Witcher's Atelier

Midnight, Kaer Morhen North Tower.

── Someone is in the room! ? ! ?

Realizing this in a trance, Kayla, who was used to sleeping naked, suddenly woke up from her light sleep. Although the safe life in the past period of time made her feel relaxed, she did not forget the days when she was hunted by witch hunters and hid from place to place.

Horrified, trying her best to keep her breathing steady, the sorceress slowly turned over.

She knew that she had to be calm now and not let the visitor find out that she was awake. The other party was able to sneak into Kaer Morhen, which was obviously not to be underestimated.

Although she was the only one living in the North Tower, Victor had designed many defense measures, plus the alarm barrier that could last for a long time with a little output of magic power, it should be very safe.

But the other party still broke through many obstacles and invaded the room silently. He was definitely an extraordinary person. Especially to pass through the barrier without triggering the alarm, only the best spellcasters on the continent could do it, or a perverted witcher like Victor!

Wait... Victor! ?

As she thought of the name, Keira quietly turned her petite body, and then... she saw the man's back. Victor Corleone was sitting at the table flipping through the experimental records, and the candlestick was covered with a lampshade to avoid the light being too dazzling.

The dim light, the familiar haziness.

Huh! So that's it, he's back...

Thinking so in her heart, her eyes suddenly became a little moist, so Keira didn't say anything, just stared at his back in a daze.

He was wearing a light silk robe, which was his usual pajamas. It was obvious that he had taken a shower before entering the room. He always knew how to live and would never go to bed dirty.

And in this scene, she immediately recalled the time in Toussaint, when the two lived together in Professor Mori's laboratory, spending every day and night together.

It was like this for many nights. When she woke up from a light sleep, she always found Victor studying knowledge at the table. He was the most diligent guy she had ever seen and the strongest witcher known.

Usually, if he stares at his back like this, it won't take long for Victor to say──

"Dear Kayla, why are you staring at my back? Do you want to eat oranges?

Since you are awake, come and help! There are some things here that I don't understand."

Sure enough, it is impossible to hide whether he is asleep or not from the witcher's extraordinary five senses, and this guy is always so unromantic when studying knowledge, he must be punished appropriately!

...

The room is very warm, with a magic barrier to block the cold wind. Kayla got out of bed and walked behind Victor, her arms like white lotus roots wrapped around his neck, and her upper body naturally leaned on Victor.

"Yo, my lovely lollipop, when did you come back?"

Being hugged by Kayla like this, feeling the touch of broad beans on his back, it is a bit obscene to say, but it is very normal. Little Victor stood up and saluted the sorceress.

"Well...about two hours ago, Triss opened the door and sent me and Angouleme back...uh uh..." Suddenly, a strange tremor came from the sorceress's hand sliding into the nightgown and grasping the witcher's vitals.

She turned her head and blew the sound directly into his ears, "You really scared me! Since you came back a long time ago and there are things you don't understand, why didn't you wake me up?"

"You have always been a light sleeper. I didn't want to disturb you because you were sleeping soundly." Victor's answer was a little floating because her fingertips were gently rubbing, "Wuwu...wait, I haven't finished what I want to say. Is it necessary to be so anxious?"

Keira's body was still soft, but her tone suddenly became sharp, "Haha! Wick, it's useless to take a shower on purpose. Don't try to deny it. I can already smell the scent of other women on you.

You eat well outside, but I've been hungry for several months.

Listen, now, immediately, satisfy me, otherwise you will be in big *trouble!"

Really. The threat of the sorceress!

The situation is precarious, and the key points are controlled by others. At this time, it is better to act than to sit and talk.

With a low sigh, Victor ripped off his nightgown.

…

"Hey! Hurry up, it's cold!"

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"Hey! Slow down, it's numb!"

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Some time passed.

On the solid wood double bed, Keira, who had eaten and drunk enough, huddled in Victor's arms, and exchanged experiences since they last parted.

This is what communication is all about. You must find the right way. Without good communication beforehand, the sorceress is too lazy to listen to you.

After learning the reason why Victor hurried back to Kaer Morhen, Keira shook her head, "In this way, I did something wrong. If I didn't provide the data to Yennefer, maybe they haven't left yet."

Yes, Victor and Angouleme came back late.

Half a month ago, the day after Geralt completed the second mutation, Yennefer used the Trial of Grass to transform "Uma" back to his original form - an elven wizard named "Avallac'h", and obtained the token of finding Ciri from him.

After obtaining the guiding beacon, Geralt and Yennefer, the parents, could not wait for a moment and immediately went out to sea to find their daughter Ciri.

Reaching out and stroking the sorceress's blond hair, the witcher comforted her softly, "Don't blame yourself, even if you don't help, Yennefer can find the right dose. Besides, they have been away for half a month, it doesn't matter whether you help them or not, it's me who didn't catch up in time.

But in this way, Kaer Morhen will start to actively prepare for the war.

In the scenario I foresaw, when Geralt found Ciri, it was the signal to start the war with the Wild Hunt. This war is not easy to fight. In the worst case, people may even be sacrificed..."

"Uh~ Who is it?" Keira asked in a low voice.

The hugging hands tightened, and Victor kissed her hair, "Let's talk about something else! I don't want to talk about this in detail, because I don't allow anyone to be sacrificed."

Hearing the witcher's heavy tone, the sorceress closed her eyes and talked about the gossip that happened in Kaer Morhen in the past period of time, such as Yennefer smashing Triss's bed, and Letho and Leo's unexpected coordination.

Then the two laughed together.

Then when she heard that Victor actually controlled Ciri, even the knowledgeable Keira couldn't help but keep rubbing excitedly, "Fufufu, it's incredible! This is definitely a feat worth recording in history! He actually controlled the sorceress as a witcher.

Hey, can we go together as three people next time? As long as you ask, she will be happy to serve us. I have long wanted to see that fierce woman being manipulated into eighteen kinds of appearances! "

"Pa!" Victor gently hit her buttocks, "No, although your proposal is very tempting, I refuse. It was agreed that subordinates are subordinates. I will not use such opportunities to do things that insult others."

"Yo, you say it so nicely. You won't insult others, so why do you insult me?"

"Hehe, to be honest, I always thought you were insulting me."

Kayla used her head to gently touch Victor's chin.

"Tsk! Not cute at all!"

"What does a man need to be cute for? Being capable is the most important thing!"

What he said made sense. Kayla rolled her eyes and was too lazy to respond.

While sniffing the scent of rosemary and heather in the air, Victor suddenly remembered a question.

"By the way, let me ask you, did you really smell it just now? I mean other women. "

"Tsk! How is that possible? I don't have your dog nose. I just lied to you. If I had smelled it, I would have kicked you off the bed. "

Victor rolled his eyes and had nothing to say.

When talking about other women, Keira also remembered something.

"Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Ciri? When you talk about her, you are not as casual as you talk about Angouleme. I don't think the title of you two is reliable.

Before she comes back, tell me honestly, have you ever slept with each other?"

"Puff! Don't say this nonsense. If Geralt or Yennefer hear it, the parents will definitely be furious.

To be honest, when I first met Ciri, I was only fourteen years old, about the same height as you, and my hair hadn't grown yet. I didn't know anything at that age. "

"But for your age, you seem to know too much?"

"Nothing else, just practice. Besides, there are differences in learning and specialization! "

Blinking, Kayla hesitated restlessly.

...

After a while, the war clouds rose again.

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