Witcher's Atelier

"One is the lack of moral integrity of talented people, two is the short-lived beauty, three is the endless waves of the river, four is the fiery world, five is... uh... five is...

Ah! I'm really old, I've forgotten all the rest, only the twelfth is the invincibility of the world.

It seems that I have to make up the rest of my poem. Five is the endless war? Six is ​​the corrupt officials? Seven is..."

...

Balder Mountain, the sky is bright.

The crows on the branches of the big oak are ready to move, but they have to suppress their desire to peck because of the back of the person sitting on the cliff.

They are smart and have enough memory to remember this terrifying threat that can spit out cold air.

In general, the atmosphere of just eliminating the villain is very suitable for the morning sun, but it's a pity that it's just a cloudy day.

But even so, looking out from the cliff, the pastoral scenery of half of Velen is still refreshing.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! One of them chopped his head off with an axe, splitting his head in two, and the other one used a guillotine. I must say that your revenge is really crude."

"Will it happen? I think it's okay!

Who told Nisrila to chop off my limbs and make me roll on the ground! I thought about it and decided to change the form to satisfy his wish, letting him roll on the ground instead of me.

As for Ileris, the village massacre in Heatherton was probably done by him and his men. There were many headless corpses at the scene. He liked to smash the victims' heads with a sledgehammer, and he should also like his own end."

Pouting, Ciri imitated him and sat on the edge of the cliff, swinging his long legs in the air, enjoying the cool mountain breeze.

Feeling the warmth of their shoulders touching each other, and smelling the blood on her body, Victor raised the corner of his mouth, "You look like you're in a good mood. It seems that you had a lot of fun reuniting with the three witches?"

"It's okay! I chopped down the Cook, Geralt killed the Whisperer, and the Weaver wanted to play dead to survive, but failed to deceive Angouleme. Then she transformed and escaped, but was blocked by the barrier set up by the Fairy Mother. It was quite funny. I have to say that her unwilling curse before she died was quite pleasant...

But is it really okay to let the Fairy Mother take charge of the swamp affairs later?"

Victor picked up a small stone and threw it far away, "Don't take "The Lady of the Woods" too seriously. The book was fabricated by the three witches to whitewash the legitimacy of their rule over Velen.

And the barrenness of the southern swamp is actually largely due to the contaminated plant in front of him. Bloodthirsty Oak, when the Fairy Mother tunes the Druid Ring, plus the sweet potatoes promoted by the Baron, everything will gradually get better.

..., where are Geralt and Angouleme? How come you are the only one here? "

Ciri yawned, "They have to climb up from the bottom of the cave, and they will do dissection and collect raw materials along the way. I'm too lazy to walk slowly!" Then she closed her eyes and leaned gently on Victor's shoulder, "Hehehe, we really succeeded, whether it's the three witches or the Wild Hunt."

He reached out and touched the girl's head, smoothing her gray hair, "Yeah! It was a thrilling battle.

By the way... When I woke up from the bed, I found that Yennefer, Triss, Avallac'h, Geralt and you, almost all ran away, I was actually dumbfounded. While there is time now, tell me what you are going to do next? "

"Don't worry... I didn't know you were so good at forging at that time. I was really sad and didn't know how to face you with a broken limb.

Then I recalled the information about the witches' night meeting, and I planned to kill Ileris first to help you collect a debt.

As for their plan?... There's nothing special. They ignored my opinion as usual.

In short, in order to fight against the Wild Hunt, they need to seek help from the Sorceresses' Guild, that is, Philippa Ehart, Xier Tanshavier, Margarita Laux Antille, Francesca Findabe, Ada Emin, and Fringilla Vigo."

Hearing her say many familiar names, Victor rubbed his chin, "Hmm, I see. If it were them, several of them would give me face and be willing to help."

"Ah! Where do you get such a big face? They are all evil-hearted women who eat people without leaving bones and do not do anything without profit."

"Have faith in your brother. The reason why you think sorceresses are evil-hearted is because you need to confront them or guard against them.

But in fact, when you have power over everyone, you will find that the world is full of good people. They will say sweet words and be proud to help you do things."

"Tsk! Do you mean like Emhyr? You also encourage me to be the queen?"

"It's not the kind of superficial power, but the pure violence that dominates the world. But by the way, why did you suddenly talk about Emhyr. Emreis, have you met him?"

"Well... On the way from Kaer Morhen, Geralt took me to the Vizima Palace. Do you believe it? He is actually my father. If it weren't for Geralt's testimony, I really don't want to admit it. "Ciri's voice gradually became a little depressed," That bastard privately offered me many conditions, which were... difficult to refuse, in exchange for me inheriting the throne of Nilfgaard and becoming the monarch of the strongest empire on the continent. "

"Oh~ There's nothing to disbelieve. You know, I will believe you no matter what you say. But judging from your tone, you obviously don't want to accept it.

I'm not surprised. Neither swifts nor lion cubs like to live in cages.

If you want to hear my opinion, I don't think it's hard to refuse, just refuse if you want to! Anyway, you have the magical me to back you up, and I will always support any decision you make. "

Blinking, Ciri lay sideways on Victor's legs, "Go on, don't stop, I like to hear you say that."

"And to be honest, you are not suitable to be the queen, you are the same type as my grandmother, you can't even clean a room, and you will definitely make a mess of a country──hiss! "

The young lion stretched out its claws and twisted the soft flesh on the dragonborn's waist, which was very effective in stopping the complaints.

...

After a while.

The rustling sound of footsteps came from afar, it was Geralt and Angouleme.

...

At midnight, the four people left Bald Mountain and headed to Novigrad on the left side of the camping road.

Ciri and Angouleme, who won the game of rock-paper-scissors and won the qualification to guard the second half of the night, had already gone to bed, leaving White Wolf and Dragonborn sitting next to each other by the fire.

The two men will be responsible for guarding the first half of the night, and Victor finally found the opportunity to talk to Geralt alone after a long absence.

"White Wolf, I have a question to ask, is it convenient? "

Geralt of Rivia raised his eyebrows, signaling Victor to just ask questions. He now has more confidence in Victor's identity as a prophet.

The reason for this is that when he and Ciri met with Emhyr Emreis not long ago, the emperor actually asked the butler to hold out a whole jar of Flora gold coins to reward him for finding Ciri.

-Absolutely, don't let her think you betrayed her!

Fortunately, he thought of Victor's earnest reminder in time, so he rejected the temptation of money on the spot. Judging from his daughter's reaction afterwards, if he accepted the money, she would definitely be very disappointed and sad.

From the last "snowball throwing" to this "refusal to charge", Victor proved that he was not a pseudo-prophet who used ambiguous words to deceive the ignorant.

The young witcher put his hands together in front of his face, "Geralt, I want to know how you and Triss defeated Jaques in Vizima a few years ago? What happened in the battle that day?"

"..., why did you suddenly ask about this matter? "

"To be honest, according to the situation I predicted, the King of the Wild Hunt should not be difficult to deal with, but on the day of the decisive battle of Kaer Morhen, he was more powerful than I could imagine. I even saw the shadow of Jaques in Eredin..."

Hearing what Victor said, Geralt was slightly stunned. After a pause, he raised his hand and threw a few firewood into the fire thoughtfully. "That day, Triss and I fought to the end and finally defeated Jaques.

But just after the battle ended, the Wild Hunt suddenly appeared. They did not attack us, but just took away Jaques' body. I couldn't figure out the reason before, but now it seems... "

The alchemist nodded, "So that's it, it's related to the blood of the elders! No wonder Eredin is so powerful.

Haha! It doesn't matter, don't put on such a serious face, I just confirmed that this matter is not a big deal.

Have confidence, as long as we stick to our original intentions and work hard, the final victory will belong to us.

I, Victor, believe it firmly! ”

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