Chapter 1030 1012. Teleport
“We can also buy one! Look, there is another one here who has already put it on!”
The drama has ended, but the waves caused by the publicity are It's just starting to spread.
A man and woman passing by Lan En were talking animatedly.
When passing by him, the man happily patted Lan En on the shoulder.
The witcher nodded at them.
"Look! I said this cloak is very real! When the time comes, I will put one on. Who dares to cause trouble to me after seeing it while walking on the road?"
The man looked at the woman beside him. He gestured with a huge outline and continued walking out.
"Two meters and five meters! So strong! Look, when I pass by Hawthorne's Ghost Face Gang in the future, they will have to weigh it up!"
"But that's just a cover-up. "The woman said a little expectantly, but also a little worried. "Don't be fooled by that blinding trick. It's best if you can scare them away. If you can't scare them away, just admit it. This cloak can't make you murderous!"
"You don't really think I'm stupid, do you? I've never even killed a pig, so how can I have the courage to act like this?"
A man and a woman walked further and further away, and their voices were drowned in the crowd of people who came out. middle.
People are talking about this wonderful drama, and even more so, they are talking about the magical and inexpensive alchemical cloak.
"It seems." Chapelle stood up from the bench and stretched out his hand to Lan En, with unexpected emotion on his face, "Your plan was completed smoothly."
"It won't be long before people all over the street see a tall man wearing a cloak, and the first thing they think of is the cloak."
"Almost."
Lan En smiled and did not stand up, but he also stretched out his hand to shake the shapeshifter's hand.
Shapelle then left. Although he still wanted to do something in the temple guard team, he had to start sorting out his own path.
The crowd of spectators tilted towards the outside of the slaughterhouse, while the troupe members on the stage and backstage also began to cheer and celebrate.
They are all veteran actors who have traveled extensively. You can feel the response of a play by looking at the feedback after the performance.
And this drama is undoubtedly a big surprise!
"We will be famous! Famous enough to spread throughout the North!"
"Woohoo!"
The actors on the stage cheered, but Dandelion got rid of it Mrs. Irena entangled her intentionally or unintentionally, leading Priscilla who ran out from the backstage towards the witcher.
“How does it feel?”
As he walked, he opened his arms proudly and complacently, as if to show off all this.
“Of course, it’s great.”
Geralt supported his friend with a low and hoarse voice.
"It's really wonderful!"
A strange voice came from behind everyone, but when they turned their heads to look, there was only one halfling and a voice that became familiar again.
Dudu looked excited, even a little choked, and his eyes were red.
“For the sake of the plague, damn Dandelion, we’ve been friends for so long, why didn’t you take me to a play earlier?”
“That’s what it’s called. Art, wonderful! I will come here to watch it every day.”
“I didn’t know you liked theater before.”
Dandelion shrugged.
"But it's easy to say. I'm very happy to cultivate a friend's artistic taste. There are many plays to watch in Novigrad."
"The effect is very good this time." Lan En also stood up from the bench stand up.
But this time, although some people still looked at his tall figure, they were more curious about the cloak.
“How are the subsequent performances arranged?”
“Priscilla and I have sold the script to the troupe, and this play was played while they were still staying in Novigrad. It will go on forever.”
Dandelion was quite confident in the script, and so was Priscilla beside him.
“A new classic comedy that will last forever! Don’t worry, Lan En. Most of today’s traveling theater companies cling to plays that have been performed hundreds of times. The audience and members have long been tired of it. "
"The response to the new script is good, they will definitely keep it going for a long time."
"Instead of worrying about this, you might as well think about whether the store can sustain its production. In the future, it will receive orders from all over the world!”
“We have sold the script to the theater group, but you also know that once a good story is released, there will be an endless stream of people following it. The basis of singing. I think that soon, discerning theater groups will take action.”
"The sales of alchemy cloaks will be even greater by then."
"I will discuss it with Dudu, and he will basically take care of this matter from now on."
Lan En said indifferently With.
Although this business looks great in terms of profits and prospects, he doesn't care about how much money he can make. The main purpose is to hide himself through these cloaks.
At the end of the night, he shook hands with Dandelion: "Thank you for your hard work."
"I don't think so at all. I just remembered to settle the account."
Dandelion was as free and cheerful as ever.
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On the day after "Shattering the Sun" was staged, Lan was preparing to leave Novigrad.
Dudu is there for the rest, so he doesn’t have to worry about it. Not only did this business-minded shapeshifter take over the management of Lan En's assets in just a few days, but he also managed it well.
He is a veteran of Novigrad, compared to Silodon Giancardi who is either living in Gos Velen or running around between countries.
Novigrad can be regarded as the center of financial activities in the northern part of the mainland, and Dudu is at home here.
Including the newly launched Alchemy Cloak Workshop and the Dark Alley Gang, which is still in the process of reorganization under Francis Beland, Dudu has also completed the docking of these new 'businesses' from Lan En.
“You have to keep an eye on the Dark Alley Gang’s source of funds.”
Outside the leader's gate in Novigrad, standing on the stone bridge connecting the city gate, Lan En emphasized seriously to Dudu.
“Don’t think of them as ordinary gangs. Their organization is no longer on the same level. I estimate that in less than a year, the Dark Alley Gang will become one of the most prominent gangs in Novigrad. I therefore You have to pay attention to them, so you have to pay attention to them."
"I know," Dudu nodded carefully.
"They are different from the previous Mud Gang. Ever since you told me about their business and working methods after the reorganization, I feel dangerous. I will keep an eye on them."
Blue En nodded.
"They are dangerous, but they are also valuable because of this danger. If you want to make good use of their intelligence, you must prepare risk countermeasures in advance."
Novigrad is as busy as ever, and several cities There is an endless stream of people at every door, and a huge amount of goods and people are handled at the port.
Lan En stood carelessly on the street. Most of the pedestrians passing by were still shocked by this figure, but occasionally a few looked at him with envy.
That is the person who thought he had bought the goods after watching the drama. So they envied Lan En for having a cloak, but they didn't think the person in the cloak was really that tall.
After the performance last night, someone could recognize the cloak at the city gate this morning. Lan En was satisfied with the diffusion efficiency of this influence.
The horse's hooves behind him trampled messily on the stone bridge. That was Geralt's carrot.
He was originally going to Kaedwen in the north, and he stopped in Novigrad just to help Lan.
Now that Lan En is done with his work, he has to withdraw.
"Dandelion, are you still staying in Novigrad?"
Geralt sat on the saddle and asked the poet who also came to see him off with great interest.
Normally, the poet who liked to travel would always go out with him for several months. He is busy with tasks, while the poet collects stories, makes jokes, and finds inspiration from the process.
This is how their friendship was established.
Geralt said Dandelion, but his eyes looked at him and Priscilla playfully.
"Hmm." The poet coughed lightly first.
“You have to go back to Kaer Morhen to take care of that sensitive little girl. I can’t go with you, Geralt. You know it, and I know it too: I am not a strong-willed person who can face A person with an unflinching expression on a knife's edge, so it's best that I don't know the really fatal secret, so even if someone comes to me and puts a knife to my neck, I won't have anything to say."
"This is the best, isn't it? Besides, there are several performances in Novigrad, and I have to watch them live. There is still room for modification in the script."
Geralt put away his fun, and gradually became It had to be heavy. After a moment of silence, he spoke softly in a low and hoarse voice.
".Maybe you are right."
"Meow?"
The flannel ball standing at Lan En's feet looked up at Geralt in confusion, Kittens don’t quite understand the overly complicated situations between humans.
Triss leaned over and patted the confused kitten.
"You don't need to know so much."
On the stone bridge in front of the leader's gate, two poets and a halfling waved goodbye to the people who were leaving.
Continuing walking out from the bridge, Lan passed the village house rented by Kalkestein and Shani.
The master of alchemy should have sorted out his debts and returned to Vizima's laboratory to start research after Dudu appeared.
But later, thanks to Lan En's encouragement, he stayed to complete the alchemy formula for the cloak.
Now that the formula is complete and there are no problems with the finished product, he is ready to leave. Shani also ended her study tour and was about to start her studies at Ossenfurt University.
"Okay, people are leaving one after another. Now it's time for us to say goodbye, White Wolf."
Lan said in a normal tone, and Geralt laughed.
"You are not a hypocrite, Lan. Don't make me laugh."
Lan En shrugged: "I'm really not, after all, we have a long time to live. I just want to remind you, remember to give her the gift I gave to Ciri. She should be able to use the bladed guy now, right?"
"Please, are you still worried that I will steal Ciri's treasure?"
Geralt patted the sheathed dagger in the leather pouch on his waist, and finally nodded towards Triss and Lann. .
Then he turned the horse's head without any delay and ran towards the vast wilderness outside the city.
Lan En also gently rubbed the magic ring on his hand and passed the message to the matching magic leg ring on Qilin.
And Triss began to mobilize the magic power of chaos.
The roaring bear head pendant around Lan En's neck was dancing like crazy.
Triss complained while continuing to cast spells.
"Fortunately, you are different from Geralt, my dear. Yennefer has complained to me many times. Every time he can walk through the portal, Geralt would rather ride a horse."
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