Witcher's Atelier

Chapter 514 Fifty Shades of Xier (Part 1)



In Yuna's blacksmith shop, after visiting three employees, the standard procedure of distributing bonuses and bounties was completed.

Victor, a young small and medium-sized enterprise self-employed businessman who is a promoter of social economy, walked to the second entrance of the house, "Victor's Alchemy Workshop: Northern Pearl Branch".

Although he had not returned for a while, the environment still looked neat and clean. It was obvious that when he was away, the designated managers Yuna and Xi'er had maintained it very well.

Then he noticed that there were many strange and unknown test tubes on the preparation table, filled with subtle colored potions; it seemed that the sorceress had not stopped her enthusiasm for research and was committed to developing new products during this period, in addition to handling the work she had assigned.

This is great!

He took a bead out of the herbal bag, put it on the table, input mana, and let it sparkle; then the young witcher stretched his body, came to the bookshelf, and slid his fingertips across the book cover, intending to kill time while waiting for someone.

Unfortunately, this plan failed in the blink of an eye.

With a "rumble", the portal opened with a bang, and the sorceress Xi'er. Tanshavier strode out of the room with her head held high, and her eyes met Victor's. She smiled brightly, and her cheeks flushed slightly with excitement.

"Welcome back, Victor, the light of my life, the flame of my waist, my sin, my soul."

"Hahahaha, I haven't seen you for a few months. I didn't expect you to have the potential to become a poet?"

"There's nothing strange about this, because you are a poet, and I am happy to cater to your hobbies."

After being choked by this straight sentence, seeing Xier's attitude as a matter of course... Once again lamenting the danger of the other gods, Victor decided to skip the stage of greetings and go directly to more practical topics.

"How is the task you asked me to do?"

"Everything went smoothly. First, as you expected, under my instigation, Dijkstra decided to take control of the Redanian court after defeating Radovid.

In addition, he also found the remnants of Temeria, a bald man named Tal, and the blue iron guard Vernon Roche.

Now the manpower and intelligence are in place, what is lacking is the bait to attract the emperor and lure that bastard out of his turtle shell..."

The witcher nodded and encouraged, "The key bait. Philippa Ehart, talking about this matter is a bit troublesome. I talked to you before. When I explained it, I also emphasized that the mountain people had their own tricks, but unfortunately, I have to take it back now.

Originally, through the prophet's ability, I saw her turn into an owl, with anti-magic metal rings on her feet, as a pet, and lost to Zoltan Ziva in the casino.

But things didn't go as planned. I just left the tavern and the dwarf didn't win the owl. So now we have to change our ways and look for a blind owl in the underground world. "

Talking to her about his mistakes, Victor didn't make any modifications. Anyway, through the fan filter, everything is pink and tender, cute.

And as expected, Xier smiled brightly after hearing his explanation.

"No! Dear Wick, this is not your fault. In the final analysis, this should be my fault," the sorceress took two steps forward, held the witcher's hand, and pulled him to the cauldron in the center of the room, "I should say sorry."

"Ah, sorry, what do you have to be sorry for? Wait, is it!?"

Letting go of Victor, she took out an object from the deep shadow on her chest and stuffed it into his hand, her voice light and joyful, "Of course you can't find anyone, because Philippa Ehart is here."

A green jade statue wearing Redanian court clothes.

Fragrant, warm...uh, that's not the point.

This is a transformation seal! ?

As a well-informed witcher, Victor instantly realized that the object in his hand was a sculpture doll used to seal the human body; Kayla Metz, Triss Merigold, and even Yennefer of Vangerburg had been sealed by this spell, but he never expected that Philippa Ehart would also have a car accident.

I've never seen such a thing in my life!

What happened next was simple. After taking the doll back from Victor and throwing it into the cauldron used for alchemy, Xier began to chant a repetitive spell.

"Glaoim ort teacht ar ais, athbhreithe, ardú, agus na geimhle a scaoileadh, agus fillfidh mé ar ais ar do chruth bunaidh iad. (I call you back, untie, untie, and return you to your original form.)"

Along with the sound of the spell, the air was filled with shimmering magical energy, and the crystal clear water surface was rippling with golden light, as if it had become a living thing, with flowing and changing patterns.

Xier did not put down his hands, nor did he stop chanting the spell.

In the crackling of lightning, the statue swelled like dough, bulging, throbbing, and trembling, and its structure and shape were also changing rapidly.

Then a human body appeared in the water. It was a black-haired woman. She was softly soaked in the cauldron, and her wet clothes were looming.

After finishing the spell, Xier lowered her arms and moved her fingers. The black-haired woman in the water exhaled, curled up and groaned in pain.

"What's your name?" Xier asked softly.

The black-haired woman twitched and wailed softly, and her hands trembled as she covered her lower abdomen.

"Dear, come on, tell me your name?"

"Phi... Philippa... Ehart!!! Uh ah ah ah..."

Turning to the witcher, the sorceress smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, the worst didn't happen, and her brain was not damaged."

The black-haired woman continued to twist and wail, holding on to the side of the cauldron and retching. The side effects of the sealing of her body made her, who was a green jade statue not long ago, in extreme pain.

Blinking at this, Victor turned and walked towards the wine cabinet, leaving Xi'er to wait patiently and calmly.

"Philippa Earhart," the sorceress interrupted the woman's moans after a long pause, "Wake up! You can get over it."

Letting go of her lower abdomen, she slowly raised her head, rubbed her nose with her wrist, and glanced blankly with her empty eyes. There was still a little bit of reddish-brown blood scab that had not fallen off.

The touch of cold glass gently hit the back of the hand, "Drink! Maple syrup soda." The voice was──Victor. Corleone! ?

Fumbling with the edge with both hands, Philippa picked up the cup and drank heavily, "Pfft!". She choked on the water and coughed violently for a while, but her strong thirst could not be suppressed, so she recovered and continued swallowing.

After a while, Victor took the empty cup, and she leaned back against the edge of the tank, letting the water cover her plump breasts.

"Ciel," Philippa murmured, turning her empty eyes in the direction of the sorceress, "Ciel Tansavier, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Welcome back. Dear Faye, nice to meet you."

"Damn it...you damn cousin, I'm glad to see you too. But I want your explanation even more: Why did you plot against me? Seal me up!"

While listening to the black-haired woman's accusation, the jury Victor rolled his eyes speechlessly. He probably guessed what was going on.

I saw the defense lawyer pulling up a chair and sitting down with a calm and comfortable expression, "I am doing this for your own good, Fei, to prevent you from running around and running into danger. First of all, it is sealed and very hidden. I will take the statue with me." No one around you can hurt you.

Moreover, as soon as the lockdown is lifted, you can see the handsome and great Victor. Corleone, and seek his noble understanding and selfless help.

Needless to say, as your friend, I will intercede for you. "

"Is there something wrong with your Dama's head? Your aesthetics is also messed up? He is just an ordinary man..." Suddenly realizing the key point, Philippa turned to the witcher, "Asshole! Victor Corleone ,What exactly is going on?"

"Crack! Ah!" A weak electric shock made the woman in the water twitch and convulse. It was a ruthless punishment from Xi'er, "Fei, I love you, you can say evil things to me, because I did plot the plot. You, but Wick is innocent, and I will not allow you to be rude to him."

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After coughing twice, Victor took over the right to speak, "Uh... Xi'er, thank you for your support, but there is no need to be so extreme.

Under normal circumstances, I allow anyone to verbally provoke or scold me, even if it is an injustice or insult.

Don't worry, I'll entrust you with a stern blow in a moment of true anger.

And regarding Philippa, there is no "noble understanding". It was her ability to escape in Lomugna, and I have no resentment towards her personally. As for 'selfless help', I prefer to call it mutual aid. After all, we need her strength, and it is best to get sincere cooperation. "

"Your will!" The sorceress nodded with a smile, then turned to the woman in the water, "Dear Fei, I believe you have also heard your promise.

That's awesome, we'll help each other and in exchange, he'll heal your eyes! "

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the depressed Philippa suddenly raised her head.

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