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Chapter 25 The Painter and Dialogue

"Have you noticed the extra people around Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Olivia prompted.

"That sissy?" Quince frowned. The maid Minian was the "old man" beside the princess. Naturally, the person Olivia was talking about could not be her.

"Yes, it's that sissy, but don't underestimate this sissy. I'm just here to see him. If possible, it's best to get some information about this guy," Olivia said.

"What is this guy capable of?" Quins asked.

"His name is Evelyn Oliver, and he was hired by the princess as a court painter."

"Does a court painter ask you to be so careful about your work?" Quines asked doubtfully.

Olivia: "Of course it's impossible for a court painter to make me so cautious, but what if he is a professional painter?"

"Professional painter?" Quince frowned and said hesitantly: "You said he is a professional, and the secrets are related to painters." Professionals are the collective name for the so-called extraordinary people who practice secrets.

Olivia: "You guessed it right, he is the inheritor of the seventh-level esoteric romantic oil painter of the romantic sect in the mysterious world."

"Romantic? I don't see how this guy is romantic, but he is a seventh-level secret romantic oil painter," Quins said solemnly: "It is indeed worth noting. Do you know how strong this Evelin is?"

"I don't know, but I have at least 4 rings of strength."

"Above level 4, your strength has been completely transformed." Quines murmured. The soul witchcraft in his mind had already incorporated all the information he could find about the secrets of the oil painter into his heart.

No matter which faction of painters are secretly taught in the mysterious world, their power is not obvious when they are at a low level. They can only draw movable paintings, paintings that can make the viewer immerse themselves in the painting, etc. But after breaking through the low level,

, the terrifying power secretly passed down by the painter gradually emerged.

He has the ability to summon creatures in paintings; he can also use reality as the background to add, modify, and erase things in paintings, thereby affecting reality; he also has the ability to seal real scenes and creatures into oil paintings; he has the ability to connect reality.

The ability to transfer between scenes and oil paintings with the same background, etc.

As for the Romantic school's oil painting secrets, the ability is mainly reflected in adding, modifying, and erasing things in the painting with reality as the background, and then affecting the ability in reality. As long as the place seen by the painter is painted with secret techniques,

Then anything that appears there will appear in the oil painting and can be modified at will in the oil painting.

This is a bit scary. The mysterious painter is a profession that is very weak in the early stage and very scary in the later stage. Of course, Quins believes that such a terrifying ability has its limits.

"Hey, with such a painter here, I think some people in Taopafine will be uneasy, such as you." Quines chuckled.

Olivia smiled silently, neither denying nor confirming, leaving it up to Quince to guess.

After the song ended, Quins politely separated from Olivia and returned to Buddy. Quins told Buddy about Evelyn Oliver.

Soon, the maid Minian quietly came to Quins.

"Quinns Dodd, Your Highness the Princess invites you."

Quince and Buddy looked at each other, a look of surprise flashing in their eyes.

"Lead the way." Quince straightened his clothes, gave Buddy a wink, and then followed Minian towards the back of the palace.

This time, Her Royal Highness the Princess summoned her in a room specially designed for this purpose. Just as Minian led Quins to the door, a figure walked out from behind the door. It was the fourth prince of Saruna.

Dickens Fanti Cecil.

Dickens stopped Quins, turned to Minian and said: "You go in first, I want to say a few words to this gentleman."

Minian: "This..."

Dickens: "Sister Wang knows this."

Minian nodded, apparently unwilling to go against the prince's request.

Minian entered the room, but neither Quins nor the two eyes were on Minian.

"prince!"

"crow!"

"I didn't expect that the prince was really a prince. I was surprised to see you here."

Dickens said: "I am not surprised."

"You..." Quins calmed down, so someone told the prince my news, and this person must know his identity as a secret shadow traitor. With this condition and this motive, it seems that only...: "

Is it Thousand Faces?”

Dickens: "Haha, a crow is indeed a crow, and Thousand Faces and I are now collaborators."

"Collaborator?" Quins narrowed his eyes: "It seems that the price you offered him is not low, and it can impress thousands of people."

Dickens: "A thousand faces only talk about money. As long as the price is right, he can be used by me. How about it? Come and help me."

Quins shook his head indifferently: "No, Dickens, among us traitors, you are the most ambitious one. From the fact that you insist on the code name of Prince, I know that you are unwilling to stay dormant. It seems that you also want the position of King."

Let’s fight.”

Dickens' expression did not change at all: "A Thousand Faces is right."

"Oh? What did he say?"

"He asked me to kill you, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to be an enemy." Dickens looked at Quines with a deep look in his eyes.

Quins smiled coldly: "I didn't expect him to hold back anything good. Tell him that if he wants to secretly tell you later, he'd better keep his mouth straight."

Dickens sighed secretly: "It seems that I won't be able to kill you in a short time."

"How to say?"

Dickens: "Although Thousand Faces loves money, he knows better that you are his future now. If you want him to take action on you, you need to move back."

Quins was happy: "I bet you don't want to do it yourself, so Qianmian will do the work."

Dickens shook his head: "I don't want to lose a thousand faces, so I have to wait."

"Get out of the way, I'm going in."

Dickens turned slightly sideways and watched Quines enter the room with twinkling eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Quins closed the door and immediately felt like entering two worlds, separating the inside and outside.

He frowned and thought, the ghost of Thousand Faces is really lingering. Tig was held tightly by himself and did not dare to act recklessly. Now he has chased Taopaphi and is colluding with the prince.

"Now that you've come in, what are you doing over there, Mr. Dodd?" A melodious and clear female voice came to my ears from not far away.

Quins raised his eyes and saw Fanny Cecil staring into his eyes unblinkingly.

A slight bow: "I'm sorry."

Fanny Cecil: "Come and sit, my brother-in-law is quite honest, right?"

Quins came closer and sat opposite Fanny Cecil. After thanking Minian for the coffee, he asked calmly: "Your Highness, you should know about my relationship with the fourth prince, right?"

Fanny Cecil: "It's really interesting. It's fate that the two of you can meet again."

Quins: "Since Her Royal Highness the Princess knows the experience of the fourth prince, he is dishonest and there is no need for me to tell you."

Fanny Cecil: "Indeed, if you can escape from the Secret Shadow Training Camp, how can you escape if you don't have ruthlessness, a shrewd mind, and an iron will."

Quince: "Your Highness, the princess, sent me here to ask me about the fourth prince, right?"

Fanny Cecil: "Of course not. I think with your intelligence, you can guess the purpose of my invitation to you."

Quins shook his head: "I don't want to get involved in royal affairs. If I reject the fourth prince, I will reject you in the same way."

Fanny Cecil: "Royal matters cannot be avoided. Just like my younger brother, you will have intersection with him sooner or later."

Quins: "I don't deny this, but by that time, I have the strength to say nothing to anyone."

Fanny Cecil: "You have courage. In that case, I won't say anything more. My door is always open for you."

Quince took a deep look at Fanny Cecil. Everyone said that Fanny Cecil was heroic, and now he had felt it a little bit. Her frail body seemed to contain endless resilience and perseverance.

Quins: "Can I ask you what you gained from this trip to Wangyue Lake?"

Fanny Cecil chuckled: "I can't tell you this. If you want to know, you can join me."

Quins put down the coffee cup: "It seems it's time for me to say goodbye."

Walking out of the room, Quins was a little confused about what Fanny Cecil was thinking. Even if she was interested in the throne, she announced her withdrawal from the competition for the throne early. If she was not interested, everything revealed her ambition.

Small.

At a dinner party, I met three "acquaintances" and felt very rewarded.


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