They all call me an Outer God.

In a sense, Riya is indeed not afraid of beheading, because cutting off his head is no different from cutting off a tentacle of little Swale. Unknowingly, he has become like this, and Riya feels a little sad. .

If he fails to draw a suitable painting, he will be beheaded, and today is the day when Hadek goes to paint the king's portrait again.

To be honest, Riya admired the king very much. In a sense, he was also a very persistent person. He chose Hadek to paint his portrait despite so many artists, and Hadek also had his own personality. Artistic character, one who would rather break than surrender.

Even though he was imprisoned in a dungeon by the king as punishment, he persisted in creating realistic paintings.

Riya admired Haddock's character.

"Let's go Hardek, the king is calling you again, you really can't stick to your individualism this time.

"why?"

"When asked why, he said that once you really can't create a work that satisfies him, he will not only chop off your head, but also chop off the heads of everyone you know, including your pet grasshopper at home. I’ll let it go.”

【I would rather die than surrender! 】

Hadek was still gnashing his teeth in the sea of ​​consciousness, and other consciousnesses praised him for his backbone, even though this kind of backbone would make his whole family greet him for the rest of his life.

"I killed everyone I knew...just because I couldn't draw a painting that satisfied the king. What did that king look like?"

Do you have any previous works for me to appreciate? "

【Some, some! In my studio, I like to be in my studio, usually that’s where I paint]

"So just go to your studio next, right?"

After Riya finished communicating with the consciousness in her mind, she said directly to the woman in front of her: "I know, I will draw a work that satisfies His Majesty."

[Wait, I don’t paint, you can’t do this, now we are one, you have to show the character of an artist]

Riya smiled: "I don't have any character, and who said you were the one to create it? The only thing we can do if you do it is to be beheaded."

[So what you mean is...]

"I'll handle it."

For a moment, Hardek's heart froze, and he couldn't help but ask about the consciousness of those Hephesgets.

[So what about this... artistic talent that I am attached to? 】

[No artistic talent at all]

[But Riya’s talent in playing the flute is much better than ours. We will always support those who love the flute as an instrument]

Hadek's heart was completely cold. Now his heart was colder than the scales of a deep diver. Now all he could think about was that his artistic spirit was going to disappear, and he completely ignored the lives of his relatives and friends.

On the other hand, Mafa was extremely happy. When she saw that Hadek was finally willing to paint His Majesty's portrait again, she quickly pulled Liya and left the dungeon. She was almost moved to tears.

"Your Majesty, we have finally waited for the day when you are willing to take action. Do you know that you are so popular that you know most of the Yi people. If that person really wants to kill him, our tribe will have to move again."

"Don't worry, I've already thought about it. The character of an artist is worthless. Your lives are the most important. In front of me, you are standing here alive. I can't imagine the end of you dying because of such a boring thing. , so just leave the rest to me, Mafa."

"Why are you so good at talking all of a sudden?"

Mafa's face turned red, and her perception of Hadek had changed a lot, especially since he now had such a face that was very pleasing to both humans and extraordinary creatures. She felt that Hadek had really changed his gender.

Riya couldn't help gossiping to Hadek: "I think she likes you, otherwise she wouldn't risk beheading her to come to the dungeon to persuade you. If I were one of your tribe, I would definitely reject the king when you want to When I'm here, I'll corner you and punch you twice."

[But, but I already have a favorite creature]

"……biology?"

"You can see her in my studio later. She is so beautiful. Now that I think of her, I feel that my persistence was right."

Riya was speechless. He was curious about what kind of creature could fascinate Hadek so much. So after he followed Mafa to Hadek's studio, Mafa didn't dare to open the door. He deliberately hid far away, as if waiting for Riya to open the door on his own.

As soon as Riya opened the door, she saw a dark thing rushing toward her. Swale subconsciously wanted to take action. Riya suppressed its emotions, and then looked at the huge thing flying in front of her. The distance between them is less than half a meter.

The creature had no intention of attacking Ria, but after sniffing for a moment with its nose-like organ, it whimpered and retreated, its body gradually disappearing into the wall.

Only now did Riya see the whole picture of the studio. Everything here was square, whether it was the room, the drawing board, the watercolor pens, the stools, or even the chandelier.

The appearance here reminds Riya of some games where houses are built using cubes. This studio is a product built with cubes.

"The door is also square and the edges are very sharp. If you knock on it, you will probably bleed."

"Hardeck's paintings do have their own style. They are so realistic that I thought someone took the photo. There is a painting covered with cloth on the wall in front. Do you want to take a look?"

Thinking like this, Riya stepped forward to take off the piece of cloth, but Mafa quickly stopped him: "No! Your Majesty forbids anyone to look at this thing, not even you!"

Even so, Ria still caught a glimpse of an uncomfortable sight in the corner of the fabric that had just been lifted.

It seems to be internal organs...

Is this the portrait Hadek painted of the king? Why do guts appear.

And what was that dark creature just now, the lover Haddock mentioned? But he also said that his lover had run away with his brother. Maybe the two were not the same person at all.

In other words, Hadek has his own wife, lover, and person who has a crush on him. He is also the most artistically talented artist among the Yi people. Even though the king threatened him with the lives of half the Yi people, he was indifferent.

To sum up, Hardaker lives a top life that many people cannot imagine and does not deserve sympathy.

【My lover is beautiful, right? 】

"Forgive me for being clumsy, can you tell me what race she is?"

[You may have heard the name Tindalos Hound. Yes, I fell in love with a Tindalos Hound. I vowed to collect everyone’s blessings. At present, my wife does not understand my move at all, so with The child left me forever]

【Will you bless us? 】

"will not."

Ria continued to look at the other paintings, unmoved by Hadek's prayers for blessing. Perhaps artists have more or less problems with their brains. People with higher artistic talents have more serious mental problems.

After being rejected by Riya, he still spoke righteously.

[I will definitely collect everyone’s blessings and have a grand wedding with her]

The Hephistigans called him a "dog knight," and the Hadeks were quite happy.

"In this way, you can then find a hound of Tindalos to possess you, and your wedding will be justifiable."

While Riya was observing the paintings, Marfa had already left here to inform the messenger sent by the king to discuss the fact that Hadek was finally willing to paint his portrait.

During this period, Riya had to stay in the studio to prepare drawing tools, such as clean paints, handy brushes and clean canvases.

"Currently, Shamir and Qisha are gone. I need to find them. There are still many unknown dangers hidden in this, but I still can't see what it has to do with the crisis on the coast..."

He sat in front of the canvas with an upright posture, and his posture when picking up the brush was extremely elegant. Even if there was a completely blank canvas in front of him and he had nothing to draw, there would still be countless people willing to appreciate this scene.

Because some people just stay there motionless and are born like an oil painting.

Ria closed his eyes and thought carefully about the impression of the picture in his mind. The next second he opened his eyes, as if countless inspirations suddenly emerged. The brush seemed to have become a part of his body. His expression was serious, and his face was covered with paint. The brush moves across the white paper like a dragon, wantonly and flamboyantly.

"Shh-"

Ria made the last stroke, as if opening some mechanism, and all consciousness applauded him.

【Gifted! 】

【A match made in heaven! 】

【Every day, upwards! 】

【What is this! ! ! 】

Hadek couldn't help but let out a scream. He originally thought that Riya was a hidden master based on her posture, but when he saw the works painted by Riya, he realized that this was not the case at all. That thing.

[I would like to ask, are you an abstract person? 】

"No, I'm a realist."

[What is the truth written about? 】

"That's a good question."

Riya called out little Swale and pointed at the messy things on the canvas: "Come on, change one."

"Gu." Little Swale glanced at the canvas, and quickly transformed into a pool of tentacles twisting into the appearance in the painting. In a sense, they are exactly the same, and it is not wrong to say that they are realism.

Haddock had no expectations for Leah at all.

[My artistic character, now not only my artistic character, but also my character will disappear. 】

"It's not that exaggerated."

Ria took off the canvas and threw it to the ground. Suddenly, tentacles stretched out. She held the painting seriously and looked at it for a long time. Then she rolled it up with extreme care as if it were some rare treasure and dragged it in. In the shadows.

Not long after, Mafa returned here again, and then told Liya that the king had invited him, and he must now go to the palace to paint his majesty's portrait.

"He was surprised to know that you finally figured it out. Listen to me, you must not paint His Majesty in that disgusting look this time. You need to paint it according to the most beautiful image of the king in your mind."

"Ok."

Riya nodded and followed Marfa out of the room. Outside the door, there were two guards who were wearing armor and covering their bodies tightly. They were responsible for taking away his painting tools. Riya only needed to ride in the carriage once.

Haddock's studio is located in a rather remote town, far away from the palace.

After Riya went out and followed Marfa for a certain distance, she discovered that a royal carriage with a style similar to that of the Middle Ages had parked outside the ancient gate of the town.

This carriage is so luxurious that it is incompatible with the rustic environment around it, and it has a strange and mysterious atmosphere that arouses people's imagination.

The whole body of the carriage is painted in deep black, and the golden decorations sparkle in the sunlight that is half covered by clouds. It is in sharp contrast with the surrounding gray stone walls. The wheels are huge, and the wooden body is full of traces of time. The four corners of the carriage are exquisitely golden. The pattern shows the dignity and arrogance of the royal family in every detail.

A gust of wind blew by, and the golden decorations on the carriage made a slight jingling sound. The sound echoed in the silent air, making people feel a little panic, as if something terrifying would jump out of the carriage in the next second and drag people into the carriage. middle.

The surrounding scenery became extraordinary because of the existence of this carriage. The originally ordinary small town streets and the flowers and plants on the roadside seemed to be affected by the carriage. They swayed gently in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance. Then, Blood-red juice oozed out visibly to the naked eye, and pure white tissue resembling fangs grew.

Two shiny black tall horses were tied to the front of the carriage, and a brightly dressed coachman was sitting in front of the carriage, holding a riding crop. When he saw Riya, he took off his hat to signal to him.

"Hadek, I'm glad you finally thought about it. If you don't think about it anymore, I might have to eat you - hahahaha, I'm kidding. If I eat you, His Majesty will definitely take the first step. Take care of me."

Riya stared calmly below the coachman's waist. He discovered that the man had no legs, and his lower body was connected to the metal parts of the carriage.

Hardek couldn't help but remind Riya.

[This is an extraordinary creature. The so-called person is actually the tongue it uses to confuse its prey, so it looks so bright.]

[Generally, it will be stared at by prey when it is walking freely outside. At this time, the carriage will directly involve the prey and smash it into pieces]

[But now you can rest assured that he will not do such a thing to the king's distinguished guest. After all, I know him and his life is still in my hands]

"You seem very proud." Riya couldn't help but said, and then he approached the carriage and opened the door to take a closer look.

The interior was also decorated extremely luxuriously, and it didn't look like it was going to kill people at all. The carriage was even equipped with a table with exquisite food placed on it.

On the mahogany table, the tea is rolling out with fragrant steam.

Ria stepped into the carriage and took her seat smoothly, and the carriage door closed automatically. Marfa could not sit in the same carriage with him. She could not even follow Hadek to the palace. She could only stay in the town and wait anxiously for the whole town. destiny.

In fact, Riya could not force poor Hadek to provide the king with the works he wanted, because Hardek's consciousness could not control Riya at all, even if Riya gave her body to him.

(End of this chapter)