I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 32 Leonardo Michelangelo Master

After Ivita and the others left the castle, they asked a few farmers for information, but everyone said that the lord had only one son and no daughters.

This made Evita think that this mission was a prank.

Or, he misunderstood the meaning of the old druid at all before. In fact, the task of recruiting blacksmiths on the last board is really the task in the prophecy!
I really hope that they can still receive that mission when they go back now.

But even so, a bunch of supplies and a handling fee of 8 pence were wasted.

The sky gradually dimmed, and it was time to decide whether to leave.

Hei Lang said that it is not a good idea to stay in this weird place, not to mention that the owner here does not welcome them.

It is better to spend the night in the wild than to live here.

The old witch was unusually supportive of his decision and suggested that it would be better to leave immediately.

Ivita also thought about it. Baron Molo was very concerned about others knowing about his son, what if he wanted to kill someone to silence him.

Although the probability is relatively small, it must be guarded against.

So, they got into the carriage, pulled the cow and went on the road again, leaving the Barony of Morrow.

Alicia's child has always been very well-behaved, and he seems to understand his mother's difficulties, so even though he was running around like this, he still didn't make any sound.

Just fell asleep.

Alicia was grateful when Evita let her baby sleep in the carriage.

The sky was completely dark, and they were about to leave Baron Morrow when suddenly there was movement in the bushes by the side of the road.

The black wolf reacted quickly, immediately grabbed the short crossbow on his back, jumped out of the carriage, and aimed at the bushes. "who!"

The old witch's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing a trace of coldness.

Ivita also got hold of the Ring of Gloria's Thunder Eye, and was ready to use the "Lightning Curse" attached to it at any time.

Is it the people from the Boar Knights who came after them, or the assassins from the Brotherhood of Little Lutheran?

"Wait a minute, it's...it's me..."

A head emerged from the bushes, and it turned out to be Brenton, the eldest son of Baron Morrow.

Blanton looked at the crossbow in Hei Lang's hand, showing a trace of solemnity, and waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't...it's me."

Hei Lang put away the short crossbow, frowned and said: "Your father drove us away, and now you stop us."

"what do you mean?"

"People in the Molo family have no hospitality."

Brandon said anxiously: "Guys, I swear to God, I absolutely have no intention of playing tricks on you fighters."

"I posted the mission because I really have a younger sister, and she was captured by the ogre."

Ivita stepped out of the carriage, "But your father said that you don't have a sister, and the neighbors say that your father has no daughter."

"One can lie, but can all lie?"

"How do you explain that?"

Brandon blushed, and took out half of the painting, which showed Baron Morrow holding the hands of a girl and a boy.

The teenager looks very similar to Branton, just a little younger.

"Look, this is a famous painting that I kept secretly."

"This is the work of Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo, the master of art from Ambrose, and his signature is in the corner. You may not believe my words, but you should also believe in this master. "

Ivita walked over and took the painting dubiously.

The bottom of this painting is indeed embellished with the name of the painter, and there is a phrase of blessing——

[To the happy family of Baron Molo, you have a clever son and a lovely daughter. 】

Heilang came over to take a look at the painting, then raised his head to look at Brandon in disbelief, and said to Ivita: "If the signature is not fake, then the master's words can be trusted."

"Is Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo famous?" The old witch said disdainfully, "Couldn't it be that the son of the baron threatened the little artist and made a fake for him?"

Hei Lang and Lei Li looked at the old witch speechlessly.

And Branton was shocked directly, looking at the Hearthstone Witch with a look of horror. "You call him a little painter?"

"Do you know his status in Ambrose?"

The old witch has never cared about things that don't involve money among mortals.

Raleigh coughed and reminded her: "Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo is one of Ambrose's most prestigious painters. It is said that the mayor of Pavela once spent [-] gold pounds. Please He painted a representative painting for one of the walls of the landmark church in the city of Pavela."

"Let this painting and the church become the pride of the city of Pallavi."

"As a result, Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo was halfway through the painting, and suddenly felt that three thousand six hundred gold pounds was too little, and it was not enough to pay for his superb painting skills."

"So, Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo left after only half of the painting, and made a statement saying that he would make a painting the size of a wall for the church, which would cost at least 7000 or two hundred gold pounds."

"The mayor of Pallavi was about to die of anger, but this incident became the event that established the reputation of Mr. Leonardo Michelangelo."

Only then did the old witch understand that this man was not a little painter, but a master who was well-known in the Viscount Kingdom.

She snorted.

Ivita felt that this matter was getting weirder and weirder, and judging by this posture, this mission might really be the one predicted.

He looked at Branton. "But how did you get this painting, you shouldn't be able to afford such a high fee."

He had learned some common sense from the people around him before, and together with some knowledge in his memory, he knew that the annual income of a small barony was only between 1000 and [-] gold pounds.

If it is a particularly poor place, maybe even less.

Branton felt something was wrong. He felt that the other party was not an ordinary explorer.

Ordinary explorers have no culture, so they are easy to fool.

However, these people on the opposite side have extraordinary conversations and extensive knowledge.

He talked to them, and even thought he was talking to a group of nobles.

This made Branton involuntarily lower his position. He said: "It was a coincidence. My grandfather had some friendship with the master, so he drew this picture for us. But there is only one painting."

"I don't know what happened to make everyone forget about my sister, but fortunately there is still a painting left by that master."

"But that's the only evidence."

Ivita frowned, looking down at the painting.

"But if we help you and find your sister, or your sister's body, how much commission should you pay us?"

Branton originally wanted to make a foolish idea, such as bullying the ignorant explorers as much as possible and lowering the commission.

But now he changed his mind, he was afraid of angering Iweta and the others, causing Iweta and others to leave.

The situation has fallen into the control of Ivita.

Branton thought for a moment and said a huge number. "75 pounds!"

"It's all the money I've saved."

"is it okay?"

Ivita thought about it for a while. In fact, this price is already dozens of times higher than the normal task.

If it weren't for the other party's special situation and his anxious sister, he definitely wouldn't have offered such an outrageous price.

In other words, the reason why he can bid so high is because it is the life-saving money of Branton's sister.

And now they were Branton's only hope, the only mercenaries he could possibly mobilize.

But this is not my goal.

What I want is something other than money.

But take a look at the situation first.

"Twenty gold pounds," said Evita. "It can't be lower than this price."

"And if a new situation arises, when we judge that we need to increase the price, we need to increase the price."

"You..." Brenton gritted his teeth. "Well, afterwards, I can borrow some money from the merchants to pay you."

"I hope you guys are worth the price."

"Can help me find my sister."

Ivita tried not to let him have too much room for fantasy, reminding him: "The premise is that your sister is still alive. Otherwise, we will at most find her body for you."

"We don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life."

"You should understand."

Brenton sighed, knowing that what Evita said was true. "Well, I see."

(End of this chapter)