Chapter 18 This is the wife I have never met before
Lilith left with her sisters, and Rosen followed Chabolai to Lilith's room on the second floor of the hotel.
The short and fat samurai sat slumped on the chair, with a pair of round thighs resting on the table, shaking constantly. The table and chair under him made a "creak" sound, as if it would fall apart in the next second.
"Little baby, relax a little. I, Xia Bolai, will not kill beauties or children. As long as you are obedient, I will not only not harm you, but I will also keep you safe."
Given the examples of Nightingale and Lilith, Rosen believed it 90% of the time.
He relaxed a lot, but still maintained his respectful attitude: "Mr. Chaballet, can I go and relieve myself?"
Xia Bolai shrugged his shoulders: "Of course. But you'd better not leave my sight, otherwise I won't be able to protect you if an accident occurs."
Rosen was startled: "Why? Is someone trying to harm me?"
"Of course."
Chabolai's big mouth pouted, and he looked at the mirror: "Go and look in the mirror and see what's on your back."
As soon as he said this, Rosen's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly walked to the mirror and checked his back, only to see the thumb-sized hole in the animal skin coat.
This is naturally left behind by Cyrus's curse.
He secretly said: "Neglect!"
He looked 'heartbroken': "Ah, there was a hole burned by the fire. I wonder why these clothes are always leaking."
‘Hahaha~’
Chabolai raised his head and laughed: "You are such a carefree little fool. Didn't you know that you almost met the God of Death?"
"What do you mean?" Rosen looked frightened.
Xia Bolay raised his hand to pour a glass of water from the teapot, took a sip, and said slowly: "The hole in your clothes, the edge of the hole is black and there are cracks, it is obviously not caused by fire, but the result of corrosion by dark magic.
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"Ah~~"
Rosen was 'shocked', but in his heart he was awe-inspiring: 'It's really not easy for anyone who can survive on the road.'
Chabolai was amused by Rosen's reaction, and his big eyes narrowed, as if he hadn't woken up.
"Little guy, your mentor is ruthless. When he escaped just now, he probably wanted your life."
"But I'm still fine."
"You should be grateful to me for being alive!"
Xia Bolay grinned, spit the tea back into the cup, and muttered: "What kind of bad tea is this? It's so sweet!"
Then he started to explain.
"He was afraid that your scream before death would alert me, so he changed his mind midway. Otherwise, all ten lives would be lost just because of your stupidity."
Rosen looked 'shocked': "But why did the mentor want to kill me?"
"What I can't get, I would rather destroy it than give it to others. I have seen many such people."
"I have a narrow mind and average ability, but I always think that the world is unfair to me, so I blame others every day."
"Haha~~Forget it, you don't understand even if you tell me. You will naturally understand when you grow up. If you can still grow up."
Chabolai seemed to have remembered some unpleasant past events, and there was a hint of desolation on his round face.
"Okay, just stay with me. I can't protect you forever, but I won't let your poisonous mentor harm you."
Rosen couldn't help but said: "Thank you very much Mr. Chabollet for your protection."
After that, Chabolai kept lying on the chair, half-squinting his eyes and saying nothing.
Although there was no need to worry about safety with such a great master by his side, Rosen did not dare to engage in creation meditation.
But I couldn't sleep for a while, and I was extremely bored, so I picked up the painting tools, mixed some paint at random, and scribbled on the canvas.
"Hey, kid, don't you know how to draw beauties? Draw one for me to see." Suddenly Chaballet's voice came from behind.
"Beauty?"
Rosen suddenly heard Xia Bolay's previous words about not killing beauties, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he asked: "What kind of beauties do you want to see, sir?"
Xia Bolai's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole person suddenly became alive: "You have such a loud voice, little guy. How old are you, and how many beauties have you seen?"
Incomparable confidence immediately appeared on Rosen's face.
"Sir, I have seen many beauties during this time. Also, you don't have to see many things with your own eyes, you can also relate them to them."
"Lenovo? Hahahaha, interesting and interesting."
Chaballet laughed a few times and then said: "Can you draw naked women? For example, naked Lilith?"
Rosen thought to himself: "Isn't this too naked?"
But he still nodded: "Yes, there is no need to associate this, I have seen it before."
After hearing this, Xia Bolay grinned almost to the back of his ears, and his smile was a bit more obscene than that of Zhu Bajie, who committed sexual abuse.
"Yes, of course you have seen her before, otherwise you wouldn't be able to draw so many beauties."
Just when Rosen was about to start writing, he waved his hand again.
"Although Lilith's body is beautiful, since you and I have seen it, there is no mystery left."
"Well, you can think of a beautiful woman and let me open my eyes."
Seeing that Rosen didn't seem to understand, he added seriously.
"I, Xia Bolai, am known as the No. 1 Flower Guard Knight in the North. I have seen anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred top beauties. It is not easy to open my eyes."
Seeing him say this, Rosen asked: "Sir, can I ask you a few questions?"
"You asked."
"Among all the beauties you have seen, does Miss Lilith rank in the upper reaches, the middle reaches, or the lower reaches?"
"Good question!"
Chabolai looked up at the ceiling, lost in memories.
After a while, he said: "To be honest, Miss Lilith's appearance can only be regarded as inferior, but she is better than her youth, her skin is delicate, and her figure is full of vitality.
"His personality is also on the naive side. Although he can calculate, he is not very scheming. He is like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and sweet. Therefore, he is generally considered to be in the middle range."
“Does personality also affect beauty?”
"That's natural. Although femme fatale is also a style, the femme fatale heart will eventually damage the appearance, and over time, it will become hateful."
When he said this, Rosen was convinced.
In his own evaluation system, Lilith's appearance is rated 6 points, and her figure is less than 7 points. On earth, she is considered a stunning beauty.
Dressing up a little and walking on the street is enough to attract the attention of many old beauties, but there is still a long way to go before you are truly stunning.
Thinking of this, he concentrated for a moment, opened "My Harem", located the sub-folder "Quite Charming", selected a beauty with a score of 7 in appearance and figure, and then started printing.
Chaballet had nothing to do, so he just sat aside and watched Rosen paint.
From the beginning, he just watched something new. As he watched, he felt a little bored and started to doze off.
But gradually, the characters on the canvas began to take shape. Although the specific appearance was still unclear, they already exuded a beauty that swayed people's hearts.
"Hi~ interesting!"
Just like drinking a large glass of ice water on a hot summer day, Chapollet's energy suddenly rose and he looked at the canvas intently.
As time goes by, the characters on the canvas become clearer and clearer.
He felt that a rare beauty was slowly coming out of the fog and seemed to be smiling at him.
And even just a hazy smile actually made Xia Bolay's heart beat slightly faster, and there seemed to be a naughty deer jumping around in his chest.
He was a straightforward person and immediately said: "I feel like I'm going to see my wife I've never met before. Little guy, please draw faster!"
Rosen smiled secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that in another world, I could meet people who like paper people."
Soon after more than half an hour passed, a picture of a beautiful woman was completed.
Rosen raised his hand to wipe his sweat and wash the paint on his hands in the basin.
Looking at Chabolet again, I saw him standing in front of the canvas in a daze, his big leopard-like eyes fixedly looking at the beauty's big almond eyes that seemed to be able to speak. His whole body was motionless, like a sculpture.
After a long time, he finally said: "The beauty's clothes are a bit strange and have an exotic style."
"These are all clothes I came up with based on what I have seen and heard these days. They cannot be taken seriously."
Xia Bolay seemed not to have heard anything and said to himself: "She has a sad brow. Is there something on her mind?"
"Someone must be bullying her. If I find out who it is, I will chop that bastard into pieces!"
"What's the beauty's name?"
"Hmm~ These feet are really exquisite and cute. Every toe is as round as a pearl. I wonder what it would feel like to hold it in your mouth?"
Rosen couldn't stand what he heard.
This rough and powerful image of Chabollet has a crazy demeanor, and the visual impact is as powerful as a nuclear bomb.
To avoid distorting his sense of aesthetics, he simply covered his head, closed his eyes, and pretended that this idiot didn't exist.
He didn't know how long it had passed before he felt someone patting his shoulder. When he looked up, he saw Chabolai squatting beside him with a fawning smile on his face.
"Young man, thank you very much for bringing the news about my wife. But the news is a bit lacking. Could you please bring more?"
Come on, this guy is probably crazy.
But who makes this guy a great master?
Rosen sighed and said, "Mr. Chaballet, your wife lives far away. Every time I go to summon her, I have to spend a lot of energy and time."
"I understand! I understand! Whatever you want, I will find a way to get it for you!"
Rosen was waiting for this answer and immediately said: "I want to learn magic."
"Ah?" Xia Bolay didn't react for a moment.
Rosen briefly recounted what happened during this period, and then said: "I think mages are very powerful and their spells are very magical, so I really want to learn them."
Charbolet looked embarrassed, this was not going to be easy.
Because his reputation was not very good, capable mages cherished his reputation and stayed away from him.
He couldn't hire an incompetent mage because he had no money in his pocket.
But he turned to look at the canvas, but he was reluctant to refuse. After thinking about it, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"You know, I come from Silver Moon Castle. The owner of Silver Moon Castle is Count Omisia, and she is also the noble lady to whom I swear lifelong loyalty."
"She is a great moon magician. When this happens, I will take you to Silver Moon Castle and ask the lady to teach you magic. How about that?"
A great moon magician is a magician who uses the moon as his visualization image and whose magic power reaches the level of a master.
This is a powerful mage standing at the pinnacle!
Such a being could crush Cyrus to death with one finger. A glare would probably drive an ordinary person insane.
How could He De, a sheepherder who was born into a bandit den, become the master's apprentice?
Rosen felt that this was very unreliable: "Uncle, is this possible?"
Chabolai slapped his chest hard, making a muffled sound.
"Don't worry, Madam values me very much. Besides, Silver Moon Castle is a big city, much bigger than White Horse Town, and there is not only Madam but one mage in the city."
"Even if Madam refuses to give advice, you can still find other mages to learn from, right?"
Seeing that Rosen was still dubious, he patted his chest again.
"In short, no matter what method I use, I will definitely find you an official mage to be your mentor."
This is a bit more reliable. What attracted Rosen the most was not the promise of Chapollet, but the big city Silver Moon Castle.
Although life in a big city is not easy, there are many opportunities.
Rosen immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll draw a beauty for you, and you take me to Silver Moon Castle to find a spell instructor."
