Chapter 696: Lanqi Can't Draw

Pujinsen Palace, District 2, North Shore of Pariel, Flower City.

Stalactites occupy the vault, and the angel reliefs on the reliefs dance as if they are about to fly out of them. The colored glass mosaics in the center of the dome almost engrave the colorful colors on the marble floor.

The two walked in the exhibition hall, and two seven-meter-high sphinxes stood on both sides, confronting each other, just like their incarnations.

"I didn't expect that what I saw with my own eyes was still different from what I saw in the artificial shadow world."

"After all, the artificial shadow world is just a man-made product, and it can't achieve the divine projection of the real shadow world."

After leaving the Pariel Card Maker Association, Lanqi and Talia agreed to come to this one of the largest and oldest art museums in the southern continent, which is also a landmark of the Persian Kingdom, to spend their morning appointment today.

Although the venue for the test projection in the third round of platinum-level card makers was the Pujinsen Palace, since then, both of them have been thinking about coming to the actual venue to take a look.

Or the Bojinson Palace itself is an important check-in spot when traveling to the Bojinson Kingdom.

However, because the hotel where the two stayed was too close to the Bojinson Palace, they often passed by it and were not in a hurry to go here.

It's like most residents will not visit and check in at local scenic spots. They live close, so they feel that they can go at any time, so if there is no chance today, the two may really delay it.

"It was originally built as a fortress nearly a thousand years ago to resist the invasion of foreigners. Later, it was transformed into a palace after peace was settled. During this period, the Bojinson Palace began to collect artworks, and gradually began to include sacred and even epic collections in the collection. As time went on, more kings expanded and beautified the palace, making it the center of art and culture in the Bojinson Kingdom."

The two strolled in the exhibition hall, sometimes stopping to appreciate, sometimes communicating their feelings, and heard the voice of the exhibition introducer.

It was not until nearly a hundred years ago that it was transformed into a public museum. After many expansions and reconstructions, it was open to the public, allowing the public to appreciate its rich collections.

The sculpture relief on the dome outlines the lively scene of the flying eagle and the galloping Pegasus.

"Tata, which one do you like best?"

Lanqi stood on one side of the central hall and asked Talia beside him.

In the center, the huge oil painting "The Rise of the Kingdom of Evernight" by the ancient imperial painter Stephen Martin is incomplete but still magnificent, reproducing the fierce battle scene of spears waving and dragons roaring in the sky. The blood of countless warriors bloomed in the darkness with an eternal flame of glory.

On the left, in Isaac Clare's gentle and magnificent painting "The Gift of the Earth Mother", a woman in a white gauze dress holds the precious elixir in the jar in her hand, slowly walks towards the earth in the misty clouds, and lovingly leads a pure and flawless lamb in her hand.

On the other side of the studio, the "Three Questions of the Magic Mirror" by the Grimms brothers reflects a hazy and mysterious female face. She stares at the world in the mirror, with both the vicissitudes of life like a wise man and the ignorance of a virgin, as if questioning the viewer about the three mysteries of life.

These are extremely famous paintings in the southern continent.

But Ranch did not say what he thought.

"..."

Talia just turned her head and stared at the entire back wall.

It was the epic mural "The Trial of the Demon Lord" by the ancient imperial painter Tolkien. The hundreds of meters long mural vividly reproduced the magnificent scene of millions of heroic armies charging and fighting a decisive battle against the demon king.

She looked at the painting and didn't speak.

But this was the answer she told Ranch.

"Coincidentally, I like this one too."

Only at this moment did they feel a sense of being well-matched or having similar interests, but they were unwilling to admit it.

To some extent, both of them are good at painting, but they never talk to each other about appreciation. They are more focused on the production of magic cards and magic engineering.

"Has Hyperion told you about Esmode? Maya Lord Esmode."

Lanqi asked Talia.

The great demons are not necessarily good at painting. Almost all of them have their own specialties. The great demon who is best at painting during the years of the Blood Moon Destruction should be Esmode.

"It is mentioned that she is a talented woman."

Talia nodded.

"Now that I think about it carefully, you are also a talented woman. After all, you and her can draw sacred paintings."

Lanqi couldn't help but praise.

"It's different. When I met her in your shadow world, she was much younger than me."

Talia admitted frankly.

"..."

Lanqi was choked for a moment as if her lines were robbed.

She didn't seem to have any desire to compare with her own kind.

"If the Shadow World had brought you in last time, as a princess, what would you do when faced with Hyperion's situation?"

He changed the question he had been curious about for a long time.

Hyperion was an absolute conservative, while Talia's conservatism and radicalism were dualistic. She could be conservative or radical, depending on the situation and her mood.

"I would tell them, 'I am the Demon King, and none of you are.'"

Talia answered as a matter of course.

She would not accept any provocation from the Great Demons. Since she was in that position, those who followed her would prosper, and those who went against her would perish.

"Then if you restored the country according to your original wish, wouldn't it be more like you were going the tyrant route?"

Lanqi asked in surprise.

No wonder that in the world line where Thalia obtained the Psalm of Compassion and restored her country, she would become the real Demon King.

"There is no way. The Emperor of the Restoration must be prepared to be a tyrant. Not everyone can be a holy and benevolent emperor."

Thalia also had a general understanding of the first three blood moon evil shadow worlds that Lanqi and Hyperion had experienced.

"But at the end of the Blood Moon Bad Age, if Lanclos of the Black Sun could end all of this and be crowned king, he would have become a benevolent king according to his character."

The more she looks at it, the more she feels that the Blood Moon Bad Era is an era earlier than the Holy Empire.

Although the super-ancient history tens of thousands of years ago has long been obliterated, Thalia believes that in the eyes of future generations of that era, Lanclos of the Black Sun will be a famous hero.

It shouldn't be that after working hard for a lifetime, everything that should be lost is lost, and in the end, you have to bear the infamy and be slandered for thousands of years.

The two of them chatted, and as they climbed up the stairs, the Corridor of Reason and the Corridor of Prosperity were revealed.

Just when the two of them were visiting and discussing.

Thalia stopped under a painting, and Lan Qi also stopped and looked at her.

The painting depicts a peaceful and peaceful scene.

A beautiful girl in a long dress was lying on a four-poster bed in an Icerite style.

Her dark eyebrows were lightly closed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and her expression was quiet and soft, like a sleeping angel.

Her long silver hair was spread out on the white pillow, and the white silk sheets highlighted her creamy skin. Outside the window was a lush forest, with lush trees, and the mottled sunlight between the branches and leaves spilled in through the window lattice, casting swaying waves on the girl's body. of light and shadow.

"This painting "Sleeping Beauty" is indeed worthy of high praise. Although the Sleeping Beauty in the painting is sleeping, she seems to wake up at any time, making the viewer unable to help but look forward to the appearance of the prince to wake her up."

Lanci commented.

And the person who could witness her sleeping face and be waited for by her was obviously Duke Milaya.

At this time, Thalia beside him did not respond to him, she just raised her head and looked at the Sleeping Beauty in the painting.

Just looked at it for a long time.

Visitors came and went, but they were the only ones who remained motionless in front of the painting.

At this time, Lan Qi did not say anything to disturb Talia and stayed with her quietly.

"Let's go."

Thalia was stunned and looked away from the painting.

"I'll help you get her back, soon."

Lanci said.

Doesn't sound like a guarantee though.

But with a sense of certainty - this is a job he will definitely complete.

When they were ready, it was time to head to the Creja Empire.

This is also the final step necessary for him to start his retirement career.

"Whenever you need it, I will give you all my power."

After hearing this, Thalia assured him.

The two of them walked around, and it was relatively quieter than they were outside the museum.

In other words, they have nothing to make noise about in the art museum, because of the environment.

After leaving the main exhibition hall, they came to the Place de Parrieux on the left. After passing the fountain with the statue of the God of Will and Love, they had almost finished visiting half of the Platinum Palace.

Now it's almost time to head towards the exit.

It will be noon in a while, and it’s time to find a restaurant for lunch.

Strolling along the corridor of the sub-exhibition hall of the Platinum Palace closer to the exit, suddenly, a bustling painting attracted their attention.

It seems to be a temporary exhibition area, but there are many spectators around, listening to the introduction of the commentator.

When the two approached the painting, they immediately recognized the painting they were familiar with.

The canvas presents a deep and dark late night background, as if under the lights of a temple.

A gray-haired woman wearing a ragged cloak stood quietly, like a ray of moonlight in the dark night.

Her face is completely obscured by the dove, and her wings stretch out in the center of the picture, bringing an abrupt and stunning visual impact.

"When you look carefully, you can catch a glimpse of the woman's eyes through the gap between the night dove's wings. They are a pair of golden eyes, as clear as amber and as dazzling as gold."

The docent pointed at the paintings behind him and lectured the tourists.

Not only are gentlemen and ladies admiring "Mysterious Beauty", there are also small media interviews going on. Reporters from the Parrieux Broadcasting Company are holding microphones and camera equipment in front of the painting to interview visitors about their views on this mysterious painting.

"Her gaze penetrates the shadow of the dove and falls directly on the viewer. You can't help but move closer to the painting, wanting to take a closer look and see the true face of this enigmatic beauty."

"When you are only one foot away from the painting, the golden eyes of the mysterious beauty are also locked on your face."

"The painter perfectly captured the charm of this moment and immortalized it on the canvas."

The biggest feature of the painting "Mysterious Beauty" is that the less you can see the complete face of the gray-haired and golden-eyed beauty, the more you can imagine how beautiful she is.

"I have seen the prototype of the mysterious beauty in this painting. She is Miss Tata who took the platinum level card maker exam. She is really beautiful, a perfect lady, young and talented, even if she doesn't use Even dressing up can’t hide her brilliance.”

After the commentator finished speaking, a group of spectators also started discussing.

"call--"

When Lan Qi heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"..."

Even though Thalia tried her best to restrain herself, she still held his hand tightly for half a minute.

"The man who drew this picture, the mysterious examiner from Hutton Kingdom, must have a crush on her, so he could draw her so charmingly. This perspective is just like the moment when a boy meets a girl and his heart beats."

Another spectator said this.

After saying this.

Lanqi's smile froze.

And Talia seemed to laugh lightly.

"I heard someone has a crush on me."

Talia stood on tiptoe, whispered in Lanqi's ear, and looked forward again.

"Lanqi?"

"Lanqi?"

Talia asked twice in a row, but Lanqi didn't say anything.

Just when Talia wanted to press Lanqi's shoulder and continue whispering to him.

The reporter from Parieu Broadcasting Company seemed to have discovered the two intimate men and women, and hurried over.

This feeling of being close and distant, reluctant to refuse but also welcoming, isn't it the mood of the author of the painting "Mysterious Beauty" and the gray-haired girl when they first met?

It's as if I saw their shadows in reality!

"What do you two think of this painting, or what do you think the artist was thinking when he created this portrait of a mysterious beauty?"

The reporter from the Parieu Broadcasting Company raised the microphone and asked Lanqi and Talia enthusiastically.

"He is better at painting."

Talia looked up at Lanqi beside her with interest.

The reporter also pointed the microphone at Lanqi.

"I, I don't know."

Lanqi shook his head and waved his hands.

"I can't paint."

He finally seemed to have made up his mind and said it firmly.

...

Two heads and a cat head appeared behind the corner in the distance.

Only in the exhibition hall could they dare to get closer to Lanqi and Talia, because there were too many obstructions.

When they heard Lanqi say that he couldn't paint, they couldn't hold it back.

"Lanqi can't paint?"

Etiou wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Why is Junior Brother Lanqi so shy? He would rather say that he can't draw than admit that he has a crush on Tata."

Rosalinda's face was full of gloating.

"Meow, the tenth ancestor Laowu will probably be so angry that he will be resurrected after hearing this."

The cat boss shook his head and said.

On the other side.

The reporter from Parieu Broadcasting Company hesitated, but reacted quickly.

"Then just talk about it. In your personal opinion, what is the painting about?"

The reporter raised the microphone again and took out two red coupons from his pocket.

"And if you participate in our interactive session, you will get two fireworks coupons!"

Tonight is the festival of the Temple of Love. If you hold a fireworks coupon, you can participate in the lottery, and there will be various surprise event prizes!

Lanqi is not very interested in this kind of coupon.

But he noticed that Talia seemed to want it very much.

Because there seems to be a reward for limited meals in the prize pool.

"The author obviously depicted a story about a young boy who accidentally mistook a wandering girl for a poor old lady. When he looked away, he realized that she seemed to be a young beauty. He couldn't help but look at her for the third time, but this time he didn't see her clearly. He only saw her mysterious figure and eyes."

Lanqi said in a forced manner.

"Although it is different from the evaluation of connoisseurs, the gentleman's answer is a novel answer, full of imaginative romance."

After listening, the reporter smiled and said to the camera,

"Thank you for your interaction. I wish you a good time today."

He handed the ticket to Lanqi.

Lanqi also took it and thanked him, then folded it slightly and handed it to Talia.

"Thank you."

Talia put it in her pocket with satisfaction and led him away.

Until he walked away from the reporter in the temporary exhibition hall.

"Did you really look at me three times that day?"

Talia asked him unsurely.

"I acted."

Lanqi said to himself.

"..."

Talia believed that Lanqi was acting in front of the camera.

He avoided his question.

It was impossible to judge the truth of his previous words by the truth of this answer.

"If the scene in this painting is not what you really see..."

Talia muttered in confusion, as if asking a question that only she could hear,

"How do you know what my pigeon looks like?"

The dark pigeon in this painting is exactly hers.

"!"

Lanqi turned his head immediately.

"I was drunk at the time and my memory is fuzzy, so I can't give you an accurate answer."

Lanqi's right hand immediately grabbed Talia's shoulder and looked into her eyes,

"I only remember sitting in front of the canvas, and the content of the next painting is what I think and think, and the starring role is of course you. I used the film in my eyes to make the most beautiful movie about you."

He suppressed his emotions and explained to her quickly.

"Huh?"

Talia's cheeks felt a little hot for a moment.

Lanqi held her hand like this.

Grasping her shoulders.

Looking directly at his face and those serious green eyes from a close distance.

She felt a little unsure about what to do again.

No, no.

She couldn't be fooled by him.

He would probably say something damned in the next second!

However.

Her erratic attitude seemed to make Lanqi more nervous.

"How many times did he look at you? I don't have an answer, and I don't want to understand. If there is one thing that is indisputable, it is that you are beautiful."

Lan Qi responded firmly.

"So, that's how it is."

Talia's voice rose a few degrees.

She broke away from Lan Qi a little, and took his hand, dragged him forward, and walked in front of him so that he couldn't see her expression.

For a moment, Talia almost became at a loss.

She realized that she was in a mess, and Lan Qi saw it all.

No, everything is still as planned.

Talia shook her head vigorously.

My reaction just now should be very much like a "girl in love", and I succeeded in disgusting him...

She covered her cheek with the back of her left hand and the cuff of her sleeve, and turned her eyes away and thought to herself.

Recommended the book of the brothers~"Tokyo: A Socially Anxious Boy Just Wants to Be a Heretic Superstar"