Witcher's Atelier

"Ha! Dandelion, we're done talking to Victor! Put on a big beer glass! It's rare that I'm so happy today, we must──"

"──Click!" interrupted Zoltan. Ziva urged him to drink, closed the door of the tavern, and Victor turned around and disappeared into the night scene of Novigrad.

The winter wind is rustling and the sky is filled with stars.

"Hey... things are getting a little troublesome!"

Through the conversation he had just had with the dwarf, Victor confirmed that the gears of destiny had gone awry...Zoltan did not win his destined owl through the game; this meant that he lost his prophetic advantage and did not know that Philippa... Where did Erhardt go?

The shrewd and capable sorceress was originally a natural ally with common interests, and will play an indispensable role in the next plan.

Her profound knowledge was not only useful in setting traps to kill the King of the Wild Hunt; it was even more indispensable in the assassination of Radovid V. The irritable little bald man could not resist capturing her and killing her. temptation.

"After talking to Xi'er, we have to visit the Beggar King and Bathhouse King... As the underground rulers of the Pearl of the North, they should be able to find a blind owl."

After thinking carefully about the next plan, Victor's steps became a little more brisk, and then he began to look at the surrounding environment with intention.

Although there is no moon tonight, there are bonfires with eternal flames everywhere in the city, and the flames are shining everywhere, allowing travelers to identify their direction and return home without getting lost.

Just walking on the paved stone road, when he saw the sign of "Blood Avenue", Victor suddenly felt a little emotional... because a few years ago, this road was originally called "Perfume Trail", and the name of Blood came from "Novi". Gray Butcher".

He couldn't help but think back to that day, the road dripping with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the afternoon he chased the shapeshifter, and the many people and things he encountered at that time.

Over time, the bloodstains were washed away and hidden, and the corpses were buried solemnly. Now, in this area that has regained prosperity, except for the street names, that past seems not to exist.

Suddenly.

Time flies by like water...two years have passed.

…

Not long after Victor left, an elf wearing a mask and a long cloak walked into the Vanilla Tavern. He was the Elf Sage Avallac'h.

…

Suddenly.

Time flies by like water... Four years have passed.

Surrounded by independent flower gardens, this four-story high building - the largest technical college in Novigrad - the Passiflora Club, stands in the Gildorf district in the north of the city, where land is extremely valuable. Even if it is Nilfgaard's The ambassador's residence is not as gorgeous as it is.

Overlooking the night scene outside from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, Novigrad’s thousands of lights make the bathhouse king Xiji. Lu Wen recalled the past of his identity change.

At that time, because she was assassinated by an assassin, she discovered that Philippa. Erhart's inflated desire for power forced him to escape from Tritog, leave his beloved Redania, and start a life of changing his name.

At first he was hiding in a remote land, and then a few months later, he returned to Novigrad unwillingly and started running the gang business himself.

He believes that the country will still need him in the future, and when the country needs him, he will be closest to him.

Normally, it would be almost impossible for outsiders to gain a foothold in this giant city, but he was an exception. Because he and Radovid's father, Vizmir II the Just, had been secretly planning a long time ago, hoping to return the Northern Pearl to Redania's control.

That is the goal that he and the late king have worked hard for throughout their lives, an ambition without regrets.

Unexpectedly, four years later, he had unknowingly become an obstacle to Redania's recovery of Novigrad - one of the four Novigrad giants who controls the prosperous Geldof district. , the "Bathhouse King" who is in charge of luxurious bathhouses.

He is even teaming up with another cruel sorceress, a cold witcher, and a vicious foreign spy to murder the current king of Redania, the only son of the past lord, the hard-hearted Radovid V.

The contrast between the past and the present is so ironic...

"Shua~" Drawing the curtains, Dijkstra returned his attention to the "evil meeting" in the room.

"Temaad A! How long do we have to wait?

Ms. Tanshavier, I don't mean to offend, but we are all ready, and you are the only one left to be responsible!

It has been half a month since Ms. Philippa said she would contact her last time, and there is still no news? "The man with a fragrant breath and complaining sitting on the sofa wears a monocle, has skinny cheeks and a hooked nose. He is the former intelligence chief of Temeria, Taller.

"Hoo~~" Vernon, the commander of the Blue Iron Guard. Roche took a deep breath of cigar smoke and said, "To be honest, we are pressed for time. The witch hunters and temple guards may have smelled something. They have been checking very intensively recently. Sooner or later they will send people to search the sewers."

After saying that, the three men stared at the only woman in the room, waiting for a response.

She has black hair and dark eyes and has a deep silhouette. She is wearing a black velvet robe decorated with pearls and a low-cut cut that reveals circular tattoos.

"There is no point in urging." Xi'er shook her head and swung her ponytail, with a polite smile on her lips, "I understand your feelings, please believe that my desire for revenge is by no means inferior to the urgency of all patriots.

But unfortunately, I still don’t know Fei’s whereabouts and she has not responded to my summons. I believe everyone can understand her caution.

After all, not only are we looking for her, but the witch hunters and temple guards are also frantically pursuing her whereabouts. "

The ornately decorated room was silent for a few minutes.

Taler adjusted his glasses, "As far as I know, Philippa's eyes were dug out by Radovid in Lomne. The sorceress who lost her sight is quite vulnerable. Could she have been arrested?"

"It's unlikely. You can't imagine how cunning Philippa is," Dijkstra answered, "and if Radovid succeeds, it will probably be difficult to suppress his desire for revenge. He will use a stake or a bonfire to let the whole world witness her tragic death."

"Is there no other way? We can only wait?" Vernon Roche crossed his arms impatiently, his eyes grim.

Xier. Tanshavier snorted and sneered, "The hard-hearted Radovid lives in the heavily guarded Tritog, with layers of wire fishing nets underwater and hundreds of fanatical guards on the deck at any time, cooperating with the court wizard to provide protection, so an attack is almost impossible.

And because of Philippa's threat, I even suspect that His Majesty has to hug two men when he sleeps!

We can only lure him off the ship──"

──Suddenly, her voice stopped.

She took out a bead from her arms, which was shining with a faint glow. Staring at the glass ball, Xier's icy expression instantly thawed, and her smile bloomed like a flower.

"Sorry! I have something important to deal with. There will be news about Philippa as soon as tomorrow. Please wait for my contact." After saying that, without waiting for others to respond, the sorceress cast a spell impatiently, opened the golden portal and left.

Only three puzzled men were left looking at each other, wondering what she was so anxious about?