Witcher's Atelier

It wasn't until the moon was high that the Phantom Troupe finally returned to the alchemy room at home.

Sitting in the easy chair, the young man recalled the stormy seas he had spent all day, and he still had lingering fears when he reflected on himself. Especially the last encounter with the sorceress was shocking at every step.

If it were other time-traveling experts, they might have turned on the flirting mode on the spot, and after some magical operations. You don’t even have to go back to your own home tonight.

It's a pity that this opportunity does not belong to you.

You must know that he is Victor from Belltown, not Geralt of Rivia; a mere apprentice, not a skilled master.

Without the fame accumulated over a century-long career, and without the strength that cannot be ignored, do you want the sorceress to take a serious look at her, and have some stories that must be told happen? It’s more practical to go to bed early and dream about everything.

"At this time, Victor never imagined that today is just the prologue, and the countless entanglements between him and Keira Metz have just begun."

"...!?"

The boy in the easy chair slowly tilted his head and glared at the girl sideways, while her eyes rolled roundly, with a pretended innocent face, "Angouleme, let me warn you again, when I am thinking about something, don't add random narrations! "

A fire is lit in the center of the alchemy room, and the aroma of lavender floats from the cauldron. This sweetness can relax people, relieve mental fatigue, and create a harmonious sense of security.

"Hehehe," she smiled quite obscenely - although it is very rude to describe a girl like this, it is very appropriate to use it here. "Wick! Do you dare to say that you haven't thought about it at all?

Oh my God, such a beautiful woman, and as far as I know, there is a tradition for sorceresses and witchers to have sex. For example, when my uncle was in Toussaint, he had sex with a woman named Fringilla Women get together! "

"Angouleme, please don't talk nonsense about the tradition of witchers, okay? There is only one witcher you know, Geralt, and he cannot be the standard of judgment at all.

Listen, the vast majority of witchers, like me, my senior brother Eskar, or Master Vesemir, we hunt monsters diligently like old farmers. We don’t call the king a brother, and we don’t talk to the women either. Warlock goes to bed.

Strictly speaking, as far as I know, there is only one witcher who has been dragged into bed by a sorceress in the past hundred years. "

"But during today's conversation, I saw that you had been staring at her feet. Do you have a strange preference for feet?"

"…not at all."

"But you haven't dared to look up, or even look at her pussy. Doesn't that mean you like her, so you're shy?"

"…………."

"I dare you——" Angouleme suddenly closed her mouth tightly because she noticed that something was wrong with the leader's glare.

This expression is very familiar to the girl. It is a non-negotiable expression. The leader always has this expression when asking her to study, asking her to swim, or dragging her for a morning jog.

His tone was decisive, "I don't plan to have anything happen to her! At least not now. I just want to collect materials honestly and study hard. Little people like us must have the self-consciousness of little people!" His attitude was unquestionable. .

Angouleme lowered his head sadly.

…

Half an hour later, after roughly thinking about tomorrow's demon hunting plan, the boy got up from the easy chair and prepared to make a "dancing star", also commonly known as an "incendiary bomb", a weapon against plants. However, he was shocked to find that the girl was still sitting next to him. He looked like he was about to speak but stopped talking.

After leaving the state of contemplation and becoming an old father, Victor realized that his reaction just now was inappropriate. After all, the girl was just joking with him.

So he grinned and made an ugly face, "Okay, don't look aggrieved, just say what you have to say!"

The girl lowered her head and trembled slightly, looking really hurt.

"My acting skills are getting better and better..." Victor thought, "It's a pity that it's useless to me." Then he stood up and kicked him.

Angouleme instantly bounced away from the distance like a rabbit, and was about to complain──

"──If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I have a lot of things to make tonight!" He said first.

With a helpless sigh, the girl sat back on the chair and started to have a deep conversation with a solemn expression.

This scene made Victor raise his eyebrows, dragging the chair back next to her and sitting down, somewhat curious about what the wild man wanted to say.

After thinking for a while, she said: "Well... Okay... I'm sorry for making those sorceress jokes because I feel a little tired and want to talk to you but don't know what to say.

...Maybe... I had such a crazy day today... I was hunted down twice in a row, and then twelve people died in front of my eyes.

I met the leader of the Scoia'tael and a large number of elves under his command, and was taken to the Knights for questioning. They were all fully armed.

I saw the beautiful sorceress and the master of the knights talking about things that the king spoke but the nobles did not.

Well, I know I'm a fool and can't understand that, but that doesn't mean I won't be troubled..."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became softer, but the boy already knew that the girl's current low mood was caused by excessive pressure.

Unlike Victor, Angouleme always knew what was going on. Instead, she passively followed the boy to escape and kill him all day long. In addition, she couldn't help but meet one so-called "big shot" after another. It's no wonder that she had some At a loss.

Speaking of which, the brigade's journey from Vergen to Vizima was full of disasters. The Big Octopus, the Scoia'tael, Thales, the Ram Gang, Falvik... it was really difficult for her to accompany her. Overcoming obstacles.

Thinking of this, Victor reached out and ruffled her straw-like blond hair: "Okay, okay, it's okay, you have to believe in your leader, he always has a plan.

In fact, I just decided on a new plan-we will take a day off tomorrow, you can go out and play by yourself without studying, and the leader will also sponsor a bag of Oren gold coins, so that you can take Catherine wherever you want and eat whatever you want.

We have worked so hard for so long, it's time to relax, right?"

"Really?" The gloom on Angouleme's face was swept away in an instant, and she smiled and asked: "Great, then can I ask the leader where he plans to go?"

Meliteli, single-celled organisms will never die, and Angouleme is the best proof.

Victor smiled and spread his hands: "I will go to 'Desire Thighs' to relax in the afternoon."

...

The next morning, when the girl took the sponsorship and the small treasury to play in the 'Trade Zone', the most prosperous and lively area of ​​Vizima, the boy was staying in the residence where the 'Falvik Mercenary' had hidden before.

Although they have now moved to the morgue, Victor still gave his gang five Orens and asked him to lead the way to this two-story building.

Victor hoped to find information about the "wandering wizard" because his eyes and gestures before escaping did not seem like he would give up easily.

Unfortunately, until he left at noon, the boy did not find any valuable clues, only an unsent letter──

"Dear Britney!

We have arrived safely in Vizima. The goods brought from Elland are very popular and will probably be sold out in two or three days.

My dear Britney, I will soon bring back a lot of Oren, so that you can't count them for several days!

Tell the little ones that Daddy is coming home soon. Tell them that I will bring toys and food back, and I will let them eat honey cake until their stomachs burst!

As for you, Britney, I will bring you a silver necklace and brooch. Although you are sometimes very fierce, I still love you, you little goblin.

-Love you Justin

Note: Remember to wear the pajamas with lace and red beads and wait for me to come back, and put on some lipstick."

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