Witcher's Atelier

From tracing animal trails to setting traps, Victor's wolf hunting skills were inherited from Vesemir. The boy spent the whole autumn learning and completed the bear trial before the first snow came to prove that he was a qualified hunter.

The reason why witchers need to learn hunting is that the sword oil formula uses fats from many kinds of animals, among which dog fat and wolf fat are commonly labeled, and wolves are sometimes easier to find than dogs in this world.

After finishing the dissection of the third wolf, Victor directly set up a tent in the wild, got in with Angouleme and began to demonstrate how to boil the cursed biological oil. After the first version was completed, he drove the girl out to guard it. Then the “incredible” de-impurification begins.

There is a reason why the apprentice witcher is so "anxious".

Sometimes the more you know, the greater the pressure. And creatures like werewolves bring a lot of pressure to young people. They are not opponents that normal people can deal with with normal means, such as high speed, strange strength, sharp claws, thick skin, and self-healing. Ability, a mature werewolf can easily collapse an entire team of soldiers.

Mechanically stirring the cursed bio-oil in the cauldron with his hand, Victor appeared calm and composed on the surface, but he knew very well that he was actually very nervous, because in a one-on-one duel, death was certain, and there was no need to use the secret power of the wolf faction. Noir.

But at the same time, Victor was also thinking in his mind that there was no reason why such a dangerous creature existed without Vizima being known to everyone, unless someone covered it up, and the werewolves' killing behavior was also quite restrained.

Otherwise, as long as any eating scene that cannot be concealed is discovered, it will cause a large-scale panic among residents, instead of being as peaceful as it is now. Even Kalkstein, who has lived in the temple area for a long time, knows nothing about it.

From this point of view, I seemed to be too nervous. When I looked at the essence through the phenomenon, I found that this terrifying neighbor was not an imminent danger.

During the stirring process, his mood settled down. When he walked out of the tent, Victor regained his composure and felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

He handed a tube of cursed biological oil to Angoulan who came up to him, "Buckle it on your belt and carry it with you." Then he put the other tubes into the herbal bag: "If you encounter one, run away and shout, 'There is something wrong. Werewolves! Werewolves are coming to eat people!"

Hearing the young man's instructions, "Uh... shouldn't you apply sword oil and fight it?" Angoulan was a little confused.

He stretched out his hand and tapped the girl's forehead lightly, "Think too much. This is the last resistance when there is no way to escape. Let's see if there is a chance to force it away with severe pain. But if what I think is right, just do as I say. Just yell and the werewolf will run away."

Angoulan was stunned: "The leader means that it understands that I am asking for help? It doesn't want to be discovered?"

Nodding, "Well, once such a ferocious monster with obvious characteristics is discovered, it will definitely be sensational. Since you have not heard any news about werewolves for so many days, and no residents near the scene today heard wolf howling, then The conclusion is obvious, it will consciously hide itself after transforming.”

After listening to the explanation, Angouleme stood there thoughtfully, while Victor turned back to pack the alchemy equipment and travel tent.

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"Let's go!" After a while, after finishing things, the boy approached the girl and said to her.

It was still early and the air was fresh. Victor thought that he could look for wild fruits, pick herbs, and take a leisurely walk back to the city while eating.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Angouleme once again flew down and took him into the nearby bushes, and then flipped him behind the trunk of the tree.

Amidst the sound of arrow rain, the young man looked out from behind the tree to see where they had just stood. Several arrows had already been inserted into them.

This scene was so familiar that Victor felt a sense of absurdity and even black humor.

Mudd! With so many forests in the world, is there no place where people can take a good rest? Everywhere I went I was attacked.

Then he shouted continuously without hesitation: "Caelm, evellienn! N'aen aespar a me. (Calm down, everyone! Please don't shoot.)"

"Essea Caer a'Muirehen wed Vatt'ghern. (I am a witcher's apprentice in Kaer Morhen.)"

"Ceádmil, Wedd Dol Blathanna!"

Then there was a passage that he didn't completely know the meaning of, but when he was leaving, Toluvel whispered it to him word by word in his ear, asking him to remember it firmly, telling him that if he was ambushed by the Scoia'tael again, shout Coming out can save lives.

"Neen evelienn Scoia'tael marw. Cáemm aep woedd, holl Aen Seidhe."

Sure enough, when the last note fell, the effect was immediate, and the sound of the arrows was completely silenced...

Not long after, an elf stood alone from the bushes, stood in the clearing and said: "Squass'me! wed Vatt'ghern. (Sorry! Witcher Apprentice.)"

It seemed that she really owed Toluvel another favor this time. What she told her was obviously not an ordinary code. It was probably an important way for them to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Otherwise, how could they have stopped fighting just after calling the elves and left on their own initiative? The truth comes out.

Faced with this invitation to talk, although he was not good at Elvish, the boy still knew the word sorry, so after a little hesitation, he patted Angouleme's hand and asked her to wait. Instead of abandoning the sword, he stood up straight and walked towards the elf step by step from behind the tree.

Standing in front of him, "Sorry, I just finished speaking the few Elvish words I know. Can we speak the common language?" Victor took the initiative to speak.

The elf nodded, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and maintained the minimum level of vigilance, "Greetings to you, I am the scout led by Yawen, where are you from? A friend of the forest?"

The boy's expression was calm and confident, "Greetings to you, son of the Valley of Flowers, I am Victor Corleone, a friend of the Floating Harbor Forest, a guest of Iorphith, and I also participated in this year's summer festival and played a song on the spot."

After speaking, the elves who heard it on the other side were obviously a little shocked, and even the surrounding bushes could be heard faintly rustling.

Faced with this situation, the boy did not make a fuss. Their reaction was normal, because Iorphith was almost the spiritual leader of all the squirrel party in the northern countries. They may not be directly affiliated with each other, but they are unwilling to take the initiative to hurt his guests.

"In this case, it was a terrible misunderstanding just now. Please forgive our recklessness, Mr. Victor. At the same time, I believe Yawen will also hope to meet Iorphis's guests." The elf scout apologized again and gently made an invitation.

Victor nodded, "I also hope to meet Yawen. The demon hunting experience I am doing requires a long time in the forest. Perhaps we can help each other.

But I have other things to deal with today. Is the swamp forest in the south of Vizima also your range of activities?"

The elf scout nodded in agreement: "Yes, the entire forest around Vizima is our range of activities."

"Then starting from the day after tomorrow, I will deal with the 'giant thorn demon tree' in the south for several consecutive days, which is the blood-sucking plant that you elves call 'cursed buds'. Maybe Yawen will be willing to meet me there then."

"I understand, Mr. Victor, I will definitely convey this message to Yawen."

After speaking, the scout touched his chest as a greeting, slowly retreated into the bushes, and then with a rustling sound, the children of the forest retreated without a trace, as if they had never been there.

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