Chapter 1019 1001 Looking for You

Chapter 1019 1001. Looking for you

Dandelion stood up angrily and responded unceremoniously to those who doubted his writing skills.

But then, when his spirit finally broke away from the immersive experience of writing, he looked into the female poet's slightly smoky eyes.

His unceremonious tone suddenly softened.

"Oh, 'face', yes." He mumbled, his eyes fixed on the poetess' face. "It really does rhyme more with the previous sentence."

"But you also have to understand that I am considering the overall situation of the script, the overall mood and the matching of the situation."

At the end of the sentence, Dandelion came out with a bunch of excuses that were incomprehensible to laymen. He wanted to show that he was actually right and that he was just looking at the overall situation.

Lan En and Geralt next to him looked at each other.

It is really rare for a great poet who is so arrogant in his professional field to behave like this "reluctantly speaking".

"Of course, consider the overall situation."

Priscilla took a step back with a smile on her face.

"If the level is not high enough, then the level of a certain section should really be lowered for the sake of the overall performance of the drama."

There was obviously no sarcasm in the poetess' tone, she was just used to giving guidance from a high level in the professional field.

But it was because of this that the corners of Dandelion's mouth twitched and his whole body was choked.

If someone really stabbed him with words, Dandelion wouldn't be anxious at all, because that meant that he had already spoken to the person in advance and made him anxious.

Losing self-control and composure is a sign of defeat.

But now this tone

This is his usual tone of voice!

The language he used when talking about those bad poets!

Dry! Is this woman imitating me?

Even with Priscilla's appearance and figure, Dandelion couldn't ignore this strange feeling of gathering together of the same kind.

Two outstanding poets were at odds with each other, and most people couldn't get a word in the scene.

So everyone in the back dispersed in the room.

Triss sat on the bed in the room with great interest, crossed her legs, leaned forward, and rested her elbows on her knees. The side curve of her waist in this action is very eye-catching.

Lan En and Geralt were sitting on two chairs, eating the dried fruit plate on the small coffee table between the chairs like melon seeds.

Dudu shook his head in a low voice, ran to the cupboard, picked up the wine glass, and drank while leaning against the cupboard.

".So what's going on?"

The poet, who had been stumbling with the poetess for a long time, seemed to have just realized what was going on. He looked at the halfling standing by the cupboard filling his wine glass in surprise.

"Dudu, you become me and then go."

Before Dandelion finished speaking, he turned to look at Priscilla.

The poetess spread her hands indifferently.

"Is this weird? I'm a shapeshifter, but who says that a shapeshifter can't desire love? Fall in love with a human woman?"

The shape-shifter who had transformed into a halfling held the cup and drank wine in a low voice, his voice muffled by the wine cup.

"No way, Dandelion. Although I don't want to admit it, but... well, you are the person I have met who is most likely to show off your charm in front of Priscilla."

"I don't know how to fall in love. I can only hope that you have a method in your mind. Unfortunately, it seems that you are not good at it either."

"Although it's a bit strange." Dandelion touched his chin and said to Dudu with a smile, "But thank you for your sincerity and praise, Dudu. Besides, you can't learn my love method."

Dudu chuckled muffledly into his wine glass.

"So." Priscilla now looked at Dudu with an eager look that she had never seen in the past few days. "Are you actually a shapeshifter? That species in the legend?"

"Oh~"

Dudu's muffled sound in the wine glass became even more painful.

"If I had known you were so brave, why would I do those stupid things with Dandelion's stupid face?"

"Well, it's too late anyway. Who is this new friend?"

Dudu said he was pursuing love, but it seemed that after this incident, he calmly accepted Priscilla's refusal to pay attention to him, and he didn't feel too unwilling to do so.

Instead, he raised his glass and pointed at Lan, who was sitting with Geralt.

Dandelion spontaneously stood between the witcher and the shapeshifter, acting as an introducer.

"This is the person in charge who came to find you. He has been busy looking for you in Novigrad these past few days."

"Looking for me?" Dudu didn't know why. "Demon hunter of the Bear Faction, if I didn't know who you and Geralt are, I would have thought that you two had specially found a monster killer to kill me and then divide my property."

Out of courtesy, Lan also took off his hood.

His molten silver hair also reflected a warm tone under the warm candlelight in the room.

That face was less cold and untouchable, and more gentle.

"Formal meeting, hello, Dudu. Call me Lan En."

".Gulu."

Dudu took the wine glass back blankly and took another sip for himself.

"If I had used this face earlier, wouldn't I have won it?"

The shapeshifter muttered, causing Dandelion to glance at him unfavorably.

Immediately, the shapeshifter seemed to react. After chewing the name Lan En twice in his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened.

"etc!"

The wine that had just been poured into his mouth was squeezed out of the corner of his mouth by the fierce words, leaving a red mark on the chest of the halfling.

"That Lan En? [Hunter]?! Grand Duke of Cintra?!"

"Don't talk about the Grand Duke without a fiefdom."

Lan En smiled and waved his hand.

"Oh my god." Dudu barely suppressed his shock, but his movements unconsciously became more restrained in front of Lan En.

"But a big man like you is looking for a shapeshifter from me for.?"

"Let me make it clear first, I can't be a spy, I don't even dare to kill people!"

Although the heart-changers have the most panic-inducing and frightening abilities in the world, they are born with kind personalities.

Even if they turn themselves into an unforgivable criminal and master the skills of killing, they can't use these skills as well as the original owner.

Because they can hardly do the malice necessary when using the killing skills.

"No, actually I came to you not for your talent for shapeshifting, but for something else. Your business acumen."

Lan En's straightforward remarks made Dudu stunned for a moment, but then he slowly accepted it.

He was also proud of his business acumen, which allowed him to live a decent life in the big city of Novigrad.

"What's going on?"

Toot began to want to understand the whole story.

Before, he actually didn't seem to dare to get involved in Lan's affairs.

He was just a timid shapeshifter who kept away from danger.

Lan explained his assets to him, and how these assets had been dragged to the point of a broken capital chain.

He emphasized that he just needed a capable and trustworthy professional manager.

It was only about capital flow, not any non-commercial activities.

"That sounds... pretty good."

Toot crossed his arms, stretched out his hand and scratched his chin and muttered.

"The business of the Valyrian Steel Merchants Association is one of the most profitable businesses now! For this kind of steel, both the national armament and the civilian market are going crazy!"

"Yeah." Dandelion said sarcastically beside him. "If you take this job, you can quickly pay off the money you lost in business."

"My business losses?"

When it comes to this topic, Dudu is calm and even looks at the poet with a smile.

"Dandelion, if it comes to poetry and art, then you are indeed excellent. But when it comes to business, then you are really an idiot."

"The capital of the business I did at the beginning was mainly divided into two parts: a loan from Vivaldi Bank and the material cost I paid myself."

"Among them, the loan from Vivaldi Bank was a promissory note. I didn't even exchange the promissory note before the business went bankrupt, so in fact, I don't owe Vivaldi Bank a penny."

"I don't owe the money to the Mud Gang for the goods. They didn't give me the goods at all. Why should I pay them?"

"Let them find it. If a group of little bastards can find me, then I will be unlucky."

Dudu didn't care about his business failures, nor did he feel dangerous.

After all, it is impossible for a businessman like him to have never been cheated.

This was just a minor incident in his career.

Besides, he is a shapeshifter.

This is Novigrad, the headquarters of the Eternal Fire Cult that has been run for hundreds of years.

The priests of the Eternal Fire declared: Under the illumination of this sacred flame, filth and evil will never have a place to hide in this city.

Although this is just to deceive ignorant civilians, those who have mastered supernatural powers and seen the flame with their own eyes basically know that the "Eternal Fire" on the Temple Island of Novigrad is just an ordinary fire.

There are water ghosts in the sewers of this city, and there are monsters such as ghouls and spirits inside the city walls.

But who dares to say it out?

Who dares to refute the doctrine of the Eternal Fire?

Shapeshifters, which are extremely terrifying creatures in human legends, I am afraid no one believes that they will appear in Novigrad.

Even if you see it with your own eyes, you dare not publicize it loudly.

Because the first people to come to the door may be the guards of the Temple of the Eternal Fire.

Those guys will say that you "slander the Eternal Fire".

Therefore, only a few people know the identity of the Toot Shapeshifter, and the gang has no way of knowing it.

They didn't even know that Dudu was a shapeshifter, so where could they find him?

So Dudu never cared about the Mud Gang.

Can't you just hide if you can't beat them?

"So it doesn't matter." The shapeshifter in the shape of a halfling said easily, "If you think the gangs are bothering me, then I can also change into a human appearance to help you manage your funds. Anyway, my brain is just as useful."

"Don't worry about the gangs, I've dealt with them, and the Mud Gang no longer exists."

Lan En said with his elbows resting on the armrest of the chair.