"Let him leave Novigrad, or should I say let the Shapeshifter leave Novigrad?"
Dudu's tone was somber.
Upon hearing Lann's suggestion, Dudu, pacified by the Yakxi Rune, seemed calmed on the surface.
However, looking at the expression on the Half-Elf's face, Lann felt that... he was now more resolute than before.
"No, we will not leave Novigrad."
His tone was no longer that of a carefree Half-Elf, but carried the determination of one who had endured hardships and was not swayed by others.
Under this tone, the others in the room also fell into solemn silence.
"We can transform into an unknown person, even a beggar, but we will not leave Novigrad. We refuse to become Shapeshifters in the wilderness. This is what this city owes us!"
"When humans seized this city from the Elves, they simultaneously destroyed the natural environment we originally lived in. We were hunted like mad dogs, nearly driven to extinction. Only a few survived, including me."
