Witcher's Atelier

Tonight on the Bridge of Saint Gregory.

From the east of Zericania, across the Koraz Desert, born in the storm, the Immaculate who is the favorite of Meliteli. The Dragonborn Poet, the Fist of the East Fighter, the Dragon of Bell Town, the Alchemist of the Witcher, the Almighty King of the Warrior's Road. The Burning Prophet, the Overlord of the Arena, the Bear Crusher with Bare Hands, the Nightmare Transcendence, the Sword Slayer, the Leader of the Phantom Troupe, the Pirate King of Skellige. The Enemy of Giants, the Arbitrator of the Big Octopus, the Champion of the Knights of Toussaint, the Unparalleled Floating Harbor, the Conscience of Lomne, and the Savior of the Elves.

The founder of the Bo School, the Gospel of Baldheads.

The Dawn. The Vampire Killer. The Last Dragon Slayer Duwakin──Victor of Keldor. Viscount Corleone.

He killed from the south of the bridge to the north of the bridge, and then from the north of the bridge to the south of the bridge, and went in and out of the array of witch hunters seven times, like Zhao Zilong of Changshan, and Lü Fengxian of Wuyuan in a trance!

As if entering an empty land!

He fulfilled his pre-war declaration to Vernon Roche: "Tonight, I will lead the charge!"

The hard work of the past few years has all borne fruit tonight.

The handmade leather armor he is wearing now is inlaid with deflection runes, which can make him immune to crossbow shooting; the steel sword of the Lake Lady in his hand has its own regretless lake light, which can break the sky and crack the domain when it turns.

This set of god-level equipment, combined with the blessing of various unscientific potions of the witcher, really makes people feel like a full-level big account returning to the novice village, and one sword kills a kid...

The witch hunter team led by Radovid was originally hit by several rounds of arrow rain commanded by Weiss, but with the king in charge, they still maintained a high morale of being able to fight and dare to fight, especially the numerical advantage, and there was no fundamental change.

Even if the conspirator Dijkstra is one of the four giants of Novigrad, he can't send a large number of guerrillas into the city under the eyes of the guards of the Temple of Eternal Fire.

So after calming down the chaos of the initial attack, the witch hunters actually have a chance to fight back.

But when Victor started charging, creating an overwhelming casualty ratio, the local advantage quickly turned into a local panic, which then spread into a wide-area panic, and then formed a wide-area advantage.

When the four shield guards, the backbone of the organization, tried to replicate their past success and block the witcher with their strong shields, they were killed by Victor with one punch and one sword, and the result of the witch hunter's collapse was finally irreversible.

In the chaos, no one cared about anyone else, even the king didn't know when it started, and he had been swallowed by the confused night. The remaining witch hunters could only fight on their own like headless flies.

…

So, where is Radovid?

…

In fact, His Majesty of Redania was shouting for help in front of the closed iron gate of the north gate. His gorgeous robe with a red background and a silver eagle was soaked with sweat, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Snap" snapped his fingers, and the melody played by the prosthetic limbs was a magnificent and exciting movement.

To Victor's ears, it was as if he was in the Battle of Berlin, with thousands of cannons firing at the same time and the smell of gunpowder filling his nose; or witnessing the Battle of Red Cliffs, with hundreds of knights competing for the current and the waves washing away all heroes.

In short, it was quite exciting!

Following the music and drums, the witcher held a sword and approached Radovid V step by step.

...This is the man in front of him...

Brought terror to Novigrad. Even in the dark night, through the eternal bonfire that never goes out, the remains of the execution can be witnessed at any time in the Hierophant Square.

The charred embers left by the burning

The smiling wooden stakes of tyranny and humiliation

The hideous appearance of the victims

The twisted pain and silent wailing

All tell the same thing...

Radovid must die!

It's just a little sad that this little bald man who committed crimes against humanity behaved quite disgracefully when facing the moment of trial. He rolled and crawled and shouted loudly, which really didn't live up to his countless crimes.

The cruel tyrant who used to be high and mighty and treated people as nothing, revealed his pathetic nature of cowardice when he faced a crisis.

The panicked and desperate appearance of the scoundrel, and the domineering image of self-righteousness and wisdom, contrasted in sharp irony.

How arrogant he was in the past, how ridiculous he is now! But it was such an immature guy who caused so many innocent people to bleed...

"Don't come over! Don't come over!" Radovid shouted hoarsely.

Victor shook his head.

...This feeling...

...A long-lost feeling,

What ignited in my heart...

The conviction of "evil" and the feeling similar to "anger"

"The pale blue flame burned quietly in my heart. There has never been a moment when I was so sure that what I was about to do was just!"

...

Seeing Victor getting closer and closer, the iron gate on the only escape route was still tightly blocked. Radovid, who was seized by fear, could only turn to the guard tower and frantically knock on the door and call.

"Open the door! I order you to open the door, open the door quickly! This is the king's order!"

In vain... in an almost desperate roar.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened.

But Radovid, who should have been overjoyed, retreated as if he saw a demon when he saw the person who opened the door.

No, even if there was a real demon behind this door, he was not so scared.

It was Philippa Ehart... the pearl of the Traitor Palace. The eyes that made Radovid's back cold countless times in his childhood were staring at Radovid fiercely, evoking all the memories he tried to forget.

"All you have to do is say please," she said.

Putting her hand to her lips, the sorceress blew out a breath, and the shining dust filled the entire space and enveloped the king's upper body.

The next moment, he covered his eyes and screamed in pain, appearing to be blind.

It is worth emphasizing that His Majesty's wailing was very ordinary, no more piercing than others.

And in the noisy background, she noticed that Victor was watching from the side, Philippa. Erhard nodded slightly and said, "Sorry... I really can't miss this pleasure."

He stopped and spread his hands to signal that the other party was welcome.

With a sweet smile, she magically conjured a dagger with a matte finish. She grabbed the king from behind and stabbed him several times. The dagger penetrated deep into his vest and penetrated his chest, making him paralyzed due to the collapse of his lungs. Make a sound.

Then she put her lips to his ear, "That's it, Radovid, we're even! At this moment, I forgive you from the bottom of my heart, for everything you've done so far."

Then with a twist of her wrist, Philippa pulled out the dagger, letting blood spurt out wildly from his torso where the arteries were damaged, but not a drop of blood was spattered by the sorceress who opened the protective shield.

In this way, the hard-hearted Radovid (V) died in cold-blooded murder.

For Redania, the death of two consecutive generations of kings by assassins is not only a recurrence of tragedy, but also the epitome of fate.

Back then, the late King Vizmir was assassinated, leaving only orphans and widowers in danger. It was only thanks to the protection of two powerful ministers, Philippa and Dijkstra, that Radovid could secure his throne.

It's a pity that when you ask what power is in this world, you just teach people to fight it with a sword?

As soon as the political situation was stabilized, Philippa sent someone to assassinate Dijkstra and drive him out of Tritog's court.

Then a few years passed, and the young king was taught every step of the way, and he chose to gouge out her eyes and try to kill her in return.

One drink and one peck, the cycle of heavenly principles!

And then in the end... the cycle of hatred came back unsatisfactory. This time Philippa seized the opportunity and blinded Radovid with an eye for an eye, leaving him no hope of a comeback.

──He stabbed his back with a dagger, warmly entertained his long-lost students, and performed the worst example of ethical relationships!

It really sucks.

But in any case, the rule of "hard-hearted" has finally come to an end.

It may take half a year to a year for Dijkstra to calm down the boiling witch-hunting sentiment among the people, but at least things are starting to move in a good direction.

After bowing slightly to Victor again to confirm that he had no intention of accompanying her, Philipba opened the portal and left.

Soon, Vernon. Roche rushed to the scene and saw the king lying in a pool of blood. He grabbed the witcher directly and said, "Well done, Wick, as expected of you! Let's get out of here quickly. There is such a serious commotion. The temple guards will be very quick." Will arrive soon."

Blinking, Victor didn't bother to explain this little misunderstanding to him.

Just before leaving, he glanced at Radovid's body again, and he suddenly remembered the chess game when they first met, thus confirming again that he did not want to play the Game of Thrones.

Turning away, the King Slayer disappeared into the alleyway of St. Gregory's Bridge.

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