As an apprentice spell, the first important thing is to learn spells.

The purpose of making money is also to learn spells better.

Naturally, as a provider of spell knowledge, the importance of a spell master is also ranked ahead of making money.

The guru's wishes also need to be executed well and tried to meet them.

The good news is that the tools that Chapolé got are not only professional, but also complete, and there are a lot of spare parts.

So, Rosen stretched out two sketchpads at the same time.

One was used to draw Thrandis's "Beauty Out of the Bath".

Another painting in the folder of "Rare and Extreme" is a fantasy Kossel named 'Xiao Zhao'.

This Kosel is a half-breed, rich second generation, and likes to play magicians.

Because the money is not bad, the quality of the props used is excellent, coupled with the extremely outstanding appearance itself, as well as the masterful photography and post-retouching, each work is extremely stunning.

And that's not the point.

The key is that this foreign girl is unusually open, not only shooting a lot of normal, but also shooting a lot of inappropriate for children.

All in all, it's a rare superb.

Perhaps influenced by Thrandis, Rosen also chose a bath-related painting, the theme of which is "Bathing in the Woods".

Once selected, the two images are printed together.

Lawson originally intended to output one after the other, but he didn't expect that the Will Desktop turned out to be a parallel output method, and the two pairs could be drawn together.

So, he bathed in the beauty with his left hand, bathed in the forest with his right hand, and at the same time mixed the paint with the hand of the mage, and the whole person was as busy as a butterfly wearing flowers.

Maybe it's because the mana has risen sharply during this time, or maybe it's because the mage's hand is proficient.

His mind had visibly become much stronger, reaching a level that he had never dared to think of before.

Carrying out third-line or even fourth-line operations at the same time, he didn't feel chaotic at all, and he still had the energy to have distracting thoughts.

'I'm on the fourth line now...... No, plus my distractions, it's a five-line operation! ’

It's an amazing state. It's like having a superego that sits above many thoughts, coordinating and organizing, so that the thoughts work together with each other. ’

It's kind of like an octopus monster with five tentacles...... No, my thoughts are split to such a point, if something goes wrong, will it be schizophrenic? ’

'That's not how the guru's madness came about, right?' ’

As soon as this idea came out, Rosen suddenly felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

Fortunately, his mind was tenacious and he quickly calmed down.

'Forget it, the current knowledge of magic is still too little, and thinking about it is not good except to scare yourself. ’

He resolutely abandoned such fruitless conjectures and concentrated on the painting in front of him.

Probably because he is more familiar with painting, his painting speed is also a lot faster.

At first, it took more than four hours to complete a painting, but today I painted two pictures together, but it only took less than 3 hours.

After the painting, it was just over 10 o'clock, and there was still plenty of time for lunch.

Seeing that there was still some time, Rosen walked to the door and shouted, "Uncle? Uncle! Come and help. ”

There was no response from Shabolai, but Harrick ran up.

"Someone was killed in the bazaar again, and Shabolai went out to investigate. If you have any work, just look for me. ”

Lawson said: "I have already painted it, but I need a wooden frame to frame it, so that it looks more formal and more classy, you know?" ”

Harrick nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood." You've got the right person. ”

"I worked as a carpenter when I was younger, and my skills were pretty good, especially when I framed paintings."

He said as he walked into the studio.

"The framing tools are also ready, I will measure the size first, and then open it immediately....... Open...... Is it true that the Golden God is on top?! ”

Harrick's face changed suddenly, and then his knees went limp, and he knelt on the floor with a 'poof', and in front of him was the freshly baked picture of "Bathing in the Woods".

This red-haired and red-bearded red hound has a pair of turquoise eyes that are wide to the limit, and his mouth is slightly open, and there is crystal saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Unbeknownst to him, he let saliva run down his beard and pull out a long thread of silk.

It took a full quarter of an hour for him to come back to his senses, and wiped the saliva from his mouth vigorously, but his eyes were reluctant to leave the girl in the painting for a moment.

"Lawson, tell me quickly, have you ever seen a fairy in the heavenly realm?!"

Rosen spread his hands: "No, it's just a painting." ”

Harrick shook his head vigorously.

"Nope! No! It's not a painting! It's an epic! This is the entrance to the celestial realm! ”

"Ah~~~ How can there be such a beautiful person in the world? This must be a fairy! Definitely! ”

He became more and more agitated, and took a few steps on his knees on the ground, holding the oil painting, and trying to see it closer, as if intending to burrow into the painting and bathe with the fairy in the forest pool.

It's a bit too much, the paint hasn't dried completely, and if it is scratched, it will be painted in vain.

Rosen pulled him back hard: "Harrick, come to your senses!" It also has to be framed. ”

After several shouts, Harrick barely came back to his senses, but his face was still full of excitement, and his red beard was still shaking, like a burning flame.

"Yes, yes~~ I want to frame it, I'm going to get the tools, I'm going to ...... Ah, fairy, you must wait for me! ”

He turned and galloped away, and in less than 3 minutes, he rushed back with tools and materials, heading straight for "Bathing in the Woods".

Rosen hurriedly stopped him: "Let's do this first." I'm going to bring it back to my mentor later. ”

Harrick saw the picture of "Beauty Out of the Bath", and when he took a look, he was also stunned, but he quickly came back to his senses.

He quipped, "Rosen, your mentor is really bohemian." ”

Rosen shrugged: "This is her personal preference, and as an apprentice, I don't want to comment on it." Anyway, you should frame this first. ”

"Okay, then I'll say goodbye to the fairy for a while."

He started working immediately.

The materials are ready-made, and the craftsmanship is really good, and after working for a while, the "Beauty Out of the Bath" was framed.

It was exactly 11 o'clock.

Lawson took a piece of cloth to cover the picture, picked it up and ran.

"Harrick, I'll go first, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Harrick nodded repeatedly: "No problem, just leave it to me, I promise to sell it for a good price...... No, no, no, it should be sky-high! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Lawson had already run to the top of the stairs.

"I've got lunch ready, I'll put it in the lunch box behind the counter, and you can take it yourself."

"Thanks, Uncle Harrick!"

It wasn't early, and Rosen was holding the painting in one hand and the wooden lunch box in the other, and rushed all the way to the House of Thrandis.

When Lawson ran to the south of the city market out of breath, he was surprised to find that the atmosphere of the market was not quite right today.

The streets are somewhat quiet, and the number of guards patrolling has increased significantly.

But time was urgent, so he didn't think much about it, found the mouth of Alley 1, and ran into it quickly.

When he came to the vicinity of the House of Thrandis at No. 89, he clearly felt as if he had passed through a strange diaphragm, as if he had been blown through his body by a condensed and restrained wind.

After passing through the diaphragm, the House of Thrandis, which was originally a little vague and somewhat distant, suddenly came to the front of me.

Obviously, he was still more than ten meters away one moment, but the next moment he was standing directly at the door of the house.

He thought to himself: "This homeland protection technique is really strange, and I don't know when I can learn it." ”

Pushing the door and walking in, placing the lunch box on the table, Lawson shouted at a slight raised volume.

"Mentor, I'm back, is it convenient to go upstairs now?"

After a few seconds, there was an enthusiastic response from upstairs.

"Oh, my dear father, you have come back at last, and your poor daughter is dying of hunger."

'Squeak~~Knock Knock~'

The door to the second floor opened, and a fiery red figure quickly ran down the stairs, and at once ran in front of Rosen, holding his hand with both hands, and looking at him with eager eyes.

At this moment, she was full of enthusiasm, like a flame that radiated endless heat.

Rosen was dumbfounded, and a thought came to his mind.

"Is the madness done again?"