Chapter 2: How Talia is Glowing

After breakfast, Lan Qi immediately found the housekeeper in the house.

Mr. Butler was waiting outside the restaurant, smiling at the boy who had suddenly found him.

"Young Master seems to be in a good mood today?"

The man's voice was very low, like that of an exhausted old father.

But just the butler's words made Lanchi feel a chill that invaded his whole body.

In the memory of his predecessor, the housekeeper was the most reliable person in the house, and he was also the one who usually took care of himself.

But Lanch found that the predecessor didn't realize that this smiling tiger-like butler was also the most dangerous guy in the house.

It's like this gentleman butler is now calmly smirking a hundred percent, but he is facing a wicked young man who is a little feared or hated by everyone in the house.

"It's okay, I have something I want to ask you."

Lan Qi said indifferently.

"Tell me."

"It's the pigeon I brought back yesterday, and I realize that it might be someone's devil, and if it's a noble person, I think it might cause a lot of trouble for the family, so I'll have to ask me to help me get some of the people who probably knew about it yesterday."

"Oh?"

Ranch's words obviously surprised the butler a little.

He seemed to observe Ranchi more carefully for a moment.

It turns out that this young master will also think so much about his family? Was it a whim, or was he in some other trouble.

However, the butler didn't intend to ask anything more, and bowed slightly to Lan Qi and said:

"We're here to help."

"Also, I want to ask you to help me find someone."

"Could you please describe the characteristics?"

"A woman who looks about my age, with gray hair and blond eyes, presumably wearing a dark gray shabby cloak, looks like an outcast, and please don't let her find out I'm looking for her."

Ranchi said as he gestured.

This made the housekeeper embarrassed.

"I tried my best. But young master, you need to know how big this border city-state is, and I can't guarantee that I will be able to find her anytime soon...... Of course, if you could give her more precise characteristics, I should be able to save a lot of time for investigation and screening. ”

"Is that so...... If I can draw her, how long will it take you to find her? ”

"Within a day, I can find anyone in this town who has ever seen it with my own eyes, I assure you."

The butler smiled again.

He remembered that Lanchi had indeed been able to draw, but since his parents had raised him, he had never seen Lanchi do it.

It was also from that time that the young master's character gradually became bad.

"Then you go and help me get some witnesses, and I'll draw a portrait of her before you come back."

Ranch nodded.

"Okay young master, then I'll go first. But remember to draw carefully, and I'll be able to help you get the first task done by noon. ”

The butler smiled and put his hands behind his back and walked towards the kitchen, not forgetting to instruct.

"Don't worry."

What Ranch does best is draw.

You can draw Talia with your eyes closed.

He assures that no one in this world can draw Talia better than him.

Ranch breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the predecessor got into trouble, fortunately, there is still room for maneuver.

Of course, concealing the evidence of the crime can only add some difficulty to the process of finding out the truth of the demon princess Taria.

As far as Lanch knew, Talia had a magic that could see through lies, and with patience there was little she couldn't figure out.

And according to Taria's super vindictive character.

Once she finds out that she has hunted her demon, even if she treats her with kind words when she comes to the door, let her hold back for the time being, and when she rises in the future, she will take revenge one thousand percent.

If you really want to resolve Taria's hatred, you have to go and confront Talia yourself.

But now I can draw well at least before noon.

……

As soon as Ranch reached the second floor, he saw the maid who had woken him up in the morning and was a little scared of him.

"I'll go get you ready, young master."

The maid is accustomed to it, and is ready to prepare some good wine and the latest scripts for Ranchi.

But soon it stopped.

Because what Lanch was saying to her—

"I'm going to the study."

Because of this sentence, the maid became very anxious.

“…… Are you talking about the study? ”

Her tone was a little hesitant.

Lan Qi couldn't help but look confused.

"Yes."

Lanch affirmed.

He wanted to go to the study to check the information, and to draw a picture of Taria's appearance and send it to the butler.

He didn't have anything else to do until he was sure of Taria's location.

However, when he opened the door to the study, he found out.

There was no table in the room, not even paper, but there were a lot of bottles that looked expensive.

"I beg your pardon, young master."

"What's wrong?"

Ranchi looked at the anxious maid.

"I, I haven't finished cleaning up my study in the morning."

She looked down and snorted, as if she was ready to be scolded.

According to the young master's temper, he will definitely slam the door now, and then come back drunk at night.

"Is that so? It doesn't matter if you don't clean up for a day or two, as long as you have the painting tools ready for me, and it's the same for me to go to another room. ”

Ranch sighed helplessly.

"No, young master, how can this be!"

The maid's eyes widened as she looked at Rankie.

She became a little at a loss for a moment, both surprised by Lanchi's unusually easy-going attitude today, and hurriedly said:

"Just give me fifteen minutes and I'll make the study spotless! Then get the tools you need! Guaranteed with my professionalism! ”

"Then I'm bothering you."

Ranch wasn't worried about waiting that a little longer.

Taria's murderous intent made him panic a little, but not completely.

Because he already has a solution in his mind.

No one can stop him from living a comfortable life.

……

In about ten minutes, the maid finished cleaning the study as promised, and brought the best painting tools in the house to Ranchi.

Ranch looked at the pen of the world.

Although it was not the same as what he was used to in his previous life, he quickly figured out how to use it.

Then he sat down in front of the canvas, composed, brushed, and painted a portrait of Talia with ease.

The thought of having to dress up like a beggar for the most perfect character he had ever drawn, the dignified demon princess Talia, made Ranchi want to laugh a little.

Even if you don't have to think about it in your head, the pen in your hand is already swinging freely.

He'd drawn Talia too many times.

Lanch invested in the technique he had honed for many years, with a faint smile on his lips, and moved his pen calmly and skillfully.

He didn't look like a great painter at all.

Calmly, like a househusband preparing dinner.

Gradually, however, his attention was unconsciously absorbed in the painting in front of him, as if he had lost the concept of time.

I didn't even notice that the maid who was waiting on the side had gradually blinked her eyes in surprise, and her mouth slowly became like a small round hole.

Flee over time.

Ranch's paintings are also almost formed.

I saw the girl on the canvas, she was wearing an old cloak, but she was as beautiful as a wolf in the snow.

The gentle wind swept across her face, causing her gray hair under her hood to flutter slightly in the wind.

In the looming golden pupils, hidden under the thousand layers of ice was a raging flame.

The lonely figure will not make people mistake her for a weak existence, and the more the dust on her body is covered, the more she can't hide her nobility and strength flowing in blood.

"Done."

Ranch smiled, finishing the final refinement.

It was only then that he took a closer look at the painting, as if he had accidentally drawn it too seriously.

"Oh my God, young master, are your painting skills already so superb?"

Exclamations rang out on the side,

"I was fantasizing about whether you are possessed by the god of art, and this is the first time I have seen such a shocking painting!"

The maid could not calm the excitement in her eyes until this moment.

She had seen Lanchi paint a few years ago.

At that time, Lanch would still show a warm smile, never lose his temper, and the scenery he painted was as beautiful as his heart.

Many servants in the house are looking forward to the day when the current Lanchi will suddenly wake up.

For they did not dare to imagine what kind of life the servants would live when he became the true master of the house, and whether they would all be driven out.

How the maid wished that today's signs were not her delusions.

It's that the young master has really become gentle and understanding from the bottom of his heart.

"Really?"

Lanchi smiled a little embarrassedly and touched the back of his head.

He is indeed a very good painter, but looking at the admiring eyes of the maid, he almost thinks he is a resurrected Picasso and Van Gogh.

I felt like I had accidentally fallen into the painting just now, as if I had poured my heart and soul into it, and I felt a little dizzy the moment I finished painting.

Shouldn't it be boasted like this?

"I can guarantee that you will become a great painter who will make a sensation in the kingdom, even His Majesty the King will want to get your paintings, and even the most noble card makers will want to come and discuss your painting skills with you!"

The maid clenched her hands tightly and looked at Lanchi seriously.

After a moment of silence.

"Shhhh

Ranch suddenly realized a fact.

That's right!

This is originally a game featuring non-turn-based magic cards!

And I, the Lord of Beauty!

He drew a lot of things in this world, including the prototypes of many rare magic cards.

According to the setting of this game, magic cards are equivalent to the packaging of skills, equipment or summons, which are portable, tradable, and convenient and free to match.

Compared with spending a lot of money to learn spells, you can directly buy the corresponding magic card in this world, bind it to use the spell, and you can also adjust your skill structure at any time according to the strong enemies you need to challenge.

In addition, in the most difficult dungeon of the game, the challenger will be matched to a random alternate time and space to obtain a unique identity and situation, and cannot bring any foreign objects with him, except for magic cards bound to the soul.

So magic cards are a must-have for home travel, killing, and fighting in this world!

In addition to being produced in quests, valuable magic cards can also be crafted by card makers.

The skill of drawing is inextricably linked to the production of magic cards.

"It seems that in addition to being a great artist in this world, I also have good potential in card making?"

Lanch cupped his chin and pondered.

He had long thought that the magic cards in this game were all sunny.

And every time he proposed a card that could enrich the game experience without disrupting the balance of the game, it was rejected.

The planner said that he didn't have ten mothers and didn't dare to implement those cards.

"Young master, is this the woman you like in the portrait?"

A slight tentative voice interrupted Lanchi's thoughts.

The maid who was waiting on the side noticed that Ranch had become unusually gentle today, which caused the servants of the entire house to be a little panicked.

But the maid watched him for so long.

It doesn't feel like he's pretending.

And he suddenly drew this miracle.

Finally made the maid come to an astonishing conclusion -

He might be in love!

“……”

Ranch looked up with a strange expression, watching the maid not know how to speak.

Painted ......

It's the woman who might kill me.

But he looked at the painting carefully and thought about it again.

If, according to the degree of shock of the people of this world at his paintings, let the butler take the paintings to find someone, I am afraid that it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

So Ranch pushed the easel away.

He skillfully re-prepared the canvas to paint a more ordinary portrait of Talia as an outcast.

However.

On the new work, he had just dropped a few strokes, and a strong feeling of dizziness made him almost unable to see the canvas clearly.

The maid looked at Lanchi's painful appearance with some concern, but did not dare to forcibly interrupt his creation.

But hesitated for a moment.

She felt that maybe the young master really wouldn't be angry with others today.

So he swallowed his saliva and said:

"Young Master, if you feel particularly uncomfortable, you may have fallen into a state of depletion of mana...... You seem to be pouring your heart and soul into painting, and I've heard stories of great painters and card makers in history who have dedicated their lives to art......

"I won't draw anymore."

Ranch immediately put down his pen.

It's not like staying up late to paint, staying up and getting over it.

This time, he clearly felt as if something strange was passing in his body when he was painting!

"Help me take this painting to the housekeeper, let him do what I tell him after reading it, and then help me put the painting away and don't take it out of the house."

Ranch said, pointing to the one he had painted earlier.

As soon as I relaxed, I felt sleepy.

The feeling of exhaustion swept over me like a wave that had just faded, and my head couldn't help but lighten.

He found that with this kind of consumption, he probably wouldn't have the strength to draw a second portrait that would allow the butler to clearly identify Talia in a short period of time.

"And wake me up before dinner anyway."

After saying this, Ranch stopped talking.

"Yes, yes!"

The maid carefully used magic props to speed up the drying and sealing of the painting.

On the one hand, the price of this painting is incalculable, and on the other hand, the young master has already leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

She was extremely pleased with the young master's transformation today, and she couldn't help but be even more curious about what level the young master's works had reached.

So she secretly used the identification magic, and finally saw the true face of the painting-

【Portrait: Mysterious Princess】

[Type: Artwork]

[Grade: Epic]

[Rank: 1]

[Those who appreciate this painting will regain a small amount of mental and physical strength, and their favorability of the princess in the portrait will increase, and there is a probability that a trace amount of mental energy will increase.] 】

……

When Ranch woke up again, he opened his eyes and looked out the familiar window, and it was already afternoon.

As the sun sets, the clouds are soaked in gold with a reddish glow, and the light through the windows ripples in circles, adding a touch of psychedelic color to the room.

It should have been the butler who carried himself back to the room.

Because there was already an extra letter at the head of his bed, with the butler's beautiful handwriting on it—about Talia's whereabouts.

Ranch shook his head, and he slept very soundly.

However, when he sat up and stretched.

I found myself in a prominent place in my room, and there was an extra painting.

This painting alone adds a bit of artistic flavor to the whole room.

Ranchi sat on the bed, frowning and staring at Taria's portrait.

It must have been the maid and the butler who had misunderstood what he meant.

I don't want you to frame this picture for me to hang in my room.

It's for you to help me hide!

Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be if the deity on the portrait saw someone painting her so seriously!

"Forget it."

Ranch reluctantly rolled over and got out of bed.

Talia didn't get a chance to come to his room anyway.

Fooling her away from this kingdom is considered a success.