Dear Broom Knight

Lorry watched Ceska drag Taylor away by the arm, and suddenly realized why she had said such a stupid thing.

It was to prevent him from being dissatisfied with the child because of Taylor's little thoughts just now.

Lorry shook his head and smiled.

How could he be angry because of a child's sudden impulse?

Besides, he had long known that Taylor was the one among the four siblings who had the deepest feelings for their parents.

At that time, he probably only thought that he didn't know much anyway, and at most he could cause Pat some trouble, but it wouldn't affect this past Pat's mother's life or death.

He was just thinking too simply.

Once a person's brain is not used, it will really degenerate.

After pretending to be stupid for a long time, Taylor's brain is also obviously a bit too linear and very easy to short-circuit.

Lorry wouldn't doubt Taylor's loyalty because of this little thing.

The use of this paint is that when you carefully draw a pattern, it will leap from the tip of the pen, forming the item or terrain you want... turning into a real existence.

Of course, there are restrictions. Turning stone into gold or golden houses in books is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, he doesn't know if it's a rule restriction, so only a specific matching set... four cans of paint and a pen... can form the final product.

In fact, Lorry already knows the production method like the back of his hand, and he won't make any mistakes during production, especially the pen, which he has made very perfectly.

But his biggest problem is that he always feels that the color scheme of the paint should be more realistic.

At the most critical point of production, Lorry will always inexplicably think of painting principles... that is, he will set the four cans of paint as the three primary colors plus black during production.

However, in fact, according to the normal laws of the fantasy world, the paint should be colorless.

It will only change directly to the color that the item should have when it leaps onto the paper, according to what you think and read in your heart.

If you want to draw a door, as long as you want any color of door, it will automatically become that color, and it won't let you use the three primary colors to mix a color.

Naturally, people who are not stable enough in their thinking will have to practice even if they want to draw serious things... but this has nothing to do with Lorry, he still has no problem in this regard.

He is quite sensitive to colors.

But precisely because of this sensitivity, Lorry just can't get over this hurdle.

Even illusion cards are drawn by him bit by bit with special paints according to reality, right?

The reason why they are so realistic is that he rubbed them out little by little.

Although he didn't learn it very well, Lorry can still use five colors to rub out a new color with a very contrasting color tendency and a clear enough color.

To suddenly accept that a certain white transparent paint will directly become all the colors in his heart is really difficult for Lorry, who has always been proud of mixing colors very well, no worse than those excellent students.

It was at that time that Lorry discovered that he actually didn't think that magic was omnipotent from the bottom of his heart, at least not in his profession.

He also never believed that all things are determined by some laws, and that various elements can be directly formed by using magic energy to connect them... even though he has always learned very well, the halo of materialism seems to still affect him.

Even though he is learning to draw, in theory, his thinking should be more idealistic.

However, if he could really be so imaginative, how could he always be said to be full of craftsmanship and have difficulty developing on the path of art?

Even if his skills are very proficient and excellent... no matter how detailed his lines are, even the long and short lines that are repeatedly staggered and stacked can be used as examples, it is still useless.

It is even inferior to the high evaluation obtained by some people who are born romantic and have never seriously studied painting.

Lorry was not convinced at first, until he saw a painting by a so-called amateur.

Although it was just an irregular stone, a sea, or even a few flowers, the emotions that came to his face were so full.

A drop of water seemed to be full of the author's tears and sadness.

And Lorry himself, drew only a drop of water that looked crystal clear, but had no emotion at all.

You can't even see the use of any lines in other people's paintings. In fact, they are brushed out by imitating reality with large and small brushes... but it's just good.

If a painter can't integrate his emotions into his pen, then don't think about the path of an artist.

And Lorry, whether by nature or later upbringing, has formed a personality of hiding his emotions and perceptions, trying to blend into the air and reduce his sense of existence, and has long forgotten what nature is.

It's too difficult to change.

From then on, Lorry completely gave up his dream of becoming an artist and began to think about the road ahead.

Then he plunged into the path of board painting, which had a bad reputation but made money.

Although what he did was indeed a bit embarrassing for someone from the orthodox oil painting department in that early era, in the end, compared to those classmates who had been pursuing their dreams, Lorry at least supported himself quite well.

In fact, Lorry also knew that if an oil painter with good skills like him really immersed himself in the path of art for decades, living the free and easy life that an artist should have, without considering the pressure of survival, it was entirely possible that he would suddenly become enlightened and finally form a unique artistic texture.

There are countless such examples in the history of oil painting.

But the books that record these painters won't say that the reason such painters can make it to this day is because of the families that can support them in wasting their time like this.

After all, painters, whether in the East or the West, were originally the domain of the aristocratic class.

If it were a grassroots painter... Fame should come early; that is the only path for people who have no backing but still want to study art.

Don't think that some famous painters are poverty-stricken, but they were actually able to make a living by selling their paintings back then.

This alone is enough to make people with insufficient talent directly back down.

Especially in modern times, when the price of buying their paintings is almost the same as buying reproductions of famous paintings.

Therefore, the rational and cold-hearted Lowry would inevitably choose a realistic life in the end.

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He has never regretted it, even when he saw his former classmates on the Internet transform into famous painters, with a painting selling for 400,000 M gold.

He at least relies on his own hands to live upright in a competitive society. What's wrong with that?

Of course, Lowry also thought about which type of magic learning he would stumble in... Divination and Transformation magic have always been his great enemies, after all, he has always been so realistic.

But Lowry really didn't expect that the first hurdle to block him would be the making of pigments.

This should have been his strength.

Then Lowry belatedly realized... it turns out that he really loves painting.

He didn't realize this when he was a painting worker for so many years in his previous life.

As a result, after living in the new world for sixteen years, after already feeling that he could forget those days of painting, he suddenly realized.

Lowry leaned against the comfortable and wide sofa chair, watching the dappled sunlight outside passing through the shade of trees and flowers and scattering on the ground, but what he was thinking about was the moonlit night like water.

Even him, there is romance belonging to himself in his heart.

The moonlight is like water, although it is usually white, but on certain coincidental nights, it can also let the moon wear colorful neon clothes.

At this time, we look at each other but cannot hear each other, I wish to follow the moonlight and shine on you.

This sentence used to be Lowry's words of comfort to himself in the days when he left home young and never looked back, in the company of the moonlight, in one desk-bound and weary day after another.

Although it was pretending that others were saying it to him, it made him feel that he was not really alone.

Therefore, he has always had a sense of identity with the moonlight, and has collected countless beautiful scenes of moonlight.

Then, at that moment, he broke through the shackles in his heart... If the formation method of this pigment is linked to the moonlight, then there will be absolutely no problem!

Lowry suddenly stood up, pushed open the door of his laboratory, waved his hand to lock it, and then rushed into the pile on the ground... Huh? Where are the materials he piled on the ground?

Lowry blinked his eyes and raised his head as if aware of something:

When did his broom enter the laboratory?

Since Lowry upgraded this flying broom to the level of being full of energy and vitality, and even added induction runes, it has indeed become much easier to use.

It is also comfortable to sit on, and it no longer flies slower than a packhorse, so Lowry has to clamp the broom and fly himself.

Unless it is necessary to travel quickly, this broom is enough for him to patrol the territory in a few hours.

After the Montes Castle incident, Lowry's image as a noble master riding a broom has been completely established.

Those common people at the bottom who don't know much about various professions, but only know the knight, will even respectfully call him 'Broom Knight' when chatting.

Fortunately, they are not so brainless as to say it in front of Lowry.

After all, Lowry is still Baron Gezal, and they must call him by his title.

Therefore, Lowry simply let them go. Could it be that he can get angry with the common people because of this little thing?

His Majesty the King has so many nicknames, but he also pretends that he doesn't know anything.

Lowry can also do it.

But what he is most dissatisfied with is, why does this flying broom automatically regard its job as a broom, not flying?

It should just stay on the cabinet, but it has to find unclean places to tidy up and clean!

Nolzur's Marvelous Pigments

Wonderous item, very rare

These pigments, typically found in a set of 4 jars along with a brush, come in a delicate wooden box (weighing 1 pound total). They can turn what you paint on a two-dimensional surface into a three-dimensional object.

Each jar of pigment can cover 1,000 square feet, creating up to 10,000 cubic feet of nonliving matter or terrain features (such as a door, a pit, flowers, a tree, a small room, a large room, or a weapon). It takes 10 minutes to paint 100 square feet.

The object or terrain you paint becomes a real, nonmagical thing. Thus, a door painted on a wall can be opened and walked through, and a pit painted on the ground is a real pit, its interior space counting against the overall volume of objects you create.

The pigments can’t create things worth more than 25 gp. If you try to make something more valuable (such as a diamond or a gold ingot), the creation looks like the real thing, but close inspection reveals it to be made of paste, bone, or some other worthless material.

If you paint some form of energy (such as fire or lightning), the energy dissipates the instant you complete the painting, doing no harm.

A moon halo is an atmospheric optical phenomenon formed by the diffraction of moonlight through uniform ice crystals or water droplets in thin transparent clouds. The inside is blue-green, the outside is reddish-brown, and if you are lucky, you can even see colorful colors.