Thrandis turned around and walked towards the cabin, introducing Chaballet's situation as he walked.
"He is the nephew of Earl Omicia, and his father is the previous Earl of Omicia."
"More than twenty years ago, Silver Moon Castle was very noisy. Even the earl unexpectedly died in an inner court conspiracy. Therefore, my aunt Sophia, who had just been promoted to high-level mage, had to take over the family's responsibility."
"If Chaballet is the only son of a count, that doesn't mean anything, but he has a brother above him."
"His name is Vobos Omicia. He is a powerful warrior at the pinnacle of high-level and is also the commander-in-chief of the Second Army of Silver Moon."
Instructor Anna has a withdrawn character who hates the world and devotes herself to practicing Buddhism.
"It turns out that uncle is also suffering."
"So, you understand?"
It was past six o'clock and it was Anna's time. She shook her head indifferently.
He came out with the dishes and placed them one by one in front of her: "Yes, we were talking about making money from painting. After all, this is the main source of income in the future."
"Everyone has his or her own freedom, and so do my apprentices. And they're just painting."
The two of them walked back to Thrandis's cabin, one behind the other.
He immediately started busy.
Painting is a trivial matter, so Rosen nodded directly.
"Yes, that's it."
The core gist of the ‘Thousand Hands and Thousand Thoughts’ training method.
Rosen smiled softly: "You are my mentor, and my future is in your hands. What does it have to do with President Fearon?"
"He often said that fighting on the battlefield is a warrior's job, and a mage should be a pure scholar."
Rosen nodded slowly, gaining a deeper understanding of Chabolai.
These tasks are done very skillfully and can be completed within ten minutes.
About an hour later, at the cost of dropping several porcelain bowls, Thrandis's cabin had a completely new look.
In the kitchen, Rosen had adjusted his mentality.
Putting back his reverie, he lowered his head and began to drink the broth.
Because the mage is not a pure scholar, he also has powerful power.
Thrandis said directly: "Ms. Olekeya, the door is unlocked, just come in."
What's even more strange is that this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and after reaching a certain level, even the soul begins to tremble slightly.
Because he had expected that the other party would come, he immediately said: "I have prepared food for you and it is warming in the pot. Please wait a moment."
After hurriedly washing up, he went to the kitchen to quickly prepare the ingredients.
"In total, I haven't had contact with my family for three years. I guess my brother has considered me dead."
Rosen immediately cheered up: "Teacher, please rest first, and leave everything to me."
Rosen shrugged: "Ms. O'Lekeya, please don't worry, I still can't bear to leave this wonderful world."
Rosen understood.
"Oh, by the way, you can only draw pictures for me to appreciate, but you can't exchange my appearance for money!"
"Yes, mentor."
When doing these things, you basically rely on the hands of the mage, and you are stuck at the limit of your own abilities.
But the difference from before is that he said this out of respect rather than sincerity.
A thought suddenly arose in Rosen's mind: 'Olekeya is here!'
The master and apprentice sat on both sides of the newly purchased dining table, enjoying the delicious dinner in silence.
After Thrandis washed herself and put on clean clothes, Rosen immediately cleaned the bathroom and soaked a change of clothes.
Rosen thought to himself: "This is natural. The paintings I chose are all exquisite works made by experts in photography and photo editing with great enthusiasm and energy. How can they not look good?"
O'Lekeya put away her bulging money bag with a smile and said, "Just now I heard you talking about beauty paintings outside the door?"
O'Lekeya was very interested. She cut a piece of bread and chewed it for a while, then suddenly said: "Rosen, your painting skills are so good, why don't you draw one for me too?"
"But it's not impossible to avoid it."
"Well~~ I have seen many of your oil paintings. Although they are very gorgeous, I have to say that they are also really beautiful. You can always capture the most beautiful moment of a woman very accurately."
Of course, it's also possible that his rank is too low and he didn't notice it.
He was not so particular and just took a cold shower.
Rosen thumped downstairs.
"No, in this world men are superior to women, and there are many moral shackles. Drawing on someone else's wife's private photos can easily lead to trouble."
After saying that, he stood up and went to serve it.
Sure enough, the next moment, there was a knock on the door.
But one thing is certain, O'Lekeya has discovered something abnormal about him.
Thrandis was very satisfied. Before entering the bathtub, she said: "You don't have to serve me today. You go downstairs and clean yourself up."
"The age difference between the two brothers was about ten years. When the old count died, Voubos was already a teenager, but Chabolais was still in his infancy."
After all, nothing can be done without money.
"President Feren is a kind elder. He hopes that every official mage can focus on spells instead of running around working for the temple and the lord."
"Here you go, 50 crowns."
Although I have made a lot of money recently, who would think that it is too much money?
"For example, my brother, as soon as my father died, he wanted to immediately wipe out the shame of my family."
He wondered: 'What's going on?'
If you learn but don’t use it, then what’s the use of all the hard work?
What's the point of life if you have the unique skill of slaying dragons but live a useless life?
Of course, he was the son of a lowly robber in this life, and his reputation was already bad. It didn't matter if he got worse, so he still had to keep painting beautiful women.
If Chabollet had not slandered himself and instead behaved wisely and bravely, I am afraid life would have been even more difficult than it is now.
Speaking of this, Thrandis sighed softly: "Unfortunately, there is no Utopia in the world. One of the obligations of a formal mage is to accept the call from the temple."
For example, Faerun, Rosen had a vague feeling that this guy was not that kind.
Rosen said without hesitation: "Sell it. If you don't sell it, where will the money come from?"
A smile appeared on Thrandis's face.
On the sidelines, Rosen had something in his mind: 'Taking and drawing private photos of yourself seems to be a common trait among women. Even extraordinary people are not immune to this. Maybe it can be developed into a profitable side job for me.'
He was already jealous of his elder brother, and his status, reputation and even military strength were not as good as those of his elder brother.
"If an official mage has a bad reputation and even has various problems and quirks, the temple that always claims to be a moral model will keep a distance from you."
Olekeya Chichi sat down and spread her hands to Thrandis: "Where is my bounty?"
He had discovered Thrandis's weakness.
"It seems you understand."
There was only a knock on the door, and I still didn't identify myself, but the frequency of the knock was very familiar.
"Move forward all the way, pushing the boundaries of the limit every moment."
On the other side, Olekeya smiled with a meaningful look on her face.
"Children of big families rarely have real peace and real family ties. Brothers turn against each other and become enemies everywhere."
"So Sophia replaced her mother with her aunt and raised him with her own hands. It is said that because of this, Vobos was very jealous of his biological brother."
If you don't know the identity of the other party, just based on what the other party did today, he looks like a selfish and scheming hypocrite.
From the current point of view, Feilun has an influence on his mentor, but not much. And he is able to deceive his mentor mostly because his rhetoric caters to his mentor's personality.
While I was drinking, I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart, as if something familiar was approaching me.
She is an outstanding magic genius, but because she devotes most of her time to magic, she has some shortcomings in dealing with people and is easily deceived by others.
After entering the door, Alice walked straight upstairs: "The house is a bit messy, and I smell of mud and fire smoke."
‘Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk~’
‘Click~’
"Haha~ This is good. Although I will be looked down upon by others without the protection of the family, I don't have to bear the responsibilities of the family. I can feel relaxed and free. Especially, I am lucky enough to meet my dearest and smartest apprentice."
The bathtub is filled with hot water, bath towels, bath balls, and clean clothes are all laid out, and the aroma of food in the kitchen is gradually wafting out.
It was Alice's time now. She turned to look at Rosen, her eyes smiling like two crescents.
Rosen smiled: "Mentor, this is also my luck."
"During that time, Anna and I kept fighting, acting weird and crazy, and being rejected by the family, so we simply stayed away from Winter City and came to this small rural place, Silver Moon Castle."
"Forbos is smart and capable, with a cold temperament, but he is not broad-minded. But legally, he is the first heir to the next earl."
Clean the house, boil water, mop the floor, light the fireplace, and prepare dinner.
After a second thought, I threw the thought out of my mind decisively.
As he spoke, Rosen vaguely felt the other person's eyes turning on him, as if he was confused or curious, but he did not feel any hostility.
"Then it's settled, I'll come to the Hound House to find you tomorrow morning."
After eating for a while, Thrandis asked: "Will you still sell beauty paintings in the future?"
"Hmm~ You can also draw a similar picture for me. Haha, Miss Thrandis, you don't mind Rosen seeing another woman's body, right?"
Rosen understood, but he did not agree with Fearon's approach, thinking it was too idealistic and too paranoid.
"Aha~ What a huge income."
Thrandis sighed.
Finally, everything was tidied up.
Therefore, he still said seriously: "Thank you, instructor, for your guidance."
There is no evidence, it is just an intuition generated by Rosen after seeing many different kinds of people in his previous life.
"Well, it's a wise choice~~This meat with carrot sauce is really authentic and delicious~It's so delicious."
No, to be precise, it is the golden light spot recorded in the godhead that is vibrating.
The door opened, and O'Lekeya walked in with a smile on her face, sniffing her nose: "Do you have my share?"
Thrandis' willow-leaf eyebrows raised slightly: "Didn't you hear what President Phelan said? If you are so willing to degenerate, you will have no future."
"I can draw you one for free, the question is how do you want to draw it?"
I feel a little uneasy in my heart, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.
After dinner, a certain mysterious and curious extraordinary lady finally left.
But before leaving, she turned her back to Anna and blinked slightly at Rosen. Her blue eyes flickered, making Rosen feel more and more uneasy.
Anna did not see this small detail and said calmly: "Rosen, after you come back from painting tomorrow, I will officially teach you how to write a technique paper."