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The painting...
It's the women who might kill me.
But he looked at the painting carefully and thought about it again.
If the butler were to take the paintings and look for people, considering how shocked people in this world were by his paintings, it would probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
So Lanci pushed away the easel.
He expertly prepared the canvas again, intending to paint a more ordinary portrait of Talia the refugee.
however.
He had just put down a few strokes on his new work when he felt so dizzy that he could hardly see the canvas.
The maid looked at Lanqi's painful expression with some worry, but she didn't dare to interrupt his creation forcibly.
But hesitated for a moment.
She felt that maybe the young master really wouldn't vent his anger on other people today.
So he swallowed and said:
"Master, if you feel particularly uncomfortable, it may be that you have fallen into a state of mana exhaustion... You seem to devote your whole heart and your own mana to painting. I have heard that there are stories of great painters or card makers in history who have dedicated their lives to art..."
"No more painting."
Lanqi put down his pen immediately after hearing this.
This is not something that can be done by staying up late to paint and then pass by.
This time he clearly felt as if something strange was flowing through his body while he was painting!
"Please help me take this painting to the housekeeper and ask him to do as I tell him to do after he has looked at it. Then, help me keep this painting away and don't take it out of the house."
Lanqi said, pointing to the painting he had drawn earlier.
As soon as I relax, I feel very sleepy.
The fatigue swept over me more violently like a wave that had just receded, and I couldn't help but nod my head.
He realized that at this rate, he probably wouldn't have the energy to draw a second portrait that would allow the butler to clearly recognize Talia in the short term.
"And wake me up before dinner, no matter what."
After saying this, Lanqi stopped talking.
"I know, I know!"
The maid carefully used magic props to accelerate the drying process and seal the painting for preservation.
On the one hand, the price of this painting is difficult to estimate, and on the other hand, the young master has fallen asleep leaning on the chair.
She was extremely happy about the young master's transformation today, and couldn't help but become more curious about the level of the young master's work.
So she secretly used identification magic and finally saw the true face of the painting -
[Portrait of a mysterious princess]
[Type: Artwork]
[Level: Epic]
[Rank: 1]
[The creatures who appreciate this painting will recover a small amount of spirit and physical strength, and their favorability towards the princess in the portrait will increase, with a chance of increasing a small amount of spirit. ]
……
When Lanqi woke up again, he opened his eyes and looked out the familiar window. It was already afternoon.
The setting sun gradually sank to the west, and the golden light with a hint of red permeated the clouds. The light shining through the window created ripples, adding a psychedelic color to the room.
It must be the housekeeper who carried me back to the room.
Because there was a letter at the head of his bed, written in the housekeeper's beautiful handwriting - it was about Talia's whereabouts.
Lanqi shook his head and slept particularly deeply.
However, when he sat up and stretched.
I found a new painting in a prominent position in my room.
This painting alone adds a touch of artistic atmosphere to the whole room.
Lankey sat on the bed, frowning at Talia's portrait.
The maid and the butler must have misunderstood what he meant.
I'm asking you to help me frame this painting and hang it in my room.
I want you to help me hide it!
Otherwise, if the person in the portrait saw someone painting her so seriously, how embarrassing it would be!
"never mind."
Lanqi turned over and got out of bed helplessly.
Talia had no chance to come to his room anyway.
It would be a success if we could trick her out of this country safely.
Chapter 3: Lanqi knows how to play with contracts
Even though the golden color of dusk had completely disappeared, the night scene of the city illuminated by lights still showed no less beauty than before.
Next to the ancient buildings on both sides, pedestrians were dressed in various clothes and had leisurely smiles on their faces.
In a corner of a residential area a few hundred meters away from the city gate.
There was no light except the torches the guards placed on the walls and the lamps that came from the residents' windows.
After Lanci's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he slowly approached his destination.
He could see something huddled under the wall at the corner—many huddled creatures, in fact.
A fragile-looking guy shivering from the cold.
Lanqi continued to walk towards that place. He could hear the sounds of those lives.
"Meow~meow~"
He stopped, squatted, and opened the lunch box in his hand.
Just by doing this, the fragrance begins to spread.
When Lanqi threw the cooked chicken on the ground not far away, kittens gradually began to approach him.
At this moment.
He seemed not to notice that not far across the street, there was a figure sitting against the wall. She looked like a homeless person in the slums.
This street corner is not a good place, it is lonely and only has some wild cats.
But there were no other homeless people and few guards.
Talia hates humans, so this place makes her feel more comfortable.
No one would have thought that a girl dressed like a refugee was once a demon princess.
Time passed like this.
Almost all the kittens around were attracted to Lanqi.
Lanqi watched the cats eat with a happy face.
He learned from the housekeeper that Talia had been sleeping on the street here for the past two days.
So before dinner, Lanqi asked the chef at the mansion to prepare enough special scented chicken for him. Cats can eat it, and it tastes even better when eaten by humans.
Then a little later, I deliberately found this place and pretended to feed the cat.
"..."
Although during these few minutes, Lanqi never looked at Talia.
But Talia had already noticed this human who had rashly entered her "territory".
If he just stayed here honestly, Talia might just ignore him.
But why would that damn human use such high-quality meat to feed wild cats?
Thinking back on the years of living in the open air, Talia could only come to one conclusion: even cats eat better than her.
Finally, she couldn't help but look towards Lanqi.
But due to her dignity, she seemed unable to utter any words of rebuke for a moment.
He could only stare at Ranchi with death.
But Lanqi seemed not to notice her for a long time.
“Can you feed the cats somewhere else?”
She spoke, coldly.
Lanqi raised his head in a daze, looking blankly in the direction where the voice came from. After seeming to roughly understand the situation, he responded calmly:
"I come to this place more often than you do."
He was declaring his sovereignty by stating the fact that he often feeds cats here.
Upon hearing this, Talia snorted coldly and ignored him.
Because this human didn't lie.
Lanqi didn't say anything more.
What he just said is indeed true.
As a native of this town, he comes here more often than Talia.
Talia had just arrived in this town, so she naturally didn't know whether Lanqi had come here to feed the cats in the past few days.