At the same time, Ivas took Isabelle, who disguised herself as Yulia, and easily found Janis.

Because Janis wasn't hiding at all.

She sat on top of the largest bell tower in the Red Queen's district, looking down at the entire glass island, drawing slowly and slowly. If your eyesight is good enough, you can see her presence when you lift your eyes.

Although the powerhouses of the fifth level are usually not visible to the world, "Master Yanis" is an exception, and her popularity on the glass island is not bad. After all, she is a world-renowned top artist, and she is the organizer and editor-in-chief of "Glass Steps", and her social coverage is still relatively wide.

In an upper-class area like the Red Queen, where priests, merchants, and scholars are all around, there aren't many people who can recognize Janis at a glance. Naturally, no one would bother her.

Ivas is not capable of flying, but Isabel is not.

As an "all-rounder", she softly sings a lively ballad that lightens the two of them while drawing in the void with her fingers. In the blink of an eye, he painted a pair of illusory wings for Ehuas.

They were two pink wings that looked like butterfly wings, with only outlines. It looks like a circle of light, with particles constantly escaping outward. And Ivas immediately understood how this thing should be used.

- There is no principle to speak of, and there is no reason.

Just because he was painted with wings, he was able to fly as a matter of course.

Ivas hugged Isabel from behind and flew straight into the air with a big jump.

It was more of a float than a flight—like a full-fledged leap on the moon, straight to the top of the high bell tower.

Isabel in Yulia's form was so small and light that Ivas held her like a kitten. She let out a happy and frightened exclamation as if she were on a jumping machine, and reached out and grabbed Ivus's collar and cuffs.

When Ivus landed, the illusory wings behind him dissipated into powder.

Janis only glanced at it, and immediately recognized Isabel's disguise.

She snorted and laughed, "How did you come up with this stupid guy in disguise, little Isa?" What a lovely ......."

“…… Am I not getting better, teacher? ”

In the pink glow, Isabel changed back.

She was a little shy, but also a little serious, and asked, "I should be exactly like Yulia...... right."

"It's like a realist painting. Newcomers with a little skill will always make such a mistake at some point, thinking that they have drawn enough to be similar, and those who don't know how to draw will exclaim 'really like' at a glance, but they can vaguely feel a sense of stiffness that comes from nowhere.

"I won't mention any nonsense like 'no soul', 'no emotion', 'lack of tension'. It seems to me that this is very simple - that is, you don't draw enough to look like it, you don't observe it completely enough. At the same time, he pushed too hard. ”

Janis smiled and pointed to the sketchpad in front of her, "What do you see?" ”

Ivas and Isabel stared intently.

At Janis's level, she can quickly draw a magic painting that moves.

And now Yanis is just painting slowly.

It's like a newcomer who has just started drawing...... I've been sitting here for most of the day, but there are still only outlines and structures on the paper, and a lot of detail is missing.

But even so, Isabel could tell at a glance that Janis was painting the glass island.

But it's not the glass island of today, it's the glass island of sixty years ago.

- She saw the past through the present.

The houses are almost all shallow outlines, and each of them has no painted heads.

But Isabel could only tell at a glance that this was a glass island, but not the current glass island, and could even feel the mood of those passers-by.

Janis hadn't drawn the sun at all, but Isabel could still tell that it was a somewhat shady autumn afternoon.

"When you really grasp the whole, you can omit and revise."

Janis said leisurely: "You have drawn everything you have seen and remembered, and you have made a perfect reproduction. But is that really all there is to it?

"—do you see Yulia on the outside, or on the inside?

"You remember her looks, but do you remember the shape and softness of her earlobes? You remember her hairstyle, but what about the pinna and nape of her neck that are blocked by her hair?

"You see her figure, you remember her height and size, but you don't see her inner bones. You don't observe that her leg muscles are atrophied due to a chronic lack of nutrition and exercise, and the way she stands is actually a borrowing from the lack of strength in her legs.

"You don't notice that her smile is actually a distant and polite one, and you don't notice the kind of scrutinizing rational gaze that she looks at. Have you noticed her feelings for Eivas? Do you know why she concentrated on studying alchemy? Do you know what she likes, do you know why she likes those things? ”

Yanis turned around, her tone calm and serious: "Little Isa...... Her Majesty the Queen of Avalon. I'll give you one last lesson.

"Art is the epitome of beauty, but its essence is nothingness.

"Art comes from reality, from materiality, from the beauty of life everywhere in the world. And the beauty of art itself is virtual. It comes from abstract consciousness, contains embellishments and lies.

"The essence of beauty is a mirror image. It is infinitely close to the real, but it is not a copy of the real. Because what is false is false, and it can never be true. No matter how realistic it is, it's always 'realistic'.

"Let me ask you again, little Isa—what is the way to America?"

“…… Yes, aesthetic? ”

Isabel replied tentatively.

Hearing this answer, Janis laughed with satisfaction.

Because this is the answer that Janis taught to Isabel when she first met her. It's the real mantle of Yanis.

"That's it. If you want to reach beauty, you have to discover beauty. If you want to discover beauty, you need aesthetics. Observation is the ability to discover beauty, and in that sense...... Every artist is a detective. Always discover the details that no one else can see. ”

As she spoke, Janis magically opened her hand, and a bouquet of freshly dripping white roses emerged from her hand.

She smiled and shook the flower at Ivus, then handed it to Isabel.

Isabel caught the flower with both hands and watched it vigorously. But she stared at it for a while, but she couldn't see the flaws, so she could only praise: "The teacher is so powerful, I can't see its flaws at all......"

"Because it's true."

Janis smiled and said, "This is the flower I bought for Sophia this morning."

"--It can't be fake, it can't be fake. Do you understand a little now, little Isa? ”

“…… It seems to understand a little, but it doesn't quite understand. ”

Isabel replied honestly.

Janis just smiled: "It's right if you don't understand." Beauty is the crystallization of life, and your future is still long. ”

She said, sighing softly.

Janis looked up at the sun, as if she were looking at someone, her eyes warm and bright.

And Isabel suddenly felt something: "Teacher...... Aren't you going to see your grandmother's funeral? ”

"Don't look at it."

Janis smiled softly and winked at Isabel like a young girl: "As long as she doesn't say her final goodbye, she won't leave forever, will she?"

"That old friend of mine must still be somewhere. One day, I'll be able to see her again. Maybe in the material world, maybe in the dream world.

"And until then...... My never-ending journey, which is as adrift as the wind, is about to begin again. ”

She whispered, a faint yellow flash in her pupils, "Until then, I'll have to paint her a picture."

"This is a promise made when we first met, but we have never fulfilled it."

Soon, however, it was replaced by a bright yellow color that represented balance.

She sighed and put down the half-painted picture. Discard the brush in your hand.

When the brush was taken off, it turned into a bits of color and disappeared into the void.

And the moment she let go of the pen in her hand, the painting was like a blooming flower, enriching itself into details and becoming complete.

Aihuas, who was silent on the side, suddenly reacted when he saw this scene-

It wasn't so much that Janis was drawing with a pen, but rather that she was trying to restrain the pen in her hand and draw it as slowly as she could.

At her point, she was able to paint without a pen or paint.

And if she finishes this last picture, it's time for her to leave Avalon.

She clearly didn't want to leave the glass island yet, and she didn't want to say goodbye to her old friend...... That's why I'm sitting here alone, painting the picture that I didn't finish sixty years ago.

Although Sophia has been dead for a week...... But the death of a friend is like a mellow wine, and it is only now that the stamina has come up, turning into sadness and nostalgia as light as rain.

- And now, Janis has finally overcome the twilight desire in her heart and chooses to let go.

Isabel clearly didn't think so much.

She just opened her eyes wide and marveled at what seemed like a miracle.

It's like spring is coming, and the flowers are in full bloom. The seasons in the scroll change from autumn to winter and then to spring.

The flowers are in full bloom, and everything becomes so beautiful.

And after the picture scroll becomes spring, the details of the faceless passers-by on the street gradually become rich and detailed.

As if a world had been created out of nothingness, another girl who was seven points similar to Isabel gradually floated on the scroll.

She stands under the bell tower, which is the most conspicuous place in the painting.

The girl's eyes are bright and clear, and she has a bright smile on her face with her hands behind her back.

In the end, the image of Janis is sketched. Except that the temperament at that time was more ethereal and indifferent, and it looked almost the same as Yanis now.

She stood in the direction Sophia looked back when she was young, with a sketchpad on her back, and looked slightly over the bell tower, beyond the scroll.

It's as if someone stood on top of this bell tower sixty years ago and saw Sophia below pulling Janis shopping.

Naturally, Sophia didn't take Yanis to the streets back then.

She had not been present for long before she was captured by the men of the Temple of Silver and Tin.

They later became friends, but they really didn't have the opportunity to go shopping so leisurely. Because Sophia is always busy, always worrying about others. And as a queen, she didn't have that opportunity to hang out.

When she was really free, she was already old and could only sit on the bed and knit sweaters for her juniors.

But the painting looked so real, as if something like that had happened.

"This painting is given to you, so it should be ......"

Janis removed the frozen painting from the canvas and handed it to Ivus.

She looked at Ivas and Isabel and suddenly laughed, "Well, it's a [gift] for you. I wanted to leave quietly, but who told you to find me? Blame me for drawing too slowly...... Too slow, too slow.

"Life is too short, cherish it."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Isabelle's face.

As if depicting something, Isabel was "smeared" by her, and with only two light touches, she completely became Yulia.

Even Ivus had a hard time telling the difference between this "Yulia" and the real Yulia.

"Study hard. It's still far from it. ”

Janis smiled and put the sketchpad on her back.

She turned around and waved her hand casually. On the last day of the year, when the family was reunited, she chose to leave alone and in style.

There was no goodbye.

Travelers who wander the world never say goodbye.

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