The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

Having finished our little trip to King's Landing, we decided once to return to the forest.

Look, I don't care where I am anymore, but that's not how Faye works, and I have to report it to Faye's father.

... so we go back to the Redgard Forest, where we have an operational meeting.

The meeting room is my house. [M] Drinks are souvenir teas from King's Landing. The tea is served with fairy cookies and Madeleine. Keep bottled candy until you draw it.

We start talking as we see fairies who have migrated from the city greeting the fairies of the forest at the end of the desk.

"Well... maybe it's best for me or my father or my brother to talk to the Brompers. Lyla told me to do it."

Yes. She herself seemed to be aiming to compete in her current state, and she wouldn't want to break. Then I'm sorry, but I guess I'll just have to have a discussion between the nobles.

"Fay, I'm sorry."

"No, it's not Corn's fault. I can't help it. You just said it was a disaster. Yeah, well, I was surprised you didn't pull out the competition."

"Sorry."

Yeah. Well, Faye forgave me, but if he wasn't Faye, he might not have forgiven me.

"Isn't that nice? You're curious, aren't you, Mr. Corgo?

But Mr Crowe said with a bitter smile.

"Ever since I went to the museum, I've had a soft face."

"... yeah"

A girl named Lyla used to say that the paintings in the museum were only on display. In this country, only painters whose nobles and nobles are on patrols are valued.

What I felt at the museum was perhaps a discomfort about it.

More than the painting itself, the fact that the name tag of the painting is worth it... is not convincing to me. Anyway, I don't need a name, and the painting should just be on it... in that sense, whoever drew it might be the same.

That's why I wanted her to sell it like that. Because I wanted to see if the name had anything to do with it.

In the first place, the painting was so beautiful that I couldn't help but take it down. Yeah....

Well, for the time being, let Fei work hard on the negotiation.

"Uh-oh, well, that's right... I'll try my best. Yeah."

... but that's what bothers Fai and the others.

"I'm sorry...."

"No, that's fine. I'm a little worried about the museum's exhibition standards."

But Fay laughed and said that... and then he looked a little dark.

"If Corn hadn't been here, I wouldn't have had any doubts about that museum... I'd be terrified to think he was alive thinking, 'Oh, is this wonderful?'"

I see. Faye is noble, too.

... no, Fay is noble 'and yet' now he's talking to me like this, and he's swinging me around...

"It's the first time I've seen your painting, 'This is the kind of painting I like! And I thought, It's me. I've never been busy looking at pictures. I've become suspicious of the Royal Museum of Art. This isn't a bad thing, is it? Maybe."

Yeah... maybe.

Sometimes people say it's better not to know, but I think I should know as much as I can.

The teacher also said, "People who don't know a lot of things don't know about misfortune, and those who don't know about misfortune are never happy." That's why he said, "Know everything, make your own judgments on it, and walk towards happiness."... knowing is about increasing possibilities, and it is the duty of adults not to deprive their children of those possibilities as much as possible.

... I'm so glad you think of something similar.

"Besides, if you do it flashy in a contest, you don't have to be" calm "... isn't Crowe after you?

"Fufu. Well, I was aiming for something."

Then Fei smiled bitterly and Claire smiled with a smile.

... eh? Was he after you? What the hell is that?

"It's boring to handle secretly. Let's do it thoroughly, anyway. The fourth and fifth corn will not show up."

... Mr Crowe is kind of alive.

"In that sense, it's easy for competitions to come out in a very prominent and irrevocable place. There's no escape for them."

After that, Faye and Claire were discussing something, but I didn't know the details.

However, I'm not... somehow anxious.

I wonder what's gonna happen to her.

And when I murmured like that, Faye and Crowe answered each other properly...

"Well, it depends on the Brompers. If the Brompa family insisted," This painter just came by the name of Tougo Uesora, and we were just fooled, "it might be over just by disposing of her."

"I'm not going to let that happen. As far as I'm concerned, I don't think the Brompa family knows anything."

... I see. Hmm, she's going to be in a bad position. That's right, yeah...

For me, it's kind of lonely for her to stop drawing. [M] I really like the storm forest paintings she painted.

But I'm sure she's using my name, and that's a bad thing... so I guess I'll have to 'dispose of' her.

... yeah.

"... I mean, I usually try not to bother my employer. No matter how many meetings we have with the Brompers, it looks more like we're actively trying to damage the Brompers last night. It's called that attitude. It's like you sent me to the Brompa house."

In the meantime, Faye said such a thing.

"There must be something behind it. And behind that, they're actively coming to show us."

Laocles nodded as well. Apparently, there's something about a girl named Lyla.

"You know, the Bromper house and the bad company?

When I tried saying that, Claire giggled at me.... you don't have to laugh.

"That's right... aside from the bad relationship between Lila and the Brompers, maybe that's the purpose, rather than the back."

Crowe gracefully grabbed the fairy cookies and said so.... I wonder if the purpose is to get along badly. When I thought about it, Mr. Crowe, who swallowed the cookies, gently whispered. [M]

"... that's right. Maybe the goal is to have House Brompa judged by House Redgard, that girl."

Then Mr. Crowe and Faye returned to King's Landing.... uh, it seems like an investigation. I wonder what kind of investigation. Mm-hmm.

And I'm looking in the woods and I'm thinking about drawing a picture for the competition. [M]

"... what do you want?"

"If I were you, I'd draw a horse here. It's full and it's cool!

If I had been blurry, Lian would have said so. Leann has gotten along with the horses since they started taking care of them, and the horses are looking at Leann as if they were their own brothers.... yeah. Horses treat me like my brother. The horse here is a little cheerful.

"Where's Ange?

"Um... Ange, um... where the fairies are baking sweets"

I asked Ange, and that was the answer. Well, maybe that's a good picture. Somehow, it's simple...

But... somehow, there's something I think.

Lyla Razwald, in my name, painted a motif that I might draw in a way that I might not.

In that case, I think I should draw the motif that Lyla Razwald might draw in the name of Lyla Razwald, just like me.

... but I wonder if it's a motif like hers. Mm-hmm.

Then I walked around the woods looking for the "Lyla Razwald Motif."

But it's not going to work. It doesn't take long. I don't know what to do or where to start. Hmm...

"Don't you have to think too deeply? Hey."

"Hmm...."

But we have to hurry. There is a deadline for the competition. The deadline is 20 days away. We have only 20 days left to finish the painting.

That's why I'd like to start drawing by deciding on a motif, composing, and imagining shades and details right now...

"Oniichan, the fairy is tied to a ribbon, but is that okay...?

"Mmm...."

"... ah, you're thinking about it again, right?

"Mmm...."

"Ah, that's enough. Suit yourself, fairies. Corn, I don't even notice. Let's go home and have some reflection."

"Mmm...."

... and then I got a little worried, and somehow I was wrapped around with a ribbon.

There was also a ribbon tied to her hair, and Ange was knitting her hair at some point, and the ribbon was tied there and fluffy. Ange smiled, and Lian looked at me with a ribbon wrapped around and smiled.

Hmm... freedom, fairies and angels...

I started drawing fairies and angels in distractions and bottled candy, but I still feel restless.

As time passes in the meantime, I will draw a picture of the forest so that in the worst case scenario there is nothing to sell.

... I was going to paint a picture of the forest of the storm, but it felt somehow different, and I painted a picture of a normal forest. Yeah, it's the usual one. You can tell by just looking at it that it's a picture of a corn eesola.

... is this all right?

"Hey, Laocles."

"... what is it?"

Speak to Laocles, who was out on salary.

"What do you think the Lyla Razwald motif is?

When I asked, Laocles stopped and started thinking.... and throw me words to organize and guide my thoughts.

"What did you think when you saw Lila?"

I thought it was a storm.

I see. What kind of storm is that? "

"It's cold and intense, like it's all blowing away... maybe a storm with hail mixed with it"

Yeah. The more I think about it, the more like a storm. They wind up the wind, knock on the rain, and bring in hail or knife or something, and pass by. That's the image.

Well, that's fine then.

... Laocles says so lightly, but is that really okay?

There must be something. The elements that make up her. What she likes. Is there any such thing?

I try desperately, but I can't think of anything. Remembering yesterday, I dig up the impression of Lyla Razwald, but no matter how many times I repeat it in my head, I only get the impression that she almost always seemed like a storm.

... but I noticed it there.

"... when I think about it, I hardly know her."

I guess so.

Yeah, that's right. I spoke to Lyla only once yesterday. [M] Well, there's no way I know her.

The food she likes, the place where she lives, her family... I don't know why she's painting, why she used my name. Yeah, I don't get it.

"Thank you. I noticed."

"I didn't do anything in particular."

After all, talking to Laocles is the best way to put things together. Yeah. Like the teacher said, "The Duck Toy Talks," "The Duck Toy Talks to the World's Best Gypsum Statue."

"After all, I need to know more about her. I'll use her name."

"... I don't suppose that's what they think."

"Well, it's okay if she doesn't know about me when she uses my name, but I don't feel like I can paint without knowing about her."

Somehow you don't like it, or you don't like it. That's why I need some painting tips from Lyla Razwald.

Well then, I'm going to King's Landing.

Therefore, I will quickly go to King's Landing....

"... hey, wait"

Laocles stopped me from going to King's Landing.

"Now Faye and Crowe are moving in King's Landing. Think about it when they get back."

... yeah. Okay. Well, let's wait a little longer.

... but I'm just waiting for you to calm down a bit. I don't feel like doing anything at all.

Um, I'm going to contact the forest animals.

That's why I decided to do what I could.

"... what?

"I'm going to call you and tell you that there's a storm coming. So, from today's lunch, it's a storm...."

"... hey. Wait, what's going on?"

Laocles grabbed my collar as soon as I tried to get to the animals.

"A storm? A storm?

"Yeah, I was thinking of asking the dragon to turn it into a little storm. If you look at it and draw it, I think it's good."

Maybe a dragon can do it. Because it can rain, I think it can cause a storm. It's just local. It doesn't have to be very large. I just want to see what the storm looks like with my eyes...

... Laocles said, sighing deeply.

I'm gonna put a plate on the window of the house, so wait till then.

I knew Laocles was the best!