Chapter 18: This is the wife I have never met
Lilith left with her sisters, while Rosen followed Shabolai to Lilith's room on the second floor of the inn.
The short and fat samurai sat down on the chair, his round thighs resting on the table, constantly shaking, and the table and chair under him made a 'creaking' scream, as if it would fall apart in the next second.
"Little doll, relax, I, Xia Bolai, don't kill beauties, and don't kill children. As long as you are obedient, I will not only not harm you, but will also keep you safe. β
There are examples of Nightingale and Lilith in the past, and Rosen believes that it is ninety percent.
He relaxed a lot, but still did not change his respectful attitude: "Monsieur Shabolai, can I go and untie it?" β
Shabolai shrugged his shoulders: "Of course." But you'd better not get out of my sight, or I won't be able to protect you if something happens. β
Lawson was stunned: "Why?" Is anyone trying to harm me? β
"Absolutely."
Shabolai's big mouth pursed and he looked at the mirror to the side: "Go and look in the mirror and see what's on your back." β
As soon as he said this, Rosen's heart jumped slightly, and he hurried to the mirror to check his back, only to see the thumb-sized hole in the fur coat.
This is naturally left behind by the curse of Cyrus.
He said secretly: "Negligence! β
He 'looked heartbroken': "Ah, there was a hole in the fire, and I said how this dress is always breathable." β
'Hahaha~'
Shabolai looked up and laughed: "What a carefree little fool, didn't you know that you almost saw death?" β
"What do you mean?" Rosen had a frightened look on his face.
Xia Bolai raised his hand and poured a glass of water from the teapot, took a slight sip, and said slowly: "This hole in your clothes, the edge of the hole is black and cracked, obviously not from the fire, but the result of the corrosion of dark spells. β
"Ah~~"
Lawson was 'shocked', but his heart was awe-inspiring: 'It's really not easy to mix on the road.'" β
Shabolai was amused by Rosen's reaction, and his big eyes narrowed, as if he hadn't woken up.
"Little one, that mentor of yours is a ruthless man. When he fled just now, he was afraid that he wanted your life. β
"But I'm still fine."
"You are still alive, you should thank me!"
Xia Bolai grinned, spit out the tea back into the teacup, and muttered: "What kind of broken tea is this, it's so sweet and greasy!" β
Then he began to explain.
"He was afraid that your screams before you died would alarm me, so he changed his mind halfway. Otherwise, with your stupidity, ten lives will be dead. β
Rosen looked 'shocked': "But why did the mentor kill me?" β
"What you can't get, I'd rather destroy it than give it to others. I've seen a lot of people like this. β
"Narrow-minded and ordinary, but always thinks that the world is unfair to him, so that he complains about others every day."
"Hehe~~ Forget it, you don't understand. You'll naturally understand when you grow up...... If you can grow up. β
Shabolai seemed to remember some unpleasant past, and his round face revealed a hint of gloom.
"Okay, just stay with me. I can't protect you for the rest of your life, but I won't see your poisonous mentor harm you. β
Rosen begged: "Thank you very much Monsieur Shapole for your asylum." β
After that, Shabolai had been lying back in his chair, half-squinting, and not saying a word.
With such a big master by his side, although he didn't have to worry about safety, Lawson didn't dare to do the creation meditation.
But I couldn't sleep for a while, and I was so bored that I picked up the painting tools, mixed some paint casually, and scribbled on the canvas.
"Hey, kid, don't you know how to draw beautiful women? Draw one for me to see. Suddenly, Shabolai's voice came from behind him.
"Beauty?"
Rosen suddenly heard Xia Bolai's words that he would not kill beauties before, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, so he said, "What kind of beauties does Mr. want to see?" β
Xia Bolai's eyes widened suddenly, and the whole person suddenly came alive: "The little guy has a big tone, how old are you, and how many beauties have you seen?" β
Rosen's face immediately showed great confidence.
"Sir, I've seen a lot of beauties in this time. Also, there are many things that you don't have to see with your own eyes, but you can also associate them. β
"Lenovo? Hahahaha, interesting and interesting. β
Shabolai laughed a few times, and then said, "Can a naked woman draw?" Like Lilith naked? β
Rosen secretly sighed in his heart: "This is too naked, right?" β
But he still nodded: "Yes, this one doesn't need to be associated, I've seen it." β
Xia Bolai listened, his big mouth almost reached the back of his ear, and his smile was a little more obscene than Zhu Bajie, who committed the sexual ring.
"Yes, of course you've seen it, otherwise you wouldn't have painted so many beautiful women."
Seeing that Rosen was about to start writing, he waved his hand again.
"Although Lilith's body is beautiful, since you and I have seen it, there is no mystery to speak of."
"In this way, you can think of a big beauty casually, and let me open my eyes."
Seeing that Rosen didn't seem to understand, he added seriously.
"I, Xia Bolai, is known as the first flower knight in the north, and I have seen not a thousand but eight hundred top beauties, and it is not easy to open my eyes."
Seeing him say this, Rosen asked, "Sir, can I ask you a few questions?" β
"You ask."
"Of all the beauties you've ever seen, is Miss Lilith upstream, middle, or downstream?"
"Good question!"
Shabolai looked up at the ceiling and fell into memory.
After a while, he said, "Speaking of which, Miss Lilith's appearance can only be regarded as downstream, but she is young, with delicate skin and a vibrant posture.
His character is also simple, although he can calculate, but his scheming is not deep, just like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and sweet. So, it's in the middle of the pack overall. β
"Does personality also have an impact on beauty?"
"That's nature. Although femme fatale is also a style, the femme fatale will eventually lose its appearance, and over time, it will become hateful. β
As soon as he said this, Rosen had a score in his heart.
In his own evaluation system, Lilith's appearance is 6 points, and her figure is less than 7 points.
Dress up a little and walk on the street, which is enough to attract the hearts of a group of old critics, but there is still a long way to go before the real beauty of the country.
Thinking of this, he concentrated slightly, opened "My Harem", located the subfolder "Quite Charming", selected a beauty with a 7-point appearance and figure, and then began to print.
Shabolai had nothing to do, so he sat and watched Rosen paint.
At the beginning, he watched it fresh, and when he looked at it, he felt a little bored and began to doze off.
But gradually, the figures on the canvas began to take shape, and although they could not see the specific faces, they already exuded a swaying beauty.
"Hiss~Interesting!"
It's like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, and Chapole's spirit comes up at once, and he looks intently at the canvas.
As time passes, the figures on the canvas become clearer.
He felt that a rare beauty was slowly coming out of a cloud of fog, and seemed to be still smiling at him.
And even just a hazy smile made Shabolai's heart beat slightly faster, and there seemed to be a naughty deer jumping around in his chest.
He was a straightforward person, and immediately said, "I feel like I'm going to see my wife I've never met, little one, you draw faster!" β
Lawson smiled secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect to meet people who like paper in the other world." β
Soon, more than half an hour passed, and a picture of a beautiful woman was also completed.
Rosen raised his hand to wipe his sweat and washed the paint from his hands in a basin of water.
Looking at Shapole again, I saw him standing in front of the canvas in a daze, his big leopard-like eyes fixed on the beauty's big almond eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and his whole body was motionless, like a sculpture.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "The beauty is dressed in a strange way, quite exotic. β
"It's all clothes I came up with based on what I've seen and heard these days, and I can't take it seriously."
Xia Bolai didn't seem to hear it, and said to herself: "She brows a little sad, is there something on her mind?" β
"Someone must be bullying her, if I know who it is, I will chop that bastard into meat sauce!"
"What's the name of the beauty?"
"Hmm~ These feet are really delicate and cute, and the toes are as round as pearls, I don't know what it feels like to hold them in my mouth?"
Rosen couldn't stand it.
Shabolai's rugged and mighty image makes a foolish demeanor, and the visual impact is as fierce as a nuclear bomb.
Inevitably his aesthetic was distorted, he simply covered his head and closed his eyes, when this idiot did not exist.
He didn't know how long it took for him to feel someone tapping him on the shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw Shapole crouching beside him, smiling flatteringly.
"Young man, thank you so much for bringing news of my wife. But the message is a bit small, can you please bring more? β
Come on, this guy is crazy.
But who made this guy a big master.
Rosen sighed and said, "Mr. Shabolai, your wife lives far away. Every time I make a trip to interrogate her, it takes me a lot of energy and time. β
"I understand! I know! Whatever you want, I'll find a way to get it for you! β
Lawson waited for this answer, and immediately said, "I want to learn spells." β
"Huh?" Chapole didn't react for a moment.
Lawson gave a general account of what happened during this time, and then said, "I think the mage is very powerful, and the spell is very magical, so I especially want to learn it." β
CharbolΓ© looked embarrassed, this is not very easy to do.
Because he has a bad reputation, and the capable mages cherish his reputation and stay away from him.
Incompetent mage...... He couldn't invite him because he didn't have any money in his pocket.
But he turned his head to look at the canvas, but he was reluctant to say no, and after thinking about it, an idea suddenly came to him.
"You know, I'm from Silvermoon Castle. The owner of Silvermoon Castle is the Count of Omisia, and the noble lady whom I have sworn to be loyal to the rest of my life. β
"She's a big moon magician, when it's time here, I'll take you to Silver Moon Castle and ask Madame to teach you spells, how about it?"
The Great Moon Sorcerer, that is, a mage who uses the moon as a visualization image and has reached the realm of a master in the realm of mana.
This is a powerful mage standing at the pinnacle!
With such an existence, stretching out a finger can pinch Cyrus to death. A glance at him is estimated to be able to stare ordinary people into insanity.
He was a shepherd from a robber's den, how could he become a master's apprentice?
Rosen felt that this matter was very unreliable: "Uncle, can this work?" β
Shabolai slapped his chest hard, making a 'bang' sound.
"Don't worry, Madame values me very much. Moreover, Silvermoon Castle is a big city, much larger than Whitehorse Town, and there is more than one mage in the city. β
"Even if Madame refuses to give advice, you can learn from other mages, can't you?"
Seeing that Rosen was still skeptical, he patted his chest again.
"In short, no matter what method you use, I will definitely find you a full-fledged mage as a mentor."
This is a little reliable, and what attracts Lawson the most is not ChaporΓ©'s promise, but the big city of Silvermoon Castle.
It's not easy to live in a big city, but there are plenty of opportunities.
Rosen immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll draw you a beauty, and you take me to Silvermoon Castle to find a magic master." β