The two chatted briefly, and Britney needed to go back quickly on the grounds that the Chamber of Commerce was busy with relocation affairs.

Reiter didn't hold back, took it to the castle gate, and went back to his room.

Sit on the edge of the bed.

Leiter closed his eyes and carefully felt the world around him, no longer dark and dreary.

Under the mobilization of spiritual power, the overwhelming earth element is like yellow sand, surging and undulating everywhere. Like a river of quicksand, it surrounds the body and exudes infinite mystery.

Lei Te thought silently, it turned out that his scattered mysteries had reached a very high level, and the realm of heaven and earth that he had felt before seemed to be the mysteries of condensation.

"Dispersion and condensation are both tied to the earth element, which is essentially an infinite change of the earth element, but it is elusive ......"

From one extreme to the other.

A flash of realization rose in Leiter's heart, and he controlled the quicksand around him to constantly change shape, sometimes like a cone thorn, sometimes like a small sand wolf.

Then, he began to try to compress the earth element with his spiritual power as much as possible, and see if it was compressed to a certain extent, so that he could touch the mysteries of condensation.

But it didn't take long for me to give up reluctantly.

He was too naïve to think, and the mystery of condensation really couldn't be realized by simply compressing the earth element. It's like scattering the mysteries and separating the earth elements from each other, and there is a world of difference between the two.

But he firmly believes that as long as he persists, he will eventually reap the rewards.

There is a special connection between the mystery of dispersion and the mystery of condensation.

At the beginning, the wool of the sand elf made Leiter feel like a tiger in the perception of the mystery of Sanzhi, and he got twice the result with half the effort.

The realm of the mystery of scattering soars, and realizing the mystery of condensation is naturally a matter of course.

Immersed in the mystical perception, time has passed for half a month.

In March, the smoke is hazy, and the warbler flies and the grass grows.

The catkins are flying, and the warmth is as good as ever.

On the shore of Hanjing Lake, the sparkling lake surface flows with colorful spots, and fish and shrimp and crabs compete to jump out of the water.

Nature pervades every corner.

On the shore of the lake, a man and a woman snuggled up to each other, sitting on the green lawn, with a hint of concentration in their expressions of affection.

The two of them each have a drawing board, and the watercolor pen moves with the movement of the arm and the flexible rotation of the fingers, leaving traces on the canvas.

A man is drawing.

The other person, the one who is drawing.

On the canvas in front of Ruilai's eyes, a fierce and vast figure can be faintly seen, covered in cyan scales, with blazing eyes, sharp claws, and a strong momentum that seems to permeate through the white paper.

He was focused, and the painting in front of him was based on part of his father's description of dragons in "Coiling Dragon", combined with his own imagination of dragons, and the patterns of some dragon-like monsters in the native world.

He plans to create a cover for his father, and has been secretly painting for half a month, ready to surprise his father when the time comes.

At this time, most of the work has been completed, the main body of the dragon has been completed, and only the rendering of the surrounding background remains.

He felt that his mental energy was a bit too much and he needed to slow down.

"Well, let's take a break!"

Relai put down his pen and traced the last scale on the dragon's body, and placed the watercolor pen in the cylindrical pen holder. …

Stretching his waist, he turned his head to look at his lover Klina beside him, his eyes full of love.

The other party is also concentrating on painting.

Relai couldn't help but be intrigued, looking at the canvas in front of Krina and blinking, a smile flashing in his eyes.

The "person" in the painting, well, can barely be called a person, is painting against a board, and through the faint outline of the face and the surrounding background, Ray can recognize that it is himself.

After sketching a line with a dyed pen, Klina turned her head to look at Ruilai again, and said with disgust:

"Ruilai, I haven't finished painting yet, why don't you rest."

"Well, because there's one thing missing." Ruilai said with a bitter face.

"Huh? Is there a certain pigment missing? Krina said innocently, then looked at her pen holder to fill in the gaps.

Her blue hair swayed, and a scent came to her nose.

Ruilai looked at the extremely touching Klina, her heart was about to move, and the next moment she leaned forward and leaned over.

Two shades of red are pasted on.

"Hmm... Well! ”

The world suddenly calmed down.

Krina's face was flushed with wide eyes, but she was not the girl who had not been a girl at the beginning, and she quickly adapted to it and even catered to it......

The two spirit snakes were entangled and intertwined, the offense and defense were exchanged, and they separated after a long time.

"Nasty ......" Krina lowered her head, her voice like a mosquito.

Relai put his arm around Krina and smiled.

The two looked at the lakeside, and their minds recalled the first scene of confirming their relationship and kissing at Sun Lake.

Unconsciously the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Ruilai, let's go to Sun Lake another day, shall we?" Krina said softly.

"Okay, I'm a little nostalgic too......"

It's dusk.

Krina went back to the castle before Relai, and she and Mina made an agreement to go to the rooftop to watch the sunset together at dusk.

Ruilai sat alone on the shore of Hanjing Lake, watching the light on the lake surface change from bright and dazzling at noon to the beautiful and soft at dusk, and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

He held the watercolor pen in his hand again, and the ghost waved it, leaving a strong stroke on the canvas in front of him.

In an instant, like the finishing touch, the whole dragon seemed to come to life and come to life, and even the surrounding scene rendered a particularly strong atmosphere, making people feel in it.

"Good painting!"

An exclamation came from behind.

The joy and joy generated by Ruilai's completion instantly froze, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly stood up and looked behind him.

His eyes were wary, and he looked at the figure in front of him.

An old man in a white traveling cloak was standing on the grass, with two shallow wrinkles on his forehead, thin cheeks, holding a dark wand, a hood on his head, a drawing board on his back, and a medium-sized package on his shoulder. The appearance is quite unfamiliar.

"You... Who is it? When to come here! Ruilai asked with a slightly cold face.

At the same time, he was also a little nervous in his heart, the strength of the person in front of him was obviously much higher than him, and his spiritual power probed the past, like a deep water, and he couldn't see the bottom.

"Hehehe, don't be nervous, I'm a painter." The white-robed old man smiled and spoke, bathing in the dusk, looking very gentle. …

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have malicious intentions, Ruilai secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"You... Also a painter? What is your name? ”

Ruilai intends to understand the identity of the other party first, and cannot be ignorant of the other party's information.

"Forget my name, you can call me a white hat." The white-robed old man said, "I have been near here since the early morning, from the time you came, to paint, to the present. I observed everything clearly, and at the end you put the finishing touch on it, which surprised me a little.

There's no doubt that your painting skills have made a breakthrough in the end! ”

There was a touch of surprise in Ruilai's eyes, and the person in front of him knew how to draw...... Wait!

The other party just said that he brought it here since the morning? Haven't you been watching him? So the scene of his intimacy with Klina also fell in the eyes of the other party?

Ruilai's eyes suddenly became strange.

"Ahem." As if guessing what he was thinking, the old man in the white hat said lightly: "I don't have the habit of peeping into other people's privacy, and when something happens, I wander around other places." ”

Is it? Ruilai was suspicious in his heart, and he didn't believe it because of the other party's casual explanation, but he knew that it was pointless to delve into this.

The white hat shook his head, bent down to pick up the drawing board on the ground, and took out two watercolor pens from the pen holder, personally condensing the water element and wetting the tip of the pen.

Immediately, in Ruilai's exclamation, he quickly left two strokes on the painting that was about to be sent to his father.

"What are you doing?!"

A flash of anger flashed in Ruilai's eyes, this was a gift from his father, and no one else was allowed to destroy it.

He snatched the sketchpad and looked at Ruilai with the white hat unchanged.

Ruilai glanced at the painting after being added two strokes, and his expression suddenly froze. In the next second, my heart was shocked, and my eyes were about to pop out.

At this time, the dragon was not only vivid, but in the vicious rage, there was also a touch of mystery and grandeur, and it suddenly rose a notch.

When he stared at the dragon, it seemed as if the other party was staring at him as well.

Even if you turn your head and glance sideways, you can feel the other party staring at you coldly.

It seems that it is possible to come out of the painting at any time and give him a breath of destruction dragon's breath.

Ruilai pressed the horror in his heart, put away all his emotions, and the initial unhappiness disappeared.

looked at the old man in the white hat again, and there was a little more solemnity in his eyes.

He had already thoroughly recognized that the person in front of him was a master of painting with profound skills, and his level was much better than his own!

The two strokes at his fingertips surpassed his brilliant pen and made a judgment.

He held the canvas in both hands, looked at it carefully, and couldn't put it down, how good would it be if he painted it himself?

After a moment, he sighed with a complicated expression: "Thank you, Mr. White Hat." ”

This painting has been improved by this finishing touch, which not only makes the level more outstanding, but also makes it easier for me as the original author to learn some skills and experience from it.

"Hehe, you're welcome, I can feel that you have a real love for painting and have a certain talent." The white hat looked at Ruilai with a smile in his eyes: "This is rare in magicians, I have lived most of my life, and I have never seen many magicians willing to put energy into painting." Even if there were, it was just a small fight, and the level was low. In addition to meditation and magic, more people add a sub-profession to learn alchemy. …

You, are an exception! ”

Ruilai was silent, and heard the white hat say, "I'm going to stay here for a while longer, you... Would you like to learn painting with me for a few days? ”

Raylai's eyes flashed with surprise, he didn't expect the other party to have this plan.

Teach him to draw?

He looked down at the dragon that came alive on the drawing board, as if it was really a life sealed in it.

Ruilai's expression showed a hint of hesitation, and he had to admit that he was moved......

Return to the castle.

Ruilai found his father as soon as possible and reported everything that happened today.

At this time, Reiter was sitting in a chair, holding the crystal glass and gently fiddling, and the red wine liquid in the glass swayed with it.

Leiter touched his chin and stared at the canvas sent by Relai, with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"This painting is very good, if it is hung in the exhibition hall, I am afraid that many people will come to see it." LTECH commented.

Then he looked at Ruilai and said with a smile:

"You're all excited, and it doesn't hurt to learn to draw with a white hat, it's not often that such a good free opportunity comes by.

If you want to study in the future, you have to pay money. ”

"Huh? Pay the money? Ruilai keenly caught this word, held the hand of the cup for a moment, and said in surprise: "Father, what you said about paying money... What is the meaning? ”

"Oh? Didn't the white hat tell you? ”

"Say what?" Ruilai was even more dazed.

Reiter made a strange look and continued:

"When the White Hat first arrived in my territory today, he was noticed by me.

I also talked to him, and I wanted to invite him to join the territory, but unfortunately the guy didn't agree.

But in the end, he promised me that he was willing to open a studio in Dark Eagle City, so if he learned painting in the future, he would definitely have to charge a fee, and even whether he could teach ordinary students advanced skills was another matter. ”

"Open a studio?" Ruilai blinked, thinking of the white hat's superb painting skills, which made sense.

"That's right. In the afternoon, I accompanied him to pick a suitable location in the city, close to the administrative office, next to the Kasuga Fruit Tea Restaurant. Reiter smiled and winked, "It's close to where you work." ”

Ruilai's eyes were full of suddenness, so it seemed that the other party had left in the middle of the afternoon, and he didn't spy on him and Krina......

secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Father, how is the strength of the white hat?" I didn't notice anything when I came into contact this afternoon. ”

"Sixth-level magister, very strong." Reiter said seriously.

"Sixth-level Magister?" Ruilai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what his father had said just now that he could detect the arrival of the white hat.

Isn't this something that a fifth-level magus can do?

Facing Ruilai's puzzled and puzzled gaze, Lei Tet smiled faintly and casually released his spiritual power, showing his level of a sixth-level magister.

Originally, Leiter planned to temporarily conceal the news of his breakthrough, but among the three sons, Ruilai's identity was slightly special, and he shared many affairs for himself in the entire territory. Understand the true strength of a liege, make it easier to manage the territory, and deal with some unexpected situations.

Therefore, after a little thought, LTECH informed Ruilai of his strength.

"It's... It's incredible! ”

Ruilai's eyes widened slightly, and the shock in his heart was no less than seeing the advanced painting skills of the white hat in the afternoon.

But it had only been a little over a year, and my father had broken through to the sixth-level magister. According to this trend, wouldn't it be a hundred years ago, my father would have been able to reach the pinnacle of the Great Magus?

Just a step away from the Sanctuary?

At that time, wouldn't it become the top family of the Jinlun Kingdom?

Noticing that he was thinking far away, Ruilai came back to his senses, and looked at his father's slightly complicated eyes, with surprise and envy, but more than that, he was happy!

2-in-1, long wait

The words of thanks are in the "Writer's Words".