Chapter: 528
“That’s it! Young Lady! A bit more coyly! Hwaaaang! Inspiration is overflowing!”
Even while leaking copious amounts of blood from his nose, the perverted apostle didn’t stop painting. It looked like we could bet on which would finish first: the completion of his painting or him passing out from anemia.
Ugh, this is exactly why I didn’t want to get caught by the perverted apostle. It was all too predictable that it would come to this.
Moreover, the situation was worse than before.
The last time I allowed the perverted apostle to paint, the only audience was the sloppy fox, but now everyone on Academy Street had turned into an audience!
Hwaang. Why are there so many people today? It’s vacation time; they should be going home quickly!
Why did you bring your attendants to pack up and then create a wall of people like you’re possessed by something!?
[Think from a different perspective. Don’t you think you’d feel curious if you were them?]
‘What’s so special about a cute girl in a pretty dress posing? Is everyone in this world a pedo pervert?!’
[That’s a bit of an understatement…]
‘What’s this?! Did that grandpa sloppy fox hide a more insidious intention than creepy thoughts?! That’s disgusting! I’m gonna start swinging my mace with gloves on!’
The grandpa I had trusted and fought alongside was worse than a sloppy fox!
Damn! I should have suspected something when I started receiving the sloppy Lord Jushin’s favor!
[Isn't that a rather insulting statement?!]
‘But!’
[And also! Look around you, whether it’s you or not! Can you ignore what’s right in front of your eyes?!]
Listening to my grandpa, I subtly moved my eyes to survey my surroundings. It goes without saying that the perverted apostle in front of me caught my attention.
“…Is that the apostle of the Arts Church?”
“Isn’t that handsome guy rare?”
“Well, he’s supposed to be a gentleman; he wouldn’t make that kind of face.”
It felt like a scene from a movie depicting a mad artist as the drop-dead gorgeous man, who, despite blood streaming from his nose, smirked as he moved his brush.
Some of the women who were horrified at the sight of the perverted apostle couldn’t hide their joy, even using both hands to cover their mouths.
“The Saintess remains graceful even in such a chaotic situation.”
“She appears more noble next to the apostle of the Arts Church.”
“How fortunate we are that such a person is the Saintess of the Jushin Church.”
And right behind this perverted apostle was Phoebe, holding her ground.
The moment she was told that a picture focusing on me was being painted, her eyes lit up, and she naturally followed behind the perverted apostle.
Of course, she was just observing and not doing anything, but her very presence stood out.
Wait, if you look closely, she’s shivering. It feels like she’s trying to suppress her instincts with logic. Is what the perverted apostle is drawing really that incredible?
…Huh? What’s this divine aura coming from Phoebe?
Why is her divine aura directed towards the perverted apostle?
Ahhh! That’s why he hasn’t collapsed! Phoebe was healing him right next to him!
Phoebe! You too betrayed me!
“Wow. This is something else. The painting contained in the accessory is on a different level. It feels like Lucy is alive and moving within it.”
And Benedict beside her was marveling at the painting.
Damn! I should have guessed when he said he’d give me the original of the painting that he’d been bribed!
Shouldn’t I be stopping that perverted guy from doing something weird while painting!?
You’re still calling yourself my father after this?! Protect your daughter!
The current situation was so bewildering that amidst pouring insults at everyone, I suddenly felt a strange sense of energy running down my spine.
Jolting my shoulders, I subtly turned my head in response to the sense of crisis.
And I locked eyes with the sloppy fox, who was holding onto a chimney on the roof of a building, looking so pitiful it’s even hard to call it a beast.
Yeah. I thought that stupid animal was unusually quiet today.
When I filled my eyes with the genuine hatred rising within me, the sloppy fox froze briefly, then seemed to melt away before rolling backward.
The powerless body of the sloppy fox rolled off the roof and crashed onto the ground.
Though the noise was quite loud during that process, the gazes of the people didn’t seem to waver from this side.
No matter how I think about it, this world is messed up.
I had slowly begun to suspect the author, Lord Jushin, was a downright shoddy pedo pervert since the beginning, but I never imagined ordinary people would end up like this.
Is that pathetic idiot Agra really a dark knight trying to overturn this twisted world?
…No. I might just be rambling because I’m out of my mind, but this is just too disgusting.
I can’t accept elevating that pathetic loser to the title of God!
“What’s all this commotion? It’s Lucy Allen, right?”
“Whoa! Lucy is super pretty.”
“That guy is usually okay when he keeps his mouth shut. But it’s a problem when he talks.”
Following the familiar voices, I turned my head to see Arthur and Frey chatting amiably and let out a silent scream.
Hwaang!
When will this painting be finished!
How long am I supposed to stay here doing this!?
That perverted guy is moving his hands non-stop, yet there’s no sign of the picture being completed!
Honestly, tell me! Are you just messing around!?
You just want to see me in this ridiculous state and laugh sinisterly, right!?
Right?
*
“What is everyone doing here? Why are they gathering for something as mundane as painting?”
Inuki, the poster child for an old man, grumbled as he looked at the wall of people, causing his nearby student to chuckle.
“They’re not ordinary folks. The one painting is an apostle of the Arts Church, and the model for the painting is the Young Lady of the Allen Family, who has recently elevated her fame with the church’s accessories.”
The beauty of Lucy Allen had long been famous in the realms of legend.
Even during the time she was acting like a wild child, none could deny her cuteness and beauty.
However, the discussions around Lucy’s beauty often came only from nobles who had laid their eyes on her. Those who took a step back thought her beauty was exaggerated.
Even if someone painted a portrait for her, they would just sneer, asking where such a person could possibly be.
But recently, situations had changed. The apostle of the Arts Church, Prete, well-recognized not just in the kingdom but many other countries, had begun talking about Lucy’s beauty daily.
He, having been chosen by the goddess, made a fuss about her beauty as if she were the goddess incarnate, piquing the curiosity of many.
Stories of the accessories featuring Lucy’s artwork spread quickly, influenced by this reason.
Curious onlookers ardently grabbed those accessories to view the church’s paintings, and after seeing the effects of those accessories, began to testify aloud, leading to a shortage of the church’s goods.
Recently, even those in high society who were unfriendly towards Lucy began purchasing accessories to follow the trend.
In such circumstances, it was absurd for a crowd not to gather when the apostle of the Arts Church began painting Lucy.
No, to be honest, the behaviors of the people seen now could hardly even be called madness.
The Saintess of the Jushin Church. The apostle of the Arts Church. And that monster, Benedict Allen.
With these three present, how could the people maintaining order possibly fall into madness?
“If it had been a bit more of a riot, I might have found a way to intervene, but as it stands, there’s no way to infiltrate.”
“Really…”
Inuki, narrowing his eyes at his disappointed student, turned his gaze from the crowd.
In his line of sight, he spotted a woman climbing up a wall.
Huh? She doesn’t look ordinary at first glance. Why is she climbing a wall in an alley?
Noticing the extraordinary aura coming from her, Inuki followed her figure with his eyes. She’s gone up to the roof.
And then…
Ah! Is she here to see the Young Lady Allen too?
Remarkable. I thought her beauty was considerable, but to attract such an extraordinary being…
“Huh?”
Seeing the woman melting into laughter while hugging the chimney tightly, Inuki blinked rapidly and hurriedly shifted his gaze elsewhere.
Could it really be that the beauty of the Young Lady Allen is enough to melt even such a being?
Am I the only one in this place who is unaware of this?
Having genuinely begun to doubt himself, Inuki resolved to see and judge for himself.
“Student, keep your mouth shut tightly.”
“Yes? Master. Oof—Hwaaaak?!”
Grasping his student by the scruff of the neck, Inuki lunged upward without using any footholds and landed on the roof.
Then, leaving his stunned student behind, he turned his head towards Lucy, surrounded by masses.
“…Indeed.”
After losing his words for a few seconds, he thought he could faintly understand the enthusiasm of the others.
Lucy, with a playful smile passing by lay a bridge over waters, truly was charming.
Roughly around a year ago, she reminded him of the fairy queen’s dance he had seen in a dream.
“I’ll need to change my words.”
I’m canceling my plan to create armor to suit the preferences of the Allen Young Lady.
How could I ignore the inspiration that just streaked through my mind and still call myself a blacksmith?!
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