Witcher's Atelier

The first time I rode a three-masted sailing ship in the fantasy world, no, the fantasy world can be omitted, but the feeling of riding a three-masted sailing ship for the first time was very wonderful, as if I was in the Age of Exploration. Correction, now can be regarded as the eve of the Age of Exploration.

Quietly thinking about the voices and smiles of Captain Hook, Captain Sparrow, Captain Li Huamei, Captain Planck and others, the great river flows eastward... the waves wash away all the heroes of the ages, and on the boat going downstream, Victor thought about his strange thoughts.

Unexpectedly, Angouleme pushed him gently from behind, and he almost fell into the river. However, Angouleme grabbed the boy's belt while pushing, so he was just frightened.

"What are you thinking about?" Before Victor could make trouble, the girl asked with round eyes.

"It will scare people to death!... I'm not thinking about anything." After knowing the girl's experience, Victor felt a kind of pity for her similar to that of an old father, and he could not get too angry easily.

Angouleme stepped forward and looked at the river, acting like a caring elder sister. "Actually, even if you don't say it, I know what you're thinking. You're upset that Zoltan doesn't like you, right?"

No, I turned my head and put it behind my mind, not taking it to heart at all.

"Don't be angry, he just cares about me, and he doesn't understand you. He didn't see Ciri's expression when she mentioned you to me, so he doesn't believe you. He just thinks too much."

This is normal, young people are scheming and arbitrary, and I would also question it first.

Angouleme held Victor's arm with both hands, "In short, don't pay attention to what he said, Captain, I absolutely believe you."

Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, it's not a big deal anyway, "Okay, thank you for your support, Angouleme."

"But I want to discuss something with the captain?" The girl let go of Victor's arm, crossed her fingers and whispered shyly.

To be honest, her attitude was rare, and it made Victor, who was used to being a female man, feel upset. "Tell me about it? Don't you want to study today? Or do you want pocket money to buy things?"

"No..." She took a deep breath and said with determination: "It's about business..."

Victor didn't say anything, just looked at her brown eyes quietly.

"I... think that although the business of aphrodisiacs is profitable, it doesn't seem so decent..."

The thin white knife mark on the bridge of her nose was very faint, but very clear.

"Uh... I mean... shouldn't the Phantom Troupe be chivalrous and punish evil and eliminate evil?"

She spoke hesitantly under Victor's gaze, but her meaning was clear and simple. Thank God, she discovered this herself, otherwise Victor would be embarrassed to expose the king's new clothes, after all, she was very happy to go out under the banner of the troupe every day.

After the girl finished speaking, she lowered her head to avoid the boy's sight. Obviously, she knew how much the brand new leather armor and sharp steel sword on her body would cost.

In response, "I agree." The boy simply responded.

"Ah!?" Angulan raised his head and looked at the boy's blue eyes.

There was a crescent smile in his squinting blue eyes: "I said that the brigade will not sell aphrodisiacs in the future. We will focus on chivalry and make a name for ourselves!"

...

Baki is a carefree 28-year-old sailor. He drinks and eats meat with big mouthfuls. He is healthy and has no family burden. He has skilled lovers in Floating Harbor and Vergen. Today's journey to Floating Harbor, which is the nth time in his career, unfortunately becomes the end of his short but happy life.

It was late at night. The sailboat was fixed in the middle of the river by a magic anchor. He squatted at the stern and discharged pollution wantonly. Looking at the dark forest on the shore, he thought of how many squirrel gangs were hiding in it, ready to shoot him in the throat at any time. His hair stood on end and he discharged more happily and smoothly.

Then there was a sudden sound of splashing water, and the loud bang was the sound of tentacles hitting the hull. Bucky's eyes widened and his mouth opened, watching the huge octopus he had never seen in his life rise up like a mountain, and the gray and red tentacles wrapped around him layer by layer, and the wooden hull was unable to resist and groaned.

His whole body was limp in fear, and he truly achieved simultaneous relaxation and pollution pouring down like rain.

Not long after, a tentacle slapped him randomly, and his eyes went black, ending his decent life peacefully.

…

At the same time, in the forest along the Pontar River, on a beach somewhere.

“Fuck… It was that bastard who said that the Pontar River was safe.” With a hateful curse, Victor held Angouleme in his right hand and landed on the shore in a mess.

Then he knelt on one knee, put the belly of the girl who had drunk enough water on his bent thigh, with her head facing down, and then pressed down, watching the flowers scattered by the goddess and the rainbow gushing.

This girl can't swim... and the captain has to go through so much trouble to save her. She obviously lacks training.

Although few people can swim in this era, this does not prevent Captain Victor from deciding to add a rule that all members of the brigade must be able to swim.

Under the moonlight, the three-masted sailing ship has been messed up by the giant octopus monster. The width of the tentacles of this ghost thing is as thick as itself. With a whip, it can steadily beat people and armor into meat buns. It is probably not the witcher who can solve it, but the cannon, if there are cannons in this era...

Or use a big bomb to eat it! ?

Shaking his head, the boy waved away the reverie in his mind. Angouleme had almost vomited, turned over and lay on his back on the ground and began to pant.

He stood up and watched the last scene of the three-masted sailing ship. The mountain-like octopus monster sank into the bottom of the water, and the sinking whirlpool swallowed the remaining wreckage, and then the water rippled under the moonlight, and the ship disappeared without a trace.

After a while.

"What kind of monster is that?" Angoulan's voice was hoarse, but there was still a bit of fear. It was not that she had never seen monsters before. Ghouls, ghosts, and even Qiqimo couldn't scare her, but this kind of hugeness was too big. It's a foul, and even if you want to reprimand it, you can't muster the courage.

"It looks like an octopus! Well, it's a big octopus! One tentacle can eat it for several days." Victor smiled and said the unfunny joke calmly.

Angouleme clearly didn't share Lambert's dry sense of humor and responded to his jokes with a glare.

Not having the expected effect of relaxing her, Victor coughed twice and said, "No matter what it is, we have to walk to the floating port next. Fortunately, the journey shouldn't be too far."

Angoulin stood up, checked the status of the equipment, and then exclaimed: "Ah! Your magic herbal bag! Did it fall into the water and be lost?"

Victor was too hasty when he fell into the water and was rushing to save people. Victor didn't pay attention to the herbal bag. He planned to find an opportunity to leave it alone for a few minutes and get it back. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Angoulan first.

But these are just details. The boy looked sideways at the girl, and the main point is, "How do you know that it is a magic herbal bag?"

"Xili told me!" Noruto said matter-of-factly.

Victor couldn't help but feel a slight heat on his face. It turned out that people had known about it for a long time, and the many cover-ups seemed very ridiculous in her eyes.

As for Xili knowing about it, it was expected. He had not deliberately hidden it since they had been living together for half a year. At that time, he never thought that one day he would leave his hometown.

"What else did she tell you? Did you tell anyone else?" the young man asked quickly.

"When we were sleeping together, I asked her about you, and she told me that her brother had a magic herbal bag that could hold a lot of things." When she said that, she reached out and made a circle on her chest, big and small. Approximately one cubic meter. "It's very precious. I carry it with me wherever I go. The medicine that saved me is taken out from there."

"As for you having a magic backpack, that is of course our Hanseatic secret. I will never tell anyone else until I die." The moonlight was like water, and under Angouleme's wet golden bangs, the firmness in his eyes was natural.

Suddenly, Victor was moved. Even though he would never trust others like this or be so loyal to others, it did not stop him from appreciating and loving such people.

The young man felt relieved and realized the blind spots in his past thinking.

The magic in this world originally had space folding spells such as stretch spells, so if his herbal bag was regarded as a magical creation, it would not matter except that it was rare.

What really needs to be targeted and hidden is the knowledgeable mage. It cannot be discovered that his herbal bag has nothing to do with magic, but an incredible creation of laws.

So he stood up straight and held up his hands with one hand. His voice was clear and bright, and his words shattered the void.

He said: "Come!"

The evening breeze in the jungle is blowing softly, and the summer cicadas are chirping loudly.

He said: "Come on!"

Just like that, while Angoulan was stunned, ripples in the void surged, ripples bloomed, and the herbal package appeared out of thin air in Victor's hand.

"Ugh!?" A short cry of surprise alerted the Phantom Troupe who were performing group activities, indicating that there were other spectators in this fantastic scene.

In an instant, Victor yelled, "Stop her!" With one hand, he picked up the herbal bag and chased towards the source of the sound.

Angouleme was like an arrow leaving the bowstring before Victor could speak, showing his wild instincts and pursuing him at a speed far exceeding Victor's.

Although Victor was far away within a few minutes of chasing him into the forest, fortunately he could vaguely hear the clang of steel swords clashing in front of him as he walked further in the direction.

Well done, Angouleme caught up.

I've been coughing for several days, almost coughing up my lungs, but don't worry, it's just a normal cold complicated by bronchitis. Thank you for your recommendation votes, support and messages of encouragement. I wish everyone good health. Really, health is more important than anything else.