, move through the sewer to the outlet of the port, and board the ship to Kevir.

In Victor's memory, the escort journey was not difficult, and there was really no obstacle to actually being the pioneer.

There were only a dozen water ghosts and a swamp witch in the whole journey, and there were no monsters that could be called bosses or powerful enemies. With the current combat power of the Phantom Troupe, it was a completely crushing journey.

However, there were still three things that surprised Victor during the relaxing mission activities.

First of all, the number of escapees was much larger than expected. When the couple arrived at the cellar of the Kingfisher Hotel, there were actually more than a hundred escapees inside, causing the team to move significantly slowly.

Secondly, there is an old friend among the escapees. Felicia. Cooley──Philippa. An apprentice mentored by Erhardt.

After an absence of many years, the last time I saw her was at the "Summit of Kings". At that time, Felicia was warned by herself to leave early, thus escaping the "Lomunne Massacre".

After that, he came to Novigrad and sold alchemical products to make a living. Relying on the good effect of the erection potion, even witch hunters are loyal customers, and her life in the city is safe.

The two people's eyes met during the chat, which was charming and soft. Victor knew that she would not mind another friendly match, but unfortunately the atmosphere and environment were not suitable and could not help relieve the mental stress.

Finally, when the team left the sewer and arrived at the port where the ship was anchored, Victor was surprised to find a "send-off" wearing a tight-fitting jacket among the people who were boarding the ship in sequence - Sigismund. Dijkstra.

He was acting like a gentleman and spoke to a sad-faced lady, "Ah... beautiful lady, why are you crying? A new life is in front of you. You shouldn't be so sad, otherwise you won't be beautiful."

Hearing his words of comfort to the refugees, Victor couldn't hide his desire to complain.

"Tsk! So you must be too sad."

"No, I was just born ugly."

Smiling, the witcher saluted his sense of humor and said, "I really didn't expect to see you here. My dear bathhouse king, I thought your willingness to contribute money and effort was your limit?"

"Don't be stupid. Since we have contributed money and effort, how can we not be there in person! You also know that I have a very old-fashioned heart."

"The newly grown Gudao Rechang? If I'm not mistaken, they started burning mages a few months ago."

"But it wasn't until recently that it was such a big deal! And... I'm looking forward to making friends with Kovir, especially with King Tankorid."

"The friendship of a king?"

"Well... I must admit that I underestimated Xi'er's role before. She almost died worthless. I really envy you for showing up at the right time and winning her service.

But to be honest, I'm more curious about how you conquered her? "

Sorry, this is prohibited!

... Hearing the temptation in the other party's words, Victor grinned and had no intention of explaining.

Upon seeing this, Dix shrugged his shoulders clearly and did not ask further questions. He nodded in greeting and turned around, seizing the opportunity to continue to gain favor with other refugees.

…

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it was approaching midnight with the bright moon in the sky. Taking advantage of the gap in queuing to board the boat, Victor and Felicia played a friendly match on the fishing net in a dark corner.

In addition, the weather was calm and the Eternal Fire did not even have a symbolic pursuer. The casters all boarded the ship and set sail smoothly.

With a simple wave of his hand, Dijkstra left the scene calmly; Sier had to go with the ship to Coville to settle the political refugees.

Originally, this task also belonged to Triss Merigold, but she was retained by Victor to help open the portal to Kaer Morhen.

So the only people who stayed at the dock and watched the ship gradually go away were Victor, Angouleme, and Triss.

The sea breeze blew across my face with sparkling waves, and the emotion of completing an epic mission shook my heart.

A surge of lofty ambition, a surge of interest, the young witcher suddenly became poetic.

"Triss, Angouleme... do you know? In fact, every time I visit Novigrad, I feel strongly that the 'city' is the mother's body, and people live in her womb... …”

Should I say he is worthy of being a dragonborn poet? Playing a gangster is so refreshing and refined.

As soon as these words came out, they were also cheering. Triss was silent in contentment, but Angouleme was cheering.

"Wow! Wick, what you said sounds so touching. So if you think about it further, we passed through the large intestine of Novigrad tonight and came out of the gate, right?"

“…….”

What you said makes so much sense, I am so speechless!

Her response by inference instantly shattered all his literary thoughts. Although there was no laughter around him, the air was filled with joy.

There was nothing to say to such vulgar people. Victor shook his head helplessly, jumped off the wooden box and prepared to leave. But he noticed that Triss was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

After a slight hesitation, "Well... something happened, and it's very serious." The sorceress cast a sideways glance, "Wick, tell me honestly, what exactly did you do to Xi'er?"

The pupils shrank slightly, and the witcher touched his chin, "Uh... I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Tch! There's no point in pretending to be stupid. It's not the first day I've met Xi'er. We've worked together at the Sorceress's Gathering for a long time.

She was not like this before. Although she was cold, arrogant, and arrogant, she would not ignore human life without any bottom line. "

"Aren't all sorceresses like this? Or maybe it's because they were hurt by witch hunters?"

"No, even if it has an impact, it won't be such a earth-shaking change.

We traveled north to Kovir, negotiated with King Tankorid, returned to Novigrad, and persuaded Dijkstra to help. I was with her the entire time, and we had many moments where we needed to communicate seriously.

So I can clearly feel that she actually doesn't care how many people die. She helped me purely because of your request.

In the past, Xi'er was at least passionate about studying magic, but now, she doesn't care about anything, not even revenge is the most important thing to her.

do you know? When I talk to her, only when I talk about you, she will show a serious expression and listen attentively.

Yes, the only thing she cares about is you──Victor. Lord Corleone──The brightest star in the night sky, a beautiful boy who meets once in four thousand years.

Don't look embarrassed and ridiculous, I'm just paraphrasing, this is Xi'er. Germany. Tanshavier's words.

Although you are a nice kid, I am not the type to judge people by their appearance, but for the 'beautiful boy you meet once in 4,000 years' thing, I think there should be no problem with my aesthetic sense.

So do you have anything to explain to me about this weird phenomenon? "

“…….”

So this is the so-called social death scene?

Silence spread for a moment.

Victor combed his hair back, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just the 'Thinking Stencil' that Philippa wanted to use on Saskia. I used it on Xi'er to become the person she cares about most and ensure that she is We are a facilitator rather than a hindrance.

Don't look at me with that subtle look. I promise I haven't done anything weird. The time limit is only three years. I have agreed with her beforehand! "

Once he opened his mouth to explain, the witcher suddenly regained his composure. After all, he asked himself, he felt he was qualified to hold his head high, and we had done nothing wrong.

Triss, who had received the answer, looked at Victor's face, which had the words "honest" written on it.

Doubtful, she turned to look at Angouleme. The girl's expression looked as if she had been constipated for many days and was in terrible pain. However, she still showed professionalism and would not smile unless she said so.

So the sorceress nodded, "...I believe you. From the perspective of the person being helped, I am not qualified to blame you. But I still want to remind you that this kind of power should be used with caution."

Then she took a few steps back and concentrated on adjusting her magic power for a moment, before the golden portal suddenly opened.

The next second, the Phantom Troupe and Triss disappeared from the Novigrad port.

…

At the same time, on the ship sailing to Kevir in the distance, Xi'er watched the light of the portal disappear, her eyes first filled with melancholy, and then turned into relief.

She is independent, her ponytail is flowing in the wind, and her black pupils are not confused at all.

"That's right! There's no need to be jealous. Angoulin can accompany Wick because he is not powerful enough to act alone. I am the most useful person in the Phantom Troupe!"

The person I used to be bound by social norms has disappeared. In front of a lifelong goal worth striving for...

──Everything is false, everything is allowed.

I. Xi'er. Germany. Tanshavier is a woman with dreams!

I want to let the world's strongest and cutest perfect creature - His Excellency Victor Corleone - shine in the world with his glorious glory!

This beautiful boy who comes once in four thousand years will be the brightest star in the night sky...

From Winter Maiden to Summer Pegasus!

From the North Star to the Southern Cross!

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