novelonline Chapter 2682: The First Oil Painting
Chapter 2682: The First Oil Painting
Chapter 2682 The Second Oil Painting
"Yes, just as ineffective as the fortune-telling teacher's whereabouts."
She actually started to cry this time.
"no problem, no problem."
Xia De continued to pat her back gently:
"Since the divination is invalid, we will enter the [Silver Moon Library] again to search for records. The door can only be opened once a year using the ritual. But the last time we opened the door was in January this year, on the 24th of the First Moon.
It’s October, the month of dead leaves, and we’ll have to wait another two months before we can go there again.”
Hearing him say this, the red-haired sorceress hummed softly, but still refused to let go of Shade. The witch next to him pouted slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied, and Shade could only continue:
"And that lady was the thirteenth ring, she was not weakened by the curse. Since she knew that her body would be in serious trouble before she died, she must have made plans for herself as she told me last night. I think it is more likely that she hid herself than that someone discovered the cursed tree.
If a thirteenth ring sorcerer wanted to hide his own body, even if you restored the thirteenth ring and went to look for it yourself, you probably wouldn't be able to find it."
"You, you're right."
Miss Danister agreed with this statement. She finally pushed Shad away and turned her head to wipe her tears. She also asked him to turn around and look back instead of looking at her tearful face:
"Flora stayed up late last night to paint a new oil painting for you. It's about the ball. You can go and take a look."
Xia De said helplessly:
"So if you have something to do, why can't you do it during the day? Whether it's waiting for news or painting, staying up late is very harmful to your health."
"We are ring sorcerers~"
"Staying up late makes girls old."
Now they were speechless.
The red-haired girl was going to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, so Shade followed the long-awaited witch to the easel by the wall.
This is the second of the six paintings that the witch agreed to paint for Shade. The size of the painting is the same as the previous one, and the colors are still the bright yellow of the lights and the dark blue of the night sky because it is intended to depict a night banquet scene.
In the center of the picture is a dancing couple. Although she deliberately did not depict their faces in detail, it can still be seen that they are Shad and Iluna.
The two were wearing formal ball gowns, with Shad holding Iluna's waist while Iluna leaned back.
In the background is a huge clock, inside which you can see the silhouette of a lady in a gorgeous long dress. There are several flying owls around, which is obviously another private product of "Miss Owl".
Although it is a night scene, most of the colors in the background are warm orange and golden tones, symbolizing the breath of autumn. There are some other characters and buildings around the picture to set off the grand atmosphere of the banquet.
The overall tone of the oil painting is warm and romantic, giving people a sense of magic and fantasy. Even Xia De, who has no taste for art, can praise this as another masterpiece.
Others might think that the owl and clock in the scene were some kind of metaphor, but Shad could see that it was clearly a painting of him dancing with Iluna in 1854 and Lady Helena Carter in 1821 at the same time last night.
Flora Winslet cleverly condensed all the complex scene information into one picture, and the dynamic picture indeed expressed the intended meaning.
Xia De was very satisfied with the painting, which was a perfect souvenir of last night.
“Very good, very good!”
He praised her like this, and the witch raised her head slightly with a smile on her face:
"I also feel that this painting is very good. I was thinking about it on the way back last night. I am gradually surpassing myself. The constant inspiration stimulates more creativity, and the fascinating story is the best seasoning."
She stood side by side with Shade, both of them staring at the painting. Shade was thinking that no matter which tree hole he was going to destroy, he should first consider charging the wooden door in 1821 where Ms. Helena Carter was, while the witch was thinking that the next time she would paint the scene where Shade danced with her:
"Then convince Shad to hang the painting in his house so that Carina can see it every time she visits."
Although they hadn't slept, both ladies said they were not sleepy. After sitting on the sofa, Shade talked about destroying the tree hole:
"We currently have three tree holes. The book can be stored in my relics, so we won't consider destroying it for now. As for the remaining cabinets and doors, the former connects three time points, and I'm worried that it will be used in the future. The latter connects a key time point, so I don't plan to destroy it for now."
The red-haired girl smiled when she heard that he did not intend to destroy the door from 1821 immediately:
"So you're not going to do anything for now? Well, the academy will prepare the Sands of Time for you. I remember we have a lot of stock."
“Yes, let’s not do anything for now.
I only have one Philosopher's Stone in my hand. Although destroying a tree hole may not necessarily consume all of it, it is better to save as much as possible. I plan to find out what happened to Bronte first and see what the situation is with the tree hole he holds. "
"Has York Bronte returned now, after you sent him away last night?"
The witch then asked, and Shade nodded:
"He came back last night before Iluna and I left. That was probably when we said goodbye to you and entered the woods. I have been sensing his movements. He returned to the west of Vista Woods.
I'm not sure whether he came back through his own tree hole or according to the rule that time travelers will travel again at the place where they stayed for a long time.
I confirmed on the way to the hotel this morning that he was still in town, so I wanted to go see where he returned last night before deciding what to do with him. "
He looked at the two ladies and shook his head decisively:
"You two should rest in your rooms, and no one should follow me. I will be back soon, and if I decide to fight York Bronte today, I will call you again."
"Let Danister rest. I'll follow you. I'm an owl now, and my schedule is irregular. I'm equally energetic during the day and at night."
As she spoke, the witch really turned into an owl and landed on Shade's shoulder:
"And maybe you can travel through time. What if something happens to you without me following you?"
"Let Flora follow you."
The red-haired sorceress also said this. She really needed a rest. Her emotions fluctuated too much last night.
"You two should also be careful when you are in the woods. Aren't the church's team in that direction, looking for something?"
The window opened, and the owl caught the silver cat and flew into the gloomy sky. The red-haired girl on the sofa waved goodbye to them. After Miss Bell left the room after cleaning up the tea set, she came to the painting that had not yet dried, looking at the dancing Shade and the vague figure in the clock.
"Teacher, where are you?"
(Little Mia is running.)
Under the gloomy sky, the owl followed the guidance of the "cat passenger" and flew to the west of the city. Shade was originally worried that they would really run into the church's team, but along the way they only passed by a group of geese that were planning to fly south, and the latter's formation was disrupted by the turbulent airflow caused by the fast-flying owl.
"Are you sure it's this direction?"
When they were almost at their destination, the owl suddenly asked Xia De. The silver cat was quite sure:
"Yes, that's definitely right. Any questions?"
"has a problem."
There was still some distance to the destination, but she landed directly on the tree with the cat. The two of them returned to human form together, and Xia De frowned slightly when they stepped on the ground with their feet. He also felt it:
“Isn’t the dead air in this forest a bit too heavy?”
It's not that there can't be any breath of death in the forest, but the breath of death in this area is obviously too strong.
"It is a bit too heavy, and the number of living things around here is abnormally low."
The witch said softly, motioning for Shade to follow her forward:
"Let's walk forward. We will miss a lot of clues if we are in the air. Go in this direction. The smell of death is strongest here."
"That's also where York Bronte appeared last night. It seems that he has other 'surprises' waiting for us."
The further we walked, the more the breath of death affected the forest. The golden forest in late autumn gradually turned into withered yellow, until even the trees began to become twisted and sparse.
This area was marked on the map that the hermits sold to Shade, but it only said "unknown reasons have increased the probability of resurrection of the undead."
Xia De's perception last night only pointed out a small area, and the witch's perception at this time could only limit the source of the breath of death to a small area. The two spent some time searching in the woods, and finally stopped at the edge of a small open space.
There was almost no dead grass under his feet, and the few large trees standing around were unusually low. Xia De stepped on the ground a few times, and the soil showed signs of being turned over recently. Although the other party had covered up the traces, it was obvious that they did not cover it up seriously:
"What is beneath our feet? It seems that those hermits have never investigated this place carefully."
"They look like they don't like to cause trouble, and if what they say is accurate, and there really are countless paradox bugs sealed here, then it would be a safe move not to investigate."
Xia De took out a shovel and, without the help of the witch, he easily dug up the wet soil that was almost turning dark black. He didn't dig very deep before he found a wooden coffin, but after clearing the loose soil on top, Xia De didn't dare to touch it again:
"Is there such a thing?"
The breath of death seeped out from the coffin, and even turned into gray mist that filled the grave. But this was not the key point. The key point was that when Xia De touched the coffin lid just now, he actually sensed two very familiar forces at the same time.
PS: The picture in this chapter is "The Second Oil Painting - Dance of Three".
The introduction of this book contains the group number of the book club (the second group after the explosion).