7th Avenue, the Lion City, an unnamed alley. Yuka, who has become a police detective again, is on his way. How did you feel when you met Ouyang Dao? Why can't I do this to him? Damn, if it weren't for that sudden sense of fear, I wouldn't have been in so much trouble.

Yuka emitted a ray of light that pierced through the attic of a tall building. Although it is not clear which famous building in the city is visible from a distance, it is possible for the nobles to build a building that is more than 10 meters tall, and killing a detective is as easy as killing an ant. Since the beam was shot out, the streets where Yu worked were quickly emptied, and the panicked people, forgetting their hard-earned money, disappeared at an alarming rate.

From the cards emitted by the shock wave thought of a good cover shape to escape, his house was already empty within a radius of 100 meters, and he could not find even a trace of the flow of people on the high street. The people of the Lion City, who have been riddled by disasters, will immediately leave when they hear the loud noise and dazzling light, showing full flexibility and determination. Yuka's face was a little pale. It took too long to release that light. According to the reaction mechanism of the general organization, within a minute there will be someone strong enough to cope with the master class. However, what Yuka didn't expect was that the Lion City was now on high alert, with everyone on alert and the owner on standby.

"My former friend, don't you want to explain what just happened? Come with me to prison" A figure appeared behind the detective with a thin sword, and the momentum of the other party cut everything off with a sharp blade, and the two sides met for less than a second, and Yu Ka already felt that his heart was locked.

"A few days ago, I was a law-abiding citizen" Yu's body suddenly swelled up in his trench coat, and strands of gray hair appeared on the handcuffs. "It's a shame I can't give you what you want!" ！!

"The Lion City was amazed to discover the mysterious White Wolf King, the stabbing sword and its encounter, but failed to capture!"

"The mysterious wolf beast hides in the Lion City, and the sword attack fails! Wolf of the Moonlit Night, the Speaker appealed to the population not to travel at night "It seems that the detectives made a lot of noise... Ouyang Dao put down the newspaper with a smile, he was not a criminal who killed the gang leader and provoked the noble council, but a mysterious white wolf who shook the world and defeated the master.

Unfortunately, Yuka is always an unstable factor, if not afraid of fire, he has the heart to directly report the identity of the mysterious werewolf. The news that the detective had suddenly turned into a wolf king was so explosive that Ouyang Dao shuddered at the thought of what might happen. This blood gives me strength, but it's also a big problem.

Ouyang Dao sighed secretly, when the day came, he couldn't give up the ability of 'blood reform' without using it, this mysterious ability has become a chain connected by blood, connecting Vivian and Smith, and at the same time, the dragon's thread is also locked, Ouyang Dao. Add to that all the activities of Yuca, and a city-wide manhunt is not far off.

Ouyang Dao put down the newspaper, stood up, and walked to the door of the sculpture hall. My identity as an artist needs to be improved, and my incomplete identity cannot stand up to scrutiny. Ouyang Dao rushed to Bookstore Street, a luxurious street connected to Daxue Road and the most bookish place in the Lion City.

If you start at Central Chamber, University Road is across from the Hunters' Guild, and it's not accurate to say University Road, it should be 18th Avenue according to the standard name on the map. Located on this avenue is the largest school in the Lion City, and the whole road is an extension of the school-centered building in question, hence the name University Road.

The official name of the college is the Lion City First Vocational College, but people prefer to call him by the nickname, Elf Academy. The name derives from the school's founding headmaster, a strong man from the elven tribe who, with his delicate manner and sharp sword, has never been recorded in history, with only a mysterious soul, pale skin, and dark green eyes.

There are many theories about the establishment of this university. Some people say that a fairy fell in love with a female teacher and built it to witness love. Some say that the elves made an agreement with the Council of Nobles, who lured the fellow elf into establishing a university in exchange for laws protecting the aliens.

Of course, some of the rumors are scary. It is said that at the bottom of the academy there is a magic altar where humans can turn into elves through a series of intricate rituals, and the purpose of the academy is to study the altar, and all students are the protagonists of the elven altar. But the third argument seems to have no market, Ouyang Dao looked at the girls coming in and out of the school gate, and smiled enthusiastically.

A carefree academic career, a vibrant young body, and a rich cultural atmosphere gave Ouyang Dao a sense of relaxation that he hadn't seen in a long time. "Seeing the beauty of the world isn't enough to hide my sadness, but it can make me smile," Ouyang Dao whispered, pulling a hint of a smile from his sullen face, his fair skin mixed with sadness and joy, like a torch in the dark.

"Did you write it, learned sir?" A crisp female voice sounded behind Ouyang Dao, he turned his head and saw a young and beautiful girl, the other party had a confused temperament, but with a majestic momentum, she was not a big businessman or a noble lady. A young woman in high society, Ouyang Dao narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He would be very supportive of my artistship.

Ouyang Dao, who set the goal, bent down slightly, "If you said those two bad words, that's what I wrote"

"You are so humble that I crave such words, but cannot write them. "I also desire your beauty, but I can't get it" Ouyang Dao's small compliment, the girl smiled faintly, the corners of her mouth just curled, but she suddenly remembered something and became depressed, and only showed a standard smile. In the distance came a strong maid with a thick stack of books in her hands. Ouyang Dao raised his head keenly and wrote the Holy River and the Golden Bridge on the cover.

The Golden River of the Holy Bridge is a collection of poems circulated in churches, mostly mythological hymns, but it is said to have a good literary reputation and is one of the more artistic choices of the aristocracy. That Eskimo maid was at least professional, and it looks like I met a big fish today. Ouyang Dao smiled and chatted with the young girl. He has played many roles in previous lives, and he still remembers the unique qualities of those characters. An artist looking for beauty, a sculptor looking for peace... Mauritius.

Ouyang Dao easily played this role, and before he knew it, the role had been turned into a sculpture. He begins to ask the aristocratic maidens for simple help, and they answer with one hundred percent gratitude, strengthening the bond between you through this simple emotional interaction. At the same time, Ouyang Dao is also using his advanced vision to make some unique evaluations of art, and the culture of another world also has its own uniqueness, and has made great progress in the pursuit of American power, and Ouyang Dao's superficial knowledge has opened a new door.

For the aristocratic girl, this novel point of view was particularly striking, especially after Ouyang Dao inadvertently appropriated a few poems. The face of the maid standing next to the nobleman was cold, and it was clear that the lady's taste did not affect her, and the doubt in the maid's eyes reached its peak when she saw the maid getting closer and closer.

At times like these, it's time to leave. Ouyang Dao glanced at the sun casually, said goodbye to the lady with a regretful tone, dispelled two doubts, and inadvertently revealed that he was looking for a book on sculpture, ready to enter a whole new field of art.

Ouyang Dao had already left the impression that they had just disembarked, and now, with a little kindness from this young lady, they could convince the other party to come along. Wait a minute, Mr. Mauritius. Although this university street may seem small, many boutique bookstores are hidden in unknown corners, and for artists like you, ordinary skill books are not up to standard, and he turned his head with a distressed expression.

"I was invited to come to the Lion City, and in the end I was attracted by the environment and atmosphere here, I don't have many friends here, so I have to learn from a few simple books first" Ouyang Dao's implicit refusal, completely dispelling the guards' doubts, the naïve aristocratic girl disdained to volunteer, and with Ouyang Dao's sincere gratitude, the aristocratic girl who had already bought the book stepped on the bookstore street on the road. When Ouyang Dao came back with the book, he had already exchanged names and addresses with the noble girls, and the noble girls happily congratulated Ouyang Dao on his opening.

An unexpected gain, I didn't expect that there were innocent literary girls in this world full of conflict.

Through conversations with literati noblewomen, Ouyang Dao gained a deeper understanding of art in another world, perhaps the power of killing and madness had created an inner emptiness, and the status of art in this world was slightly higher than his previous life. Some mystical professions are passed down in works of art, and many artists who are known as masters are said to have extraordinary powers. Ouyang Dao thought of the books of different races he had seen, the booklets that summoners needed to practice, had different values, usually based on the strength of the different races described above, but at the same time, even if it was a picture describing the same race, the price was different.

Essentially, the summoning directory is the saving of the spirit and will into a picture by means of copying, and the summoner builds the summoner in his mind through the picture. This back and forth loss requires the strength of the artist, which needs to be completed or even broken through, in the image of the alien is completely recorded.

The difference in prices between the same species is reflected in the difficulty of summoning the owner to reproduce. But what profession is more suitable for painting than these, artists who are good at painting and sculpture?" "Everything is mysterious, and there is no end to professions," Ouyang Dao now partially understood the basic laws of the Hunters' Guild, the Hunting Code, which said that professions and mystical forces have become part of society, they are neither higher nor lower than society, and there is no contradiction between a stable social order and fanatical personal power.

When Ouyang Dao fell into deep thought, he suddenly felt that the book in his hand had touched something, and when he came to his senses, he looked forward and saw a huntress wearing a hunter's badge blocking his way. The huntress Ouyang Dao had seen before was a member of the Professional Hunters Association, and they came here when he was fighting mutant informers.

"Who are you, sir? Are you the resident doctor here? This sculpture gallery... The hunter said and stopped, Ouyang Dao had mastered the art of using the rune key to open the sculpture hall, and his relaxed movements and confidence lowered the huntress's suspicion of her identity by one level.

"I'm an artist, I just recently moved here, my name is Mauritius, the sculpture gallery built by a wealthy businessman and my personal savings, it hasn't been built yet" It's my first time here, I have no friends. The huntress rolled her eyes, both of which made Ouyang Dao's identity even more suspicious, and the relaxed huntress became nervous.

"You say you're an artist. As for the rich merchant who invited you, we may need to verify your identity with him, and the idea of my settlement was sudden, all the previous works had been sold for the construction of the venue, but I could give you the name and address of the rich merchant, and you could verify it at your leisure. The name of that rich businessman is the owner of the Smith smith group!

The hunter was a little surprised to see Ouyang Dao, he came back with books and tools, like a novice, but he was already a skilled sculptor and had done a lot of business.

Smith's fame spread so well in the Lion City that the Huntress closed the notebook with satisfaction, never doubting Ouyang Dao's identity again. "Thank you for your cooperation, you'd better stay in the sculpture gallery for a while, there is a group of very dangerous professionals lurking in this city, and our investigation is all about driving them away"

"Of course, I understand," Ouyang Dao nodded in cooperation, and the huntress casually cleaned the ground before leaving. When Ouyang Dao watched her leave, the hunter with his back to Ouyang Dao suddenly turned around and asked, "Where have we met before?" ”