The King of Knights in a Different World

The clothes on her body were full of paint, and each of the colors spread to her face.

If she said her current appearance, she really couldn't see the appearance of a beautiful girl.

Lucifer slowly approached Ah Rong, and he took out a handkerchief and put it on her face and wiped it carefully.

A Rong was startled first, and then he was completely stunned.

She felt that she should push him away, but she didn't want to do it subconsciously.

Even her father had never cared for her so intimately, and a complicated feeling rose in her heart.

"Of course.

Well, that's fine.

Although painting is important, don't forget that you are also a fact as a beautiful girl."

Taking back the handkerchief that had been spent, Lucifer stepped back and smiled.

"Haha! The pretty girl is useless, and it didn't improve my painting skills.

Beautiful girls must also struggle for life.Although they don't care about how well they are living, if I starve to death, I won't be able to achieve my ideals.

It's troublesome, why do humans want to eat?"

Speaking of which, A Rong already had a small complaint in his words.

"Most people will starve to death if they don't eat."

"But you need money to eat, you need money! This is the key! You also need money to buy these tools. For these trivial things, I just give up part of the time to work.

Helpless, if you can continue to paint like this, don't worry about how good the foreign objects are."

Ah Rong complained about the hardships of life as he did to friends.

If possible, she wants to stop worrying about other things besides painting.

Then keep drawing.

Looking at Aron like this, Lucifer made a certain decision.

"I will support you."

"what!"

"Your ideal is to keep painting and not to be disturbed by foreign objects.

In that case, I will support you."

Lucifer repeated his words once.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!!! Are you kidding me?"

This time, A Rong heard it clearly.

While hearing it clearly, her paintbrush fell directly to the ground.

After reacting, she looked at the paint she just bought with a sad look on her face.

"No, I'm serious.

There are many people in this world who have to put down their paintbrushes in order to live.They don't want to do it, but many times they are forced by life.

There must be people who...can combine life with painting, but Ah Rong is not one of them.

When I think that Ah Rong may become the former in the future, I feel that it is a kind of loss."

Lucifer sighed his thoughts.

I used to have such a pure time as Ah Rong, just because I simply liked it, so I did it regardless of the consequences and the cost.

Even if no one likes the things that are made, but when they are born from the hands, there will still be a heartfelt satisfaction in my heart.

That's good.

Just this is enough.

Live for what you like.

I used to think this way, but in the end, there was no curse against reality, and the pen that was once put down can no longer be picked up.

The hands that have forgotten their original intentions can no longer act as before.In the end, the stage with only one person finally came to an end.

When I saw this girl who was...similar to her once again, the feelings hidden in her heart came to life.

Whether A Rong will become the self he used to be, I am not sure, but at least I don't want to see her become that way.

"but......"

"I can't imagine how Ah Rong would have to put down his paintbrush after running around for life in the future, and I don't want to imagine it.

That being the case, I will support you."

Lucifer reached out his hand and invited Aron.

Arong looked at Lucifer quietly, and she saw something similar to her in his eyes.

She remembered the time she had wandered with her father since she left Far East.At that time, she felt that she could go anywhere, but after thinking about it, she found that she couldn't stay anywhere.

One kind came, and she only had the paintbrush in her hand.

"I...sure enough, I still can't do it.

Although I understand that Lucille is not malicious, I am worried that if I really stay by your side, I will lose the inspiration for painting.

The so-called painter must continue to sharpen his skills, otherwise he may lose the original enthusiasm in his heart.

However, your words also touched my heart.

Well, that's good, the next big game.

If I win, you have to increase the amount of gold coins.

If I lose, if mine loses, you can support me."

During the words, Arong smiled and looked at Lucifer.

She wanted to stay, but she didn't want to stay. Such a contradictory mood made her subconsciously lose her choice to something called destiny.

She can also comfort herself, so that it doesn't matter...

Whether you lose or win, you won't lose.

If you really lose, there is no way.

"A Rong, you will make me do it very well."

"Do you think I will lose"

"What you asked me, I can give you the answer now.

If it's me for you, I hope Arong you can win.

But if it’s for myself, I also hope you can lose."

In the words, Lucifer gave two different reasons.

"so complicated."

"Well, people have their own selfish hearts, and so do I.

Well, I promise you.

If you win, I will give you worry-free wealth for the rest of your life.

It’s okay to travel around the world.”

Having said that, Lucifer also made a decision.

"Well, if I lose, then I will be one of your painters.

That `s a deal."

A Rong smiled and said his promise.

"By the way, what about my painting"

With a good mood, Lucifer finally got into the topic.

Ah Rong's expression suddenly became a little awkward.

"That... Actually, I haven't finished painting yet..."

"Oh! Give it to me during the competition."

After speaking, Lucifer left here directly.

no.450 special guard

The former royal city of France is now renamed Paris. At this moment, the city is about to host a grand art convention.

This conference organized by the Knight King not only invites famous artists from various countries, but also official personnel and well-known critics from various countries.

The conference opened three days later and lasted for five days.

During this period, a total of five types of art competitions will be held, and the champion will be selected.

The winner will be awarded by Lucifer himself.

All the divisions are grouped together and divided into five 55 divisions.

For this reason, this once silent city ushered in its second awakening.

During this time, many people have come here, and they have injected vitality into the city.

And during this time, the security issues here will be ruled by the Knights of the Round Table Ager.

In the gorgeous and elegant hall, Ah Rong was looking at Lucifer with a dumbfounded look at this time.

"I have long thought that your identity is not simple, but...the Knight King is too much.

The previous agreement, can I cancel it now"

Ah Rong is feeling very stressed now.

But no matter who it is, he will probably feel this way when he finds that his ordinary friend suddenly becomes a king.

She kept telling herself that it was not her own problem and she had no pressure.

But the more you say this, the greater the pressure.

"What do you say"

Lucifer looked at Arong with interest and said.

"It seems impossible."

"If you are really scared, then try your best to fly.

The stage is ready, the next step is... when you show yourself."

During the words, Lucifer said a certain way to make her fly away.

As long as the agreement is fulfilled, she can leave.

Originally, Ah Rong thought the same way, but suddenly, she found another blind spot.

Lucifer is the organizer of the competition and can theoretically control the competition.

What if he is a black whistle, then he is not defeated! A Rong is even more nervous thinking about this.

"I try my best."

At this time, Ah Rong could only comfort himself constantly, that the opponent was a knight king, with a knight spirit.

Wouldn't use such despicable tricks or anything.

But in the end, she didn't have confidence herself.

"As far as possible, this is not like the confident A Rong who used to be."

Lucifer looked at her with a smile and said.

Not surprisingly, she should be worried about whether she will deliberately do something outside of the game.

But... "No matter who it is, there will be pressure.