Pastor's Tantra

At the same time, Aiwass took Isabel, who was disguised as Yulia, and found Yanis easily.

Because Yanis didn't hide at all.

She was sitting on the largest clock tower in the Red Queen District, overlooking the entire glass island, and painting slowly, stroke by stroke. If your eyesight is good enough, you can see her presence by raising your eyes.

Although the fifth-level experts are usually not visible to the world, "Master Yanis" is an exception. Her popularity on the Glass Island is not bad. After all, she is a world-renowned top artist and the organizer and editor-in-chief of "Glass Steps Newspaper". She has a relatively wide social circle.

In an upper-class area like the Red Queen, where there are priests, businessmen, and scholars, there are not many people who can recognize Yanis at just one glance. Naturally, no one will bother her.

Aiwass does not have the ability to fly, but Isabel is different.

As an "all-rounder", she painted in the void with her fingers while softly singing lively ballads that made the two bodies lighter. In the blink of an eye, Aiwass was painted with a pair of illusory wings.

They were two pink wings that looked like butterfly wings, with only outlines. It looks like a circle of light, with particles escaping outward. And Aiwass immediately understood how this thing should be used.

——There is no principle at all, and it makes no sense.

Just because it was painted with wings, it was natural that it could fly.

Aiwass hugged Isabel from behind and flew up with a big jump.

That gesture was more like floating than flying - like jumping with full force on the moon, floating directly to the top of the tall bell tower.

Isabel in the form of Yulia is really small and light, and Aiwass holds her like a kitten. She let out an exclamation of joy and fear as if she were riding a jumping machine, and reached out to grab Aiwass's collar and cuffs.

When Aiwass landed, the illusory wings behind him also turned into light powder and disappeared.

Yanis just glanced at it and immediately recognized Isabel's disguise.

She chuckled and laughed: "How did you think of this idiot pretending to be a disguise, little Isa? It's so cute..."

"...Is there something that hasn't changed for me, teacher?"

In the pink brilliance, Isabel changed back.

She was a little shy and asked seriously: "I should be exactly the same as Yulia..."

"It's like realism painting. Newcomers with a little knowledge will always make this mistake at a certain period, thinking that what they paint is similar enough. People who don't know how to paint will exclaim at a glance, 'It really looks like it.' ', but I can vaguely feel a stiffness that comes from nowhere.

"I won't mention such empty words as 'no soul', 'no emotion', 'lack of tension'. In my opinion, this is very simple - what you draw is not similar enough, and what you observe is not complete enough. At the same time, you used too much force."

Yanis smiled and pointed to the drawing board in front of her: "What did you see?"

Aiwass and Isabel looked at each other intently.

At Yannis's level, she could quickly draw a moving magic painting.

But now Yanis is just painting slowly.

It's like a newcomer who has just started painting... I have been sitting here for most of the day, but there are still only outlines and structures on the drawing paper, lacking a lot of details.

But even so, Isabel could still tell at a glance—it was the glass island that Yannis painted.

But it is not the current Glass Island, but the Glass Island sixty years ago.

——She saw the past through the present.

Almost all the houses have only shallow outlines, and no one has a painted head.

But Isabel could tell at just a glance that this was a glass island but not the current glass island, and she could even feel the mood of the passers-by.

Obviously Yanis didn't draw the sun at all, but Isabel could still tell that it was probably a cool autumn afternoon.

“Only when you truly grasp the whole can you omit and modify.”

Yanis said leisurely: "You drew everything you saw and remembered, and made a perfect reproduction. But are those you observed really everything?

“——Are you seeing Yulia’s appearance, or her inner self?

"You remember her appearance, but do you remember the shape and softness of her earlobes? You remember her hairstyle, but what about her ears and the back of her neck that are blocked by her hair?

"You saw her figure and remembered her height and body shape, but you didn't see her inner bones. You didn't observe that her leg muscles had atrophied due to long-term lack of nutrition and exercise. When she stood, That posture actually takes advantage of the lack of strength in the legs.

"You didn't notice that her smile was actually a distant and polite smile, and you didn't notice the rational, scrutinizing gaze when she looked at people. You noticed her feelings for Aiwass. Do you know why she concentrates on learning alchemy? Do you know what she likes, do you know why she likes those things? "

Yanis turned around and spoke in a calm and serious tone: "Little Isa... Her Majesty the Queen of Avalon. I will give you the last lesson.

“Art is the concentrated expression of beauty, but its essence is nothingness.

"Art comes from reality, from matter, and from the beauty of life that exists everywhere in the world. The beauty of art itself is virtual. It comes from abstract consciousness, containing modifications and lies.

"The essence of beauty is a mirror image. It is infinitely close to reality, but it is not a copy of reality. Because fake things are fake and can never become true. No matter how realistic it is, it is always 'realistic'.

"I ask you again, little Isa—what is the way to beauty?"

"...Yes, aesthetics?"

Isabel replied tentatively.

Hearing this answer, Yanis smiled with satisfaction.

Because this is the answer that Yannis taught Isabel when she first met her. It is Yannis’ true mantle.

"That's it. If you want to reach beauty, you must discover beauty. If you want to discover beauty, you need aesthetics. Observation is the ability to discover beauty. From this point of view... every painter is a detective. He must always discover those of others. Undiscoverable details.”

As Yanis spoke, she opened her hand like magic, and a bouquet of fresh Dettol white roses appeared from her hand.

She smiled and waved the flower in Aiwass, and then handed it to Isabel.

Isabel caught the flower with both hands and looked at it hard. But she stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't see the flaw. She could only praise: "Teacher is so amazing, I can't see any flaw in it..."

"Because it's true."

Yanis said with a smile: “These are the flowers I bought for Sophia this morning.

"——True can't be fake, and fake can't be true. Do you understand better now, little Isa?"

"...I seem to understand a little bit, but not very well."

Isabel answered honestly.

But Yanis just smiled: "You just don't understand. Beauty is the crystallization of life, and your future is still long."

She said, sighing softly.

Yanis looked up at the sun, as if looking at someone, with warm and bright eyes.

And Isabel suddenly felt something: "Teacher...don't you plan to watch your grandmother's funeral?"

"No more watching."

Yanis smiled softly and winked at Isabel like a young girl: "As long as she doesn't say a final farewell, she won't leave forever, right?

"My old friend must still be somewhere. One day, I can see her again. Maybe in the material world, maybe in the dream world.

"And before that...my wandering, never-ending journey will begin again."

She whispered, the dim yellow in her pupils flashed: "Before that, I have to paint a good picture for her.

"This is a promise that was made when we first met, but was never fulfilled."

But soon, it was replaced by bright yellow, which represents balance.

She sighed and put down the half-finished painting. Throw away the paintbrush in your hand.

After taking off his hand, the brush turned into dots of color and disappeared into the void.

The moment she let go of the pen, the painting enriched the details and became complete on its own, like a blooming flower.

Aiwass, who remained silent on the side, suddenly reacted when he saw this scene——

Rather than saying that Yanis was drawing with a pen, it would be better to say that she was trying her best to restrain the pen in her hand and draw those things as slowly as possible.

At her level, she no longer needs pens and paints to paint.

And if she finished this last painting, it would be time for her to leave Avalon.

She obviously didn't want to leave the glass island or say goodbye to her old friends... so she sat here alone, painting the unfinished painting sixty years ago.

Although Sophia has passed away for a week...but the death of a friend is like a mellow wine, and it is only now that the stamina surges up, turning into sadness and nostalgia as light as rain.

——But now, Yanis finally defeated the dusk desire in her heart and chose to let it go.

Isabel obviously didn't think so much.

She just opened her eyes wide and looked at the miraculous scene in wonder.

It's like spring has arrived and flowers are blooming. The seasons in the scroll changed from autumn to winter and then to spring.

The flowers are blooming and everything becomes so beautiful.

After the painting turned into spring, the details of the faceless passers-by on the street gradually became richer and more detailed.

As if a world had been created out of nothing - another girl who was 70% similar to Isabel gradually appeared on the scroll.

She stands under the bell tower, which is the most conspicuous place in the painting.

The girl's eyes are bright and clear, her hands are clasped behind her hands lively, and she has a bright smile on her face.

Finally, the image of Yannis was sketched. Except that her temperament back then was more ethereal and indifferent, she looked almost the same as Yanis now.

She was standing in the direction where Sophia looked back when she was young, holding the drawing board on her back, turning her head slightly and looking sideways at the bell tower and beyond the scroll.

Just like sixty years ago, someone was standing on this clock tower and saw Sophia dragging Yanis shopping below.

Naturally, Sophia never took Yanis shopping with her back then.

Not long after she appeared at Yannis's painting exhibition, she was captured by people from the Palace of Silver and Tin.

They later became friends, but they really didn't have the opportunity to go shopping so leisurely. Because Sophia is always busy and always worrying about others. And as a queen, she doesn't have that opportunity to hang around.

When she was really free, she was already very old and could only sit on the bed and knit sweaters for her juniors.

But this painting looks so real, as if such an event really happened.

"I gave this painting to you, just think of it as..."

Yanis took off the solidified painting from the drawing board and handed it to Aiwass.

She looked at Aiwass and Isabel and suddenly laughed: "Well, just think of it as a [gift] for you. I originally wanted to leave quietly, but who told you to find me? It's also my fault that I drew too much Slow... too slow, too slow.

"Life is short, cherish it."

As she spoke, she casually reached out and touched Isabel's face.

It was as if she were describing something - Isabel was "painted" by her, and with just two gentle touches, Isabel completely transformed into Yulia.

Even Aiwass had a hard time telling the difference between this "Yulia" and the real Yulia.

"Study hard. There's still a long way to go."

Yanis smiled and put her drawing board back on her back.

She turned around and waved casually. On the last day of the year, when thousands of families were reunited, she chose to leave alone and in style.

No goodbye.

Travelers who wander the world never say goodbye.

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