Chapter 139 There is no need to be so particular between comrades! (34)

With the help of the weapon refining workshop, Rosen was ready to create rune stones.

I created 20 gravity rune stones in one afternoon.

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, a well-dressed, gray-haired old gentleman passed by the courtyard gate with his five beautiful daughters.

Rosen stood in a secret place in the courtyard and took a closer look, feeling secretly in his heart.

"No wonder the old gentleman can't help it. These five girls are indeed outstanding. Their appearance, figure, and temperament are all top-notch. Each of them is close to the rare and top level."

Stimulated by the beautiful girl, Rosen's inspiration exploded!

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, I completed the custom painting of the old gentleman and named it "Father's Kindness and Daughter's Filial Piety".

Then he sent a servant to summon Uncle Harrick.

Uncle Harrick will be here soon.

As soon as I walked in and saw the finished product, I immediately lost my mind. If I couldn't stand still, I would stumble under my feet and fall forward.

"But such an image seems to damage the reputation of the temple."

He felt that he needed fighting again for stimulation.

"You are a knight now and your reputation is so great. Even if the temple has combat missions, you will not be recruited."

If something happens, the temple will find a way to deal with it.

As she was drawing, she saw a look of disappointment on Xialina's face: "Rosen, will we still have a chance to fight side by side in the future?"

His money, status, reputation, spell-casting ability, and level of mana have all skyrocketed. But if he was hiding in Silver Moon Castle in search of comfort, he would probably still be a cautious spell apprentice who would avoid big people when he saw them.

After he recovered, Rosen looked strange: "Ms. Sharina, didn't you say you ordered clothes? Where are the clothes?"

"Mr. Master, you don't need to bother, just let me come."

He subconsciously turned his head to look, took one look, and was startled. The tea he was planning to bring to his mouth was brought to his nose, and the sloshing tea immediately choked his nose.

After all, with Rosen's current reputation, it is really not easy for him to have such an awareness.

The two of them walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the flower hall on the second floor. After putting things away, the woman complained, turned around and went downstairs, closing the door at the top of the stairs.

Harrick immediately shook his head: "This has nothing to do with us. If something happens, the temple is also responsible."

"As long as these paintings are not made public, their reputation will not be affected. Or are you planning to make them public?"

While drinking, Rosen's restless mind began to think about the magic problem again. After thinking about it, he decided to try to activate the calculation program.

As he said that, he saw Xia Lina folding her hands on her chest and leaning against the door, but her fit and plump body was upright. She felt that it was very good and said, "It's good now. I'll start painting."

The other door was closed tightly, and footsteps could occasionally be heard from inside. From the rough edges of the carpet exposed at the door, it was inferred that it should be Sharina's bedroom.

"very good."

Xia Lina's face was red, but she tried her best to pretend to be leisurely and calm, and even turned around in front of Rosen. However, because she didn't control the distance well, the high-heeled spikes under her feet tilted and she almost fell.

"Why do you ask that?"

Xia Lina walked to the window and closed the light-transmitting outer gauze of the curtains: "I will be old in a few years, so I want to leave the images of my youth for me to remember when I am old in the future, you understand?"

Rosen glanced at the woman's figure and found that her upper arms were almost half as thick as his thighs. He estimated that she was not lacking in strength, so he handed the easel to her with confidence.

In this case, Rosen can feel at ease with the fee of 850 kronor.

Charina smiled: "It's not like you don't know Chabolai's character. He must have stayed there on purpose. But his good life will not last long, and he will be kicked out by the count sooner or later."

That's not right, he was wearing clothes, but they were sparse, barely covering his vitals, and the style looked familiar.

"I'm very surprised. How does the count want to arrange Chabolais?"

"Understood."

Even a god would not be willing to risk such a treasure on the battlefield.

The door of the other room is ajar, which is the bathroom. There is also a stone toilet imported from the East.

It's just that they are the work clothes of a brothel. It is very inappropriate for Sharina, a dignified exorcist warrior captain, to wear such bright clothes.

Harrick clapped his hands vigorously: "That's right!"

"Ah~~your words are really heart-warming."

"This will never change because of changes in my status and reputation. If you need my help, just come to me directly."

Rosen set up the easel, put away the various painting tools, and placed the wooden box containing the rune stones on the table beside him, while looking around at the decorations in the flower hall.

"Okay, okay, let's not say anything provocative. Besides, I feel like you are about to shed tears. Otherwise, don't control it and let the tears fall naturally."

Xialina glanced at it and her eyes lit up obviously: "Ah~ Rosen, you are really a master of painting. You are almost exactly the same as me as a girl."

At least that's the case for Anna.

"Hey~ Those are all spread by ignorant fools. Let me tell you, if Miss Sharina is not a good person, then there will be no good people in this world."

After a while, a magic beauty photo was born.

"I've solved a lot of math problems, but I haven't activated it yet. Doesn't this method work?"

"Rosen, I'm afraid this painting can't save the old gentleman, but will push him into the abyss."

Xialina covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Just be content. Others don't even have this opportunity."

Rosen shrugged: "It is true that I often draw, but my tutor is withdrawn. She likes to draw static portraits, such as meditation, reading, etc."

"Speaking of the Moon-Watching Garden, I think of Uncle Chabolai. I feel that his injury has completely healed, but he deliberately stayed in the Moon-Watching Garden."

Now that Rosen has the ability to split the scar with magic, he can easily split it off, and he can even use his imagination to beautify it.

"Given Chapollet's current situation, the count can at most give him a decent estate, a knighthood or something like that."

Rosen was slightly moved in his heart, but remained calm on the surface and didn't ask any questions.

"I understand."

If you look closely, you will find that they appear to be trophies taken from various strange creatures.

Just as he was about to start, the door to his side suddenly opened with a click, interrupting Rosen's thoughts.

"The count still has great feelings for Chabolais. If Chabolais had enough ability, it would even be possible. Ah, this is definitely impossible."

"The old gentleman has suffered a stroke and is bedridden. He will need to be cared for for the rest of his life."

The tea is good, the taste is refreshing and sweet, and the temperature is just right. The weather is also very good today, neither cold nor hot, refreshing and comfortable.

"I dare not lie to the Golden God, and I will never lie to my comrades who fight together."

And how did he know this news?

"I'm here, wait a moment." Sharina's voice came out.

After a while, a painting was ready. With a move of his hand, the mage pulled up the canvas and hung it on the wall aside to dry. Then he placed the new canvas on the drawing board and continued painting.

‘Cough cough~~Cough cough~~’

She smiled and said: "Looking at how calm you are, do you often draw similar paintings for your tutor?"

The key point is that it is not exposed at all, but it is more terrifying than being exposed. It makes people want to get into the painting and go around to the back to get a closer look.

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Xialina's eyes brightened: "Really?!"

This is not her guessing at God's will, it is an oracle given by God himself to the chief priest of Faao!

"If you say it's disturbing, that's for outsiders. We fought the evil god together, so it's too boring to say it's disturbing."

A mage with such wisdom and loyalty to God is simply a treasure in the hands of God.

Rosen recognized it after a moment's thought: "It's the dress in my painting, Miss Xia Lina. You, this, this, are really following the trend."

After standing firm, Harik couldn't stand upright and kept hunching over.

In fact, Xia Lina is not old. She is at the peak of her life at the age of 25. She does not have many eye-catching scars on her body, but women love beauty by nature, and small flaws will be infinitely magnified in their hearts.

"Are you Miss Sharina's?"

Rosen suddenly became worried: "What should I do? Should I redraw it?"

"That's naturally different. I have wisdom that most teenagers can never imagine."

"I am God's warrior, always have been!"

"The cook, the cleaning maid, and the gardener. Anyway, my daughter Jenny and I do all the yard work. We are responsible for taking care of Miss Sharina's daily life."

I heard it from the tea party at Maple Leaf Manor, and it happened to come from the mouth of Alan Demeitlan.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, he came back and drank half a cup of tea in one breath, with a gloating smile on his face.

Xia Lina was filled with emotion: "You draw so fast and well. If only I had met you a few years earlier. At that time, I didn't have so many scars on my body, and I wasn't as old as I am now."

Rosen was indeed a little thirsty, so he poured himself a cup of tea, sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and drank leisurely.

Xia Lina shrugged: "Who makes your price so expensive now? I can't afford to pay so much, and you are immersed in magic all day long, so I can't disturb you."
To be continued...