Seeing that Cyrus was about to go out, Rosen hurriedly said, "Mentor, didn't you say that the beautiful girls in the town are all poisonous?" ”

He made a gesture of Joe, emphasizing the difficulty of drawing, in order to increase the weight of the chips so that Sellers could teach him more about spells.

And judging from Cyrus's jealous attitude towards Lilith before, that woman is not simple, and if she doesn't get it right, it will end up exposing the corpse in the wilderness.

Dealing with Sellers alone was tiring enough, and he didn't want another tigress.

Sellers had already reached the door, his hands touching the doorknob, but eventually stopped and did not pull the door open.

He didn't want to get in trouble either.

After being silent for a while, he said, "Why don't you use oil painting to draw another one of the girls who drew with a quill yesterday?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Rosen to speak, but he shook his head to himself.

"No, no, that girl is dressed too conservatively. Hypocritical moralists might be welcome, but most of those guys are poor. ”

After thinking about it, Cyrus decided to take the risk: "I know this in my heart, and there will be no danger." ”

With that, he opened the door and walked out.

Listening to the footsteps outside the door gradually fade away, Rosen pondered the gains and losses of this matter.

After some weighing, he realized that this was not necessarily all harmful to him, and perhaps it was good.

From Cyrus's previous words, it is surmised that Lilith should belong to a local organization in Whitehorse, and the leader of the organization should be Lady Pethie.

And Cyrus, a wandering mage, is very jealous of this organization.

Now, they're working with Lilith to make her work as a mannequin and make money painting oil paintings.

Sellers did benefit, but at the same time, Rosen's status rose and he and his painting skills were promoted.

Even if Lilith and Cyrus are in agreement to conceal his existence, there is a game of interest between the two themselves.

Once oil painting can make a lot of money, Lilith and the organization behind it can kick Cyrus away and pull herself alone.

And Cyrus will certainly try his best to avoid this situation, but he is weak, how can he prevent being kicked?

After thinking about it, Rosen thought of a way, which was to keep his life firmly in his hands.

If Lilith is found to be planning to turn around, there is a good chance that Sellers will threaten Rosen's life.

If Rosen is in Cyrus's situation, then he will quietly use toxins or curses to control Rosen, a money-making machine.

'In Whitehorse, the curse can't see the light, so there's a good chance it's poisoning me!' ’

Thinking that the cooperation between Cyrus and Lilith was improvised, he must not have had time to set it up yet, so he should still be safe now.

Then how to continue to be safe may be pinned on Lilith.

With this in mind, Lawson calmed down completely, carefully arranging his oil painting tools, and embracing a future full of dangers, but also hidden opportunities.

The minutes ticked by, and about a quarter of an hour later, footsteps were heard in the hallway outside the door, a familiar footfootstep, it was Cyrus.

The other footsteps were slightly faster and crisp, the sound of women's wooden high heels stepping on the board, most likely Lilith.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Cyrus walked in first, then opened the door and reached out in an inviting pose.

A few seconds later, a charming woman wearing a lady's light gauze feather hat, a knee-length skirt in dark purple gauze, and black fishnet suspenders walked in.

It was Lilith.

'Click~'

Cyrus gently closed the wooden door, pointed at Lawson and introduced, "Miss Lilith, this is my magic apprentice. He was in charge of the work of painting. ”

Lilith raised her hand slightly, her slender fingers half-lifted the veil covering her face, her amber eyes looked at Rosen carefully, and then covered her mouth and chuckled: "This is still a child, Mr. Cyrus, are you sure he can draw well?" ”

Cyrus smiled faintly: "Miss Lilith, I never do anything that I am not sure of, as long as you cooperate, then according to what I said before, I will give you 2 grams of hard work each time." At the same time, the income from selling paintings gives you 30%. ”

Lilith was noncommittal.

She swayed like a cat, walked around Rosen and his easel for half a circle, and then stood behind Rosen.

Bending down, his bright lips came to the back of Lawson's neck, and he teased: "Young man, have you ever seen a woman's body?" ”

Rosen felt goosebumps rise on his neck, and secretly said in his heart: "The girl from the other world is really precocious, obviously only two or three years older than my body, but she seems to be a person of two generations. ’

The soft and warm scent of perfume was like a mischievous elf, happily circling his cheeks and burrowing into Lawson's nose, making him angry with a strange feeling of danger and excitement.

It's like picking the back hair of a female leopard, it's really good-looking, and it's dangerous.

It's really exciting.

Lawson found that his heart was beating faster and his body was trembling slightly, so he thought about it, and simply did not suppress it, but instead amplified the natural reaction of his body as much as possible.

Lilith found out and giggled, "Mr. Cyrus, your apprentice is still a young child. ”

Cyrus was surprised: "Everyone has a first time, doesn't it?" Miss Lilith's first experience may not be calm, right? ”

"You're right."

Lilith graciously admitted, tilted her head and thought for a moment, and said, "I'm very free anyway, so instead of staying in the hall all day and smelling the stench of a bunch of drunkards, I should come here and do something interesting." ”

"So, let's start now?"

Lilith looked curious: "No problem, but how do you start?" ”

Cyrus pointed to the wooden bed, "Lie down, pose in what you think will most tempt a man, and let my apprentice draw it." ”

Lilith turned around and lay on her side on the wooden bed, and said with a smile: "Interesting, do you want to take off your clothes?" ”

"I'm talking about the posture that most seduces men, and as for how to do it, it's your housekeeping skills. I'm a layman who doesn't talk much. ”

"Hee-hee~ It's funny."

Lilith tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Mr. Cyrus, I know what to do. However, we nightingales will have a rule, that is, we can't let two men see the body at the same time, so ......"

Sellers shrugged his shoulders and walked to the door playfully, "I'm going to drink on the first floor." ”

When he got to the door, he said meaningfully, "Oh, by the way, it's better not to touch my personal belongings, because I've put some little unfriendly traps on them." ”

"Don't worry, wandering mage, Lady Pesy has decided that you are her friend, and we will not do anything to your friend."

"I hope so."

Sellers closed the door and left.

Only Rosen and Lilith were left in the room.

Lilith smiled and said, "Little one, I doubt your level, but it's boring anyway, we might as well try." ”

She re-assumed her posture, and pulled the clothes on her body slightly, making a sense of wanting to show off, and at the same time, her eyes were only half open, and her eyes seemed to be ungathered, lazy, with a trace of dazedness, a trace of fiery teasing.

Rosen was in no hurry to paint.

He first walked around the wooden bed in a half circle, looked up and down, left and right, then walked back behind the easel, closed his eyes and concentrated, summoned the desktop, and began to take screenshots to choose an angle.

When Lilith saw his attentive appearance, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she realized that she seemed to underestimate the thin boy.

Soon, Rosen chose the most enticing screenshot and started printing.

In Lilith's opinion, the young man who closed his eyes and was contemplative, suddenly opened his eyes, and then his hands turned as quickly as the wheels of a carriage.

All sorts of paints are constantly being smeared onto the canvas, and the knives and brushes are jumping lightly on the canvas like a sculptor's axe and chisel.

The young man's demeanor was focused, but his eyes seemed a little empty and dazed, as if he was deeply trapped in his own spiritual world, completely ignoring her, a living beauty.

"It's really fun~"

Lilith had put away her previous disdain, and she was looking forward to the final work.

Having said that, as she was born in a small place, it was the first time she had worked as a model for a real painter.

It's a novelty, and it's a little bit of an honor.

You know, it is often the rich and powerful ladies who can make the painter face the copy.

Minutes and seconds passed, a morning passed in the blink of an eye, and Rosen finished the final stroke of his painting as the aroma of food wafted through the window into the inn room.

He stopped, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and said softly, "Miss Lilith, it's okay." ”

"I'll see."

Perhaps thinking that Lawson was just a child who didn't understand anything, Lilith didn't continue to pretend, showing the casual and innocent side of an ordinary girl.

Walking quickly to the canvas and glancing at it, Lilith let out an uncontrollable 'ah' exclamation.

"Mother Spider, is this really me?"

'Mother Spider? ’

Rosen's heart moved, but his face did not change.

Lilith didn't seem to notice her gaffe, staring at the canvas with a sparkle in her eyes.

"Little one, your drawing skills are amazing. It's the first time I've seen such a good painting, and it's going to sell for a lot of money! ”

Lawson pursed his lips and squeezed out a smile: "Oh~ This is really good news." ”

Lilith noticed: "Huh~ You won't be forced, right?" ”

Lawson shook his head again and again, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and lowered his eyes at the same time: "No, no, no~ I'm just a little tired and want to rest." ”

"Oh~ Then you have a good rest...... I'll go first. ”

Lilith didn't seem to think much of it, and simply turned around and left the room.

After a few more moments, Cyrus walked in, holding a plate in his hand and a basin filled with hearty food.

Rosen looked at the buttery roast chicken on the plate, and a large can of goat's milk, and his heart moved slightly: "I'm afraid I'm here to poison!" ”