RNP Chapter 4278 Oil Painting and Artists
Chapter 4278 Oil Painting and Artists
Chapter 4278 Oil Painting and Artists
Hillis paused her explanation and asked Shad:
"Tell me, Shad, what came to mind?"
"I just feel like I've been neglecting you all this time."
Hillis laughed:
“I thought you were going to say something like neglect? No, no, Shad, although I can't be by your side as often as Luvia and Duke Galina, I know you will think of me often, and I will think of you often too, and that's enough for me.”
I am the High Priestess, Superintendent, and Sister of the Forsaken Order. For me, emotional connection lies not only in daily meetings but also in longing. Of course, you can't just leave without a word like Father did; that's the only thing I can't accept.
"Of course not. Sometimes I really feel like I'm a piece of trash."
He reached out and hugged Sirius, and the young blonde patted his back gently, as if to comfort Shad.
“You can’t say that about yourself. No one is a perfect saint. The thirteenth-ring warlocks aren’t, and neither are you. People always have flaws. We’re actually afraid that you’ll really become a perfect person without any flaws, because then we won’t be able to catch you.”
Although Sirius was one of the younger girls Shad knew, she had the air of a mother taking care of a child at this moment:
"But to be honest, I sometimes feel a little jealous of Vanessa."
She spoke softly, gently pushing Shad away before opening her eyes wide to meet his gaze, but then closed them again after a moment. Shad then kissed her, and the conversation continued only after Sirius kicked off her shoes and curled up in Shad's arms:
"Do you think Vanessa is eavesdropping right now? She's learned a lot of interesting magical arts since she advanced to the thirteenth rank."
"I ask with a smile," Sirius asked. As Shad pondered the question, Sirius interrupted Shad's thoughts with a kiss.
However, the two did not spend the entire night talking sweet nothings. Sirius and Shad held hands and leaned against Shad's chest as they talked about the most important thing: helping people with amnesia regain their memories.
The Forgotten Order is the most professional at handling such matters, but since Sirius couldn't personally go to the scene to check the situation, she could only tell Shad some common methods for recovering memories.
“There’s no need to learn special divine arts for this. I still suspect their amnesia is related to the gods. This may be a test. Using divine arts to fight against the power of the gods is the worst choice. I’ll give you three methods. I think one of them will work.”
Sirius's three methods are divine artifacts, potions, and relics. Helping Lady Thorne and the two twin old witches regain their memories is a crucial part of this mission, "Helping the Gods Heal the Sick," so Shad believes he should be able to bring quite a few things back to the past.
The so-called "divine artifacts" were items made by Sirius himself. Although they were still related to the Old God [The Forgotten Old Man], making divine artifacts was certainly more professional than Shad using the magic he had just learned.
However, it takes time for Sirius to prepare the divine artifact, so Shad won't be able to get it tonight.
The "potion" is a "powerful memory restoration potion" that Sirius concocted based on a recipe recorded in the cult's books. Since she cannot see the people who have lost their memories, she can only view the problem as the most serious case.
The sole purpose of this potion is to restore forgotten memories. Sirius intends to concoct the most potent version, guaranteeing that just one drop will instantly bring back even childhood bedwetting. The potion's effects don't involve complex principles; it relies purely on its powerful potency to restore memories, which Sirius considers the most direct method.
As for the "relic," it's still related to the Sage-level pistol [Faded Memories] that Shad gave her. Sirius didn't want Shad to take the relic back to the past; rather, she prepared the bullets for that pistol for Shad.
That was a special relic derivative, the "False Memory Bullet," created by Sirius using divine magic. It was a relic derivative that had never been recorded in the original artifact.
When this special bullet is fired from any firearm and hits a target, it will give the victim a false memory that is difficult to distinguish from reality. This can confuse people's cognition, but for people who have already lost important memories, the bullet tends to generate false memories to fill the gaps in their memory.
The memories generated by amnesiacs are of course also false, and the probability that they are the same as real memories is about the same as the probability that randomly pressing the keys on a typewriter will generate a complete poem.
However, even false memories can adaptively fill in the gaps in memory, creating similarities to real memories. And with that false memory, and a certain degree of guidance, the real memory may automatically emerge.
This is similar to getting extra clues when doing a crossword puzzle in a newspaper. Hillis explained the principle in a complicated way, while Shad understood it in a simple way.
In short, Sirius thought of many ways to help Shad. The divine items, potions, and bullets all needed to be collected by Shad before he set off, and Sirius would also take advantage of the remaining time to think of other methods for Shad.
Vanessa didn't eavesdrop on their conversation; she did want to give Hillis time. But after finishing her work at 9:30 p.m., Vanessa couldn't resist her curiosity and went to the study door, carefully listening to the sounds behind the door.
The room's soundproofing was practically nonexistent for a thirteenth-tier archwitch deliberately trying to eavesdrop, but Vanessa didn't hear any strange noises. So she returned to the end of the corridor and then, with normal footsteps, knocked on the study door.
Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief when she opened the door and saw Shad and Sirius standing up from the sofa hand in hand. Sirius's face was still slightly flushed. The witch winked at Sirius and gave her a satisfied smile, very happy for her friend.
That evening, when Shad was about to return home, Vanessa did not go back with him. She felt that Hillis had just spent the night with Shad, and if she left Hillis alone while she went to Shad's bedroom, it would seem that she was too eager and too indifferent to their friendship.
Since there would be plenty of time later, Vanessa quietly apologized to Shad when she said goodbye, and hinted that she would give Shad a surprise as compensation next time she went to see him.
Although Vanessa didn't go to No. 6 St. Teresa's Square, the house was far from deserted. As Shad carried the cat that came to greet him upstairs from the first floor, he heard Daniste and Flora talking. When he got to the second floor, he saw Flora standing in front of the easel, sketching the dragon egg on the coffee table with a pencil.
The artist greeted Shad first, then continued her artistic creation. She wanted to paint an oil painting, but after seeing the captivating colors of the eggshell, she felt that her paints were insufficient to depict such a beautiful night scene. Therefore, tonight she would first try to sketch the shape of the dragon egg with a pencil, and then paint the final oil painting after she had prepared the paints.
"Good evening, Flora. Danist, you actually agreed to Flora doing this."
As Shad handed the coat to Winnie, he looked at Daniste with some surprise. The caretaker, sitting on the sofa reading a book, was puzzled by Shad's question.
"Flora offered to leave me and the teacher with an oil painting that we could use to remember each other in the future. Why would I disagree? Flora said that this was also her way of expressing her apology for what happened last year."
The artist behind the easel gave Xia De a smug look, revealing her profound skill not only in painting and music but also in the art of language expression.
According to Luvia's divination, the dragon egg will hatch within half a month, so Flora needs to be faster; the egg certainly can't wait until she finishes drawing it before it hatches. However, Flora herself is quite content. Unlike most witches, her identity as an ordinary person in reality doesn't hold her back much. She can go anywhere at any time, something most people can't do.
Shad had assumed Flora would stay the night, and even Winnie was preparing to tidy up Flora's room, but around ten o'clock, Flora, who was chatting with Daniste in the study, put down her paintbrush:
"It's getting late, I need to go back to Vige's place."
Daniste also tried to persuade her to stay:
"Since it's getting late, Flora, why don't you stay? Shad has plenty of rooms here."
The artist asked while tidying up her art supplies:
"Oh, Danist, if I really foolishly agree, do you promise you won't be angry?"
"Flora, why should I be angry?"
"Dannister asked," Winnie said, gesturing that she could pack up her art supplies. Flora thanked her and then smiled at her friend, saying:
"You know perfectly well why you're angry."
After saying that, she ignored Daniste's explanation and went to say goodbye to Shad. Shad didn't want Flora to go back so late, but Flora insisted on leaving.
“Charlotte is still with Vigo. I don’t trust Vigo to watch over so many people. Vigo has already proven herself to be unreliable. The Fragrant Mansion still needs a twelfth-order Great Witch like me to protect it.”
She took Shad's hand and spun him around, then smiled and kissed him.
"See you tomorrow, Shad. Margaret and Sylvia, arrive at Grayrock Pass Fortress at ten o'clock. Don't forget, Danist, you can't let Shad sleep too late."
"Flora, you."
But the artist with the beautiful long gray-black hair had already transformed into an owl and swiftly flew down to the first floor; her voice soon disappeared.
Daniste can handle any other witch with ease, but when she faces Flora, she is always provoked to various emotions.