Witcher's Atelier

""Incredible Alchemy" is a spiritual ability: by communicating with the world, you gain the power to change the rules.

But idealism has its shortcomings.

For example, I can't make weapons so far, which is a bit regretful.

But... after setting foot in the master realm, I had a vague feeling that it was actually possible. The restrictions my grandmother mentioned did not seem to exist; perhaps there are other alchemists in other time and space at this moment who can easily refine weapons.

And the reason why I can't do it is just because the person who taught alchemy told me: 'Alchemy cannot make weapons and armors, it can only make bombs! ’

I chose to believe her, so naturally I couldn’t make anything with the concept of a weapon.

But metaphysically and philosophically speaking, all classifications are just concepts. If you break through the thin paper and believe that you can, maybe alchemy will be omnipotent!

Of course, even though I cannot make any conceptual weapons, by simply enchanting the equipment, I have stood at the top of the world and become the master of the Throne of Heaven! "

──"My Struggle: The Path of the Master"

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Late winter of 1272.

Not long after the "Flying Hunanese" arrived, the various reinforcements that ambush the Wild Hunt also gathered on the Marlin Coast of Udvik Island and settled in the prosperous village of Uskar.

Then two days later in the early morning, the "Decisive Meeting" was officially held. In the luxurious Chinese army tent, almost all the sorceresses were present. The only one who was still alive but did not show up was Fringilla Vigo, who was still trapped by Nilfga. The German emperor was under house arrest.

Representatives of nobles from other northern countries were rarely missed, and almost all of them attended. As they are now members or observers of the World Peace Council, the atmosphere of the meeting was naturally lively, serious and enthusiastic.

The only slightly disharmonious scene is Victor sitting in the chair. Viscount Corleone seems to be wandering thousands of miles away.

In fact, he was immersed in the good memories of the past.

Time flies so fast... I remember when I came to the island to deal with the ice giant, the Marlin Coast was just a stretch of desolate and abandoned houses...

At first Halma. The crusade team led by Quit (Caris's brother), the big uncle, was bustling in the big house next to the dock, fully revealing Skellige's drinking culture - indiscriminately urging people to drink, making noises and making big noises over small things. They fight, and then make up with each other bruised and swollen the next day.

A few years have passed in the blink of an eye, and last night's "brutal" banquet with no humanity or morality was once again in full bloom on Udvik Island. It was still initiated by the Skellige Pirate Legion led by Halma, and with the long-lost "Rogue Viggie" and the participation of the current island owner Viggie, it was like a chaos of demons.

But this time, there were many "strangers" among them. Most of them were Scoia'tael from the north, and a few were volunteers from Temeria. Representatives of the strangers were also sitting in the tents attending the meeting, respectively. It's Bosler and Weiss.

Thinking of this, Victor looked at Bosler... No, he should be called "Tessio" now.

After killing Radovid, he probably could no longer find a human boss willing to be deceived, so he quickly returned to the elves and served as the temporary commander of the northern guerrillas.

Weiss replaced Vernon. Roche joins the battle, and the commander of the Blue Iron Guard himself is descending south. At Valedi Castle, visit the regent Natalis and Foltest's daughter Anais to discuss the future of Temeria.

Then the new ruler of Redania. Sigismund. Dijkstra, this guy is said to be still consolidating his forces, so he can only provide abundant material support for the time being.

However, he did not miss the meeting and appeared in the tent with a small number of guards. What was special was that sitting with him was the Pope of Eternal Fire, Sirus Ngekai Hemfa.

Originally, today's magical and superstitious occasion was not suitable for the "Eternal Fire" to appear, but the establishment of the new order in the north would hardly bypass the power of religion. Therefore, through Dijkstra's application, the Pope led several church leaders, including the temple guard chief, to witness this epic battle to ambush the Wild Hunt.

Although their appearance did not cause panic, it definitely disgusted the other sorceresses. Fortunately, the other sorceresses obviously knew that times had changed, and they were not idiots who yelled and killed the casters when they saw them.

…

Having said that, this decisive battle meeting is actually just a formality, closer to a face-to-face meeting. The main goal is to let the newcomers admire the style of the big leader Victor.

As for the ambush and wild hunting, since it was an ambush, the real arrangements must have been prepared and put in place in advance. It could not be a temporary arrangement, so the meeting soon came to an end... and the tent gradually became quiet.

Only Xi'er served as the master of ceremonies. Tanshavier was still chattering, "You are standing on this side of the cliff, this side, and -"

"──That's it. Thank you for your 'kind' guidance. They know how to form a circle." The hidden words came from Yen Naifa, who had her arms crossed.

"My dear, there are no fools here. Even a 'blind man' understands what you mean." Blinking her bright and clear eyes, Philippa's slow cheeks were almost covered. The special emphasis is placed on the blind man, who is obviously very satisfied with the latest customized products.

It is said that this female sorceress with well-developed breast muscles is very good at beauty. With her high nose bridge and tight skin, as well as specially commissioned by an alchemist to make her moist prosthetic eyes that protrude with a "girly" look, she looks beautiful both horizontally and vertically. Unlike a hundred-year-old woman...it's really amazing!

"Listen! I just hope to avoid any accidents... Oh, Mr. Victor, before continuing the discussion, are you satisfied with this arrangement?" As soon as he finished speaking, Xi'er turned to sit in the main seat. That man.

Stopping the action of maintaining the weapon, he squinted his eyes and shook his head, "Don't care about my opinion, I have no objection to the specific plan.

Today I am just an ordinary witcher. Just let me know the departure time and where to fight. "

After speaking, Victor closed his eyes and continued to apply sword oil on the "Lake Lady's Sword", obviously determined to carry out this promising job as a mascot to the end.

But even so, no one here dared to ignore his thoughts.

First of all, as an incredible alchemist who provides various magical items and is a key figure in making shocking eggs, he is naturally the center of the committee. Secondly, even if he doesn't care about anything, there is still a brainless fan named Sile Tanshavier who is watching!

This sorceress with a high ponytail has fully proved what it means to be three times stronger in blackness some time ago: she has completely put aside ideological constraints and moral concerns, and has the determination and means to implement Viscount Victor's will and transform Anyone or anything that conflicts with his ideas is resolved without guilt.

And with Xi'er like this, relying on Victor's absolute trust, no one would want to provoke her.

…

Not long after, Xi'er, who actually led the meeting, clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "Then the meeting ends here. Finally, we invite everyone's beloved chairman of the committee: from the east of Serikania, across the Koraz Desert, and from the birth of the storm. Extraordinary destiny,...

…(long title)…

...Honorable Duwakein Victor. Your Excellency Corleone, making concluding remarks. "

Exiting the memory corridor, the witcher knocked on the table and looked around at everyone in the tent.

Some of them are friends and relatives, and some are enemies of life and death, but under the inspiration of their common enemy, the Wild Hunt, they all put aside their prejudices and work together. This is a very meaningful scene.

Then he stood up proudly, "Everyone, everything is meaningless in the face of overwhelming power. This has been proven by the Wild Hunt, that is, the Ain El clan.

In the past few hundred years, they believed that mastering the essence of magic was far away from death. They thought that they were the protagonists of the world, so they superficially indulged in invasion and plunder.

but! The murderer will be killed! Those who kidnap people should be punished!

The bond of hatred binds us together, wanting them to feel the pain, consider the pain, accept the pain, and experience the pain!

Someone said: 'He who does not know pain cannot understand true peace. ’

I have not forgotten Hetherton’s tragedy, let alone Lovoten’s elegy!

So yes! Today, the pain will be relieved and the regrets will be healed!

Everyone, go ahead and let the Wild Hunt feel its pain! "

…

Half an hour after the meeting ended, Xili and Ada. Emin appears on the beach.

Ada. Emin is the local elf Ain. The sage of the Siddi tribe is also good at many ancient secret arts. With her help, she can completely replace Avallac'h'h's role, which is Victor's trump card for daring to "house arrest" Avallac'h.

But now the function of this sage is not to cast spells, but to use his rich life experience to enlighten the doubtful little princess Xili.

"...Well, what I mean is that this ambush will undoubtedly kill many elves, and even if they are of different races, Ain Sheedy will be damaged..." Ciri's expression was a little hesitant.

Then he bit his lip lightly and said, "Of course I hate Eredin and would be happy to kill that bastard.

But if according to Avallac'h's previous statement, trying to convince the opponent's last general, Gale, might be able to minimize everyone's casualties.

But in the end, you tied him up and ignored the advice he provided. I don't understand why you would rather sacrifice more people? "

The sage shook his head with a smile, "No, child, your sympathy is meaningless. Sometimes bloodshed is necessary, and casualties are valuable. You can distinguish the close from the distant. You must know that those who participated in the battle today will be eligible for priority distribution after the war. The egg is shocking.

Of course you know what Egg Jingtian does, right?

There is a saying that the elves want to show their loyalty to Lord Victor, and there is no option that can better express their feelings than fighting together with blood. Under this general premise, if too little blood is shed, it will have no value at all.

Besides, from the perspective of racial survival, I only have to do it for Ain. The Sheidi are in charge, Ain. It was a good thing that the El clan suffered heavy casualties.

They are also elves, and they also have the hidden worry of difficulty in reproducing. As long as they experience a terrible ambush and kill Eredin and a large number of young people, the wise Avallac'h will immediately make the right choice and surrender to Victor's order.

A new peace is born.

Although it is strange to say this, sometimes it is so absurd: the death of one person is enough to start a chain of vendettas, but if thousands of people are killed, peace will come, because no one wants to stir up anymore disputes. "

"Perhaps what you said makes sense, but it feels a bit cold... Speaking of which, will Victor, who leads the battle, become the legendary tyrant?"

"Tyrant? How is that possible!" The sorceress covered her mouth and smiled cheerfully and gracefully, as if mocking her innocence. "He will be the noble and holy sage of light, the savior of the world, and the beacon of civilization."

"Pfft! Are you kidding? Why would that pervert become a sage? If he can be considered a sage, wouldn't I be a saint!?"

"Saint? No problem, I understand your request."

Decisively agreed, facing the girl's ignorant eyes, Ada. Emin smiled kindly and amiably, "I can guarantee that you are a saint now.

History will speak well of him, because I am responsible for writing history!"

Ciri suddenly didn't want to talk.

...Wo trough!

Is this the world of "sages"?

I often feel out of tune with you because I am not shameless enough.

Silent for a long time, she began to do her job.

Taking off the amulet given by Victor and putting it aside, Ciri held the sunstone handed by the other party in her palm, arousing the unique magic ripples of the elder's blood, and the invisible ripples sent coordinates to the void, inviting Eredin and his wild hunt to visit.

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