Dear Broom Knight

Lowry had long understood that as long as he didn't harbor any ambitions of conquering the world and focused solely on developing his land, his golden touch would be quite practical.

He could also benefit greatly from mid- to low-level mage training, mainly because he genuinely had an abundance of gems and some medicinal resources, enough for him to trade for resources he couldn't produce himself.

In other words, no matter how this thing came to be, the other party didn't intend for him to become some chosen one, triggering battles wherever he went.

He figured he might just be a test subject that some powerful deity, whose identity he didn't know, had brought over when they wanted to do something.

This wasn't anything strange; those ancient chronicles from ten thousand years ago, and the Dragon Book from the White Dragon's heritage, contained similar content.

Souls like Lowry, who were accidentally brought back from other worlds by certain deities, as long as they were proper deities of law, would strive to be fair and balanced… in the literal sense.

Of course, whether Lowry and his kind were willing or not was none of their concern; anyway, it wasn't like they hadn't made amends.

Some people might not even know who brought them back until the end of their lives!

Just like some people would reveal that they came from a strange world, such as the famous 'Cowboy Gunslinger,' who was the most typical example.

But there were also people who wouldn't reveal any information until death, not even leaving behind a single word, completely living as if they were people of the new world.

Lowry naturally wanted to be the latter.

Moreover, he actually couldn't be the former.

Because he was immersed in role-playing, Lowry's infancy and childhood were spent in a way that particularly conformed to the laws of reality.

Therefore, Lowry would absolutely, positively not let anyone know that he had a mature soul.

Otherwise, the word 'ashamed' would probably be invented because of him.

Rather than those trivial matters, what Lowry wanted to know more was whether his mother would change her mind a bit because of Pat.

So, he took out a thick sketchbook from his small bag and handed it to Yagris: "Mom, since there's nothing to do anyway, take a look at this to pass the time!"

Yagris took it in surprise, flipped through it a couple of times, and then immediately smiled: "Lowry, you actually drew so many flowers and plants! They look so real!"

Lowry nodded: "Careful exploration of natural things is also a basic skill for mages. The blooming and withering of flowers also have their places worth exploring, especially those magical plants. If I can understand the relationship between the magical energy that erupts at the moment the fruit matures and the magical runes that condense at the same time, I will definitely gain a lot."

"So, when I study magical runes, I also learn to record them."

"Since I'm being so serious, of course I have to draw them as vividly as possible. If I can capture the temperament of the flowers, that would be my greatest success."

Even the White Dragon King, who often came into contact with mages, couldn't help but take several steps back after this passage began. He had been quite curious about how well Lowry had drawn!

But forget it!

These mages' minds are always considering what laws and what rules are, without any fun at all.

Although this son was born to her personally and raised by her single-handedly, Yagris didn't want to discuss any academic issues with him.

Even Yagris, who had the most friendly attitude towards scholars and mages, only wanted their answers, not the process of deduction.

She wasn't really crazy.

Lowry tilted his head, quite satisfied with the result in front of him.

To put it bluntly, the level of excellence in his painting skills was not something that ordinary people could achieve in seven or eight years of effort, not to mention that because he had seen too many excellent works in the past, his painting also had a set of styles.

It's just that for true painters who can be called artists, the craftsmanship in his brushstrokes can still be distinguished.

Therefore, Lowry would never claim that he was exceptionally talented in painting.

But his uncontrollable brushstrokes were too stable and skilled… If the past him would have had insufficient brush power when painting in reality due to years of digital painting, now this him, with the agility talent of the Yagris family and the strength training of a knight as a foundation, made every line sharp and clear.

If he had this ability in the past, even if he couldn't become a famous painter, he wouldn't have been unemployed upon graduation.

At least at the time he graduated, oil painting students without a background could still gain a foothold with their skills.

For example, those classmates of his who couldn't get into good places but could be snapped up by professional secondary schools… Although they also had to take two art classes at ordinary times, the school's main requirement for them was to participate in various art competitions.

Although they couldn't win the top prize, because there were units supporting them behind the scenes, as long as they had enough ability, they wouldn't be unable to win a prize.

Generally speaking, in that kind of formal competition, Lowry and his latecomers would only start looking for experience packs from the second prize.

Moreover, they could indeed learn a lot of things.

Lowry began to consider this issue after he suddenly realized that his paintings could actually be compared with those classmates.

He knew that with his social circle, it was actually unlikely to be discovered, such as contradictions or not.

But the key was that he had a particularly fond-of-showing-off teacher.

For example, his teacher, who was a court archmage, unhesitatingly snatched away two copies of the flower album he drew.

As soon as Lowry heard it, he knew that he wanted to 'discuss' the skills of their respective students with a real painter.

Therefore, he unhesitatingly established a persona for himself as someone who studied painting for the sake of magical practice and had a persistent pursuit of 'likeness'.

The tracks were different, and some problems couldn't be said… No matter how talented a person was, if they only imitated for many years, it would still be difficult to correct the naturally revealed craftsmanship.

Of course, if a huge price was paid, it was not impossible to change.

But he, Lowry, was not taking the artist route, right?

Thanks to the history of Western art he had learned in the past, Lowry could instantly find countless examples… especially the story of a certain master's son who lost himself because he overly imitated his father.

The White Dragon King looked at Lowry, who was still full of interest, and Lady Yagris, who was hiding in the corner flipping through the sketchbook, and his gaze quickly shifted away from the magic hut… He couldn't possibly hope that Earl Montes would come out sooner, could he?

In the end, he focused his attention on Lyon, who was squatting aside and didn't know what he was doing: "Lyon, what are you doing?"

Lyon helplessly raised his head: "I'm arranging for people to sort out information related to the territory. I have to know who to go to first when the time comes, right?"

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"Do you have enough manpower?" the White Dragon King asked curiously, "Didn't you say that you sent all the reserve forces of your adventure group to Lowry?"

Lyon's eyes widened in a circle… Although Yuri always scolded him, it seemed that he couldn't catch up with one ten-thousandth of his grandfather.

He was clearly chatting happily with Lowry just now, but now he ran over to provoke the relationship between them?

The reason why he chose to leave those apprentices of the Tiger's Blade in Gezar Territory was not only because he was prepared to sacrifice himself, but also because those children were really native Gezar people.

Lyon was very clear that even if he survived this chaos of the Evil God, it was impossible for him to return to Gezar… The worst outcome was to return to the inland and hunt down heretics everywhere.

Of course, who could have imagined before all this happened that the Montes family, who had been enjoying the scenery in the Northland for thousands of years, would fall to such a point!

Even the position of border lord was handed over to him.

But, after becoming the new border lord, Lyon had to consider how to integrate the relationship between his territory and the border army.

The simplest way was to use the descendants of the border army and the new forces of his territory to build a knight order belonging to the Hamiltons.

Fortunately, his brothers were quite good at teaching people.

And the biggest taboo of this kind of knight order was that there was a small group in the middle that was completely unrelated to the main constituents, whose home was also particularly close, and whose lord was someone Lyon could not easily offend.

He would be crazy to ask for the people he sent to Lowry back!

Lyon's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled: "Actually, there is really one person on Lowry's side that makes me a little unsure of what to do."

"Take him away… I'm sorry, Lowry."

"Don't take him away…"

The White Dragon King suddenly jumped back: "Ah~ That's your business!

"You're so old, are you still going to have me, your grandfather, manage everything?

"Then what do I need you for!"

Lyon's mouth twitched a few times, but he was in a pretty good mood.

Heh heh~

Alex was the best trump card.

Of course, what was really useful was his aunt, who was sent to marry.

Once, the White Dragon King's most beloved daughter.

The eldest princess lived more freely than his father, that unlucky guy who had been wearing the title of the first heir to the throne all his life and lived cautiously.

Of course, the main reason why his father was so cautious was that there were always people who wanted to use him to deal with the White Dragon King. If he was not careful, he might have something extra on him.

Knowing that the White Dragon King's physique was comparable to that of a dragon, there were still people who wanted to try.

But the eldest princess didn't have so many worries.

Because of the White Dragon King's doting, she didn't think she needed to consider so much… If there was a problem, her dear father would naturally be able to solve it!

Unfortunately, in the end, the only requirement her dear father had for her was to become the queen of that small kingdom in the neighboring country and give birth to an heir who was loyal to the Northern Kingdom.

Lyon didn't understand it at first, but later he realized it.

What the White Dragon King was considering was the distant future, which stupid children like him would never be able to consider.

The old man who lived long had a really dark heart!