Chapter 1018: 1000 shapeshifters (one thousand

Chapter 1018 1000. Shapeshifter (a thousand chapters of spreading flowers!)

‘Dandelion’ panicked and broke into a sheepfold.

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 spread in the sheepfold. As soon as he broke in, his chaotic footsteps started flying around with light hay.

Lan blocked the doorway.

“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.

However, with the development of churches and doctrines, it is always easier for extreme ideas and extreme speech to gain attention and followers.

Hence 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-shifter appears, and it is estimated that a stake will be erected in this city.

“Huh ~ you, who are you?”

“Me, I copied Dandelion two or three years ago.”

The series of exercises just now were not even a warm-up for him.

The physical driving force transformed by magic power whipped up strong winds, pushing the halfling right into a tent on the side.

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.

When he saw it, he panicked, thinking that they were coming to kill him.

The shapeshifter's voice became lower as he spoke.

So the halfling that the shapeshifter turned into hadn't run far yet, and the angle was just right.

‘Dandelion’ said, panting.

While the shapeshifters imitated Dandelion, they also inherited his poor physical strength.

Lan En said calmly, hoping that his calm tone would infect the other person and make him calm down.

“Uh, are you really not here to kill me?”

The fence of the sheepfold would allow Dandelion, a physical idiot, to get stuck for more than ten seconds before he could get out, but it could not stop the dexterous halfling at all.

The sticky batter was quickly shaped, and a human of average height was transformed into a dexterous halfling in a matter of seconds!

Lann has never seen this scene, or in other words, there are very few people in the world who can see the entire transformation process of a shape-shifter with their own eyes. Even the great masters of the Wolf School like Vesemir have probably never seen it!

This race is rare and difficult to find. It is difficult to meet, let alone witness the transformation process with your own eyes.

He obviously didn't believe it, because Lan En's emblem was a bear, and the shapeshifter had heard rumors about those cold-blooded monster killers.

【Alder's Seal】!

A "bang" sound as the air surges.

"If you had Dandelion's memories, you would know."

 Lan En’s tone and words really don’t seem to be a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

“I am truly a friend of Dandelion, the shapeshifter.”

The halfling transformed by the shapeshifter stood in the tent. The tent had been sealed tightly by the butcher, and the edges of the tarpaulin were nailed to the ground.

Then, Triss and Priscilla also followed to the door of this small tent.

Lan En blocked the exit of the sheepfold, speaking in a gentle tone, trying to get the other person to calm down and have a good talk.

Lan En crossed the entire sheepfold in a few steps and took the opportunity to block the entrance of the tent.

“Don’t kill me, witcher.”

The whole process is like turning a person's body into a bag of flour mixed with water.

In the corridor on the second floor of the Kingfisher Tavern, Geralt occupied a dining table and sat down to sleep.

Until Lan En walked up to him and called him, 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.

Lann, who was unhappy, Triss who was still refreshed, 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 had no idea that it would take Lan En such a short time to find a shapeshifter in a big city with hundreds of thousands of people living there.

Lann saw Geralt’s surprised look.

“I can only say that it’s a coincidence.”

As he spoke, he took back his roaring bear head necklace from Dudu's body.

On the road, in order to prevent this "cautious and suspicious" shapeshifter from slipping away, he had to use silver objects to block his shapeshifting ability.

But although he is a demon hunter, he has not worked in this world for a long time, so that even essential silver items such as silver items cannot be found in the shape of a chain.

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, 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 doesn't need to get involved in writing the script at all. After he polishes the script and finalizes it, he can go to someone else's troupe to send the script and discuss the performance."

With a hoarse and deep voice, he walked from the dining table and opened a door in the corridor.

That was the room Triss 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 told you, 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, you shouldn't be able to help. busy."

Geralt turned his head and spread his hands to the people behind him.

Indicates that Dandelion's working status is 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.

It's just that the shapeshifter who turned into a halfling is now more at ease.

Priscilla’s face was full of interest.

She looked at Dandelion in surprise, 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 makes the poetess feel very excited.

“Your hometown is covered with snow

Frost covers rivers and lakes

Such a thing is perfectly justified, so

Don’t let longing and sadness cloud your heart? "

Priscilla stood at Dandelion's desk, reciting the sonnet the poet had written for the play, but doubting the last word.

“That doesn’t rhyme, you should say ‘cover your face’.”

“Who?!”

Dandelion jumped and meowed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Who’s questioning me, Dandelion, the greatest poet in the North?!”