Chapter 1018 1000. Shapeshifter (Thousands of Chapters Spreading Flowers!)
‘Dandelion’ panicked and broke into a sheep pen.
This is a place used by butchers in the market to temporarily store their goods and sell them now.
There was a layer of hay in the sheepfold. As soon as he broke in, his chaotic footsteps carried light hay flying around.
Lan En blocked the door.
"Dandelion, why are you running?"
The witcher didn't call Dudu because he didn't know if it was. Nor is it called Shapeshifter, for this is the birthplace of the Eternal Fire and the city where the temple is located.
The eternal fire was originally a symbol of the power of survival, immortality, light, dispelling darkness, and moving towards beauty.
But with the development of the church and doctrines, extreme thoughts and extreme speeches are always more Easily gain attention and followers.
So during the expansion process, the Eternal Fire Sect, which was originally somewhat tolerant, has now become more and more radical.
It is said here that a shape-shifting monster appears, and it is estimated that a torture rack will be erected in this city.
“Who are you?”
‘Dandelion’ said while panting.
When the shapeshifter imitated Dandelion, it also inherited his poor physical strength.
"I am Dandelion's friend. Calm down first and take a breath. Holy shit!"
Lan En blocked the exit of the sheepfold and spoke softly, trying to calm down the other person and have a good talk.
But when he bent over and lowered his body to appear less threatening, the roaring bear head pendant around his neck slipped out.
At the same time, the pupils of ‘Dandelion’ opposite him suddenly shrank, as did his body.
He first squatted down and buried himself among the bleating sheep to hide his figure.
Then the whole process is like turning a person's body into a bag of flour mixed with water.
The sticky batter was quickly shaped, and a human of average height was transformed into a halfling with dexterous movements in a blink of an eye!
Lan En has never seen this scene. In other words, there are very few people in the world who can see the entire transformation process of the shapeshifter with their own eyes. Even the great masters of the Wolf School like Vesemir have probably not seen it. Pass!
This race is rare and difficult to find. It is difficult to meet, let alone witness the transformation process with your own eyes.
The fence of the sheepfold can make Dandelion, a physical idiot, stuck for more than ten seconds before he can get out, but it cannot stop the dexterous halfling at all.
Lan now fully understood how amazing the camouflage effect of the shapeshifter was. He suddenly realized that if the shapeshifter escaped from his sight now, he would probably not be able to catch him.
So he took advantage of the fact that the halfling transformed from the shapeshifter hadn't run far away, and the angle was just right.
【Alder's Seal】!
There was a "bang" sound as the air surged.
The physical driving force transformed by magic power whipped up strong winds, pushing the halfling right into a tent on the side.
Lan En crossed the entire sheepfold in a few steps and took the opportunity to block the entrance of the tent.
This is a tent used by butchers to keep raw meat cold and protected from light. There is a fishy smell of meat as soon as you enter.
It was dark inside, but the witcher's cat eyes still shone slightly in the darkness.
The photo is penetrating.
The halfling transformed by the shapeshifter stood in the tent. The tent had been sealed well by the butcher, and the edges of the tarpaulin were nailed to the ground.
The shapeshifter gasped and swallowed, holding a sheep that was hung upside down on a tent pole, skinned and eviscerated.
"I am really Dandelion's friend, Mr. Transformer."
Lan said calmly, hoping that his calm tone would infect the other person and make him calm down.
The series of exercises just now were not even a warm-up for him.
“If you have Dandelion’s memory, you should know it.”
Although the large size makes it more difficult for Lan to move in the crowd, the sound of the shapeshifter’s breathing echoed in the tent. It was heavy and loud, as if he was the one who put in all the effort.
"Let, let me go."
He finally swallowed the saliva that had become sticky due to strenuous exercise and gasped.
"Don't kill me, witcher."
He obviously didn't believe it, because Lan En's badge was a bear, and the shapeshifter had heard rumors about those cold-blooded monster killers.
He panicked when he saw it, thinking it was coming to kill him.
"You don't know that Dandelion and I are friends? Didn't you say that you shapeshifters can copy memories and thoughts?"
The shapeshifter blinked. After reaching this unavoidable situation, he seemed to be able to escape from the situation. Seeing the Bear School pendant caused me to think more clearly.
Lan En's tone and words really don't seem like a cold-blooded person.
"I, I copied Dandelion two or three years ago."
The shapeshifter's voice became lower and lower as he spoke.
Obviously, the copying of human memories and thoughts by shape-shifters is limited to the time when they are recorded.
"Uh, are you really not here to kill me?"
"I have a crossbow arrow in my hand, Dudu."
Lan showed his left arm to the shapeshifter To make it easier for him to understand the mechanical device on the armor, he also said it was a crossbow arrow.
Then, Triss and Priscilla also followed to the door of this small tent.
Lan En looked back at the two beauties.
“And there is a sorceress here.”
Triss followed Lan En’s words, and a burst of orange-red magic glow appeared on her hand.
"If we were hunting you, you wouldn't have had the chance to roll into this tent just now. Do you understand?"
"You should understand." The shape-shifter swallowed and looked at the Magical Radiance said a little shyly, this time it was not because he was tired.
"You are Triss Merigold. Dandelion knows you, I remember that."
The sorceress dimmed the magic light in her hand and waved towards the shapeshifter.
As for the female singer who followed, she ran to the door, stretched her head and looked inside the tent. "Wait, where is Dandelion? There is only one halfling here!"
Priscilla's big eyes widened.
"What is going on?"
The halfling, Dudu Bibwit looked at the beautiful poetess and showed a bitter and helpless smile.
After establishing a little basic mutual trust, Lan decided to take Dudu and Priscilla to the Kingfisher Tavern to meet Dandelion and Geralt.
After all, Dudu didn’t recognize Dandelion in the memory he copied.
Only when they find their mutual friends can a trusting relationship be established.
And Priscilla is undoubtedly the reason why Dudu disappeared during this period.
The female poet is not repelled by this novel and interesting thing, and is even very much looking forward to it.
Looking at her expression of waiting to see something new, she really looks like Dandelion.
"You are a little cautious and suspicious." Lan En complained to Dudu as he walked. "When you saw my necklace, I thought you were going to faint on the spot."
"Oh, if you were hunted by something like a rabbit for decades, you would be no better than me. Go.”
Dudu was rude to Lan En's complaints and retorted.
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"Wake up, Geralt!"
"Uh-huh?"
In the corridor on the second floor of the Kingfisher Tavern, Geralt Lott occupied a dining table and sat down to sleep.
It wasn't until Lan En walked up to him and called him that the senses in his body that were alerted by the approach of dangerous creatures made him wake up instantly.
As soon as Bai Lang opened his eyes, he saw a bunch of people standing in front of him.
The unhappy Lan En, the still refreshed Triss, an unknown beautiful girl, and the halfling staring at him with his arms crossed.
“Dudu?!”
Geralt shouted in surprise and looked at Lan En again.
He didn't expect that Lan En could actually find a shapeshifter in such a short time in a big city with hundreds of thousands of people living there.
Lane saw Geralt's surprised look.
"I can only say that it's a coincidence."
As he said this, he took back his roaring bear head necklace from Dudu's body.
On the way, in order to prevent this 'cautious and suspicious' shapeshifter from slipping away, he had to use silver objects to block his transformation ability.
But although he is a demon hunter, he has not worked in this world for a long time, so that even essential items such as silver items cannot be found in the form of a chain.
I can only pull off the necklace and tie it on Dudu’s finger.
Now that he met Geralt, the mutual friend of the shapeshifter and Lan En, and they were able to trust each other, he put the school necklace back on.
“You look so relaxed, White Wolf.”
Hearing what Lan said, Geralt waved his hand and stood up from the seat where he was sleeping.
"Otherwise, what can I do? Dandelion writes the script without my involvement at all. After he polishes the script and finalizes it, he can go to other troupes to send the script and discuss the performance."
He was sidelined. With a hoarse and deep voice, he walked from the dining table and opened a door in the corridor.
That is the room Tris opened for them on the second floor.
After entering the door, a group of people saw Dandelion lying on the table, with the quill feathers hanging on his shoulders, writing "swish".
“I said it, Geralt. If you feel bored, just stay there for a while. We have almost recalled what happened on the battlefield, so you don’t need to help. Of course, with your artistic quality It shouldn’t be of much help.”
Geralt turned his head and spread his hands to the people behind him.
He indicated that Dandelion's working status was like this.
Lan En, Triss, and Dudu didn't react at all. After all, it was difficult to interfere with the playwright's affairs if they didn't understand them.
The shapeshifter, who just turned into a halfling, felt more at ease now.
Priscilla's face was full of interest.
She looked in surprise at Dandelion, who was sitting at the table writing furiously.
In her memory, this annoying man should have been singing artificially beside her an hour ago.
But now, he hasn't even seen her.
This strange and fresh feeling made the poetess feel very excited.
“Your hometown is covered with snow
Frost covers the rivers and lakes
Such a thing is natural, so
Don’t let longing and sadness cover your heart? "
Priscilla stood at Dandelion's desk, reciting the sonnets the poet had written for the play, but doubting the last word.
"This Instead of rhyming, you should use 'shroud your face'. ”
"Who?!"
Dandelion jumped and barked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
“Who is questioning me, Dandelion, the greatest poet in the North?!”
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