In Ludwig's eyes, Michelangelo's David is an immortal monument in the history of human art.

Anastasia and Marguerite saw the dangerous love of the girl on the swing of Master Fragonard's swing attracted their attention even more.

However, the protagonists of today's Kunsthalle in Vienna are not these two, after all, even the more recent swinging girl is a work before the First World War, and David is a work from the ancient Roman period.

The hottest topic of discussion at the Kunsthalle in Vienna is the phenomenal work of the latest avant-garde art, which is said to be a masterpiece whose creator himself suspects to have a history of mental illness.

Whether it is David or the girl swinging, they are all about showing "beauty", but this painting has nothing to do with any "beauty", it is the work of the emerging expressionist master Munch-Scream.

The painting depicts a scene of a twisted and eccentric loner on a bridge holding his ears and screaming against the backdrop of a sunset with strange lines.

The colors used by the creator Master Munch maintain a certain degree of connection with nature, but they all produce great deformations and distortions.

The blue water, the brown ground, the green trees, and the red sky are all exaggerated and expressive, but they do not lose the approximate authenticity of their colors.

The colors of the whole painting are melancholy, with a heavy blood-red suspended above the horizon, giving a sense of foreboding.

It clashes with the purple in the shade of the sea; The purple color was darkened by the distance. The same purple color is repeated on the clothes of the screamers. His hands and head were left in a pale, bleak brownish-gray color.

There is no concrete object in the whole painting that hints at the horror that triggered this scream.

The image in the center of the picture is creepy, with a lonely man with a distorted face covering his ears, as if to keep out some sound.

His big eyes barely looked like the proportions of a human being, and he couldn't hear the footsteps of the two distant pedestrians, nor the two boats and the steeple of the church in the distance, only the endless loneliness and fear haunted him.

This lonely man, completely isolated from reality, seems to have been completely conquered by the extreme fear in his own heart.

The deformed and distorted screaming faces, the wide eyes and sunken cheeks reminded one of skeletons associated with death. It's nothing short of a screaming ghost.

For the vast majority of normal people, seeing this painting will cause some kind of instinctive discomfort at the same time.

This is a style that is incompatible with the traditional Europa oil painting art, and there is nothing in the painting that is not full of turbulence.

The twisting curves of the sky and the water contrast sharply with the thick and straight diagonal form of the bridge.

The whole composition is full of rough and strong rhythms in the dynamic of rotation. All formal elements seemed to convey that piercing scream.

The painting "The Scream" expresses the miserable scream in the art of painting.

This method of visualizing sound waves in an artistic way would have been scolded as a deviant in the ancient Roman era, when the people of that era could not accept this avant-garde art.

The creator, Master Munch, is said to have a serious family history.

He had a happy and happy family, with a father who was a knowledgeable and respected military doctor, and a mother who had a good upper-class artistic education in the Holy Roman Empire.

At the age of five, Munch lost his mother.

At the age of fourteen, my sister died of tuberculosis, and my sister suffered from severe mental illness.

At the age of twenty-six, his father died, and five years later, his younger brother died shortly after their marriage.

The early death of his loved ones, as well as his family's medical history, haunted Munch, leaving him with severe mental torture at every turn.

Parting and grief constituted the first half of Munch's life.

Munch's works, his landscapes, portraits and self-portraits can deeply feel the anxiety of life, the anxiety of love and the fear of death.

The final artistic style is this kind of expressionist painting that does not aim for "beauty", but completely shows the fear and impermanence of the world.

There is a morbid hypersensitivity to Munch's work, and he was once afraid that he would become a madman.

The father's moodiness and fanatical piety all imply madness. Influenced by this, Munch's artistic theme has always been life cursed by death and mental illness.

David and the Swing Girl are the best in the world to express the beauty of art.

Master Munch, on the other hand, did the opposite, showing the darkest and craziest side of art.

No one knows what the person in this "Scream" saw and heard, and then he showed such a frightened and crazy expression.

"This master...... I'm afraid it's not normal, right? ”

"I've never seen a painting like this, and at first glance it looks like a mess, like the work of a failed student at an art academy, but when I look closely, I feel creepy."

"Munch, you must have gone crazy to draw this kind of picture in a nightmare."

"My heart is racing, what the hell is this painting trying to say?"

Obviously, even visitors to the Kunsthalle in Vienna do not understand such art.

Unlike Michelangelo's statue of David and Fragonard's swinging girl, this "Scream" gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Strange...... The painting. ”

"It's an uncomfortable feeling."

"These eyes, as if they have seen something."

Ludwig, Anastasia, and Margaret all stopped in front of the most popular works in the Kunsthalle in Vienna, each with a different expression.

In Ludwig's eyes, the reflection is the multiple combinations of lines behind the protagonist of this painting.

It was a completely different kind of expression from David, the swing girl, and it was the first time Ludwig had seen almost disorganized, unreasonable lines.

But in this simple and even ugly line, it seems that there is a hidden truth of some kind of world, which makes him unable to extricate himself.

Observing, Ludwig instinctively turned on the absolute sense of time, and then was surprised to find that this was a trace of time that he had never observed.

The seemingly chaotic lines do not point to the past and present, but to the "future".

It is as if Master Munch, who painted this painting, painted a landscape that would never have appeared in his time in a state of extremely abnormal mental state.

What are these lines all about?

Could this Master Munch also have a talent similar to the absolute sense of time, and can still paint it with his own brush?

The more Ludwig looked at it, the more he felt that the painting was not simple, and that others were looking at the protagonist in the scream, the lonely man who covered his ears and screamed, but he was completely attracted by the lines.

On the contrary, Anastasia and Margaret's expressions were almost identical.

The two turned their heads in unison and set their eyes in the direction where the shouting hero was looking.

It's as if there's something indescribable out there.

Of course, there is no such thing in the Kunsthalle Vienna, and what Anastasia and Marguerite see is the audience that comes to visit, as well as the world-famous paintings and works of art.

"Auntie, I don't feel quite right, only this painting gives me this feeling."

Anastasia frowned, she instinctively smelled something strange, a smell that didn't fit in with the world she loved.

"Yes...... The smell of death. ”

Compared to the young Anastasia, Margaret, as the empress of the Holy Roman Empire, knew better what it tasted like.

Blood and death.

Bones and wreckage.

It was the smell of the world of the dead, the smell of the battlefield.

It's just that this is the center of the Holy Roman Empire, the art capital of the world, Vienna, how can you smell this kind of world war battlefield?

Is there something wrong with her sense of smell?

Anastasia also seemed to smell something, which may have been her innate talent for golden cat ears and blood.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's not my favorite style, but it's a masterpiece that is destined to be written into the history of world art."

"The lines can still be used in this way, and the creativity and imagination of the masters really have no limits."

Ludwig turned his head and saw Anastasia and Margaret, who had entered a state of vigilance, and was a little strange.

"Don't you smell strange, Ludwig?"

Anastasia shrugged her nose, there was indeed a terrifying smell that made her cat's tail stand on end.

It's not like it's coming from an oil painting, the "Scream" seems to be just a door, attracting something that doesn't belong to this world.

"Ludwig, if you look closely at that painting, can you tell what the protagonist of that painting is looking at and crying out?"

Margaret prompts Ludwig.

Ludwig, according to Anastasia and Margaret, looks at the past from the perspective of the protagonist of the painting.

Well, there's a peerless beauty there.

She looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white face as white as jade, and a pair of pear vortices between her cheeks.

has no makeup, but there are two blush floating between the cheeks, like a lily that has just opened, white and red.

Long curved eyebrows, not like a painting.

A pair of eyes that are looking forward to life, that ripples with intoxicating charm.

The wide pearl-white ribbon is curled up, and the long silver hair that is already flowing gives people a temperament like the elves in the painting.

Silver ice crystals hovered behind her, and a flag wrapped around her aura was planted beside her.

It's close, it's close, but it's far, it's far.

If it weren't for this "Scream" at the Kunsthalle Vienna, it would have been impossible for Ludwig, Anastasia and Margaret to observe this trace.

Among them, Anastasia and Margaret only had a rough sense of how she gradually entered the world, as if they could tell by the waves on the surface of the water that there were big fish under the water.

Ludwig, on the other hand, saw the big fish clearly.

She is entangled in many chaotic trajectories of time, some from the past, some from the future, and the present is not yet fully formed.

It is only through this "Scream" that Ludwig can be seen in the Kunsthalle in Vienna of the Holy Roman Empire.

"That's ...... Who? ”

"It's beautiful."

Ludwig couldn't help but say it.

The third, to give him a familiar and strange feeling, is a girl who is waking up from her slumber little by little.

She came to this scientific world where the Holy Roman Empire, the Eastern Roman Empire, and the New Roman Confederation coexisted.

Thanks to the enlightenment of Anastasia and Marguerite, Ludwig finally knew what a woman's beauty was, and therefore she was able to discover the beauty in her.

The girl slowly turned her gaze to this side, looking at Ludwig in the Vienna Art Museum of the Holy Roman Empire.

Except for Ludwig, there was no one in her eyes.

"Found ......"

The devil's girl smiled and clutched the ghostly white bone banner beside her.

One day in heaven and one year on earth.

After traveling to this temporal world and wandering outside the world for a long time as a meteorite, she finally found the person she was looking for.

We've made an appointment and we'll definitely see each other again.

Isn't it, Yumo.

"Wait, what do you see, Ludwig!"

Anastasia was the first to notice Ludwig's problem.

"Tell me honestly, Ludwig, who did you see, what kind of girl was it?"

Marguerite, who knew how slow Ludwig was in love, knew the seriousness of the problem just by hearing Ludwig say the word "beautiful".

Don't look at Ludwig's insensibility for love is terribly dull, but his aesthetic is not high.

Bonaparte's canaries were all first-class beauties in Vienna, and he never seemed to care.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire and Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Eastern Roman Empire were in his room, and he was able to go fishing without distraction.

Finally, I got a little closer to him, how could I tolerate someone to intervene at this time.

It's not a third party, it's a fourth person!

The blood of Rome, it is better to marry the blood of Rome, this is based on science!

I think that at the beginning, there were not a few people who wanted her to marry Roman's savage brother.

Turning the pages of the history of the ancient Roman Empire is nothing new.

"Don't you see, she's there?"

Ludwig looked at Anastasia and Margaret in confusion, and then looked at the other side.

Ah, gone?

Am I mistaken?

Or was there really a beautiful woman there just now, but he left without paying attention?

No, she's obviously looking at me too, too?

"It's a woman, I knew there was something wrong with this painting!"

Anastasia looked at Master Munch's cry angrily, obviously a scream and fear of seeing something indescribable, why did Ludwig see a girl!

"Yes, there is a big problem with this painting."

On this issue, Margaret and her little niece are exactly the same.