Pusius' appearance prevents him from appearing outside.
Although he cannot return to the streets of humans, Pusius is already satisfied with everything he has now. He sits on the window sill almost greedily, looking at the seemingly endless streets of Klein University.
It's just that the scenery in his eyes is different from what Lu Li saw.
In the afternoon, Dean Lawrence arrived with a painter.
"This is Mr. Camila Valverde, the former court painter of the Lennon Islands, painting a portrait for you."
Dean Lawrence introduced why the gray cloth was covered in front of the window.
"Hello, Mr. Lu Li, everyone in my hometown knows about your rumors." The slovenly old man with a long beard put his left hand on his chest and bowed respectfully to Lu Li in the manner of the Royal Palace of the Linnon Islands.
Because the Lennon Islands were involved in the second expedition against the Third Disaster, they paid special attention there, and they also knew about the third expedition launched by Lu Li alone.
"It's an honor to paint your portrait myself."
"Will it take a long time?" Lu Li frowned.
He didn't want to sit there motionless for hours.
"It won't take long. The Lennon Islands Court Painting School is very suitable for quick painting. First outline, then fill in the color." Painter Mira Valverde replied.
He asked Lu Li to sit on the chair in front of the fireplace, filled the fireplace with some smokeless processed wood so that light and shadow would appear on Lu Li's face, and then moved back to the door and placed the easel.
Dean Lawrence did not leave. While looking at the outline emerging on the drawing board, he reported the next arrangements to Lu Li.
He placed a list on the low table next to his seat. On it were the people who wanted to see Lu Li. Dean Lawrence had ordered them in order of importance.
"It doesn't matter, you can pick it up and take a look." Painter Mira Valverde said.
Lu Li picked up the list, which had a long list of names and identities written on it, such as Hunters Guild, Lord, and the Ancient Spirits Pavilion.
"Reject it for me." Lu Li put down the list and leaned back in his seat.
"Well...don't you plan to meet them?" Dean Lawrence asked tentatively.
Lu Li nodded in response.
"Okay, I will help you refuse these unnecessary private meetings..." Dean Lawrence almost understood Lu Li's style. "The city hall has decided to hold a reception party for you tomorrow night. It is best if you can go."
Lu Li is the protagonist of the party. If he doesn't go to the party, there will be no point in holding it.
"I will go." Lu Li did not refuse.
At least one task has been completed, Dean Lawrence thought, and he remembered one more thing before leaving: "By the way, the Hunter Guild hopes to contact Miss Catalina. I think they want to publicize Miss Catalina's escort to you.
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"She decides."
"OK."
Dean Lawrence left the room and went to the next room to inform Catalina.
The only sound left in the room was the rustle of paintbrushes smearing on the drawing board.
A few minutes passed and the calm was broken.
bang bang bang bang
Mira Valverde, who was focusing on painting, ignored him.
bang bang bang bang
The knock on the door soon came again, becoming more urgent.
Mira Valverde frowned and still ignored the people outside the door.
Bang bang bang bang!
The wooden door shook, making Mira Valverde unable to calm down.
"You'd better open it, otherwise she might break the door open." Lu Li said at this time.
"Of course..." Mira Valverde sighed helplessly, put down her brush and opened the door.
In the corridor, Catalina had already taken a few steps back, preparing to open the door just as Lu Li said.
By then, Mira Valverde behind the door will be the first to suffer, and the painting may have to be repainted.
Catalina entered the room, and Mira Valverde vented her dissatisfaction with her intrusion by slamming the door shut and returned to the drawing board to continue painting.
"Should I not disturb you?" Catalina, who wanted to sit by the fireplace, stopped and asked belatedly.
"What's wrong?" Lu Li asked.
"The dean just came to me and told me that the Hunter Guild wanted to use me for publicity. I wanted to ask you."
Lu Li is the person she is most familiar with, and the only person she is familiar with. The unfamiliar environment makes her a little uneasy, and staying next to the furnace can alleviate some of it.
And the hyena on the windowsill.
"This is your business." Lu Li said.
"So?" Katarina said she didn't understand.
Lu Li said directly: "I don't mind if you tell me, just make sure it's true."
Catalina wanted to say something, but looked at the third person in the room, her guard against strangers taking over.
At this moment, Mira Valverde suddenly tore off a few strands of paper, rolled them into a ball and stuffed them into her ears.
"You can say it now."
Lu Li looked away from Mira Valverde.
"...Actually, I don't want to be a hunter anymore." Katarina, who no longer wore a fluffy bathrobe and changed into a men's shirt and trousers because the skirt would make her feel like she was wearing nothing, said. "These two days.
Life makes me very... water is not bitter, meat can be cooked so delicious, and carrots and green leafy vegetables are actually used as food instead of precious medicines..."
"I'm like a rat that lives in a sewer and suddenly runs into a house. It offers warmth, food, and safety... That rat only stayed there for two days and didn't want to go back to the sewer... Do you understand what I mean?"
"Then stay." Lu Li said calmly, "You will soon get your resident status and enough money to live comfortably."
"...I'm afraid that these are all fake, all my hallucinations in the Emerald Dream."
Catalina fell into self-doubt.
But before Lu Li said anything, Catalina, who had been struggling for survival since birth, convinced herself that beautiful illusions were better than cruel and bad reality.
Catalina has no obsession with "I have to return to reality". Even if everything happening now is not true, she can accept it, but she wants to know the facts.
The confusion of whether this was the Emerald Dream would still haunt her for a while.
Mira Valverde spent nearly two hours painting and finished it near evening.
He covered the drawing board with white cloth and prepared to take it back and process it with palace craftsmanship to turn it into a perfect oil painting.
Lu Li and Catalina, who never left, have both seen this painting. It is real and artistic enough, but it has not yet revealed the unique weight and history of oil paintings.
Not long after Mira Valverde left holding the drawing board, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the door and spread to the room.
The people gathered outside the door were discussing something loudly, with excitement and excitement, and some people turned and left.
Dean Lawrence soon came to Lu Li's room. He was not as excited as those outside, but showed a kind of uneasiness that he had never seen before.
"What's wrong."
Dean Lawrence did not answer and handed a crumpled newspaper to Lu Li.
The news on the front page above clearly reads:
"The One Becomes the Two, Another Exorcist from the Old Era Returns!"
