I! Cleaner!

He knows! He already knows!

Although she had some premonitions in her heart, Artife 00 couldn't help but tremble after hearing Andre casually reveal the truth that she tried so hard to hide.

Looking at Prince Andrei who was concentrating on the oil painting in front of him without even looking at him, Atife00 was silent for a while, suppressed his violently beating heart, and asked as calmly as possible:

"What happened back then...when did you know about it?"

After hearing Atifi 00's inquiry, Prince Andre couldn't help but falter slightly with the brush in his hand, and placed a variegated stain on the hem of Atife 00's clothes in the oil painting.

"Not early or late, just after I killed my father."

After picking up the scraper next to him and shoveling off the colorful stains on the hem of Atifi 00's skirt, Prince Andre dipped the paint in and repainted it, while saying with a somewhat lonely expression:

"As you said before, my 'talent' is on par with Filia's, but what's different from her is that my talent lies in art, and to put it bluntly, artistic talent is nothing more than better insight. , and a heart that is far more sensitive than ordinary people.

After my father heard the reason why I attacked him, his face did not show anger or hatred towards me, but was filled with sadness and self-blame. I already knew that the truth of that incident must not be what I thought. That way. "

After repairing the clerical error just now, Prince Andre looked at the heroic middle-aged man with a serious face in the center of the canvas. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently touched the face of King Fein on the painting. Then he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"A person who would sacrifice his daughter for power and go against the nature of parents to dedicate themselves to their children must be extremely selfish. Even if such a person is wrong, he will only try to shirk the blame and try to entrust others. He will not be like him Performance.

Unfortunately, because of what happened back then, every time I see my father in these years, all I can think of is Philiya's face, which is crying in pain and asking how long it will take for the operation to be over. There is no room for any unnecessary thoughts.

And when I discovered all this and understood that things were not what I thought, and that my father and mother seemed to have their own difficulties, my hands were already stained with blood, and I was no longer qualified to look back... Aunt Atifi. "

When he said this, Prince Andre suddenly raised his head, called Atifi00, and then asked warmly:

"I've already painted your portrait, come here and see if it looks like it?"

"I still can't pass..."

Looking at Andre's increasingly gentle face, a certain instinct to avoid danger that was still not completely lost even after being converted into an omnium core began to frantically warn Atife 00 again.

Facing Prince Andre's invitation, she shook her head without hesitation:

"I've seen your painting skills before. Even without looking at you, I know that you must be exactly the same as me."

"It's better to come and take a look."

Two gem scepters, one long and one short, appeared in Andre's hands at some point. After smiling at Atifi00, whose expression suddenly tightened, Prince Andre said with a smile:

"Aunt Atifi, you don't want me to force you to shut down just because of something as trivial as taking a look at my paintings, right?"

"..."

Although the instinct in her heart kept warning, facing the threat of being completely shut down, Atife00 gritted her teeth and walked over. She stood beside Prince Andre and looked at the old canvas on the easel. .

What is painted on this canvas is probably a scene from a royal dinner.

In the garden at the back of the palace that has been abandoned for many years, one after another familiar-looking royal family members are surrounding King Fenn and his wife and two adult princes, sitting on the ground on the open platform in the back. .

On the green lawn in front, a dozen underage children were chasing and playing together, fighting for a painted golden ball. The head of the child seemed to be the young Andre. .

Looking at the joyful and peaceful painting in front of him, and the self wearing thick glasses in the corner of the picture, holding a brain model for a comparison test, and still copying something in his hand, Atife 00 couldn't help but feel... After feeling a little calmer, he said with nostalgia:

"Is this the time on Philia's first birthday when Finn invited his tribe and his friends to bring their children to the palace for a banquet?"

"Um."

After looking at the pink baby with emerald green eyes held in the Queen's hands, and looking at the Queen who was chasing the ball with her friends and running carefree on the grass, Prince Andre put down his paintbrush and scepter, With warm eyes he said:

"That was the happiest day in my life. Unfortunately, it would be great if time could stop flowing and stay on that day forever... Aunt Atifi, what do you think?"

"..."

Seeing Andre's increasingly gentle expression, Atifi 00 couldn't help but hold her breath subconsciously, then nodded in agreement and said:

"Those days were really good and very nostalgic."

"That's really nice of you to think so."

After smiling at Atifi 00, Prince Andre grabbed her arm. Then, with Atife's surprised expression, he grabbed her hand and pressed it hard against the canvas, pressing it against the girl who hadn't done it yet. The body of 'Atifei' is revealed.

"Aunt Atifi, I hope you have a happy life."

"?!!!"

After hearing Prince Andre's strange wish, Atefi was startled, but before she could ask, Atefi on the cloth suddenly twisted.

In Atefi's horrified expression, the colorful paints broke away from the old canvas, climbed up along her fingers, and quickly covered her whole body.

She only felt her left hand sink slightly, holding a somewhat old brain model, and the fingertips of her right hand pinched a feather pen, and the world in front of her was slightly blurred, and a pair of thick bottle-bottom glasses were abruptly but harmoniously placed on her nose.

"Andre?!!!"

"Don't worry, Aunt Atefi, nothing will happen."

Looking at Atefi, whose body was covered with colorful oil paints and whose body, clothes, and facial features were constantly approaching the one in his memory, Prince Andre nodded with satisfaction, and then responded in a gentle voice:

"You go over and wait for a while, Filia and I will be there later, and no one will be missing."

"You...you..."

"Look, the banquet has already started."

Pointing to the lively dinner party that had started at some point, with people chatting and laughing, Andre said softly:

"Aunt Atefi, my father and the others have been waiting for you for many years, don't wait any longer, they are waving at you!"

As Andre spoke, the last piece of paint covered Atefi00's frightened face completely. When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was no longer the original secret room, but the banquet where the host and the guests had a great time many years ago.

King Finn, who had been dead for many years, was frowning at her, who was holding the brain model and notebook, with a lot of ink and coffee stains on her sleeves, showing a helpless and doting expression.

"Atifi!"

After calling her, King Finn, who was sitting on the ground, waved to her and said with some complaints:

"Can't you put down those research occasionally? Even to attend the big brother's banquet?"

"..."

Looking at his sister standing there in a daze, King Finn frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong? Why don't you talk?"

"I... I'm very busy! The development of soul coding has reached a critical moment. If you didn't insist on dragging me, I wouldn't come!"

After a few seconds of delay, Atifi 00 couldn't help showing the same helpless expression on his face, and complained with a headache:

"Just this time, don't call me next time!"