Chapter 31 "Stunning Beauty" Studio

the next day.

It was just dawn, and Rosen woke up early. After meditating, he immediately started preparing breakfast.

The milk from last night was already stale, so it wasn't a big problem for him to drink it himself, but naturally he couldn't use it to serve his mentor.

Fortunately, I still had a dozen coppers in my pocket, so I took it to the milk merchant in the south market to exchange it for a small can of fresh milk.

After returning from the market, the flour that had been prepared in advance had just finished fermenting, so I shaped it into a bun shape and put it in the steamer. Then I made a few light and appetizing side dishes.

While preparing breakfast, footsteps were heard on the ceiling, indicating that Thrandis had also woken up.

Soon, breakfast was ready, Rosen quickly went upstairs, stood in the entrance hall and knocked on the door softly.

"Teacher, do you need me to help you get up?"

An indifferent response came from the door: "Have you forgotten what I said last night so quickly?"

Rosen nodded: "I agree."

"That's right."

Harrick also nodded: "A pig like you finally has a conscience. That's okay, I'll join!"

Rosen no longer had any worries. After going upstairs, he immediately started mixing paints. While doing so, he searched for materials in the harem.

"There are already four unlucky ones. Although they are all strangers, it has not caused any panic. But you must be careful. Once it gets dark, never leave your mentor's house."

After speaking, Chabolai waved his fist vigorously.

"Although it behaves strangely, it is generally safe. Your mentor has been in Silver Moon Castle for more than two years and has never hurt anyone, let alone harmed anyone."

"One time I went to look for her, and I saw her leaning on the balcony alone, arguing with herself. When the argument got fierce, her left and right hands actually started fighting each other."

"This is the identity ring of House of Thrandis. Wearing it, you can enter and exit this wooden house freely without being blocked by the home protection spell."

Xia Bolay slammed the table: "Then, let's start work now!"

Harrick smiled and said: "Sounds good. But didn't you say you wanted to change your career to a bounty hunter? How is the investigation of the murderer in Chengnan Market?"

"What makes Thrandis such a beauty? That face, that figure, tsk tsk tsk. Even if I die on her bed, I will be willing to do so."

Harrick was reliable and saved him a lot of time.

"Selling paintings? What kind of paintings are sold?"

"Uh~~~Tsk~~~~Uh~~~"

Harrick also nodded: "This name is indeed good, it fits the theme of the painting, and it is straightforward and atmospheric."

Chabolai immediately shouted: "Okay, this name is resounding!"

Rosen immediately changed his mind: "Tutor, breakfast is ready. Do you want to go downstairs to eat, or should I bring it into the room?"

There was no trace of pride on Rosen's face. He walked over to Chabolai and sat down.

"Just prepare some food. There is no need to make a big fuss every day. After all, it will take up a lot of your time and energy."

"Finally someone can control this rogue pig like you, hahaha."

Upon hearing this question, Xia Bolay rushed to say: "I will tell you."

As if afraid of scaring away Rosen, Chabolai quickly added.

Compared to his bohemian appearance yesterday afternoon, he looked like a completely different person.

If you have enough money, you can hire a servant to do these chores.

The breakfast was rich and tasted very good. Thrandis was very satisfied, with a faint smile of satisfaction on his indifferent face.

Rosen ran downstairs with a bang. Naturally, he couldn't eat first, but stood at the dining table and waited.

Thrandis's behavior was so strange that he felt very curious and needed to know more about it.

Rosen understood that her mentor most likely had a very serious schizophrenia.

He secretly sighed in his heart: "A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea."

Rosen is very happy.

"As for the market murderer, this guy is a bit cunning, but it doesn't matter, I will always catch her!"

"Of course it's a painting of romantic beauties. I've already thought about it. Rosen will be responsible for painting, and you will be responsible for finding a buyer. As for me, I will be responsible for dealing with those blind bastards!"

"Understood, I will prepare it for you, and you can just take it back when you arrive."

Harric continued: "But Shabolai's offensive lasted for less than half a month and ended because we all found that Thrandis was very abnormal."

Chabolai was speechless and hesitated for a long time before finally straightening his tongue again.

Chabolai quickly continued: "As soon as I saw her, I felt that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life, so naturally I pursued her at all costs."

This hasn't changed.

Rosen got up and walked towards the studio upstairs. After walking a few steps, he remembered something again.

Back to topic.

Charbolet rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing that Chabolai's words were getting more and more outrageous, Harik interrupted him.

Chabolai raised his hand and patted Rosen's shoulder.

"I remember."

Rosen's hair started to stand up when he heard this.

His eyes flickered between the two sub-files "Quite Charming" and "Rare and Excellent", thinking about how to choose.

After saying that, he turned to look at Harrick: "I said Red Hound, your shabby hotel has no business at all, why not come and help sell paintings."

"That's because I specifically turned off the spell, otherwise there would be no way for existences below high level to enter my house."

"Very good, then you go and do your work. I also want to continue studying spells."

After finishing breakfast, Thrandis took a tablecloth and wiped her lips reservedly.

In short, keep your distance, ignore the other person's madness, stop meddling in other people's business, and just focus on learning spells.

That's great, but there's one little thing.

"Tutor, do you want me to arrange lunch for you?"

He sighed deeply: "I, Xia Bolay, consider myself a warrior, and I pursue beauty even without regard for my own safety."

Business in the hall was as slow as ever, and there was only one freeloader, Chabollet.

"I am still a mage in my profession. I need to worry about some reputation and am not suitable for public appearances. How about opening an anonymous studio and calling it "Stunning Beauty"?"

Soon we arrived at the Hound House.

"From now on, our teaching classes will be held between 6 and 9 o'clock after dinner. At other times, you are free to arrange as you wish."

Harrick had a look of contempt on his face: "Are you pursuing? You are just messing around!"

Chabolai didn't care and laughed strangely.

When Harrick saw this scene, he couldn't help pointing at Chabolai and laughing.

Chaballet laughed with satisfaction.

"I see."

"Very good, I forgive you."

Not to mention, further training in magic in the future will cost a lot of money.

Rosen immediately came back to his senses: "Mentor, I will prepare it for you as soon as possible."

"This was two years ago."

Selling paintings for money is a long-term job.

His face was serious and he said solemnly: "Uncle, we have fought side by side. I respect you, but I also hope you can respect me!"

"I was wrong, Rosen. I apologize to you. I will never make fun of your crazy mentor again."

Harric added: "That's Miss Thrandis. She said she came from Winter City and wanted to find a cheap and comfortable place to stay."

Rosen raised his eyes and looked over, and saw that her hairstyle was not messy, her clothes were neat, her expression was dignified, and her body was held reservedly, as if she was a lady who had received an excellent aristocratic education.

Xia Bolai chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, after all, blind bastards don't happen every day."

Harrick was worthy of being a business boss and immediately began to offer suggestions.

Well, this woman may have completely changed her face.

"Rosen is a painter. His importance is self-evident. Learning spells will be expensive in the future, so he will take half. For the remaining half, you will get 30% and I will get 20%."

Rosen naturally thought about it.

‘Hey hey hey~~’
To be continued...