Witcher's Atelier

"When you are alone, you can best see a person's true qualities." This proverb in Bell Town aptly describes the torment that the witcher apprentice is facing now.

If there are only these three ghouls enjoying "Nantaimori", he is confident that he can solve them with the silver sword alone after a period of entanglement. But if during the entanglement, several more want to join in the fun, then he will be forced to use the wolf school secret to solve the problem.

He does not want to use the secret, the "honeycomb" explosion is too loud, and it is easy to leave traces and let people discover the existence of the sophisticated bomb; and he is even more reluctant to use the "Dancing Star", the key material "Zericania Explosive Powder" has been consumed by the giant thorn demon tree, and he wants to keep a few "incendiary bombs" until the day when he has to use them.

Another stable method is to use potions. Blizzard, Thunder and Tawny Owl, drink the three-piece set of burst potion, and apply a can of corpse-eating biological oil on the silver sword, which can also deal with a number far exceeding three, even if four or five jump out to have a party.

Unfortunately, this involves the problem of him wanting to save potions. Blizzard and Thunder each require some relatively rare materials. Thunder needs Anderegg embryos, and Blizzard needs golem hearts or Kikimo glands as a substitute. These two are not only not available in the market, but also not heard of near Vizima. This situation is very embarrassing.

So in just a few minutes, the boy realized his weakness. He is not only a frugal man. When Lambert or Angouleme is not around, he also lacks that kind of arrogant courage and fearless strength.

Although he had experienced some battles, he still preferred the guidance of the witcher Eskar: "When we can choose a method, we always choose the safest one."

So, with the same steady steps as when he came, the boy retreated step by step. He had already thought about how to set up more than ten bear traps for them tomorrow, and each bite was covered with corpse-eating biological oil, so that all the ghouls could be easily knocked down. And this method that couldn't be safer could be done within 200 orens.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Victor suddenly heard a low panting sound from behind him, and the cold sense of death crisis rushed from the tail end of the spine to the back of the head──

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No──Awakened from the nightmare, Angouleme suddenly jumped up from the bed, and Catherine on the perch by the window was also frightened by her scream. She flapped her wings and flew to the head of the bed, making a squeak...squeak...sound, trying to calm down the sweaty Angouleme.

The girl realized that she was just dreaming in her bed. She breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to hug her partner gently. "Oh my god, it's so scary. Catherine, you know, I just had a terrible nightmare."

"Yuan...Yuan..." Catherine hummed.

"What!? What dream do you want to know?"

After taking a breath, Angouleme calmed down.

"…Okay…I'll tell you this in particular.

I dreamed that…the captain and I were in a desolate graveyard, surrounded by a large army of ghouls. There were countless of them, drooling, with fangs and claws bared, and we kept rushing over. We fought back desperately until we finally couldn't hold on any longer.

──Wick suddenly shouted, 'I don't want to be a human anymore!'

Then lightning struck the sky, and the captain's whole body gushed steam, and he swelled into a smooth giant. Those ordinary ghouls were not even as big as his nostrils. The captain then slapped them into a meat paste one by one, and one of the fatter ones was hung upside down and torn in half..."

"Gaga!" Hearing this, Catherine made an innocent short sound, probably because she felt that there were too many complaints about this dream and didn't know where to start.

And Angouleme's long and lingering nightmare narrative continued, with no sign of stopping in the short term.

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The current situation is just like the famous saying that wise men would say, "This is a bad moment, but everything is still under control."

Slowly turning around, the two ordinary ghouls who did not catch up to join the "Nantaimori" feast appeared behind Victor, panting.

They opened their mouths, drooling and showing their sharp teeth, and roared in protest, as if wondering how a living thing could appear in front of them. Although he was not as fragrant as a rotten corpse, he still smelled really good.

The boy remained calm. At this time, it was like facing a beast. Panic or running away would only immediately stimulate its ferocity, and even attract the three ghouls that were eating nearby.

He gently took out the genuine "Dancing Star" from the herbal bag. It was not a powder that needed to be mixed, but an excellent work produced by the incredible alchemy with materials such as Zerecania Explosive Powder, sulfur, saltpeter, and Stanford Dust.

With an elegant gesture, Victor threw the "Dancing Star" in his hand lightly to the three ghouls who were eating hard behind him.

When there was a loud bang behind him, a real man would never look back at the explosion. He would draw the silver sword behind him, and when the two ghouls in front of him were distracted by the fire, he would quickly step forward and attack, and successfully remove the entire arm of one of the ghouls.

Then before the first snow fell, the body memory of countless "wooden comb piles" and "windmills" instructed Victor to turn around and retreat immediately after a successful attack, successfully avoiding the other one's bite and resuming the confrontation.

Noticing that the ghoul that lost a claw and gushed out blood did not seem to shrink back, but instead fell into a state of madness. Its roaring, frantic and eager appearance made the apprentice happy instead of surprised.

An alien "creature" is still a "creature" after all. "As if" it is not affected by the injury is just "as if". If the ghoul shrinks and runs away, the boy will worry that it will return to its nest to call friends.

You are doing well... Let's end this as soon as possible. ——Raise the hilt above the head, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards and slightly backwards.

When the boy first learned this "top position", he was influenced by the game and pointed the tip of the sword directly behind or even directly below, and then he was taught a lesson by Vesemir. When Lambert and Eskar came back in the winter, they saw the posture imitated by the demon hunter and laughed at him for half a month. The degree was so bad that he couldn't help grinning when he met an apprentice.

——Raise the hilt above the head, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards and slightly backwards. If the opponent attacks blindly, "top position" allows you to end the battle with a fast and powerful chop.

Although in most cases your opponent will take this into consideration and make corresponding countermeasures, it is obviously not the case for the frenzied ghoul.

Facing the blindly rushing monster, Geralt, Sekiro, and Nioh are with me at this moment.

The silver sword slashed down - Victor wishes you a happy new year!

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The following one-on-one process was unremarkable. It can only be said that in order to ensure the freshness of the ghoul blood, ghoul teeth, monster liver and venom extract, the last ghoul was not as lucky as its frenzied companions, and its death process was long and painful.

A few days ago, the crescent moon was crescent, and today the moonlight illumination effect is worse. Fortunately, the three ghouls bathed in the dancing stars drove away the darkness, burned themselves to illuminate the grave, and illuminated Victor's vision.

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