Princess' personal painter

Looking into the distance, the shepherd is driving the flock of sheep leisurely forward in the field, and the pale yellow mountains outline a hazy silhouette on the horizon.

What about the rest of the world...?

The so-called "miracle" in the magical world, I really want to see it.

With the changing scenes, the state of mind has gradually broadened a lot.This was the first time Erin had the pure idea of ​​wanting to look elsewhere.

The two walked through a forest, around a fast-moving river, and as they approached the village, passed a small field of golden wheat.Finally arrived at the destination, Erin's feet were a little sore from walking.

Turning her head to look at the priest, Irene, who was about to complain, was taken aback by the solemn expression on the priest's face.

There was a villager who was waiting at the entrance of the village. When he saw the priest coming, he hurried over to greet him, but he did not even look at Irene, expressing something to the priest eagerly.

Can't help being taken aback, feeling that she was being left out, Irene followed behind the two of them a little annoyed.

Walking into the village, Erin found that the village was even more dilapidated than imagined.On both sides of the muddy and uneven path, dry firewood and sundries were piled up everywhere, and the thin thatched hut looked crumbling. During this time, the stench came from the side of the road, so Erin had to cover her nose with her hands.

Noticing that the priest was still walking ahead silently, Irene bit her lip slightly.

Following the welcoming youth, he passed through the village and walked to the small mound on the other side of the village.

The mound was densely packed with people. Looking at the formation, it seemed that the whole village had gathered in one place.

The arrival of the priest caused a little commotion on the mound, but the crowd soon returned to silence.When Irene saw the wooden coffin next to a stone tablet and the sad breath spreading on the faces of the villagers, she finally knew why the priest came here.

Greeting the gazes of the villagers, the priest walked to the front of the coffin with a solemn face, crossed himself on his chest, and began to preside over the funeral.

Standing aside, Irene, as an "outsider", watched the scene quietly - in the smooth and powerful voice of the priest, all the villagers, regardless of men, women, old and young, were extremely devout. expressions, bowing their heads unanimously, mourning the unfortunate death of the deceased.

"...According to God's decree, everyone is mortal. But his life was bright and upright, and his actions were worthy of his duties. He will definitely be recognized by God. After death, his soul will return to heaven and enjoy the grace forever."

After the last eulogy, everyone mourned silently for a while, and then began to dig the soil for burial.

The entire funeral ceremony ended in less than half an hour, and then the crowd dispersed one by one, leaving only a few relatives waiting in front of the stele, sobbing softly.

The priest took Irene to a place a little farther away, and said, "Since the split of the Holy Empire, the kingdoms have been conquered endlessly, the wars have never ended, and the taxes imposed on the people have never been reduced... the world is desperate Most people live a difficult life, but I have dedicated my life to spreading the light and glory of God, only to find that everything is so insignificant.”

Irene, who had calmed down because of the funeral just now, listened carefully to the priest's instruction, even though she couldn't fully understand what was said.

Turning his gaze to the north, he saw endless plains stretching across the land. The priest continued: "The Anruel kingdom in the north has been inspiring for generations and seeking changes. The whole country exudes an atmosphere that is different from other countries, which is commendable Looking at it now, when I gave up my aristocratic status, devoted myself to God, and devoted myself to spreading the Gospel, it is not clear whether this was right or wrong.”

The priest turned around and faced the south. The mountains in his vision made the priest look nostalgic.He sighed with emotion, and said: "To the south is Ruolin Kingdom, the birthplace of Miss Sisyana you hope to see... The kingdom respects tradition and is second to none in art, but it is too conservative. Fortunately, the territory is rich in products and the common people Life is rich and healthy, armaments are well-equipped, and there is still the strength to fight against Anluer..."

Sensing Irene's puzzled eyes, the priest paused his words. After a moment of hesitation, he turned to the east, looked at the blurred plateau with a complicated expression, and said slowly: "Bishop of Sislin Parish... Bishop Vikoff, Because he proposed a brand-new doctrine without authorization, and spread it within the diocese, and disobeyed the Holy See, he has been declared a heresy, and he will inevitably be punished soon... However, during this period of time, I carefully read the notes of Bishop Vikoff , I really can’t tell whether it’s right or wrong…”

The priest who said these words seemed to be talking to himself.

"As for the west side..." the priest turned around, stared at the brand new tombstone not far ahead, and asked Irene, "What did you see?"

On the horizon in the distance, there is a vast forest, and under the mound, the village that I just passed through is clearly in sight. Irene hesitated for a while and asked, "The village?"

"Just the village? What about the villagers?" the priest asked.

Irene lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, before confiding in the somewhat jerky vocabulary she had just learned in the past two days: "Is it... poverty?"

The priest nodded and said: "I don't have the talent to be a priest, and I can't create the light myself. But I have been pursuing miracles all my life. When I discovered your talent, I always felt that maybe you are the god I will discover." Trace... Irene, are you willing to bring light to this land?"

Erin asked in confusion, "Bring... light?"

The priest nodded, and said solemnly: "Use the way of painting to get close to God..." Seeing Irene take out the painting tools from the package comprehendingly, the priest's expression was complicated for a while, as if he was looking at Irene at the same time. He sighed to himself.

"...Leave something for this place before you leave."

Chapter 9 embarks on a new journey

In the autumn of the year [-] of the Qingyue calendar, the feeling of depression on the mainland gradually became stronger.

On the West Sea, the extremely powerful Aragon was bestowed the title of "Empire" by the Holy See, and became the first country on the mainland to implement the monarchy since the split of the Holy Empire.Afterwards, in the name of divine grant, the Aragon Empire summoned the dependent countries, shipped heavy troops, and launched a holy war against the pagans in the southeast.

In the north, in order to rebuild the Karma Alliance, the Danya people on the coast of the ice ocean mobilized hundreds of warships to blockade the Scalo Inner Sea. They continued to oppress the peninsula militarily and diplomatically.

In the middle of the mainland, it has been 300 years since the Holy Empire split and the title of emperor has been suspended.In recent years, the kingdom of Anluer has gradually risen, and its ambitions are clearly revealed. The princes in the old empire have long been prepared to take precautions. Undercurrents are surging in private, and a consensus has been reached to jointly fight against Anruer.

For this reason, the Kingdom of Anluer implemented the policy of long-distance friendship and short-term attack, trying to make friends with the Ruolin Kingdom in the south.The two countries were originally old enemies, but the current situation is changing rapidly, and no one can tell when the enemy will turn into a friend.

At this moment, Erin, who was sitting in the carriage, was quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, and absent-mindedly listening to Yannis' introduction to the mainland situation.

What the businessman said didn't sound real to her.

It has been several days since we left the unnamed town, and the caravan stopped and stopped, almost reaching the border of the Principality of Morvia.During this period, I passed through several towns, all of which seemed to be richer than the original unnamed town.

Outside the car window, there is a vast wilderness, the sky is gradually getting dark, and endless dusk is shrouded between the sky and the earth.There is still half a day to travel to the Kingdom of Anluer, and it seems that they will sleep in the wild for a night.

Compared with the initial excitement, Erin felt a little bit at a loss at this time.

A few days ago, when the businessman Yannis visited the chapel again and offered to take Irene away, she agreed without much hesitation.

After all, life in the town is too peaceful and boring. If she has the chance, she would naturally want to see the outside world... However, what she has seen and heard in the past few days has made her fully aware that most places in this world are It was very similar to the poor and weak Middle Ages in her impression.

Moreover, she also learned from the priest that Miss Sisyana was born in the south, but the caravan is heading north—this is also the reason for her depression.

While the setting sun was still on the western horizon, the caravan found an open place to stop and began to set up tents, preparing to rest.Yannis took Irene to walk among the temporary camps, inspecting the situation and introducing his fellows to Irene.

Noticing that Irene seemed not in good spirits, Yannis asked her, "Are you too tired from the car ride?"

"No." For the businessman Yannis, Irene still had a feeling of reverence or disgust in her heart, although in the past few days, she could indeed feel the other party's concern and importance for her.When they met this time, the other party also gave her a lot of beautiful clothes.

It's a pity that Irene, who has not yet adapted to being a girl, is not happy about it.

Walking to the edge of the camp, I saw a dozen hired mercenaries sitting and resting by the campfire. Seeing two people, only a man who looked like a leader came over to say hello.

The man patted Yannis on the shoulder and said, "In the past six months, I haven't even encountered a robber once. If this continues, my knife will rust."

"Isn't that better? I see that you have several novices under your command. If it is accidentally damaged, you will be very distressed, right?" Yannis' tone seems to be quite familiar with the other party.

The mercenary leader chuckled: "You guys won't be able to become a big weapon if you don't see any blood." As he said that, he rolled his eyes and approached him and asked, "Brother, this time he went out personally, the harvest looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

Yannis nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, brother, according to the usual practice, we will add another [-]% to your remuneration."

After getting a satisfactory answer, the mercenary leader showed joy on his face, and after socializing with Yannis for a few more words, he returned to his subordinates.However, before walking away, he glanced at Irene with a subtle look.

Irene felt uncomfortable, and heard Yannis say from the side: "His name is Cole, he is the leader of that group of mercenaries. When our caravan travels to the southeast route, we usually hire him and his mercenaries." men."

"Yeah." It's been a month and a half since I came to this world, and Irene can understand these simple words.

While walking, Yannis taught Irene the experience of trading: "After the war in the east, the trade route will be interrupted for an unknown period of time. Therefore, the goods purchased from the east this time will be stockpiled for a period of time before being sold. There will be dozens of times the profit."

"Extraordinary goods to live in?" In terms of speaking, Irene is not very proficient, so she uses relatively simple expressions.

Yannis nodded, and then slowly said: "To become a successful businessman, there are three points. One is well-informed information, and the other is a good eye for discovery... You know that the most valuable thing during my trip is What did you find?"

Eileen stopped, looked at Yannis quietly, and waited for the businessman's next words.

Yannis showed an unpredictable smile at the corner of his mouth: "You know the answer."

"I...?" Asked uncertainly, Erin immediately shook her head and said, "But, I don't think so."

"To a girl your age, many people will try to give favors. But for smart people, I am more inclined to be open and honest." Yannis habitually took out the pipe from his bosom, lit it, and put it to his mouth to take a puff , "Want to hear my reason?"

"Hmm." Up to this moment, Irene was still not sure if it was the right choice to leave the town with Yannis.

"The talent for painting is just an appearance." Yannis's sharp eyes seemed to see through Irene, "What's more, behind this talent is the huge secret about your identity."

Some icy evening wind blew past her side, and Irene closed her eyes for a while, feeling the chill penetrating into her bones.

"Relax, I will not force you to speak out in any form, and I will not try to use your identity in the future. After returning to Kalinin, I will only publicize that you are my adopted daughter."

However, he is actually an insignificant soul from another world.

Erin lowered her head, hiding her expression.Because of what the businessman said, she thought about a question that had been ignored before——

Who was the original owner of this body?

With special chestnut hair, fair and delicate skin, she doesn't look like a girl from a poor family at all. Could it be that she has an unusual background?

If you stand on the standpoint of a troubled nobleman and hear that a businessman wants to adopt you as an adopted daughter, will your most likely reaction be anger or happiness?

However, according to his previous performance, if he is too deliberate at this time, it will make people suspicious, right?

Seeing Erin's expressionless face with her eyes closed, Yannis became more certain of her thoughts.

Finally, Erin found that she couldn't escape no matter what. She was a "very special girl" in the eyes of the businessman, so she decided to give up the cover-up and return to her original self.She opened her eyes, her pupils were a little dim, and said in a low voice: "Perhaps, I will let you down."

Yannis was taken aback for a moment, and his voice sank a little: "To become a successful businessman, the third point is whether you are willing to take risks and face unknown challenges." After a pause, his tone softened a bit: " I originally wanted to give it to you later, but seeing your appearance..."

As he said that, he took out an object from his arms, and under Irene's surprised gaze, he said, "Driven by a grade-A magic crystal, refined from seven rare metals, carved by hand, powerful enough to penetrate walls..."

Some familiar lines made Irene startled.Yannis smiled slightly, and solemnly handed over the small gun to her: "Its lifespan depends on how you use it..."

Different from the feeling when he was teased last time, the heavy weight is extraordinarily solid.

"It's true this time," she said softly.

"Of course." Yannis nodded, glanced at the gloomy sky, and said, "However, the built-in magic power is not enough now, so I'll let you try it when we go back... Let's fill up our stomachs first."

"En." Eileen nodded, carefully put the pistol into her arms, and followed Yannis back.This down-to-earth feeling rekindled her spirit.

No matter what, Sisyana... Let's aim to meet you for the time being!

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Chapter 10 Wakabayashi's Princess and Maid

When Irene was heading north, Princess Sisyana and the three also just left the Principality of Morvia and wandered around the Principality of Silesia in the northeast.

The Principality of Silesia is small in size, and there is an Oder River running through the land, so the land is relatively fertile, agriculture is developed, and the population is relatively dense.At the same time, as an important part of the old Bohemia Kingdom, the residents here also continued the rough and unrestrained style, and they were unique in art and made great achievements.

The capital of the principality, the prosperity and wealth of Floz, is not inferior to that of Ruolin's Alice King City.

Sisyana, who came here for the first time, shuttled among the vendors along the Oder River. The variety of art products on the stalls was dazzling. I saw her holding Eunika to stop and go, I've been walking around this area all morning, and I don't seem to feel tired at all.

When she came to a stall selling knots and beads, Sisyana's eyes lit up with excitement, she turned her head and said, "Your Nika, do you know? This peculiar knot style originated from very It came from the far east."

Eunika, who has been stern all the time, only appears shy like a normal girl when facing the princess.She asked shyly, "East? How far is it?"

Sisyana closed her eyes, and imagined while drawing: "Crossing the vast plains, stepping over frozen glaciers, crossing across mountains, and stepping across the endless Gobi and desert, even the highest-level warriors can It will take two years to walk... It is said that it is a country surrounded by majestic giant walls."

"That's amazing..." Yunika blushed and asked curiously, "Did such a long distance also come through the caravan?"

Sisyana smiled slightly, with a longing look on her face:

"No, more than 200 years ago, on the grassland in the north of that country, a peerless hero appeared. After he almost unified the entire east, he set his sights on the west. So he ordered one of his generals to lead the The army swung its troops to the west. The army swept across all the countries on the road unstoppably. In the end, the army in the south was rejected by Ruolin, but the army peak in the north once occupied the city of Floz... After the general retreated, legend has it that A soldier was stranded in the city due to injuries and illnesses. Not long after, he fell in love with a young girl from this place and married him, who was talented in art, and passed on this exquisite and delicate art."

What Sisyana was talking about was the big event called "the devil's iron hoof" by the historian.The mysterious and bloodthirsty oriental nomads have been a nightmare on the mainland for a long time. At this time, she said it from a different perspective, but added a romantic atmosphere out of thin air.