Later on, even the most powerful and powerful person in the city, Earl Onein, brought his family to the Saint-Fei Cathedral to read paintings.

This was something that everyone in the universal religion did not expect.

At that time, the Earl Onine's family was received by the bishop of the diocese and the elder of Ria.

This family is a commoner, and they don’t know much oil painting, they just come to join in the fun. The only one who knows some art in the family is the Countess. However, her level is at most a bit higher than that of a layman. Naturally, she taught these daughters that were worse than hers.

Speaking of Countess Oneine, it is also quite interesting. Her generation is "three sisters", and when she reaches her daughter's generation, she is "three sisters".

Fortunately, the church does not need to buy the accounts of these nobles, let alone the church like universal religion that does not rely on the support of aristocrats.

Therefore, although the bishop of the diocese had a smile on his face, he did not have much intention of flattery. After all, he knew that this family believed in the Holy World Church.

Elder Ria also had a polite smile on his face, but he stood there like a Roman pillar, without any intention of interpreting the painting.

Earl Onein was very excited, with an unconcealed curiosity on his face, and caught the two of them asking questions. It felt like the moment he stepped into the church, the earl's heart had converted to art. But even so, he should go to the Xindu Church and receive the influence of art, rather than chatting with the two people in front of him here.

In fact, Earl Onein just wanted to ask more questions, but fortunately, he would have more topics of talk at aristocratic gatherings in the future. The nobles seem to have such a bad habit. They clearly have little understanding of many things, but they all like to express their "unique" opinions when there are many people.

Of course, if you have no talent in your stomach like Count Oneine, you can only come here to steal the name and return home with your "knowledge".

Even if the count lowered his figure, the bishop of the diocese could not understand the painting.

So the bishop glanced at Riya in embarrassment, but the elder looked at his nose and his heart, lowered his head and carefully studied the gravel floor tiles under his feet.

Seeing the attitude of the people of the Universal Church, the count's daughters were immediately dissatisfied. They were not very willing to come to such places, but when they saw that they were thrown cold water, they began to turn up their voices and curse. Of course, they were not as fond of this so-called Universal Church in their bones.

"What do you care about? Isn't it just a so-called broken painting? I really take myself seriously." The eldest daughter Alisa said disdainfully.

"That's right, I'm really a treasure." The second daughter, Mena, said to her.

Only the youngest daughter, Feiya, is the most self-aware and does not comment. Although she can't understand what the painting is about, she still understands it in her heart, "This is not a broken painting. This technique and this level are already much higher than the oil painting teacher at home."

When it comes to elder sister, the second sister's mind is really amazing. This has caused her father to be scolded. If it is a famous work, then your family will still be able to praise her?

The bishop and the elder Ria looked calm, as if they had become accustomed to such sarcasm, as if they heard someone say a lot of things in their hearts.

It can be said that north of the Traledi Mountains,

The deep-rooted despise of these nobles for universal religion has existed for centuries, and the universal religions have long been used to it. In addition, the Bishop and Riya are also well-educated people, so naturally they will not care about these things, just think that the wind blows in their ears.

The Count turned around and glared at his two daughters, and then the Countess persuaded him, the two unruly daughters stopped talking.

Seeing that these two people from the Universal Church had no interest in explaining much to him, the Count did not force him, and he was not a strong person at all.

Then the topic turned to whom the painting came from?

After all, this dome has been empty for so many years. Which master has caught a move this time? In fact, it is not just the count, but many people in Zanzi City have infinite interest in this mysterious genius painter.

Many people think that Universal Buddhism cannot get a reward, so they have not been able to find famous painters for so many years. In fact, this is not the case. It is really as Ria said, but the reason is that they cannot find a suitable candidate. Universal Buddhism is not as poor as everyone imagines.

Regarding the author of this painting, Elder Ria just mentioned the sentence lightly, "It's a young painter, and he has no reputation", and he didn't even mention his name.

Earl Oneine nodded helplessly.

His eldest daughter and second daughter felt a little contempt in her heart: "It was indeed the hand of an infamous painter..."

Ria did this perhaps to protect Alvin's privacy. After all, he didn't know whether Alvin had the will to become famous. Of course, he might just simply not want to explain to the count so clearly.

But when he was in the town of Bellama, he knew that Alvin was a person who likes to show off.

Of course, this is also a fault with Alvin himself. After finishing the painting, he forgot to sign his name.

Even though the clergy of the Universal Church were so stingy that they didn't say much to the outside world, Rusty Philodidi had met Alvin. So when the story of Zanzawa Castle was spread to Tyriel, the eldest son of the Philodidi family spoke the name "Alvin Philodi".

Of course, when Rusty talked to others about Alvin, her mind was filled with the painter's beautiful wife.

So, the strange name "Alvin Feilie" was passed back to Zanzhe Castle.

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And our protagonist seems to enjoy this "hide and seek" game and continues to play his trick of "real people don't show their appearance".

Because of the "Believers", universal religion added a lot of rewards to him, so he no longer had to worry about Looney in recent times. Alvin generously divided part of it to help him.

After refusing, I took it. After all, the feeling of being cold and hungry is not that good.

Besides, Alvin was just a first-timer and needed such an insider to know the inside story. After all, Chi-Ling had some connection with the Baroness and Count Onein, and he still had some understanding of Marquis Eru and Earl Onein.

Moreover, based on Alvin's understanding of Chili, that little relationship is not so easy to break.

Apart from Alvin's generosity, what made Chi-Wan admire Alvin even more was that this nobleman from the south seemed to be very indifferent.

He thought Alvin was the kind of person who loved to show off and would take advantage of this time to get into the world of fame.

When I went to Zanzi Castle's aristocratic circle, Alvin didn't care much about these things at all.

What he didn't know was that, based on Alvin's background and experience, he had long been irrelevant about any aristocratic circle.

Besides, Alvin has the kind of lonely personality that does not take advantage of others' wishes, and with the little thought of "waiting for sale", he naturally won't show up easily.

However, our great painter rarely goes out recently, and there is another reason.

But recently, Onion didn't know what happened. He always locked himself in the room to study magic, and refused all Alvin's invitations.

Alvin was the kind of person who was unwilling to fall behind. Seeing Onian working hard, he felt embarrassed to go out for a walk. At the same time, he also vaguely felt that Onian was warning him in this way, and the two of them still had a lot of shoulders and didn't waste so many sunny days.

Besides, without the great beauty of Onian, it would be boring to have fun everywhere by himself. If there were Lai Wu and Chen Zhu's "fox friends" together, he would be happy. If he had just brought a relaxed voice alone, he would really not be able to get up to the spirit.

Thinking of Lai Wu, Chen Zhu and the others couldn't help but sigh, and thought of Kaiba who was still in Twaddan.

"Haha, the mercenary group of four sides is really 'scattered all over the world' now." He sighed with a wry smile.

Alvin learned Onian's style and locked himself in the room. He faced the book "The Law of Time and Space" in front of him all day long, and was at a loss.

He carefully recalled the details of his battle with the Giant Ridge Ice Dragon that day, remembered his inference that "space under the static state of time can produce deformation", and the deep bottomless black fog that he sent to the north, there were so many things that he couldn't understand.

"What the hell is going on?" Alvin thought in surprise. "It's obvious that the ice dragon also uses space-time magic, but how could these monsters in the Traledi Mountains have such magic?"

Alvin picked up this ancient book and flipped it in his hand for a long time, "How did the monsters learn it? This is incredible."

"How did the black fog stirring produce space displacement? Could it be that the two space-time magics can have such an effect? ​​Also, how was the forelimb of the ice dragon cut off?" As soon as I think of what happened that day, there seemed to be endless mysteries that bothered him.

"Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm dizzy." Alvin got up from the bed and sighed that he had spent another afternoon without any progress.

In fact, he might have fainted from hunger.

"Go to buy something to eat." He knocked on the door when he passed by Onian's room. Regardless of whether Onian had returned to him or not, he walked straight outside the house.

He walked along Feilu Street to the bakery a block away. It was already dinner time. The street was mixed with various dishes, stimulating his sense of smell. Alvin swallowed and felt his "hungry".

While the sense of smell becomes sensitive, somehow, the hearing seems to be much more sensitive.

Amid the "second" sounds when the ingredients were put into the oil pan, he heard a different sound coming from a certain alley. This ecstasy sound seemed to be a slender smoke arm, hooking up his ears and pulling his body into the alley.
Chapter completed!