Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 22 Melancholic Painter Veronica
Karl was his original name, and he used to stay in the Black Street area of ​​Gunnar Town, which is what people often call a slum, mixed with abandoned children and rotten people who have nothing to do.

The residents of the territory dare not approach that side.

Ron learned a lot of information about Gunnar Town from Carl, just like where there is sunshine, there are shadows, and Gunnar Town is a cancer in Arnold's territory.

Then there was one more thing that had to be done on his to-do list.

The children in the slums will choose to live in groups, only in this way can they survive, but there is no absolute fairness in anything, even in such a weak group, there are strong predators.

The older children would rob the younger children of food, and Carl, who was only 5 years old, was naturally the weaker side.

He was dissatisfied with this situation, he was angry, he resented until his heart became cold.

God is so pitiful, the unknown god gave him a chance, a chance to change his own destiny, and he seized it.The results are slightly different, but true.

"Captain, is this really all right? He was before." Thomas had participated in the interrogation, and he knew that the little boy in front of him was not as innocent as he appeared on the surface.

Abel frowned, he was really surprised to have Karl join the Cavaliers, but he still said: "It's okay, we will perform our duties and fulfill the Lord's orders, and don't worry about the rest, and don't think about it."

"Well, you're right." Thomas admired Abel's knightly character from the bottom of his heart.

After arranging Carl's affairs, Ron returned to his room. Originally, he just wanted to lock Karl up for a few days and then drive out.

Judging from the fact that he disobeyed Benden's order and did not poison Melitia, Karl's heart was not muddy. Even in an environment where he treated each other maliciously, he still insisted on his kindness.

This point has little conscience, but it also gave Ron a reason to let him go.

If that's all, Ron won't leave him to join the Cavaliers. He checked Carl's character card last night.

I didn't expect to have an entry, and it was a green one.

【Silver One Star】

【Carl】

[Favourability degree: 51 (alert)]

[Entry 1: Stealth (green)]

[Stealth (green): When no one is watching, greatly reduce your own existence]

There are not many such people in the baron's mansion who can have the entry attribute of green quality.

Master Hadey possesses the quality of blue. This person was invited and cannot be counted as someone from the baron's mansion.

Apart from that, there are only Egbert and Abel, both of them are of green quality, and the others are either white or have no entry.

When Carl grows up and develops his own talent, it will definitely be a big help.

Ron checked Carl's aptitude and was able to practice grudge, but he was not sure about his talent for cultivation.

All of the above are the reasons why Ron decided to train Carl.

Besides the favorability, when Ron took him to the training ground, Carl's favorability had already reached 58 (grateful), and if he showed up at ordinary times, there would be no problem if he brushed up his favorability.

Not long after returning to the room and sitting down, Melittoya knocked on the door and came in.

"Gui'an, elder brother."

After saluting, she sat dignifiedly next to Ron. Judging by her posture, she looked more and more like a noble daughter.

"You don't have to go to class today?" Ron asked, he knew the purpose of the other party's presence.

"Back to my elder brother, with the teacher's permission, I will rest today."

Melittoya answered honestly, she pursed her lips, thinking about the words in her head so that her brother would not be angry and could agree to her request.

Ron stared at her expression with interest, took a sip of tea leisurely, and waited quietly.

Melittoya shook her head every time she wanted to open her mouth, and Ron frowned.

Alas, the cowardice in the bones is not so easy to change.Forget it, who made her his sister.

He said softly: "He is practicing with the knights on the training ground now, you don't have to worry."

Melittoya was taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily, "Your brother is very kind."

"Why do you care so much about him?" Ron asked after hesitantly looking at her smiling face.

"No, no, I just feel that he is a little pitiful, so..." Melittoya was a little flustered.

Pitiful?
The surprising answer is that Melittoia should not know about Karl's experience, and judging from Karl's usual attitude, it shouldn't be described as pitiful.

Is it a child's intuition?

Ron didn't think about it anymore, he got up and took out an exquisite gift box from the drawer next to it, and pushed it in front of Melittoia.

"Brother, what is this?"

"Open it and have a look." Ron didn't say it clearly, and asked her to open it herself.

Melittoya was clumsy and took some effort to finally open the gift box, which contained a red bowknot hairpin.

Melittoya showed joy, and Ron's voice sounded, "I didn't have time to give you a gift when we met for the first time. This is compensation."

"Thank you brother, I like this gift very much." Melittoya quickly thanked, Ron smiled and asked her to wear it now.

"After wearing it, you don't need to take it off at ordinary times, and you can wear it when you go out in the future."

Before that, Ron had already made an entry for bowknot hairpins, but because of time, he only made one green entry that worked well.

This entry is both offensive and defensive, as long as it is worn, it will automatically take effect.

【Butterfly hairpin】

【picture】

【Entry 1: Gambler without scissors (green)】

[Gambler without scissors (green): Automatically senses hostility, guesses fists, defends when throwing 'cloth', and attacks when throwing 'punches']

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Ron felt that the attribute of this entry was good, so he didn't go any further.

"Yeah, I will definitely wear the gift my brother gave me all the time." Melittoia threw her hands back, unable to put on the hair clip no matter what.

"Why are you so stupid, you can't even wear this well." Ron got up and came behind her, took the butterfly hairpin and helped her fix it.

When Melittoya heard this, she was not disappointed, but she smirked at Ron. She gradually realized why sister Irene said that her brother was a nice person.

"My lord, I have a request." Melittoya said, looking at Ron with a guilty conscience when she thought of this.

Ron sat back in his seat, glanced at her, and didn't immediately agree, "Let's listen."

"Can I call your brother when there is no one around?" Melittoya was a little scared and expectant when she asked this question.

Ron was surprised for a moment, and said casually, "As you like."

Hearing this, Melittoya immediately beamed with joy, calling repeatedly: "Brother, brother!"

She was even happier than giving the bow hairpin just now. Melittoya wanted to get close to Ron and talk about more topics.

"Brother, I asked sister Irene about the names of the animals written in the book, but I couldn't understand them, so I thought."

Seeing her high spirits, Ron preemptively said, "Melitoia, are you hungry now, Irene should have prepared some snacks, you should hurry up and eat, otherwise you'll just have to lick the plate."

"Eh?"

Afterwards, Melittoya was pushed out of the room by Ron in a daze.

A few days later, Ron called Joyce to discuss teaching materials.

"You mean drawing graphics next to text?"

Ron nodded affirmatively. Recently, Melittoia has been very annoying, and she always talks about the knowledge she has learned. She has encountered very few things, and there are not many things she can talk about.

He discovered that there were some problems in the learning materials. In order to solve this problem, he asked Joyce, a teacher, to discuss it.

Ron expressed his thoughts: "We can make a set of standard enlightenment teaching materials, and add pictures to the text, so that children can understand it better. If it is feasible, it can be popularized throughout the territory in the future."

After listening to Joyce, she frowned and pondered. She is not only Melittoia's tutor, but also takes charge of the affairs of the territory. She has relatively comprehensive considerations.

a long time.

She shook her head, "Lord Lord, although your idea is very good, it may not be possible to fully promote it."

She then explained the difficulty.

"The first is the issue of money. If it's just words, you can write a lot on one page. But if you want to add pictures, it may take a lot of paper. There are a lot of children in the territory, and the problem of book damage needs to be considered."

"Stop! Let's talk about the second question." Ron nodded, motioning for her to say something else.

Joyce saw that there was no dissatisfaction on Ron's face because of doubts, but he could see the color of approval. Is this another test?

She didn't think about it any more and continued to speak her mind.

"The second is the thoughts of the residents of the territory. You need to know that not everyone is willing to spend food money to buy useless books. In their eyes, the money for buying books may be tomorrow's lunch. Instead of wasting time reading books, it is better to do more Live."

After saying that, Ron smiled and said, "It's good that you can think of these things, but you don't need to worry about the following things. Now you can make a textbook that combines pictures and text."

Joyce frowned and asked, "Excuse me, my lord, what else have I missed?"

This is not questioning, but wanting to know your own shortcomings, so as to alert yourself.

"It's not an omission."

Ron shook his head and said, "You just saw one aspect. You said before that many people are more concerned about tomorrow's rations, and don't want their children to waste time learning those useless textbooks."

Joyce nodded, that's the truth.

Ron chuckled and said in a questioning way: "What if I tell them that they get paid for studying? If they study well, they get more money. What will happen?"

As soon as these words came out, Joyce's pupils shrank, what would happen?They will naturally scramble to send their children to study.

There are not many things that children can do, but now they have the opportunity to learn knowledge for free, and they can get free money. It is a fool not to come.

"My lord, in this case, money"

Ron waved his hand and said: "It's not the time yet, the necessary conditions have not yet appeared. You have done a good job, but what I want to teach you is: before considering the loss, you must see clearly the size of the benefit you create .”

Seeing that Ron didn't want to say any more, Joyce saluted and thanked: "Thank you Lord Lord for your teaching, I will keep it in my heart."

Ron nodded slightly and said nothing more.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked: "The maid Veronica in the mansion is good at drawing, do you think I can let her help me?"

Good at drawing?

Ron recalled it, and remembered that there was indeed a relevant entry among the maids, and that was the only remaining one besides Diana and Irene.

At that time, it was discovered that it was about the entry attribute of painting, and Ron didn't pay too much attention to it. He didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly and agreed.

Joyce got the approval, and silently exited the room after saluting.

Later, she asked about Veronica's work schedule. Veronica had no work today, and Joyce found her in the dormitory.

At this time, a girl in her early twenties was painting, her orange hair covered her face, and she lowered her head slightly towards the easel. On the easel was a very bleak painting. In the painting, a man with a big belly was handling a chopping board with a knife on a chicken.

The focus of this painting is not the man, but the chicken, and a sense of sadness can be felt through the painting.

Joyce came behind her, looked at the painting, and said helplessly, "If the chef sees this painting, he will definitely scold you severely."

Veronica kept moving her hands, and replied in a low voice, "It's you, Joyce."

Joyce knew her well, didn't care about her attitude, and said, "I want to ask you for a favor, sister Veronica is good at painting, and I want you to use your strengths."

"Okay." Veronica said without turning her head, still maintaining her painting posture.

Joyce didn't expect her to agree so readily, and Veronica spoke again the next second.

"You must be wondering why I agreed so quickly, right?"

"Ah, um." Joyce looked at her back strangely. Veronica has this kind of character?

"Hey~ If I'm not mistaken, the lord called you here, right?"

"Ah, no."

Veronica obviously didn't hear what she said, and said to herself: "Since it is the order of the lord, there is no other way. Some people are born noble, and some are low."

"You misunderstood, it's not what you thought." Joyce felt that Veronica was very strange at this time, and wanted to explain something, but the next moment the style of painting suddenly changed.

I saw Veronica put her head in her hands, raised her neck, and roared in a low voice: "Ah, inspiration, this damn inspiration ran into my mind!"

"Sister Veronica, are you, are you okay?" Joyce asked tremblingly, having never seen such a scene before.

"No! I have to engrave it!" Veronica ignored it, flying her hands, and the brush slid on the new drawing paper to form a new painting.

"Then I won't bother you, I'll come to you next time." Joyce quickly ran out of the room, looked at the closed door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, so scary!"

She was afraid for a while, Joyce, who had read thousands of books, couldn't understand what happened just now.

The thought of going to her later made her body shudder.

At night, Veronica came to the door by herself. She looked calm and asked with a smile, "I'm sorry, Joyce, what exactly are you looking for me during the day?"

Looking at the completely different Veronica in front of him, Joyce wondered if he had hallucinations, and that Veronica during the day was someone else pretending to be.

"That's right, about the combination of text and graphics in textbooks"

Afterwards, Joyce explained to her, and Veronica said confidently after listening, "No problem, just leave it to me."

The next day, Joyce took the blueprint that Veronica had drawn overnight and handed it to Ron for inspection.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Ron looked at it and nodded in praise, "The lines are smooth and clear, and a lifelike painting can be drawn with just a few strokes."

Before Joyce could relax, he heard Ron say again: "However, these paintings look sad. Come and see this chicken, giving people the feeling of dying in despair."

"Um, I'll ask her to repaint!" Joyce quickly took away all the paintings and ran to Veronica.

Veronica's eyes lit up when she heard Joyce's explanation of the reason for returning the manuscript. The lord could understand her painting?

This was the first time in her life that she was touched.

(End of this chapter)