episode_0528

“That’s it! Lady! A little more refreshing! Ahhh! Inspiration is flowing!”

The perverted apostle, who didn’t stop brushing even though his nose was bleeding, looked like he could bet on whether the painting would be completed quickly or whether that perverted bastard would end up suffering from anemia.

Ugh. This is why I didn’t want to be caught by the perverted apostle. It was so obvious that this would end up happening.

Plus, the situation is worse now than before.

Last time I allowed the Perverted Apostle to paint, the audience was only stupid foxes, but now everyone on Academy Street is the audience!

Huh. Why are there so many people today? Vacation has started, so go home quickly!

Why did you even bring in your servants to pack your bags, and then you’re creating a human barrier as if you’re possessed by something?

‘What’s so amazing about a girl who’s just cute wearing pretty clothes and holding a pose!? Are all people in this world pedo perverts?!’

‘What is it! Could it be that you were hiding a more sinister mind than your grandfather, the stupid fox!? I absolutely hate it! Now I’m going to wear gloves and pick up a mace!’

The grandfather I trusted and fought with until now was more of a human being than a stupid fox!

shit! I should have known you from the start when you were the person favored by the Lord God!

‘But!’

After listening to my grandfather, I slowly move my eyes and look around. First of all, it goes without saying that the perverted apostle in front of me caught my eye.

“…That’s the apostle of the Arts Church, right?”

“Where do you think such a handsome man is common?”

“That’s the case. There is no way that Apostle, who is famous for being a gentleman, would make an expression like that.”

The sight of a handsome man who would have become an idol around the world in modern times, grinning and moving his brush even though his nose was bleeding and dripping down his mouth, was like a scene from a movie depicting an artist who has gone crazy.

In fact, among the women who were horrified at the sight of the perverted apostle, there were many who could not cover up the joy in their mouths with both hands, so I’ve said it all.

“The saint is graceful even in such a confusing situation.”

“You look even more noble standing next to an apostle of the Arts Order.”

“How fortunate I am to be a saint of the church given by such a person.”

And one step behind the perverted apostle, Fabi was standing still.

As soon as we told her that she was going to draw a picture centered on me, her eyes lit up, and as if it was natural, she followed us and took a seat behind the Perverted Apostle.

Of course, she just watched and didn’t do anything, but the presence of Fabi was so noticeable.

no. If you look closely, you can see something twitching. It feels like I’m suppressing my instincts with reason. Is the picture painted by the Perverted Apostle that great?

…what? What is the divinity flowing from Fabi’s hand?

Why is his divinity falling on a perverted apostle?

Argh! For some reason, I thought the perverted apostle wouldn’t fall down! Fabi was right next to me helping me recover!

Fabi! Even you betrayed me!

“Huh. This is true. It’s of a different order from the pictures on the accessories. Lucy seems to come alive in the picture.”

And Benedick next to him was looking at the painting and making an exclamation.

shit! I should have looked into it from the moment I was bought with the promise of giving me the original copy of the painting!

If that perverted bastard is doing strange things and drawing pictures, shouldn’t we stop him?

And you’re still my father?! You have to protect your daughter!

I was so embarrassed by the current situation that I was blaming everyone when I suddenly felt an eerie feeling running down my spine.

I shrugged my shoulders and slowly turned my head, following the sense of crisis.

Then, on the roof of a building, I made eye contact with a goofy fox holding on to the chimney with an expression that belied even the word “animal.”

okay. I thought that canine was quiet today.

When I saw the hatred that was truly coming from within my eyes, the stupid fox froze for a moment and then fell back with a smile that seemed like it would melt.

The body of the idiot fox, who lost his strength, rolls over the roof and falls to the floor.

The sound made during this process was quite loud, but people’s attention was not focused on this area.

No matter how much I think about it, this world is wrong.

I’ve been secretly suspicious of the guy named Joo-sin since he was a pedophile pervert, but even ordinary people are like this.

Was Agra, the pathetic idiot, actually a dark knight trying to overthrow this wrong world?

…no. I’ve tried to talk nonsense, but this is so disgusting.

I can’t accept that you’re criticizing that idiot who was so narrow-minded and petty compared to the title of God!

“I wondered what the fuss was about, but it was Lucy Aln.”

“Wow. Lucy is so pretty.”

“That guy was fine as long as he kept his mouth shut. The problem is that you don’t keep your mouth shut.”

I turned my head following the familiar voice and screamed inwardly when I saw Arthur and Frey standing side by side chattering.

Ahhh!

When will I finish drawing?!

How long do I have to stay here like this?

That perverted bastard is constantly moving his hands, but why is there no sign of the painting being completed?

Be honest! Are you actually just messing around!?

You’re just doing this because you want to laugh slyly when you see me doing this!

right!

*

“There’s really nothing to do. I wonder why drawing pictures is such a rare sight and that they are gathered together like this.”

When Inuki, who could be considered the epitome of an old man, grumbled while looking at the people who had become a huge wall, the student next to him burst into laughter.

“They are not ordinary people, are they? The one who draws pictures is the apostle of the Art Church. The model for the painting is the daughter of the Aln family, whose reputation has recently been further enhanced by the art denomination’s accessories.”

It has long been a famous story that Lucy Alln’s beauty is amazing.

Even when she was acting like a bitch, there were no people who complained about the fact that she was cute and beautiful.

However, the only people who talk about Lucy’s beauty are the nobles of the kingdom who caught her eye. Those who took a step back thought that Lucy’s beauty was exaggerated.

Even when someone else drew a portrait for me and brought it to me, I just snorted and asked, “Where could someone like this exist?”

But recently things have changed. Apostle Frete, an artist recognized not only in the kingdom but also in many countries, began talking about Lucy’s beauty every day.

The fact that he was chosen by the goddess and made a fuss about his beauty as if she were the goddess incarnate stimulated the curiosity of many magistrates.

This thought also had an influence on the rapid spread of the anecdote about the jewelry with Lucy’s picture on it.

Luxurious people who were sensitive to rumors bought jewelry to see the church’s paintings, and after seeing the efficacy of the jewelry, they began to raise their voices as if testifying, so it was only natural that the church’s accessories were in short supply.

Isn’t it a reality these days that even those who didn’t like Lucy in the kingdom’s social circles are buying accessories to keep up with trends?

In this situation, since the apostle of the art cult started painting with Lucy, it was abnormal for there not to be a crowd.

no. If we look at it closely, what people are showing right now cannot be called madness.

A saint of the given church. Apostle of the Arts Order. And a monster named Benedik Aln.

How can madness seep into the people who naturally maintain order due to the presence of these three?

“If it had been a bit more of a mess, I would have looked for a way to intervene, but at this rate, there is no way to dig in.”

“Is that so…”

Inuki narrowed his eyes at the disappointed look of his student, then took his eyes off the crowd and turned his gaze to his surroundings.

The image of a woman climbing the wall came into his line of sight.

hmm? At first glance, he doesn’t seem like an ordinary being, but how can someone like that be climbing a wall in an alley?

Inuki, who noticed that the woman’s extraordinary nature was not ordinary, followed her with his eyes. You went up to the roof.

And then.

iced coffee. Did someone like that also come to see Lady Aln?

That’s amazing. I thought the Lady’s beauty was considerable, but such a mysterious being…

“Huh?”

Then, upon seeing the woman hugging the chimney tightly with a melting smile, Inuki blinked and quickly looked the other way.

Are you really saying that Lady Arlen’s beauty is enough to melt even such a being?

What does it mean that it’s not the people gathered here that don’t know, but me?

Inuki, who had serious doubts about herself, decided to see it with her own eyes and make a judgment.

“Disciple. Keep your mouth shut.”

“Yes? Master. the former. Huaaa?!”

Inuki, holding his student’s neck, jumped upward without any stepping stones and landed on the roof.

He then left his student, who seemed lost and dazed, and turned his head towards Lucy, who was surrounded by many people.

“…Indeed.”

At a loss for words for a few seconds, he thought he could vaguely understand the enthusiasm of the others.

Lucy, smiling mischievously across the bridge with water passing by, was just as attractive.

About a year ago. Enough to remind Inuki of the fairy queen’s dance moves that he saw in his dream.

“I guess I should change my words.”

The plan to make armor according to Lady Arlen’s taste has been cancelled.

How can you call yourself a blacksmith if you ignore the inspiration that just passed through your mind?