Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 101 Sacred Art

"elder brother…"

Gus, who was sleeping soundly, felt someone push his shoulder, and he made a faint humming sound.

"Ye Zi hasn't come back yet? Why don't you go out and look for it."

"what time is it now?"

Gus opened his eyes, using the light of the bright moon in front of the bed, he could faintly see the outline of the little fish.

"The watchman who passed by just now knocked three times."

This means that between twenty-three o'clock and one o'clock, one more knock every two hours on average.

"It's so late!" Gus muttered.

In the past, no matter how much Ye Zi loved to go out and play, he would always go home every night. The bottom line set by his parents was that he could not stay out overnight.

What's going on now?

Gus held his forehead irritably and sat up from the bed. Although I don't think something will happen to the clever Ye Zi, I can't say for sure, after all, she is a female. I'm afraid it will be very troublesome if you encounter unreasonable hooligans and the like.

Usually Ye Zi follows the sisters. Because his father still has his own reputation, the casual people nearby don't dare to offend him. However, it is impossible for the two of them to succeed every time.

In short, first go to someone you know and ask.

Gus got up and changed his clothes in the dark, put his sword on his back, and pushed open the door. The night wind was cold and under the bright night sky, he quickly came to the nearest house and knocked gently on the door.

After waiting for a moment, someone said: "Who is it?"

"I'm Ye Zi's brother, Gus! She didn't come home tonight, and I wanted to ask you if you know where she is."

"Ye Zi, you haven't been with us recently."

"Yeah…"

Gus didn't bother and continued to ask the second family, and got similar answers.

He stood blankly in the night, clenching the fist at his side unconsciously.

Splendid Years Club.

Even into the early hours of the morning, it was still noisy and popular.

Today's sideshow was very interesting. The organizer actually invited well-known painters from the capital to compete on the spot. Of course, as an entertainment place for adults, it is naturally impossible to paint honestly. The so-called canvas for painting is actually on human skin.

"Please don't judge great art with secular eyes!"

The steward of the Belland family made a lot of nonsense on the stage, and the girls on the sales stage were all pure! The sanctity of art will not be tarnished by an unclean body.

This speech immediately received warm applause from the audience, and both the guests and the painter were satisfied.

Time was running out, and the painters began to take the stage to prepare for painting.

The girls lined up in a row, wearing half-feather masks on their faces, waiting quietly for selection. The looming face attracts more curiosity and desire to explore.

Guogui's expression was numb. Compared to the newcomers around her, this was not her first time participating. At the moment, I just want to pay off the loan shark as soon as possible and be completely relieved.

Due to his flatter figure, which makes him more suitable for painting, Preserved Fruit quickly gained the favor of a middle-aged painter.

"Your Excellency Davidic, which canvas do you choose?" The thin nobleman in a black tuxedo asked the bald elderly painter with a big white beard.

"Of course this one."

A thin, shivering girl who couldn't hide her shyness. Even though I have tried my best to summon up the courage, I still cannot calmly face the various connotations and scrutiny around me.

Ye Zi couldn't imagine that a job worth two gold coins a night would be like this. The sister who introduced the job at the beginning swore that she would not sit on the stage or anything like that. Only girls with pure bodies and beautiful faces would be qualified to work.

She originally thought she would accompany big shots to balls, become companions, maids, etc...

Who would have expected that it would become a canvas!
"Yes! It's really not for sale, it's for art." The girl kept hinting to herself in her heart to reduce her shame. Two gold dragons are too many...

Enough to make my father wake up early and work hard for a year, enough to make people give up their self-esteem easily...

In order to leave her original family and embark on an independent path, she must have a fund. I have thought about finding a job, but given the current social environment, it is too difficult for women to find a job.

However, every time I hear that a noble is looking for a maid, a group of people immediately break their heads...

A scene where hundreds or even thousands of people compete for one position!
Ye Zi firmly does not want to sign a ten-year contract of prostitution and dedicate his youth to the hateful and corrupt nobles.

Just want to find an ordinary job.

However, no experience, no skills, no diploma…

The only category that can be chosen is the lowest level of society.

Either she becomes a garbage collector with a meager salary and has to deal with the stench every day, or she uses connections to get into Huanyifang, which is the best outcome imaginable. She still has to wait in line, and only when her predecessors quit can she get her turn.

Or leave home and become a member of a sweatshop.

Of course, the choice of most people of the same age is to find a good man to rely on. From now on, I will stay at home and have children.

Ye Zi is confident that she can find a better man than her sister. After all, you have a wide range of friends to make and have more choices than a little fish who stays at home all the time.

However, he was not willing to give in after all. She has been destined to be a housewife all her life, living a life with an end in sight.

She fantasizes about dancing in the magnificent world. They are no longer historical dust worth mentioning, but names recorded in books.

No matter what it takes, no matter what.

"Just her!" The bearded painter took Ye Zi's hand and came to the seat. He picked up the drawing board and began to mix the paint, warning in a stern tone: "Don't move."

The Wild painter Denier's eyes are intense and focused, and the brush in his hand dances wildly.

Ye Zi gritted his teeth and endured the coldness of the pen tip, constantly scratching the sensitive areas.

The organizers have made it clear that they must not interfere with the artist's creation, otherwise he will not be able to get paid.

She has sacrificed her dignity, how can she not get something in return?

Two gold dragons? The girl lamented the generosity and stupidity of the nobles in her heart, and then she felt sad for her loss of dignity.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

Some people work hard from dawn to dusk and struggle on the line of survival, while others have nothing to do but have peaceful years.

Even death is no longer fair.

The wild painter's messy brushes constantly stirred the girl's thoughts.

Gradually, her emotions could no longer be suppressed, tears kept coming to her eyes, and her heart was filled with annoyance and regret. But things have come to this, and we can only move forward.

In the silent night sky, the bright stars are like gems dotted in the sky.

The leaping figure of the man in black windbreaker slowly landed at the foot of the mountain. The dark blue flames burning on his body dissipated, and he casually put on the black top hat.

"I want to see Master Lesser. I have something to report."

"Osco, wait a moment..." The wizard whose face was hidden under his hood walked out of the shadows: "Are you sure no one is following you?"

"I'm sure!" The man in black trench coat sounded quite confident. In order to prevent tracking, he deliberately spared the road and waited on the road for a few minutes.

"Damn it, you have a spiritual mark on you!"

The wizard's voice was horrified: "What on earth did you provoke?"

(End of this chapter)