You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

Eleanor tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to take a closer look at the content of the painting to see if it was Mr. Blake. She did not expect to gain any insights from the painting, but wanted to see the appearance of the great man who pioneered the era of polymaths.

Tony and others in the crowd also held their breath at this moment.

Their ideas were different from Eleanor's. Of course, it would be best if they could figure out the secret in the painting. One of the purposes of their coming to the ball was to enhance their magic power. Before they took action, they were the same as the other wizards here.

And Tony believes that their success rate will be higher than other wizards.

Because they are from Black City.

If this painting is indeed by Mr. Blake, then as descendants of the Temple of Truth, they will have more "bonds" with this painting than anyone else.

Don't underestimate this bond.

Mysticism is very particular about "compatibility", just like people with the fire sign will learn fire magic faster, and people with the water sign will spray more water than others when using magic. They are people of the Temple of Truth and naturally understand the paintings of the Temple of Truth better.

If Mr. Black were still alive, faced with this situation, he would definitely be more willing to leave the opportunity to them.

however.

What surprised Tony and others was that Mr. Black didn't seem to give them any chance.

Nor did they give it to the nobles.

When the long-awaited painting finally appeared before everyone's eyes, the originally tense and excited atmosphere in the venue suddenly froze.

The name of this painting is "Olivia and His Distance".

Everyone present was familiar with the name of the first saint.

Everyone has their own interpretation as to why it is "he" instead of "she".

Eleanor in particular believed that the "he" in the title of the painting referred to Mr. Blake, and this was the painting that the first saint had painted for Mr. Blake.

But she didn't see Blake.

Nor did I see the first saint Olya, who matched the name of the painting.

On the exhibition easel inlaid with rose gold wire was a spotless piece of white paper.

Eleanor: "?"

Tony and others: “???”

The nobles: “???”

This painting was completely different from what he had imagined, and Sean was stunned.

"No, where's the painting?"

"Why is it a blank sheet of paper?"

"Where is the person in charge? Are you sure you didn't take the wrong one?"

After a brief silence, there was an uproar in the venue, and everyone completely forgot Agyeves's reminder to keep quiet.

They had thought in advance that it would be difficult to gain insights from the paintings. The first saint was a great magician of rank ten.

Her paintings cannot be easily understood by others, and many people have even prepared themselves mentally for failure in advance.

But Fang Wan didn't expect that even so, they still "underestimated" the painting.

This is not a question of whether you can understand it or not?

I can't see it at all!

Eleanor's pretty eyebrows slightly raised, and she said, "Is this little Gist family playing tricks on us?"

Sean didn't understand it either, but shook his head and said, "No."

Little Gist didn't have the guts.

Although he was also puzzled as to why the painting was a piece of white paper, he was sure that the painting was real, because the Little Gista family did not dare to fake such a thing, otherwise they would offend not only the many nobles who were invited to the scene, but also the Vatican.

Forging a painting in the name of the first saint is a capital crime.

Even if the Little Gist family had a hundred guts they wouldn't dare to do this.

"What's going on?" Eleanor asked in confusion, "Could it be that the Saint used invisible ink to draw?"

Sean thought for a moment and said, "Now that you put it that way, it seems possible."

Eleanor: “.

What could it be, dumbass Sean?

A great magician at the level of the First Saint has plenty of ways to hide the true content of the painting. How could he possibly use invisible ink, a "low-level" method that only mortals would use?

Also due to the noble status of the first-generation saint, this painting should not be a blank sheet of paper.

There is only one reasonable explanation, which is that they are not "enlightened" enough and are not qualified to appreciate the content of the paintings.

"Where is the person in charge?"

"Why don't you come out and explain?"

Someone shouted angrily.

Explanation?

Ajivis thought sarcastically in his heart, does this need to be explained?

You can’t even see the basic content of the painting, and yet you expect to comprehend the mystery hidden within it?

As for what to draw wrongly—

Less likely.

These idiots don't even use their brains to think about it. Their Little Gist family is just a baron family. What qualifications do they have to own precious "artifacts" like the first-generation Saint's paintings?

Of course, this does not mean that the painting is fake, but that it does not belong to the Little Gist family.

No one, including the Seraph family, knew that the real organizer of tonight's ball was not the Little Gist family. They were just an assistant, just following orders.

The real owner of this painting is the saint of this generation in the Vatican, Her Highness Diana.

The three things he reminded everyone of before were also specifically instructed by the Saint.

It's just that the words weren't so nice.

At this moment, Agivis wanted to quote more of the saint's original words: "If you can't see it, don't look at it."

"At least you won't be considered stupid."

But for the future development of the family...

Forget it.

If the adults of the Seraph family can't see it, the Little Gist family will be doomed immediately if these words are spoken.

He is not a saint and cannot afford to offend so many people.

So, Aggies once again put on a flattering and apologetic smile.

"Everyone, I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you."

"This painting made by the First Saint cannot be seen with the naked eye. It can only be viewed with the spirit. Everyone close your eyes and try."

Sean:

Close your eyes and look at the painting?

Why didn't he remember that the painting Olya gave him had so many twists and turns?

wrong.

There is something wrong with this painting.

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Agyeves' explanation brought temporary silence to the meeting place.

Many people are actually considering the feasibility of watching with their eyes closed.

Smart people have already heard that the so-called closed-eye observation is just a high-EQ statement given by Agyeves to give everyone a way out. In fact, this painting is to be viewed with the eyes, and not being able to see anything only indicates one problem: lack of understanding.

Actually, it makes sense if you think about it.

Every year, the Vatican provides a large amount of the Fountain of Enlightenment to the people of the empire. Unless they do not want to become wizards, everyone has the opportunity to drink the Fountain of Enlightenment before they reach adulthood at the age of 14. If the Fountain of Enlightenment cannot help these people gain magical powers, then how can the paintings made with the Fountain of Enlightenment help them gain magical powers?

Given the effect this painting has on ordinary people, gazing at it can be seen as a second drink from the fountain of enlightenment.

If this doesn't give you any magic, then there's basically no hope.

Many people still don't give up.

Didn't they come all the way to Old Mondo City just to fulfill their dreams of becoming wizards?

If they can't see the content of the painting, it must be because they are looking at it from the wrong angle, not because they are stupid.

Many wizards think so too.

They also pointed to this painting to help them break through the bottleneck.

So, after Agyeves' explanation, everyone began to stare at the painting again.

Those who believed Agyeves' lies closed their eyes and thought

Those who did not believe in Agyeves stared with their eyes wide open, focusing all their attention on the painting.

This may be the first time in their lives that they look at a painting so seriously.

But the result has not changed at all.

No matter how these nobles stared at the painting, it remained a blank sheet of paper. They could not even detect the outline of the first saint who should have appeared in the painting.

After learning the name of the painting, they thought that they could not only gain magic power tonight, but also get a glimpse of the beautiful face of the first-generation saint. However, nearly half an hour passed - at this moment, they felt that they were being humiliated by the first-generation saint.

They worked so hard, were so devout and eager, but the first generation saint refused to give them even a chance to "meet".

It was as if a carefully prepared visit was turned away, making all the enthusiasm and anticipation they had shown before seem like a joke.

Not to mention the full appearance of the first-generation Saint, even if one could see a strand of her hair, a corner of her clothes, or a hint of skin color different from pure white, it would not be so embarrassing.

But they can't see it.

I really can't see it.

Some people gave up and cursed the painting in their hearts, saying it was fake, saying it was just a blank piece of paper, not a painting.

Some people questioned that the painting was very old and the alchemical ink technique used hundreds of years ago had become ineffective, so they could not see it.

Some people thought that they were standing too far away and their mental power could not reach the painting, so they kept squeezing forward to find a better angle.

This is the difference between experienced noble wizards and these ordinary people - with Aggievis's reminder, no matter what they think in their hearts at this moment, they will never show it.

Because questioning the authenticity and effect of this painting is equivalent to questioning the first generation saint. It is not only impolite, but also makes oneself appear stupid.

They can allow themselves to fail, but they cannot let others see the appearance of their failure.

Anyway, no one knows what’s in the painting, right?

A voice of praise suddenly rang out, "Oh my God! I never thought that the first generation saint would be so beautiful!"

"Her hair is like golden wheat waves, symbolizing maturity and harvest; her eyes are as bright as stars, like the vast universe under an astronomical telescope—"

"She is simply a work of art carefully crafted by the gods. I can't find a single flaw in Her Highness's face. She is so beautiful, so beautiful that it takes my breath away!"

Everyone: "?"

What do you mean, you saw the true face of the first generation saint? ?

"Yes, she is so perfect." Another beautiful woman also looked intoxicated, as if she was trapped in the indescribable beauty of the first-generation Saint Olya and couldn't extricate herself. "I swear, Her Highness the Saint is the most charming woman I have ever seen in my life. She is very dangerous and has the magic power to make people lose their chastity. If she appeared in front of me, I would definitely drop everything and follow her without hesitation, even though I am also a woman--"

More and more people are beginning to agree.

"I don't know whether I should praise Her Highness the Saint for her exquisite painting skills, for being able to paint myself so vividly, or I should praise her stunning beauty. Her Highness Aolya is really romantic."

Everyone:

”.....

No, romance can also be seen from the face?

The old nobles' mouths were filled with words of praise, and their expressions were full of admiration and obsession, making it difficult for many people to tell whether it was true or false.

Sean's mouth twitched when he heard this.