The knight king of the otherworldly moon

The clothes on the body were covered with paint, and their respective colors spread to the face.

If you talk about her current appearance, she really can't see the appearance of a beautiful girl.

Lucifer slowly approached A Rong, he took out a handkerchief and put it on her face and wiped it carefully.

A Rong was startled at first, then completely stunned there.

She felt like she should push him away, but subconsciously didn't want to.

Even her father had never cared for her so intimately, and a mixed feeling rose in her heart.

"Of course it does.

Hmm, that's fine.

Although painting is important, don't forget that you are also a beautiful girl."

Taking back the spent handkerchief, Lucifer took a half step back and said with a smile.

"Haha! Beautiful girls are useless, and they haven't improved my painting skills.

Beautiful girls also have to fight for life. Although I don't care if I live a good life or not, if I starve to death, I will not be able to fulfill my ideals.

So troublesome, why do humans need to eat."

Speaking of which, A Rong already had a small complaint in his words.

"Most people will starve to death if they don't eat."

"But food requires money, and money! This is the key! It also costs money to buy these tools. For these trivial things, I just give up part of my time to work.

Helpless, if you can keep painting like this, you don't have to worry about how good things are."

Ah Rong complained about the hardships of life just like he did to his friends.

If possible, she would like to stop worrying about other things besides painting.

Then keep drawing.

Looking at A Rong like this, Lucifer made a certain decision.

"I take care of you."

"what!"

"Your ideal is to keep painting and don't want to be disturbed by foreign objects.

In that case, I will take care of you."

Lucifer repeated his words once.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!!! Are you kidding me?"

This time, A Rong heard it clearly.

At the same time as she heard clearly, her brush fell directly to the ground.

After reacting, she looked sadly at the paint she just bought.

"No, I'm serious.

There are many people in this world who have to put down their brushes in order to live, not because they want to do it, but they are often forced by life.

There must be someone who...can combine life with painting, but Ah Rong is not one of them.

When I think that A Rong may become the former in the future, I will feel it is a kind of loss."

Lucifer exclaimed his thoughts.

In the past, I also had a time when A Rong was pure, just because he simply liked it, so he did it regardless of the consequences and costs.

Even if no one likes the things that are made, when you watch them come out of your hands, there will still be a heartfelt satisfaction in your heart.

That's fine.

Just that is enough.

Live for what you love.

I used to think like this, but in the end, I still couldn't resist the curse of reality, and the pen that I once put down can no longer be picked up.

The hand that has forgotten the original intention can no longer act as before, and finally, the stage with only one person finally came to an end.

When I saw this girl again... who was similar to my former self, the hidden feelings in my heart were awakened.

Whether A Rong will become the former self, I am not sure, but at least I don't want to see her become that way.

"But......"

"I can't imagine how A Rong will have to put down his brush in the future, and I can't imagine it.

If that's the case, I'll take care of you."

Lucifer stretched out his hand and made an invitation to A Rong.

A Rong looked at Lucifer quietly, she saw something similar to herself in his eyes.

She remembered the time she had been wandering with her father since she left Jidong. At that time, she felt that she could go anywhere, but after thinking about it, she found that she couldn't stay anywhere.

One approached, and all she had left was the paintbrush in her hand.

"I...still can't do it.

Although I understand that Lucille is not malicious, I am worried that if I really stay by your side, I will lose the inspiration for painting.

The so-called painters must constantly sharpen their skills, otherwise they may lose the initial enthusiasm in their hearts.

However, your words also moved my heart.

Well, that's it, the next competition.

If I win, you have to increase the amount of gold you give me.

If I lose, if I lose, take care of me."

Between the words, A Rong smiled and looked at Lucifer.

She wanted to stay, but she didn't want to stay, such a contradictory mood made her subconsciously throw her choice to something called fate.

She can also comfort herself, that way, no matter what...

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose.

If you really lose, there is nothing you can do.

"A Rong, you will make me do it very well."

"Do you think I'll lose?"

"If you ask me, I can give you the answer now.

If it's for you, I hope you can win Arong.

But if it's for myself, I hope you lose too."

Between the words, Lucifer gave two different reasons.

"so complicated."

"Well, everyone has their own selfishness, and so do I.

OK, I promise you.

If you win, I will give you worry-free wealth for the rest of your life.

Even traveling around the world is no problem."

Speaking of which, Lucifer also made a decision.

"Well, if I lose, then I'll be your one-person painter.

That `s a deal."

A Rong smiled and said the promise.

"By the way, where's my painting?"

Packing up his mood, Lucifer finally got to the point.

A Rong's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"That...Actually, I haven't finished drawing yet..."

"Alas! Leave it to me during the competition."

After that, Lucifer left here directly.

no.450 special guard

The former royal city of France, now renamed Paris, is about to hold a grand art conference at this moment.

This conference organized by the King of Knights not only invited famous artists from various countries, but also officials and well-known critics from various countries.

The conference opened three days later and lasted five days.

During this period, a total of five categories of art competitions will be held, and the champion will be selected.

The champion will be rewarded by Lucifer himself.

All divisions are grouped together and divided into five 55 divisions.

For this reason, this once-quiet city ushered in its second awakening.

During this time, a lot of people came here, and they injected vitality into the city.

And during this time, the safety issues here will be ruled by the Knights of the Round Table Argo Specification.

In the gorgeous and elegant hall, A Rong was looking at Lucifer with a dumbfounded expression.

"I have long thought that your identity is not simple, but... is the King of Knights too much?

Can I cancel the previous agreement now?"

A Rong is feeling a lot of pressure now.

But no matter who it is, when he finds that his ordinary friend suddenly becomes a king, he will probably feel this way.

She kept saying to herself that it was not her own problem and that she had no pressure.

But the more you say that, the more pressure you get.

"what do you say"

Lucifer looked at A Rong with interest and said.

"It seems impossible."

"If you're really scared, just try to fly.

The stage is ready, it's... time for you to show yourself."

Between the words, Lucifer said a certain way to make her fly away.

As long as the agreement is fulfilled, she can leave.

Originally, A Rong thought so too, but suddenly, she found another blind spot.

Lucifer is the organizer of the competition and theoretically can control the competition.

What if he is a black whistle, then he is not a loser! Thinking of this, A Rong is even more nervous.

"I try my best."

At this time, A Rong can only constantly comfort himself, the other party is the king of knights, and he has the spirit of chivalry.

Will not use such despicable tactics.

But at the end of the day, she herself was not confident.

"Try it's not like the confident Ah Rong he used to be."

Lucifer looked at her with a smile and said.

Not surprisingly, she should be worried about whether she will deliberately do something outside the competition.

But..." No matter who it is, there will be pressure.