Witcher's Atelier

Ten hours passed and it was getting dark.

In Victor's alchemy workshop, only the black-haired sorceress was still working diligently in front of the alchemy table; the blond-haired witcher had already gone to the Kingfisher Inn to discuss poetry with his long-lost friend Ms. Priscilla. with the essence of music.

"Hehehehe, Keke Keke..." The strange and wonderful voice came from Xi'er. Tanshavier, the sorceress from Covel, was holding several tubes of potion in her hands, smiling wildly.

Only one candle was lit in the spacious space, the dim environment, and the malicious witch formed a terrifying picture that medieval villagers were most afraid of.

However, her time of enjoyment was soon interrupted by other accidents. A golden portal suddenly opened, illuminating the room magnificently. Another sorceress walked out of it, waving her hand to light all the candles in the workshop, and dispersed Dark and cold atmosphere.

"The Jewel of Tritog's Court" Philippa. Erhart. Her shawl black hair is fixed with a silver hairpin, and her gorgeous Redanian court clothes fully highlight her feminine charm through appropriate and well-fitting tailoring.

The almost impeccable dress, the only flaw is that only half of the crystal clear contact lenses are exposed, and the other half is covered by the "black eye mask"; this pirate-style jewelry completely destroys the harmonious beauty of the Rococo lady, but fortunately The Redanian silver eagle pattern on the surface slightly saves some points.

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Looking around the workshop, Philippa didn't see the young witcher. She only saw the sorceress Xi'er who was working for him.

Despite this, Philippa did not take it lightly. To a certain extent, Siel was more dangerous than Victor now, and people with faith had no scruples.

So she subconsciously raised her hand and opened the protective shield, "Are you alone? Where is Victor Corleone?"

"Dear Fei, you have other important things to deal with, and you have entrusted me with full authority to handle cooperation with you." Putting the potion into her chest, Xi'er folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, "After ten hours, your again I believe the visit can be understood as: you are prepared to cooperate with us and provide appropriate and appropriate services in exchange for the mercy of His Excellency Victor to treat your permanently damaged vision.”

With an upward gesture with her palms, Xi'er invited the guests to sit on the sofa, while she walked directly to the wine cabinet and started choosing wine.

"Okay! That's the truth. I can't figure out how he did it." Philippa sat down calmly and threw a glass ball on the matching low table. "The magical prosthetic eye that can provide vision, the structure can see It looks no different from an eyeball obtained by ordinary dissection.

But the amazing thing is that when I dug it out, the original living object immediately lost its function, and it was useless even if I put it back again.

The existence of such a creature is not reasonable at all! Victor isn't even a mage! He's just a witcher! "

"In the past ten hours, you went back to change clothes, enjoy delicious food, and did not forget to do research. You are so diligent and worthy of being my best friend." Turning around the sofa with two glasses of red wine, Xi'er calmly sat on the opposite side, Putting a glass of red wine in front of Philippa, "No need to beat around the bush, I'm happy to tell you the answer.

Lord Victor made it clear: From today on, he will no longer hide his strength, because when his strength crosses a certain threshold and he can say "no" to anyone, he can openly boast about it - the act of "distributing force to the world". It can both demonstrate and improve cohesion.

To put it bluntly, the method of making this prosthetic eye seems to be unreasonable to us, but to him it is very simple.

It is an extraordinary skill called "Incredible Alchemy", and he is happy to demonstrate and teach it when given the opportunity; there is no need to hide this alchemy, and he is not afraid of others to learn it, because it requires extraordinary and unique qualifications.

At least I am. Tanshavier, it turns out that you don't have this talent. Maybe you can try it. If you can succeed, I will be happy for you. "

She placed the small box containing the two new prosthetic eyes on the low table and pushed it flatly in front of Philipba, "Poor Fei, you have been a Cyclops for at least six hours because you dedicated your life to research.

Change them in advance! This time the working time is longer and it can work continuously for 24 hours. And the tolerant Lord Victor will definitely give you a new one before the deadline.

The method of use is the same as yesterday, just press it in and the installation is complete; the most wonderful thing about ‘Incredible Alchemy’ is that there are almost no requirements for the user. "

Listen to the instructions. The sorceress Philippa silently opened the small box, took off the eye mask and pressed the prosthetic eyes that still did not fit the size into the eye sockets.

The two glass products, both normal and abnormal, become comfortable and iron-fitting at the moment of fitting, providing perfect visual enjoyment.

As for the other glazed eyeball that was taken out, even though it still had a theoretical use period of two hours, it immediately became dull after it came out of the eye socket.

The inexplicable unknown!

Victor. Corleone and his incredible alchemy, a simple yet formidable power...

Philipba asked herself, was he so strong when they first met a few years ago?

─Just thinking about it, she didn't ask this question because it was meaningless. The past is in the past, and smart people look to the future.

Her clear eyes were flowing, as if she was born with them. She raised the red wine on the table, and the aroma smelled like Lafite. "I have to say that this is a perfect free experience. I can't find anything else." If you refuse your reasons, I am willing to provide services in exchange for his help.”

Xi'er clinked glasses with her with a smile, "Wise choice. Be happy, Fei! It is a very lucky thing to be able to serve the great Lord Victor. Under his cold appearance, there is a gentle and delicate heart; Coupled with his flexible moral bottom line and overwhelming real power, he can be called a saint walking on earth.

He is incredibly generous to his own people!

Speaking of which, my dear friend, it is really a pity that you failed to take the shortcut of 'Other Gods' and become his most trusted subordinate. This is an irreparable loss for you. "

"According to you, I should feel disappointed that you didn't succeed in trying to kill me?"

"Yeah, I don't want to apologize at all, I even feel sad for you.

Although your Excellency has not fully realized how terrifying power he possesses, it does not matter. With me at his side to provide advice, the Phantom Troupe is destined to dominate the world. "

"Your words sound like the ravings of a madman. I suspect that you lack the correct judgment on objective things because of the imprint of your mind! However, as a beneficiary of incredible alchemy, I will look forward to it."

"Time will prove everything."

"Great, let's skip the useless arguing, what am I going to do for you?"

"Two things, first we prepare to assassinate Radovid and end the witch hunt once and for all."

"Interesting, really interesting! There is no denying that I like this idea. Who are our companions and what is my part?"

"The remnants of Temeria's Blue Iron Guard and Sigismund Dijkstra," the red wine in the goblet swayed gently, as red as blood, "they respectively provided cannon fodder and intelligence; and carried out the beheading." As the vanguard, we have at least two witchers, Angouleme and Victor.

All that was missing now was a scented bait to lure Radovid from the boat to land. "

"Royal Tritog?" Blinking, Philippa took off the ring on her finger and pushed it to Xi'er, "I think this is what you want. Radovid recognizes this ring."

After accepting the items with a smile, Xi'er continued calmly: "The second thing is that Xili is back..."

There are only a few words, but the meaning behind them is far-reaching. Anyone with ambitions will not ignore this name. In the past, the sorceress assembly tried to marry Ciri to the king, hoping to use her noble status to claim the political interests of the spell caster.

"Yunyi...is the daughter of fate!"

"That's right, Fei, I must first remind you to stop all calculations against Ciri. Your Excellency Victor clearly informed that she is his god sister."

Oh~ Do you want to fuck your sister?

Philippa touched her earlobe, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Lean forward with her upper body, Xi'er intertwined her fingers in front of her, "In the middle of last month, Ciri returned to our world, and the Wild Hunt army chasing her arrived, along with Yennefer, Triss, and Keira. Humans, as well as all the witchers of the Wolf sect, broke out in bloodshed in Kaer Morhen.

Although no irreparable casualties were caused, His Excellency Victor is determined to take revenge, and we plan to induce Ain. The El family stepped into the trap and taught the other party a profound lesson that they will never forget! "

Crossing his arms and remaining silent for a few minutes, Tritog's Palace Spider nodded.

"I understand. I can help, but it takes time, and more importantly, specific information. You know, it is not an easy task to take on the Wild Hunt, which has been running rampant across the continent for hundreds of years."

"Don't worry! It's not that complicated. Originally, I thought that to achieve the goal, we all need to work together! But a few hours ago, after the noble Lord Victor showed his magnificent power, I thought this matter was very easy!"

"For example," Xi Er, with her ponytail flying, took out a tube of dark purple potion from the deep ravine on her chest and shook it gently in front of Philippa, "Guess what this is?"

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