After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"Hey?"

Lan Tang opened his eyes wide, a little confused.

As a conservative spy who was taught by the old-school French gentleman Baudelaire before he lost his memory, and a veteran sister-con who doesn't care about anything except his sister after he lost his memory, the word "debut" is really a bit too much for him.

"I started out as a novelist." Liuli explained.

Another benefit brought about by the integration of the world is that all the literary masters have become involved in underworld activities, and the literary world has become so desolate that even third-rate novels can be regarded as mainstream literature.

In this case, it is understandable that you want to write something to make a little money.

Lan Tang showed a very interested expression. After washing the dishes and clearing the table, he sat on the sofa and held Liuli in his arms.

"Can you tell me about it? What kind of world does Adele want to create?"

Liuli fell into his arms and couldn't help saying, "Brother actually just wants to hug me, right?"

Lan Tang rested his chin on her head with a satisfied expression, "Because if I hold you, I won't feel cold."

"Adele is my summer morning. With you by my side, the coldness disappears along with the waves."

Lan Tang was expressing his true feelings. As long as Liuli was by his side, the coldness that surrounded him all the time seemed to have disappeared.

Hearing this again, Liuli showed a helpless expression, as if her heart had been hit, and she had no idea how to respond.

After thinking about it, she turned the topic back to the novel.

"I want to write a story about a girl with amnesia who saves the world!"

"In a fire that seems to consume the entire city, a girl with amnesia watches the Holy Grail floating in the sky and falls into despair."

"The Holy Grail?" Lantang asked. "Is it the one from Arthurian legend?"

As a native Frenchman, Lantang's hatred for Britain is ingrained in his bones, but as the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles, he still has some impression of the cup in the legend of King Arthur.

"That's right, but it should be said that it's something even more magical. It's a cup made of magic that can fulfill any wish."

"A girl in despair summoned a person with special abilities from another world who had also lost his memory..."

"Is it me?"

Lan Tang's eyes lit up, and even his tone was filled with excitement.

"That's right." Liuli nodded. "Afterwards, in order to save the world, the girl and the psychic traveled back to the changed history."

"The first world is about Joan of Arc, who was resurrected after the Hundred Years' War between England and France, and transformed into a vengeful dragon witch..."

Lan Tang listened to the story quietly, nodding from time to time. After listening to the first short chapter, he gave his own opinion seriously.

"What a great story, I'm so glad I got to go on this adventure with Adele."

"Have you decided which literary club to submit your work to?"

Liuli nodded and said, "I have been searching for information on the Internet for a long time and I think the Akagi Literary Society under the Akagi Foundation is very good."

"Under this situation, it's likely that companies under established financial groups will be more reliable."

Lan Tang thought for a moment and agreed with this view.

Liuli suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to ask Lan Tang, "By the way, brother, do you want to try writing poetry?"

Lan Tang rubbed her hair with his chin, and their hair intertwined, black and white intertwined, yet extremely harmonious.

"Why do you ask? Adele really wants to see me write poetry?"

"I just feel that my brother has the temperament of a poet."

That kind of melancholy, confused poet who couldn't find the way forward and couldn't go back, wandering alone and eventually died in a foreign land.

"A poet?" Lan Tang murmured to himself and couldn't help smiling.

"Okay, then starting today, I will write poems for Adele."

He looked into Liuli's eyes, as if embracing the world again through her pupils.

"In every legendary adventure story, there is always a bard who sings praises to the savior."

"Since Adele is the savior, let me be the poet."

"Angel who saved me from ruins and desolation, as a gift of encounter, I sincerely beg God to grant you the happy future that you find in fairy tales."