Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 558 Painting and Knife
"Your Highness Felia!"

When Director Scorpio's soul was disturbed by the soul coding and he fell asleep at the speed of light, a nervous questioning voice was heard from the observation tower of Military Industrial Zone No. 1, more than sixty blocks away.

"The gun barrels below number 17 have all completed their initial cooling. Do we need to start the second round of shooting immediately?"

"No need yet."

After shaking her head at the legion commander who asked the question, Filia, who was lying on the edge of the observation deck, bit her lower lip and continued to observe the situation in the No. 1 scientific research area through a telescope.

This visible worry is naturally not for someone named Li. The target of this worry can only be Prince Andre, who dotes on Filia but tried to kill her twice.

Even though Leon had made a solemn promise, he would try his best to ensure Prince Andre's survival because he was not sure whether this "copycat version" of Princess Filia could continue to maintain contact with the Watch Palace like a real royal bloodline.

But the massive bombing of more than 50,000 artillery shells still made the emerald-eyed girl feel very uneasy. She stayed in front of the military telescope, wanting to witness the situation over there with her own eyes as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

It was natural to think that Filia was worried about the "alone" Prince Lyon. After looking at her unconsciously clenched palms, the commander of the royal legion smiled with understanding, and then comforted her:
"Since Lord Lyon dared to give such an order, he must be confident of staying alive in the artillery fire. He was able to knock down our six legions within two minutes and rescue us from Atefi's control. He must be able to successfully kill that madman Andre!"

"..."

This is the problem I’m afraid of!
She turned her eyes away silently and looked back at her direct army commander. The emerald-eyed girl gave him a perfunctory smile and then replied awkwardly:
"Hmm... I hope so..."

"Don't worry, it must be true!"

Not realizing that Filia was being insincere, the commander of the royal legion saluted with his fists, and then promised with determination:
"With your expectations as support, Lord Lyon will surely be able to win the battle, kill the rebellious Prince Andre in one fell swoop, and completely save the Kingdom of Korok!"

"..."

Please, just shut up!
Princess Filia's scalp was numbed by the flags thrown by the legion commander one after another. The corners of her mouth twitched twice. She was about to turn around and say something, but she felt her eyes suddenly blurred.

At some point, a ray of warm sunlight quietly spread over the originally dark blue observation tower, breaking the originally solemn and gloomy atmosphere and making the surroundings brighter...

Wait, why is it a “stroke” of sunshine? ! ! !

Looking at the strange sunlight with brush marks on the dark blue floor tiles of the observation tower, the emerald-eyed girl and the legion commander were both stunned.

Then, it was as if a brush dipped in oil paint was wetly painting on the taut canvas, and the sunlight, which still had a few burrs, flowed softly along the direction of the brush.

When it flows to people's side, the invisible huge brush pauses slightly, and turns into some kind of soft brush or silk cloth, lightly brushing the edge of the sunlight, turning the originally slightly hard color block into a hazy blur.

After this blur spread, the sunlight, which was originally clearly separated from the human body, was naturally mixed with the color of the human body, while the edge of Filia's dress was smeared with the color of the sunlight.

"This...this is..."

This sudden change seems to take a very long time, but in fact it is very short, just a stroke, a brush, and a light touch, so short that it can only make people blink.

Before the bewildered crowd could react, the invisible giant brush, with thick and colorful paint, brushed out diagonally in the direction of the sunlight, and in the blink of an eye, the entire block was painted, turning the world into a magnificent painting. …

Finally found.

Looking at the emerald-eyed girl staring blankly at the sky on the huge canvas in front of him, Prince Andre couldn't help but chuckle.

Then he picked up the spray bottle at hand and sprayed the paint on the brush. Then he put down the spray bottle, picked up a thin and flexible wooden-handled scraper, scraped off the naturally mixed paint, and picked up the brush to paint again.

Blurring, dripping, dry brushing, carving sweeping...

Prince Andre skillfully used one technique after another, and the painting scroll that was originally "frozen" on the canvas began to flow with his brushstrokes.

On the canvas, a panic-stricken girl with green eyes was carried by a large flock of birds painted in pointillism. They flew through the sky above the entire royal capital and flew towards Area 1, which had been bombed into ruins.

The soldiers who wanted to stop her in panic were unable to rescue her in time because of the sudden collapse of the watchtower below their feet. Instead, they grabbed the eaves of the corridor in panic, then shouted angrily to the sky, watching the emerald-eyed girl go away in despair.

Come on, come quickly.

With a palette knife he lightly carved out a dark blue battlement on the canvas. After stopping the legion commander who wanted to rescue people, Prince Andrei could not help but turn sideways and look tenderly at the easel in the corner.

On the easel was the painting "Royal Dinner" which had "absorbed" Atifi. In this wonderful painting that was frozen yet flowing, almost all the characters were already in place, eagerly waiting for the banquet to begin.

The only thing missing was the little baby in the queen's arms, sucking her thumb.

The pretty baby looked innocent and cute, but compared with the other people in the painting, her emerald green eyes lacked some "spirituality". They looked a little dull and stagnant, and did not flow like the other people in the painting.

You are the only one missing, Philia.

After taking a nostalgic look at the joyous dinner, Prince Andre turned around and looked expectantly at the emerald-eyed girl who had flown to the edge of Area 1 on the huge canvas.

In the past, you have always known yourself as Atifi 01, and I have never been able to convince myself that I really regard you as my sister, and I have never been able to truly draw you.

But now it's different. Now I know that your soul is the original soul, and you should also understand that you are the real Felia.

If you were in this moment, you would definitely be able to walk into my painting and go back to that dinner party with me, with my father, mother, and others...

However, just as Prince Andrei was looking at the canvas with anticipation, waiting for the arrival of the last family member, a dusty "little black man" on the canvas suddenly threw away another "little black man" on his back, took out a knife and cut the sky on the canvas with force!
"Bah!"

With a slight sound like tearing silk, a small hole was cut in the sky of the canvas, and a small piece of silver knife tip emerged. The bird carrying the emerald-eyed girl was also cut in half by the knife that broke the sky, and fled in all directions.

Filia, who was about to reach her destination, was "intercepted" by someone at the last moment. After screaming, she fell from the sky dancing with joy.

(End of this chapter)