Witcher's Atelier

For some reason, the person who accompanied the brigade on the monster hunt today was actually the Scoia'tael commander Yaiwen himself. He only brought two of his men as followers, and they and Angouleme kept silent along the way. Do not participate in the communication between "leader" and "leader".

According to what Angouleme later said, these chattering, vague and obscure conversations were simply not spoken by humans.

While walking, a few rays of sunlight broke through the gaps in the clouds and the shade of the trees, and shone warmly on Yaevin and Victor.

Victor had a smile on his face: "...you know? You personally leading the way puts us under a lot of pressure, especially for my young group member. She is still a little girl and has not seen much of the world. You make her very nervous. "

──Why did you come in person?

Yayiwen was obviously in a good mood: "Oh...I can't help you on this point. In fact, I think I'm a gentle and elegant type. At least I don't have scars. Just talking about my face...Maybe you are much scarier than me. ." He joked happily.

──I don’t want to tell you.

The elf was wearing a light hunting suit and iron armor today, with a smile on his thin cheeks and not much emotion in his narrow brown eyes.

The regiment leader and the commander chatted with great interest along the way, as if they had met each other so late.

…

“To me… it’s like a flower.

An ugly, disgusting flower.

──Blasco. Tenaf’s Last Words”

…

Ninety feet away from the unknown plant ahead, which is about the length of a basketball court, Yaiwen raised his hand to signal the group of five people to stop advancing.

"Wick, is this thing the Giant Thorn Demon Tree? It's completely different from what is said in the book... It looks like this. How stupid does it take for someone to get close to it and then be preyed upon by it?" Angu Lan asked in disbelief.

"Hmm..." Not only the girl, but Victor was also a little dumbfounded. It was also the first time for him to see this kind of creature. It looked like the piranha in Mary Brothers, but the petals were specially transformed into sharp blades. , with its soft stem, it can swing flexibly and become an active poking and slashing weapon.

Looking sideways at Yayiwen, the young man asked silently with his eyes, "Are you sure you didn't take me the wrong way?"

Faced with Victor's suspicious eyes, the elf nodded affirmatively, "Yes, don't doubt it! This thing is the Giant Thorn Demon Tree."

Just because its skin is a disgusting bright brown, is this thing named the Giant Thorn Demon Tree? Wouldn't it be better to call it a giant thorn piranha? Its appearance is too different from a normal tree.

"So how stupid do you have to be to see such a weird shape and dare to get close to it, and then be attacked by it?" Feeling that there were too many flaws, the boy couldn't help but ask the girl's question.

The elf folded his hands on his chest, "Two reasons. First, the magic tree is a nocturnal creature, and its activity range is larger at night than during the day. It is also obvious under the sun, but not easy to distinguish under the moonlight."

Then Yayiwen stretched out his hand and pointed to a hole about a foot square in front of him: "Now, this is the secret of its high-speed movement, the burrow made by underground stems.

There are many such holes in a circular area with a radius of ninety feet centered on its current location. After activating the predator mode, it can easily drill in and out of these holes to launch attacks. "

Hmm... This makes things much more reasonable... After squatting down and observing the hole for a while, he used a piece of wood to scrape off a small amount of mucus inside to collect, and then Victor stood up again.

Shaking his head, the witcher apprentice said: "It's different from what I originally thought. If I just read the book, I would think it was fixed in place. Now it seems that I haven't made enough preparations. This may be the case today. I have to get it back. Let’s get some more equipment to deal with it.”

Hearing Victor's words, the elf's expression showed some surprise, and then said with a smile: "Really? But since you are coming, you must be prepared in advance. Can't you let me see the witcher's methods?"

After thinking about Yayiwen's request, the young man took off the long package on his back, untied the oilcloth to reveal the stick inside and said, "Then I'll get rid of it! You can watch it if you want. Anyway, the techniques are similar, I I don’t believe you haven’t solved it with kerosene arrows from a distance.”

Slowly opening it, the rod-shaped object turned out to be an iron umbrella, with a grounding bracket attached. The area it held up was enough to completely cover a person hiding behind it. The surface of the umbrella was smeared with a shiny substance of unknown composition.

"You guys step back first..." the witcher apprentice said.

Then he took out several packets of powder, mixed them, and sprinkled them evenly into the nearest cave. He then took out white paper and tore it into a lead, extending it from the entrance to the back of the umbrella. He said to Yayiwen: "This is the 'Dancing Star' powder. Hunter The burning agent of the magician's secret recipe."

After confirming that everyone was protected by the cover, the boy picked up the rocks and threw them from a distance. The awakened giant thorn demon tree suddenly "bang" from its original position and burrowed into the ground.

The first time it burrowed into the ground, it didn't find the right position. It was still some distance away from the boy when it popped up. It could only spray a few shots of acid from a distance, but it was blocked by the iron umbrella; The pink crypt──its fatal place sprang out.

Seeing the result, Yayiwen smiled. Although this instinctive hunting plant is ferocious, it does not have intelligence. Once a large area catches fire, it will not escape to put out the fire, but will fall into a frantic struggle until it is burned to ashes.

It didn't take long for the blazing torch transformed from the magic tree to gradually extinguish. The elf came out from behind the cover and clapped repeatedly: "Beautiful! It seems to me to be very successful. You don't seem to need any more preparations. You can be very efficient now." The solution isn’t it?”

The young man shook his head again and denied: "No..., it's a complete failure. I need to collect the magic tree sap and the magic tree tendrils. There is no use in burning them like this..."

"Hehe, I see, it's a difference of opinion. In my opinion, collecting raw materials is not important. Dealing with the magic tree is the key. You can easily do what we need to send out a team of shooters to accomplish. You are worthy of being a witcher and an expert in fighting monsters."

"Apprentice... I'm just an apprentice." Victor emphasized seriously when he was praised again.

...

After a while, after watching the three members of the Scoia'tael go away, Angouleme stretched his body in a relaxed manner, and took Catherine's teasing with his left hand, "Hehe... Actually, they are not bad people! They are very enthusiastic about our affairs, and they only want us to help a little."

Putting away the letter that Yawen entrusted to pass on before leaving, Victor sneered: "...Believe me, everyone is not bad, as long as you have no interest in them."

"No interest...?" Angouleme rolled his eyes and then asked: "Now that they are gone, what should we do next? Do we really have to go to the logging camp?"

"Of course, I wanted to go to the logging camp to take a look. This is not a deliberate reason to separate from them."

Waving his hand to let Catherine go out to move around, Angouleme looked at Victor with a serious expression, and the tangled appearance of his two thick eyebrows immediately amused Victor.

"Puha! What's going on now? What are you thinking about?"

The girl glared at the leader who was starting to act out of tune again, "...I was thinking...Wick, you don't trust Yawen or Jaques, why is that? Why didn't my intuition warn them that something was wrong, but the leader always kept it to himself?"

After collecting the acid from the magic tree into a bottle and wrapping the iron umbrella back in the oilcloth, Victor carried the long package on his back and said as he walked.

"Maybe they are really harmless to us now, so your intuition didn't warn you. I just will never fully trust any 'Hansa' leader, that's all.

As for the logic of telling Jaques that I am a 'cat faction' and not taking out the 'Dancing Star' bomb to Yawen, it is simpler. I don't want to make myself appear too valuable.

There is a saying in my hometown of Bell Town: 'Fortune calls thieves'.

Since I want to study peacefully in Vizima for a while and have already appeared in their field of vision, we should remain useful but not too conspicuous."

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