Section 207 Painting

After dinner, Aunt Mary sat in the living room. She was sure that no one would visit her home these days, so at this time the small living room was set up with multiple easels with paintbrushes, paints, and various other painting tools on the side.

No one knows when the old woman became obsessed with painting. However, whenever she was free, Aunt Mary would stay in front of the easel and paint. She's not a child-like interest, but rather persistent.

If anyone could come to these paintings, he would be amazed. The paintings painted by the Countess Marianne were all portraits, specifically of a man standing somewhere. The paintings were all unfinished because none of the men's faces were drawn. However, based on the details of the main character's body in the painting, it is easy to guess that all the paintings are depicted by the same man.

After dinner, the old woman began to continue her hobby. This time, the man she portrayed was dressed in a military uniform. This man stands at the gate of a certain city, surrounded by scattered buildings and horses, cannons, vehicles, etc., suggesting that the background of the painting is a war. The man stood in the middle of the road, with his back to the city gate, draped all over his body, with a sword hanging from his waist, his helmet in one hand and his shield in the other. Although the shape of the armor on his body looks relatively simple, the helmet in his hand is decorated with long gorgeous feathers, indicating his status as a high-ranking officer. Clear weapon scratches can be seen on the man's armor shield, indicating that the man has just come down from the battlefield.

The old woman painted very carefully, depicting the details of the main character in the painting. Of course, as in other paintings, the face of the protagonist is still blank, and it is impossible to see what kind of expression the protagonist had at that time. It's just that judging by the situation of the armor shield, he has undoubtedly just experienced a fierce battle.

Aunt Mary began to carefully color the armor with red-black paint. This is not to say that the armor itself is reddish-black, but that it is dotted with a lot of red-black blood. After completing this detail, the image of the protagonist of the painting becomes even clearer. It can be surmised that this hero must have fought bravely, because his armor and shield were damaged, and his whole body was mottled with blood.

A discerning person can see at once that this is not an imaginary scene made up by the old woman out of thin air, but from her past memories. Otherwise, it would not be possible to paint in such detail and depict every detail in place. In fact, this is also true, because when Countess Marianne paints, her gaze is more blurred than lucid. As she put pen to paper, she muttered to herself in a voice that no one could understand.

There was a knock on the door outside.

The old woman subconsciously raised her head and shouted "Come in". But then she remembered that this was the villa of the Eagle Falcon, the residence of Her Majesty the Queen to Count Ashrufat. This was not a generous gift, as the house was small, and it was a little cramped for five people, not enough for servants. But this gift is not shabby. Because as we all know, the houses in the aristocratic district of Eagle Falcon City have always been priceless. If you want to buy one, you dare not say that it is difficult, but at least you have to have a little luck and chance. Of course, it's hard to buy, but it's much easier to rent.

Originally, with Byron's coup d'état and eventual defeat, the aristocratic district vacated a lot of space. Originally, many people thought that this "resource strain" situation would be alleviated, but unfortunately, although it was alleviated for a short time, the scarcity of resources made things finally change back to the original state.

In any case, only five women, including Aunt Mary, live in the house at the moment. The door is closed, and no one from the outside can enter unless someone inside opens the door.

Aunt Mary put down her paintbrush and walked to the door of the room. Half of her heart was still immersed in some distant memory, something she didn't even realize she had.

The old woman opened the door, and a gust of wind blew in her face. At the door was a tall, thin man dressed in common travel attire. Perhaps it was because the candle was left on the edge of the easel, which made the light by the door very dim. The old woman was stunned for a moment, and squealed softly in a voice completely different from her usual tone.

"Adult ......"

The old woman took a half step back, and strong emotions came to her head at once. She swayed a little, like a person stepping into the air, and the next moment she steadied, but immediately slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Aunt Mary!" said the man at the door. He quickly stepped forward, closing the door with one hand and holding the unconscious old woman with the other.

At this time, the twins came out of the other room together. Through the dim light, they immediately recognized that the man who had come in was their fiancé, Ashrufat.

"Auntie?!" the two men shouted in unison. Ashrufat made a "silence" gesture with his hand, and the two sisters understood and immediately shut their mouths.

I don't know if the cry was heard by anyone outside, but Fana followed her out of the room.

Although both of them were actually waiting for Ashrufat to return, at this moment, their attention was temporarily attracted by Aunt Mary, who had fainted. The two sisters quickly approached Ashrufat and helped him hold the old woman. However, after a brief examination, Aunt Mary appeared to have passed out of a coma for unknown reasons, and there was no other danger, as her breathing was still steady and powerful.

Xingke easily picked up Aunt Mary and carried her all the way to the bedroom. Others followed her.

"What's wrong with Auntie?" "As Xingqi walked with Aunt Mary in his arms, Ashrufat asked Hoshimi beside him in the back.

"I don't know how to go, maybe I'm too tired. Hoshimi replied. "During this time, she has been very busy, she has not had time to rest, and she is getting older...... Ashrufat, why are you back?"

"Coming back to meet my lovely fiancées, of course. After confirming that the old woman was not in danger, the smile returned to Ashrufat's face.

"What...... I haven't seen you for so long, but I learned to ...... It's a mouthful!" Xingke said through a bit of gritted teeth. "Why have you been ...... for so long? Didn't even write a letter to us!"

"I thought magic communication would be enough. Ashrufat was still smiling. "They might be able to blame me for this reason, but you...... Every few days, don't I send you a message with a magical communication?"

"What, you...... Hmph...... "Xingke twisted his head hard.

"Why did you come back today?" Hoshimi remembered something else. It's true that he hasn't seen Ashrufat for a long time, but he really shouldn't be back today. "Outside ......"

"I know that now the people in the city seem to think that I am a sane demon. Ashrufat replied. "Luckily, there's no one watching here, so I shouldn't have any problems coming back. ”

"You should report to the queen first. ”

"If that's the case, it's troublesome. Ashrufat said. "In that case, the whole city will know that I'm back, and I won't be able to deal with this wave of anger. ”

"Ashrufat, are you really ......," Starmark asked. "Where is the city of Fornoros...... I did ......"

The smile instantly disappeared from Ashrufat's face. "That's right, I killed all the people in that city. Actually, I originally only wanted to kill all the adult men, but someone suggested to me that since I already have an irresolvable hatred, no matter what I do, I will not be forgiven, so it is better to simply cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer from future troubles. ”

"This ......" To be honest, the four people, including Shirley, actually didn't quite believe this rumor. At least they thought that Ashrufat was forced in this matter.

"Whatever the excuse, I did it. Ashrufat said coldly.

"For what?"

"Because I had to do it. The city had actually been infiltrated like a sieve by the cultists. Ashrufat replied. "You've heard about Byron's collusion with the cultists. ”

Due to the discovery of the unmistakable Altar of the Evil God in the city of Fornoros, even the church had to admit it. The ministers of the little queen did not eat white rice, so naturally they would not let go of such a good subject, so that the war against Byron was sublimated from a civil war to a counterinsurgency, and then a religious holy war was added. And the little queen's various behaviors have natural legitimacy. There were some rumors before, describing the little queen as a bloodthirsty and cruel monarch, but in the face of such a huge divine aura as "exterminating the cult of evil gods", these rumors quickly disappeared like dew in the sun.

"It is necessary...... Do you do that?"

Ashrufat didn't answer, just swept his calm gaze over the faces of his three fiancées.

"Either way, I believe in Mr. Eshurufat. Fana said firmly. "If it weren't necessary, Mr. Essrubat didn't do that kind of thing. ”

This seems to be the end of the conversation, as no one has ever mentioned it since.

"By the way, what happened to Auntie?" asked Ashrufat. "If she's tired, why is she still there painting? It's a job that requires a lot of concentration. ”

As they spoke, the four of them came to the living room, to the unfinished paintings.

"I don't know if my aunt has been obsessed with painting lately. But she never explained anything in this regard. Xingke replied. These paintings are actually very strange, and all the paintings have blank faces on the male protagonists. If the one that Aunt Mary is painting can be understood as unfinished, the other paintings are strange. Because except for the face of the hero, all the details of the other paintings are depicted.

"This ......," said Ashrufat, looking at the painting that Aunt Mary was painting. He was touched by the backs/scenes of the characters in the painting. "Is this man a very important person for Aunt Mary? You see, this is him in his own home. This one is one of him in the garden...... It's in the wilderness...... As for this ...... It should be on the battlefield, a battle to defend the city...... But why don't you paint your face?"