Princess' personal painter

Therefore, the top priority now should be to find herself - relying on what she is best at, perhaps the only thing she can surpass the original princess of the empire.

That is "painting".

The rain outside the pavilion was still pattering, and Irene slightly raised her eyelids, staring at Yaniweier who was sitting by the pavilion.Against the backdrop of the gothic-style black collar, her skin became fairer. The slightly tight pure white top outlined a petite but alluring figure. Two white couple-like arms stretched out from the half-sleeved silk fabric out.And on the lower edge of the cumbersome blue-black lace skirt, the skin on the thighs that cannot be covered by black stockings forms an absolute field, and is tightly closed together.

Yaniweier's outfit at this time was chosen by Erin herself before.

For the first time since signing the contract, Irene has a girl who can be "at will" for her. Naturally, she can't hold back the curiosity in her heart. Referring to the style of Unika's maid outfit, she gives Yaniwei Er custom-made a more Gothic-style duplex dress.

Although Yaniweier's appearance is only 14 years old, her mature and slightly indifferent temperament is enough to fit this pure and charming outfit.

The rain behind reflects the gray sky, which seems to highlight the vampire girl's taste of waiting in loneliness.Irene couldn't help admiring this picture for a while, before she noticed that she seemed a little cramped, and reminded her aloud, "Wei'er, can you relax?"

This actually made Yaniweier stunned for a moment: "Did I show nervousness?"

"It's not very obvious." Irene thought for a while, and then said, "The legs don't need to be so tight together, and the hands don't need to be placed on the thighs. In short, it's best to sit in a more casual posture."

Yaniweier asked in confusion: "For portraits, shouldn't you be sitting upright?"

"This is not a portrait to be hung." It was rare for Yaniweier to be so rigid, and Irene couldn't help laughing softly, "I just want to draw you, and I have no other intention..."

"Well, after all, it's... my first time."

Yaniweier blushed a little, and according to what Erin said, she relaxed her sitting posture, put her hands on the benches on both sides, and leaned her body forward a little--in this way, the situation just now The lonely breath faded a lot, and the whole person became more lively.

"It's started." With a reminder, Erin clenched the paintbrush in her hand.

She copied the girl's appearance, the rustling sound of painting mixed with the misty rain, and soon Erin entered a long-lost state.

Excluding the interference of all things, my own world seems to disappear at this moment, replaced by the world of the vampire girl in the gothic dress sitting in the rain curtain in my vision.And there is only one thing she has to do, which is to reproduce this artistic picture on paper.

Concentrate and hold your breath, your heart becomes empty and bright.

Even now, painting is still the thing Irene is most confident in. This has led to the fact that even when she uses magic, she releases it in the form of painting.But on the other hand, for her, if she loses the outstanding talent of "painting", she will become nothing.

Most importantly, she will not be able to meet Sisyana.

Thinking of this, Erin couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile.

Yes, all of this is what I have won "by myself".

Slightly distracted, but quickly put aside distracting thoughts and worries, and completely immersed in the world of painting.At first, Irene could still feel the soreness of her arms and the fatigue of her fingers, but this sense of physical weakness was immediately submerged in the extended ocean of consciousness, and she even felt a gleam of light emerge from her fingertips.

The feeling of driving magic is somewhat similar to that of ordinary days, but she clearly does not feel the existence of "power".

After a while, this fresh painting has been completed under the pen.When Eileen raised her head and stared at Yaniweier, she saw the soft hair fluttering gently on her face, and there was a slight sense of yearning and attachment in that calm expression——this Such a beautiful scene made her stay for a long time.

But in the next moment, the backlash of mental power suddenly hit.Accompanied by the pain that her internal organs were about to be torn apart, Irene spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and fell weakly to the ground.

"Eileen!"

Yaniweier, who reacted, supported Irene before she fell to the ground.

Seeing the girl's painful appearance, Yaniweier felt that her heart was also terribly uncomfortable, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Resisting the pain in her body, Irene raised her head and glanced at the blood-stained painting, and smiled reluctantly: "It's a pity that I haven't had time to show you the painting I just painted... don't worry about me, I think I've found the right path..."

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Chapter 63 Her Royal Highness's Shake

At the same time, a small town in central Silesia.

Sisyana had just finished the battle meeting with everyone, and was taking a nap on the table, when she suddenly felt her mind twitch suddenly, and an unspeakable tingling feeling embedded in her consciousness.

Frightened, she stood up abruptly, looked around the empty conference room for a while, then walked to the balcony in a daze, staring at the scene in her field of vision.

Located in the hinterland of Silesia, it is only more than a day's journey from Floz, but judging from the neat and low houses and the townspeople walking slowly on the street, there is still a sense of isolation here, as if the distance War is still far away.

Since the "Eastern Incident" led to the disintegration of the Kingdom of Bohemia a hundred years ago, this strictly neutral country has been at peace, and may not yet feel the impact of the war.However, if the war really caused the chaos, the scene of countless people fleeing when the city of Alice was destroyed two months ago might reappear, right?

Before this, she never thought that she would be the initiator of the war, and Sisyana's mood became uncomfortable again. At this moment, an unexpected voice came from nearby: "His Royal Highness, this Are you thinking about sister Arisa Mina?"

Sisyana followed the prestige and couldn't help smiling when she saw the person coming.

A girl in a pure white nun's dress, Sanfonne Mulder is sitting on the railing in an unseemly posture, her two lovely bare feet are dangling in the air, and the gap between the gown even reveals white Huahua's thighs look quite eye-catching.

Even though she is a nun, she possesses unbelievable power in battle.

Therefore, it seems that for the convenience of movement, the hem slit of the nun's clothes was cut to a very high position.But in this way, the erotic atmosphere came out of her.

"Sister Sanfonne, aren't you with Qi Ye?" Sisyana asked curiously.

Sanfone tilted her head and replied: "She went to meditate and practice after the meeting, and wanted to recover her strength as much as possible before the battle. I was a little bored by myself, and I just ran over when I saw Her Royal Highness distracted below. It shouldn't bother you, right?"

Sisyana shook her head, and asked softly, "It's okay, I happen to have something to talk to Sister Sanfonne, is that okay?"

"Could it be about sister Arisa Mina? Well, even if the opponent is the commander of the coalition forces and the noble princess, no matter what you say, I won't give up!" Sanfoni's cheeks showed subtle She blushed, "Although she doesn't remember it all, but...it was obviously me first!"

Because of Irene's sudden illness at the time, whether it was Sanfoni's attack on Irene at the beginning, or Eunika's intervention and doing more excessive things later, obviously there was no way to hide it and it was made public among the public. For this reason, Sisiyana was sulked for a long time.

However, as Irene's condition worsened, whether it was Sanfonne or Unika, everyone's understanding... Thinking of the situation where Irene provoked so many girls, Sisyana frowned. lips, glared at Sanfonne slightly annoyed, then shook her head and said, "It's not about Irene, I have some other questions, and I want to refer to your opinion."

"What's the matter?" Sanfone was obviously taken aback for a moment, and said timidly, "If it's about politics or military affairs, I don't understand at all..."

"It's not a particularly profound thing..."

Sisyana thought for a while, then took a step forward, leaped lightly with an elegant posture, and sat on the railing like Sanfonne.But different from Sanfonne, Sisyana was facing the outside of the balcony, and this action allowed her to bathe in the warm autumn sun.

At the end of the field of vision, at the northern crossing of the town, more than 8000 coalition troops have set up camp in an orderly manner.

The fluttering flag of the Aldrich family made Sisyana feel unreal, and she asked softly, "It's... something private, can you talk to me?"

This act of intimacy made Sanfone's expression become cramped instead.

On the surface, Sanfoni, who looks carefree and familiar with everyone, never thought that this high princess would take the initiative to get close to her.At this moment, the distance was so close that she could even smell the fragrance of this perfect His Highness. For some reason, even her heartbeat became a little faster. She grabbed the railing beside her and even forgot to respond.

"Huh? Sister Sanfonne... can't you?"

The gentle voice penetrated into her heart, and Sanfoni came back to her senses: "Yes, yes."

There was obvious panic in her tone, she lowered her head, trying to overcome a certain inferiority complex deep in her heart, but the more she deliberately suppressed her, the more flustered she felt.

Sisyana naturally noticed Sanfoni's strange behavior, but she didn't think too much about it, but said to herself: "In just three months, even if I just helped the king defeat the orcs, I never I never thought that I would step onto the battlefield as a commander, let alone in a foreign country... And earlier, I fantasized that I could escape the responsibility of the Theresia family..."

"Yeah." Sanfoni responded in a low voice.

Sisyana raised her head, looked at the blue sky in the north, and murmured: "Even now, even Irene and Unika have been affirming me, and everyone thinks that I am a high-ranking princess. I still can't figure out my role...I really want to know, what do people think of me besides them?"

As if thinking about this question for a long time, Sanfone said anxiously: "Before meeting His Highness, Qi Yechan always thought you would be her strong enemy..."

"why?"

Sanfonne raised her head uneasily, looked at Sisyana's side face and said, "Qiyechan identified Sister Arisa Mina as the hope of revival of the sect, but Your Highness is her savior, Qiyechan I feel like I can't snatch her away from you..."

Unexpectedly, Sisyana smiled lightly: "Although we haven't known each other for long, but with Miss Qiye's personality, this simple and straightforward idea is indeed very appropriate. What do you think?"

San Phoni replied cautiously: "When the deeds of His Highness spread here, many people compared you with Princess Fina, and some artists created operas based on your deeds. Froz has acted for a while. I think, in everyone's opinion, His Highness should be the kind of role that is bound to create a legend and is unattainable for ordinary people, right?"

Sisyana showed a look of great interest: "Opera? It's the first time I've heard of it. I must listen to it once I have the chance!"

Sanfonne asked what she wanted to ask: "Will Her Royal Highness, who is admired by so many people and can lead this coalition army as an outsider, have doubts about herself?"

Sisyana nodded, and sighed softly: "It's like this, maybe I will never be able to truly recognize myself, my 'essence' is like this. I am indecisive, always wanting to find the best way from the countless roads in the future. The excellent one, I keep wasting time on repetition... And, compared to Eileen, I am actually a very selfish person, I can't give for others unreservedly like her. Everyone has seen the brilliance The appearance is just an illusion..."

After a pause, Sisyana showed a melancholy expression: "Everyone trusts me so much, but... for the next battle, I actually have no confidence at all..."

She closed her eyes, and showed the most vulnerable part of her heart to Sanfonne, her slight voice was like whimpering in the wind: "I'm sorry... I'm shaken..."

Chapter 64 Stunning Views by the Lake

The coalition camp, a tent in a remote location.

Qiye Messiah was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed.

With black hair and black eyes, and a pleasant melon-shaped face, she has the characteristics of a Far Easterner in appearance. When Qiye's adoptive father picked her up in the eastern country, she was still a baby and was abandoned in a village ravaged by war.The adoptive father sensed the spirituality in her, so he brought her back to Froz's church.

Since she was originally from the East, the name she gave was also a combination of East and West. "The night of the seventh day when the gods created the world" means the hope of tomorrow, and the word "Messiah" means "Messiah". A person who enjoys the blessings of the gods", such a name clearly entrusts the expectations of the adoptive father.

And she lived up to this expectation, showing excellent talent at a very young age.

Under the guidance of her adoptive father, Qi Ye awakened the aptitude for divine power when she was only six years old, and grew by leaps and bounds in the following years. A person of God's favor who casts prophecy.

At the age of 15, after several trials, she broke the rules within the church and was elected as the first saint of the "old church" in 300 years. Time has expanded the power of the Church in many covert operations.

However, in such a beautiful time, she encountered an unspeakable bottleneck.

As the signs of femininity became more and more obvious, she was sought after by more people for her already outstanding appearance. With the launch of her adoptive father's revival plan, the underground missionary activities carried out went so smoothly that it was unbelievable that she only needed to be there When you show up in front of everyone, you can feel the fanaticism of the "believers".

Everyone believed that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden was God's darling, but she could clearly sense that the eyes of those believers looking at her also contained some indescribable things that frightened her.

And the root of everything is her "beauty".

Ashamed, angry and unwilling, she was confused about her mission and future for the first time.It was for this reason that she put on the black robe that tightly covered her figure, and applied for a retreat—but she knew very well in her heart that this was actually an act of evasion.

In this way, she, who has been avoiding many things since then, has unknowingly arrived at the inescapable present.It was almost certain that Archbishop Enoch was the enemy who assassinated her adoptive father, and it was finally time for her to confront the enemy head-on again, and this time, she had many partners who stood in the same camp as her.

It has nothing to do with belief, it's just to recover what has been lost.

But because of this, the confusion deep in her heart became deeper.

The meaning of the faith she believed in since she was a child, the meaning of her own "saint" status, and the meaning of defeating Archbishop Enoch with her companions... These intricate thoughts are intertwined, making her always restless among.

With a long sigh, she reached out and rubbed her sore thighs.

Thinking that staying in the tent would not be able to calm down, Qi Ye got up and put on the usual black robe, picked up the staff on the shelf, and planned to go outside to get some air.When she opened the tent, she saw a sparse starlight, and she realized that it was already night.

In the quiet military camp, there was clearly a solemn atmosphere brewing.

Feeling the coolness in the night wind, Qi Ye stretched his hands around the back of his head, gathered the flowing black hair, pulled up the hood of the black robe, and walked quietly through the camp.When the guard soldiers recognized her identity when they walked out of the camp gate, they were obviously taken aback and hurriedly saluted her.

After a simple nod of greeting, Qi Ye was full of thoughts but aimlessly walked to the edge of the small lake next to the military camp.At this time, the sparkling lake water reflecting the starlight is flowing in a demure manner.Looking at her ethereal shadow in the lake, she also had the illusion of being soaked in clear water, exhaled lightly, and walked on the long artificial embankment with a slightly relaxed mood.

After walking for a short distance, Qi Ye noticed that there seemed to be a faint light emitting from the quiet swamp on the edge of the lake in front of him.Suddenly a breeze blew by, those sporadic and fine shimmers fell from the water plants, but they seemed to be inspired by something and became brighter. These flowing shimmers and the stars in the night sky complemented each other , forming an incredible dream scene.

Qi Ye raised his vigilance, clenched the magic staff in his arms, stepped across the fluorescent ground, and walked towards the center of the swamp.Soon she met the person who created this scene—the third princess from Ruolin, Sisyana Teresia, who was also the commander of the coalition forces.

Wearing the iconic long skirt, just standing there motionless, this alluring figure and peerless face with slightly closed eyes, since she is also a woman, Qi Ye couldn't help admiring it.

Among the swaying green grass, the shimmering light representing magic escaped from Sisyana's body, and was absorbed and fused by her outstretched palm. During this process, she seemed to be in harmony with this world. Blended together, it has also become the core of this beautiful scenery.

After staring at her distractedly for a while, Qi Ye realized his impoliteness.