After I died of old age, I was reincarnated into another world and became a cat

"Please wait outside. I'll find some other information and come out later."

"Yes."

La Luna didn't know why such a confidential archive room was open to her and she could even take anything she wanted. However, seeing York was blocked at the door, she thought he was not qualified to enter. She still had some documents she wanted to check, so she simply let York wait at the door for a while.

After nearly half an hour, La Luna finally packed all the materials into her own spiritual space. Then, before leaving, she registered with the person at the door of the management office and left with the information.

"Lord La Luna, do you have any new discoveries?"

"Well, nothing much. I just want to investigate what monsters have passed through or entered the imperial capital in the past fifty years."

"Will the murderer this time be a monster?"

"I'm not too sure... Based on the shape I saw last night, it's most likely not a human. But if that guy is a mutated human, I can't say for sure."

La Luna thought back to the monster she saw last night, then thought for a moment and quickened her pace as she walked towards the reading room.

York didn't know why La Luna suddenly accelerated, but he didn't want to ask, so he just hurriedly followed. Maybe La Luna's behavior meant she was thinking of something very important?

La Luna walked to the door of the reading room and pushed it open, then closed it again. Everyone in the reading room raised their heads and looked towards the door, not understanding what had just happened.

"Lady La Luna, what's wrong? Are you not going in?"

York saw La Luna push open the door of the reading room and then close it instantly. He had no idea what La Luna meant.

"Not really. Let's come back here later. Do you know of any place in the Ministry of Justice that is relatively spacious, quiet, and has good lighting?"

"It should be spacious, quiet and well-lit... the side hall of the Ministry of Justice, right? It's usually used to receive guests, but we don't usually have many guests coming to the Ministry of Justice, so it's quite empty and has a relatively small flow of people."

"Well, take me there."

"Yes."

York pointed in a direction, and then La Luna took York all the way in that direction.

"After turning the big bend ahead, turn left and the first door is the side hall."

York was like a navigator, following behind La Luna and constantly reminding her of the road ahead.

After turning a few corners, La Luna came to the side hall of the Ministry of Justice. It must be said that although this side hall is not as big as the main hall of the Ministry of Justice, the lighting is very good and the space is not small.

La Luna took a look at the surrounding environment, nodded with satisfaction, then flipped her hand and took out a large pile of painting materials from the Tower of Spirits.

"Sir...what are you doing...?"

"Well, it suddenly occurred to me that I could draw a picture of that guy and post it as a wanted poster."

After La Luna gave this simple explanation, she ignored York's surprised expression and started drawing on the paper.

Chapter 61 Routine

Once La Luna enters the painting state, her perception of the surroundings will quickly decrease, and her mental power will be completely focused on the picture. She will constantly use the appearance of the monster that she saw last night, and try her best to restore that appearance on the canvas with a brush and paint.

York was a little dazed when he saw La Luna's focused and serious look.

The morning light shone through a window in the side hall, reflecting on the smooth white marble slabs on the floor, and then making the white decoration of the entire room look bright.

La Luna frowned, feeling that the light changes around her were a little too strong, then she waved her hand casually, and a blurry air scattered the light that came in. For a moment, the morning sun, which was originally a little sharp, became a lot softer.

And under this soft light, the shining white hair of La Luna and her equally beautiful face were set off.

The most fatal thing is the pair of small ears on the head...

It’s so beautiful!

For some reason, York suddenly remembered something the steward had said to him, and when he thought of it, he slapped his hand on his face.

Wake up! Your Excellency the Prince is not that kind of person at all!

But the prince is not a human being...

It is said that cats have more active sexual intercourse during the early stages of sexual intercourse, especially female cats. If they are with their owners during sexual intercourse, they will constantly stick up their buttocks and rub against their owners...

When York thought of this, he suddenly felt that his mind was becoming more and more uncontrollable, especially when he substituted the image of a cat into the image of La Luna... No, I must control myself quickly! !

"Ok?"

La Luna was drawing the shape and structure when she suddenly felt that the young man next to her had an explosive secretion of hormones early in the morning.

Then La Luna turned her eyes away from the screen and looked at the guy standing restlessly next to her.

Ah, maybe this is because young people have stronger sexual desire in the morning, especially men. When they were young, their penis would become hard and erect when they woke up in the morning.

I remember when I was living in an era that was not so open in this regard, I always felt ashamed about this kind of thing when I got up early in the morning to go to school.

But later, with the continuous upgrading, development and popularization of the Internet, a group of little kids who had not yet graduated from elementary school dared to discuss topics like girlfriends on the way home.

Sure enough, there were too few homework assignments.

La Luna expressed her understanding of the situation, and quickly refocused her attention on the picture.

Suddenly realizing that La Luna was looking at him, York straightened up immediately, but La Luna didn't look at him for more than two seconds before she immediately retracted her gaze and continued to immerse herself in painting.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a morning had passed. York finally began to feel that his heart had finally calmed down after a long struggle, and at this time he looked at the picture of La Luna again.

York almost popped his eyes out.

In my memory, this painting seems to be just a very rough line and a general framework? I was just distracted for a moment and didn't look at the picture. When I came back to my senses... What is this!

At this time, La Luna has completely entered a very deep state, with pens of various sizes in her hands, one in her mouth, and one on her ear... Sorry, the cat ears can't hold it.

But this did not affect La Luna's creation. After confirming the relationship of the sketch, La Luna began to create a sense of volume. Then, on top of the sense of volume, La Luna continued to shape and restore the texture of the monster that she saw with her naked eyes at that time.

Under York's stunned expression, La Luna quickly completed the finishing work and picked out a clean pen, carefully dipped it in white paint and poked a small highlight in the monster's eye.

"!!"

This highlight was like the finishing touch, and York seemed to be able to vaguely feel the pressure that he would feel when facing the real body of the monster.

At this moment, there was a rare sound of footsteps outside the door of the side hall.

"Master Solo, please come in."

It sounded like the voice of the head of the Ministry of Justice.

La Luna had already come out of the painting state at this time, and moved away from the picture, standing in a corner of the side hall, watching the monster on the picture from afar.

Just when York was about to remind La Luna that someone was coming in from outside, the door was opened and the people outside walked in one by one.

"York? Why are you here?"

As soon as the butler and his entourage pushed the door open, they saw York greeting La Luna.

"Hey, Master Steward, Little York said he would find a quiet place for me, so he brought me here. Master Steward, you won't mind, right?"

La Luna's voice suddenly sounded from a corner of the room. Hearing the voice, the butler nodded subconsciously.

"Ah, so it's the prince. Of course there is no problem. Please feel free to do as you please. Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to this master of the painting association in our imperial capital, Master Solo. This is the prince of the north. The emperor himself has come to assist us."

"Oh, it's Your Excellency the Prince. Nice to meet you."

Although he said "nice to meet you", the other party obviously didn't have a very respectful expression. As an artist herself, La Luna naturally understood that learning to paint is to make a living by relying on a skill, and basically you don't have to be fearless. As long as you are famous enough, you can have a very certain status in society.

By that time, we can indeed stop being so hostile to certain officials.

"Hello."

La Luna naturally has her own pride. We all study painting, so you are the only one who is so awesome? Why do you have to be so rude to me? I am still a prince.

The manager was naturally not a blind person. He could see at a glance that something was not right between the two people after they met, so he quickly went over to make them laugh in order to avoid any unpleasant incident.

"I don't know why Your Excellency the Prince has come to this remote little place. If you want to find a more secluded place, the back garden of the Ministry of Justice is a very good place."

"Nothing, it's already been done. Hey, this is the suspect I saw that night. I suddenly remembered him this morning and just drew him. Although he looks a bit weird, it should still be useful to use him as a wanted poster to alert everyone."

La Luna pointed at York, who turned his head to look and quickly stepped away. It turned out that his position just now did not block La Luna's sight, but instead blocked the sight of the steward and his group.

“Ah, this…!”

Chapter 62 (Sixty-two) There is light in his eyes!

As soon as York stepped back, everyone's attention was instantly focused on the easel that La Luna had set up earlier. At the first glance, everyone subconsciously became alert, as if a magical beast was pouncing on the surface of the drawing board on the easel.

The monster was on all fours, with a short neck and a round head. It looked about the same size as a human. It was pitch black all over, and there seemed to be a layer of sticky black liquid on its surface. The two eyes on its ferocious mouth emitted a strange light.

"This this…"

Compared to the butler's surprise, Master Solo next to him widened his eyes and looked at the painting in front of him in disbelief.

“This…is this a painting?”

"Otherwise what do you think?"

La Luna rubbed her index finger and thumb together. The colors and pigments in this world smelled really bad, which was terrible. Moreover, some of the pigments seemed to be highly toxic.

However, there is no other way, considering that the mineral extraction and plant pigment extraction in this world are basically developed occasionally in conjunction with the refining of magical materials.

There is even a large portion of magical toxic waste, because of its special color, which is recycled by the Art Association of this world. Then, after special processing and the addition of extremely smelly magic reagents, the current pigment system is formed.

Aluna used a highly toxic paint called "Starry Night" in this painting, because the base color of this paint is a transparent blue-purple, just like the evening sky, and there are also tiny dots of silver light in this paint.

This kind of paint is extremely gorgeous, but it is also extremely dangerous.

La Luna spreads this paint on the bottom layer as a base color and then shapes the overall picture.

Solo pushed his glasses, walked shakily to La Luna's easel, and then carefully observed the details on the painting.

The overall view seen at the door just now can be said to be very outstanding and wonderful. When Solo looked closer, he found that the entire picture was almost full of details. The black mucus on the body appeared in the picture as if it was three-dimensional, as if it would flow in the next second.

The beast's expression and eyes depict a sense of surprise and ferocity. The emotional sense of the whole painting is conveyed quite well, and the most important aspect is realism.

"I wonder how long it took you to paint this picture, Your Excellency?"

Solo's tone was obviously much more respectful than when they first met.

"Probably a few hours, I can't remember exactly."

"Your Excellency, you started at about eight o'clock, and it is already twelve o'clock. You probably painted for about three hours."

"Really? Huh? It's already twelve o'clock? Let's go eat. I don't want to go to the restaurant you took me to last time. It's too salty, isn't it? Is there any lighter flavor you can recommend?"

La Luna raised her eyebrows in shock when she heard York say it was already twelve o'clock.

It’s time for dinner, let’s eat.

Then he snapped his fingers and instantly cleaned off all the paint on his body, whether it was on his clothes or between his nails.

"Uh... I'm very sorry. I didn't know your taste before. But if you want something lighter, I'm afraid I'll have to ask the butler."

"Ah? Me, haha. Well, if Your Excellency the Prince wants a restaurant with lighter flavors, then go out of the Ministry of Justice and turn down a street. Then turn into the third alley. The second restaurant has very light and delicious flavors."

"Oh? The butler is so familiar with the place. Why don't you come eat with us? My treat."

"Ah, this, this, this, how can I do this? Moreover, I have official business to attend to right now, so I won't go and disturb you."

"Okay, then you guys go ahead and get busy. I'll have to trouble you to copy the painting and make it into a wanted poster later."

"Okay, okay..."

"What! Copy! Magical copy? This is an insult to this work of art! No! I don't agree!"

"??"

La Luna frowned and looked with strange eyes at Master Solo who actually rushed over and held the portrait of the wanted criminal she drew tightly in his arms.

"My Lord Prince, this is your own work! How can you just hand over such a masterpiece to them for magical copying so easily!"

After hearing this, La Luna scratched her head, not quite understanding it, but after thinking about it a little, she roughly understood why Solo had such a reaction.

To be invited to the Ministry of Justice and to be personally led by the chief steward of the Ministry of Justice to such a meeting place, one can imagine how high the status of Master Solo is.

A painting by an artist of such a high status would probably sell for a lot of money, right?

As a result, over time, this has cultivated the attitude of an artist who regards painting as extremely precious.

In his eyes, the act of magic copying is probably a bit like his masterpiece, which he has worked so hard on, being ripped off by an unscrupulous manufacturer and then taken to a factory for commercial copying.

The only painting in the country was spread everywhere in an instant, and the original lost a lot of its value, so he should have been very disgusted with the act of magic copying. And seeing that La Luna's masterpiece (?) was actually copied by magic, and even printed on a wanted poster? !

He had long held a disdain for the magic copying technique, and La Luna's painting was too stunning in his eyes. A complex psychological thought called a love for talent prompted him to rush over to protect the painting and beg for La Luna's reaction.

However, La Luna slowly knocked out a...?

For La Luna, most of her works in her previous life were defined as handicrafts. Was there ever a time when her paintings were not printed everywhere?