Witcher's Atelier

For Shani, today is a day of relaxation and laughter that she has not had in a long time, a happy day.

An unprejudiced boy, a frank and interesting girl, coupled with delicious red wine braised beef, brioche brioche bread, and onion soup seasoned with bay leaves and thyme, she felt that she could not ask for more.

But the surprise that fate brought to her was obviously more than that, "Oh my God! "Basic Principles of Pathomorphology" and "Forensic Medicine"... How come you have these two books here!?"

The simple explanation is that I bought it from a banker out of my little hobby of anatomy.

...To meet her request, the master gave the doctor a comfortable armchair in the alchemy room for easy reading, as well as a pot of rose tea. Then he also picked up a notebook and began to study by himself.

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Night - Vizima Temple Area -

Before coming to visit, Shani had never expected that she would stay at Victor's house until the curfew was about to come, let alone that the troubled boy would send her home.

The crescent moon is curved, and the pace is slow and leisurely. Shani brushes away the red hair that falls in front of her eyes, "Wouldn't it disturb you too much today? You usually go out to work in the afternoon, right?"

The evening breeze was blowing, and his posture was calm. Victor tightened the hook on the waist of the leather armor. "It doesn't matter. I haven't received the tools I commissioned from the blacksmith. Even if I go out of the city, I still go to the lake to practice swimming with Yu Tou."

"Ha, the relationship between you is really interesting. She is obviously older, but the actual feeling of getting along is completely reversed. You are almost like her brother.

Although she doesn't understand much, don't be too harsh on her, she is still a child, ah... Of course you are 'fairly' too. "Speaking of the last two sentences, the doctor began to snicker maliciously.

"Forget it, Shani, you are only two years older than Angouleme, and seven years older than me. Don't you feel awkward calling us children like children?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Victor himself started to Smirk.

Because he suddenly wanted to understand that to be honest, the doctor was actually three years older than Xili. To put it this way, Bai Lang. Geralt is really naughty enough, and he can actually attack girls around the same age as his own daughter. Isn't this the story of a hundred-year-old grandfather and a young girl? ?

Of course, the young lady Shani could not know that the young man was thinking about such a "discourteous" thing. She continued: "On the surface, it seems that the age is not much different, but it may be the influence of the growing environment, which always makes people feel that Angouleme Some ideas are still very naive, and some places are too mature.

And I have to say that working in a hospital makes you age very quickly! I mean the mind, but also the ‘skin’. "At this point, she smiled and pointed to her cheek, which was covered with rashes caused by wearing the raven mask for a long time.

Victor smiled softly, "You are too modest, doctor. Believe me, you are in the best time now. You came from the east of Serikania and have traveled through Kaedwen, Aedirn, and Tai in the past two years." In the Three Kingdoms and Five Cities of Moria, I have never seen a more attractive woman than you." Victor's expression was sincere when he said this.

"Well, don't worry about the rash. I know a cooling ointment is very effective in treating it. I will mix it up and take it to the hospital for you tomorrow morning."

Shani smiled with her dimples showing: "Would this be too much trouble for you? I seem to have to take away a lot of things."

Victor shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter, "It doesn't matter. Those disinfectants are nothing. They can help the hospital. I am also very happy. You are the most respectable group of people."

After going downstairs and opening the door in the morning, Angouleme naturally took out the alcohol made by Victor to clean Shani's hands. Although it was not easy for people in the Middle Ages to prepare the exact concentration, it did not mean that they did not know what kind of alcohol was more effective in disinfecting. .

But after hearing the doctor's praise, the young girl didn't feel sorry for him, so she gave him three big buckets.

When the boy returned home, he found out and had no objections. Although he lacked the enthusiasm to take the initiative, he was still willing to respect and support the medical staff.

After sending Shani back to the rental house safely, her old lady landlord glanced up and down with strange eyes, Victor returned home before the curfew.

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Take a walk with me on the streets of Vizima

Don't stop until all the lights go out

──"Vezima" Anonymous

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The afternoon of the second day──Swamp Forest──

The elf commander used curious eyes to study the new tools that the Phantom Troupe brought and installed in the crypt today, "Wick, did you design this strange-shaped trap yourself?"

From the appearance, it can be easily understood as a three-dimensional structure with several layers of a bear trap assembled.

"Yes, I call it a tree trap. It will be the destined natural enemy of creatures like the giant thorn demon tree."

Next, Victor's every move was very calm. He also seduced the magic tree from a specific position, and used the iron umbrella to block the long-range acid. But this time when the magic tree came out, it was immediately surrounded by a circle of machines. Trapped in place.

The fangs on the trap were all silver-plated and smeared with the witcher's special Cursed Creature Sword Oil. Yayiwen observed... the moment he was bitten, the plant twisted wildly to a degree far beyond that of being burned by fire. It seemed that that It must taste extremely unpleasant.

Approaching with an anti-acid liquid iron umbrella, Victor stabbed deeply into the core of the magic tree with his silver sword, ending the mysterious plant's struggle. The remaining work was just to collect the sap, cut down the tentacles, and break it down into alchemy materials. That’s all.

The commander could easily judge that the shielding effect of the iron umbrella could be replaced by other items, and as long as he had this trap, even a farmer could get rid of the bloodthirsty plants in a very short time. The day it became popular was indeed the day when the "cursed bud" became extinct.

Unfortunately, it would not have the opportunity to be popularized, because of its expensive cost and it was a disposable tool. Several frames and silver-plated saw teeth had been deformed and damaged by the dying struggle of the magic tree.

After visiting the latest weapons of the witcher apprentice again, Victor could feel that after Yawen saw this prop, his eyes became warmer, and there was a hint of respect for the expert.

After demonstrating the operation method, the girl group members continued to collect the tentacles and sap of the magic tree. The young leader stood up and walked to the side to start an impure communication with the elf commander.

He took out the banker's reply from the herbal bag and handed it to Yawen. He did not avoid Victor, but opened the letter written by Goran Vivaldi in front of him, and then quickly folded it up.

"Will you be returning to the city soon today?"

"After collecting these materials, I will use the 'Dancing Star' powder to deal with the remaining magic trees that are closer to the logging area. I will go back in about three hours before dark and rush to the city guard post to collect the bounty."

"That's no problem. I'll trouble you to send a letter later. I'll have someone bring it to you before leaving the forest." After saying that, the elf paused for a moment, and stared at the blue pupils of the boy with his narrow eyes. "There is another question that is not very important, but I really want to hear your answer.

Tell me... The bounty of four hundred Orens, this trap alone will cost about one hundred. You risked your life to enter the forest for this, plus the loss of fire powder, the production of iron umbrellas, and living expenses... Is it really worth it?"

Touching his nose, Victor replied: "... Traps don't count. That's an additional expense for my personal collection of materials. And although Orens doesn't make much, I won a lot of other things, such as monster materials, demon hunting experience, and a good reputation."

The plain face with four knife marks engraved on it looked satisfied when he said these words.

Thanks for every collection, every recommendation, and every word of encouragement. Thanks to book friend Gu Sze for the reward and encouragement.