Astartes of the Bear School

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 outsiders. He wanted to say that he was actually right and 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 most likely person I have ever met 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 he had just poured into his mouth was squeezed out of the corner of his mouth by the fierce words, leaving a red mark on the halfling's chest.

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

"Don't talk about the Grand Duke who doesn't have a fiefdom."

Lan En smiled and waved his hand.

"Oh my god" Dudu reluctantly restrained his shocked mind, but his movements became much more restrained unconsciously in front of Lan En.

"But why does a big shot like you want a shapeshifter from me...?"

"Let me tell you first, I can't be a spy. I don't even dare to kill someone!"

Although the mind-changing monsters have the most panic-inducing and frightening abilities in the world, they are naturally kind-hearted.

Even if they turned themselves into heinous criminals and mastered killing techniques, they would not be able to use these techniques as well as the original owner.

Because they can hardly achieve the malice necessary to use murderous techniques.

"No, actually I came to you not for your gift of shape-shifting, but for something else. Your business acumen."

Dudu was stunned for a moment by Lan En's straight-to-the-point remarks, 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?"

Dudu began to want to understand the whole story.

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

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

Lan En explained his assets to him, as well as the situation in which these assets had been dragged to the point where the capital chain was broken.

Emphasize that you just need a capable and credible professional manager.

It is only about capital operation and does not involve any non-commercial activities.

"That sounds pretty cool."

Dudu crossed his arms, scratched his chin and muttered.

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

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

“The money I lost from my business?”

When it came to this topic, Dudu was unfazed, and even looked up at the poet with his eyes as if he wanted to laugh.

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

"The cost of the business I did was mainly divided into two parts: the loan from Vivaldi Bank, and the material fees paid by myself."

"The loan from Vivaldi Bank was a cashier's check. I haven't even redeemed the cashier's check, and the business has stopped. So in fact, I don't owe Vivaldi Bank a penny."

"I don't owe money to that Mud Gang either. Their goods weren't given to me at all, so why should I give them money?"

"Let them find me. If a bunch of brats can find me, then I'll be unlucky."

Dudu didn't care about his business failure and didn't feel any danger.

After all, it is impossible for a businessman of his level not to have been cheated.

This was just a minor incident in his career.

Besides, he's a shapeshifter.

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

The priests of the Eternal Fire declare that under the illumination of this sacred flame, filth and evil will have no place to hide in this city.

Although these words are only meant to deceive ignorant civilians, those who have mastered supernatural power and have seen the flames with their own eyes basically know that the 'Eternal Fire' on Novigrad Temple Island is just ordinary fire.

There are water ghosts in the sewers of this city, and there are ghouls, demons and other monsters inside the city walls.

But who dares to say it?

Who dares to refute the doctrine of eternal fire?

No one would believe that shapeshifters, extremely terrifying creatures in human legends, would appear in Novigrad.

Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I would not dare to publicize it loudly.

Because the first person to come to the door might be the temple guards of Eternal Fire.

Those guys will say you 'slandered the Eternal Fire'.

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

They don't even know Dudu is a shapeshifter, so where can they find him?

So Dudu didn't care about the Mud Gang at all.

Can't you hide even if you can't fight?

"So it doesn't matter." The halfling shapeshifter said easily, "If you think the gang is pestering 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 gang. I've already dealt with it. The Mud Gang no longer exists."

Lan En said with his elbows on the armrests of the chair.