mythical visionary

Chapter 28 The Painter Sequence
"It seems that there are still many things waiting for me to discover..." Xia Mingwei glanced over the manual, and basically omitted the historical events behind.

"A guest is here." Anners said suddenly.

Xia Mingwei moved his eyes, the sliding door of the box was opened, and a girl with a drawing board in her hand came into view suddenly, with light white short shoulder-length hair, clear facial features, ice blue eyes as if covered with a layer of mist, wearing a A light blue pleated skirt.

The white-haired girl looked at Anlens, then turned her head to look at Xia Mingwei twice, then sat next to Anlens, picked up a brush and daubed on the paper.

"She is?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"My name is Iren, and I'm from Greece." The white-haired girl spoke fluent Chinese, "Class A, the sequence is 'Painter'."

"That's a good name," Anlens smiled slightly. "It means 'rainbow in the water' in Greek."

Xia Mingwei sighed softly, thinking that no matter where he went, he would meet people from Class A?It seems to be all due to that crap thing called 'Olibel Forum'.

"My Chinese name is 'Dongling'." The white-haired girl paused, then looked up at Xia Mingwei, "You can call me that."

"Dong Ling?"

"I took it myself." Dong Ling said lightly.

Xia Mingwei looked at An Lance, "Do all the people in Oribel Academy speak Chinese?"

"To be precise, it is English and Chinese." Anluns said, "This is a rigid rule, and many students have to receive compulsory tutoring before entering school."

"So, what is she doing?" Xia Mingwei asked.

I saw this white-haired girl sitting beside Anlunsi like that, quickly scribbling on the drawing paper with a paintbrush in her right hand, raising her eyes to glance at Xia Mingwei from time to time.

It was only then that Xia Mingwei realized that the reason why this man was sitting with Anlens was to make it easier for him to draw himself.

The people in Olibear Academy are more or less weird... At least as far as he knows now, there is really no normal person.

"Painting." Anlens yawned. "A painter should draw. Maybe she needs to draw a portrait of a Sequencer to advance, so she must be allowed to draw."

"According to your point of view," Xia Mingwei asked coldly, "you lie so much in front of me in order to advance, so I am obliged to let you lie to me?"

"Actually, it's useless to lie to one's own people," Anlunsi smiled. "There are many requirements for the sequence of a fraudster, at least it is impossible to achieve advanced requirements through the form of 'cooperating with one another'."

"Then why are you running the train with your mouth full?"

"Occupational diseases, but we were not familiar enough before this, so my 'Fraud Master' sequence can still get feedback on fraud from you."

"It means, you came to pick up a freshman, and you just took this freshman to brush up the experience points of the sequence, don't you think this sounds very impolite?"

"Why not?" Ann Lance smiled and took a sip of water.

"You must have very few friends, right?" Xia Mingwei asked back.

"On the contrary, a person who knows how to lie in the right place will have more friends," Annens said. "The ability to judge the situation is far more important than you think."

"It's time to judge the situation," Xia Mingwei heaved a long sigh of relief, "Then can you see that I really want to punch your head right now?"

At this moment, Dong Ling raised her eyes from the drawing board. She glanced at it twice, then took the painting off the clip of the drawing board, and handed it to Xia Mingwei.

"For me?" Xia Mingwei was puzzled.

"Here." Dong Ling nodded slightly at him, her pale hair swaying gently, scratching her pale face.

Xia Mingwei looked at her eyes shrouded in light mist, took the painting, stared at it, he was stunned for a moment, but his face was still expressionless.

Dong Ling got up from her seat and left with her drawing board. She didn't forget to close the sliding door before she left, and there were only Alens and Xia Mingwei left in the box.

"How do you say, how did she draw you?"

"generally."

Xia Mingwei stared at the painting. The general scene presented in this painting was a ruin that was scorched black like hell by the fire.

The boy was crushed under the ruins. He roared with blood flowing from his throat, and stretched out a dry hand to the sky from the gap of the broken building. In front of the palm floated a stick with black shadows. The one is close at hand, but seems out of reach. Farther away stands a giant with a raging fire all over his body. The giant is condescending, overlooking the boy deeply with terrifying eyes.

"Let me take a look?" Anluns became curious.

Xia Mingwei withdrew his gaze, slowly put the painting into his backpack, and asked:

"How did she draw it?"

"The painter sequence is very rare, but not without examples. She may have used the sequence ability, such as showing your mental state through painting."

"Showing my... mental state."

"So, what did she draw that surprised you so much?"

"It's nothing." Xia Mingwei was already thinking about how to deal with the painting immediately. "It's just some old things."

"Surter?"

"Compared to this, this girl is quite strange. Why does she have white hair?"

"It should be the influence of the sequence," Anluns said, "Many occupational sequences will directly affect the appearance of the sequencer, and her hair may have turned white because of this." After a pause, he continued, "It's not difficult Understand that a blank background is the best drawing board."

"So maybe your black hair wasn't dyed?" Xia Mingwei stared at him.

"Uh..." Anluns raised his chin and chuckled, "From the time I got the sequence of 'Fraudster', my hair began to gradually become darker, and finally turned into pure black."

"fraud."

"Compared to this, that girl doesn't seem to be Greek." Anlens changed the subject, "There are rumors in the forum that she is the daughter of the fourth princess of Denmark and the flower of the royal family, so the executive board made a statement about her origin. work of secrecy."

"This is too outrageous..." Xia Mingwei said, using his mobile phone to search for members of the Danish royal family.

Soon, a piece of news popped up on the search engine—[The daughter of the fourth princess Mary of Denmark disappeared while traveling, and was only found after a year, and has now been escorted back to the Danish royal family].

Xia Mingwei glanced at the time when the news happened. It was in 2019, which is seven years ago.

Before this, the daughter of the fourth princess of Denmark disappeared for a year. This year happened to be... eight years ago, when my village was attacked by Surtur?
Xia Mingwei suddenly remembered the painting just now, and connected the disappearance with the time when Surtur appeared, and his hairs immediately stood up.

At the same time, he thought of the scene he dreamed of seeing in the future—the flame giant Surtur was by his side, and it might be everyone he came into contact with next.

Could it be that……

It was clear that the air inside the carriage was cool, but Xia Mingwei's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the painting in the backpack again. Surter's scarlet pupils seemed to emit a cold light in the darkness .

"It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously." Anlunsi took a sip of tea.

Is it just a rumour...

But how could there be such a coincidence?
Xia Mingwei pondered for a long time, turned his head to look at London shrouded in night, and whispered: "Call me when we arrive." After speaking, he hugged his backpack, leaned on the window sill and hit a ton.

　Seeking to follow up, follow up is life

　　
　
(End of this chapter)