"Aha!"
Dandelion pointed across the table at Lann with a fork still adorned with onion rings, his face filled with excitement and surprise.
"You clever rascal!"
Lann responded with a smile from under his hood.
"What?" Geralt looked back and forth between Lann and Dandelion, baffled. "What are you guys talking about? Can you stop being so vague?"
"To hide a drop of water, the best way is to conceal it in a lake."
Dandelion said proudly to Geralt.
"You see, back when we hung out, you always said things that left me puzzled, but now the tables have turned!"
"But right now, where's the 'lake'?"
Thanks to Hunter's superior education compared to ordinary people, Geralt only needed to think a little to understand the metaphor in Dandelion's words.
——If everyone has Lann's build, then he wouldn't stand out, making hiding much easier.
But how could such a physique be possible...
"A cloak? A magic cloak?"
