I became the king of villains in the game

Noah bowed his head, walked into the living room from the door, scratched his head and greeted Chen Lun.

The hound Frieda barked at the "giant" a few times, but was stopped by Huggins.

"I'm sure you'll come around this time."

Chen Lun laughed.

"You really know fate well..."

Noah put down the tool bag in his hand, patted the snowflake on his shoulder, and smiled.

Lambert and Huggins next to him agreed with this sentence very much.

"It's just simple judgment, the time it takes to get here from next door."

Chen Lun shrugged.

Everyone laughed.

"You two know each other?"

Lambert said.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Lambert... We are members of a team. You can continue to look for us if you need entrustment in the future."

Chen Lun took the opportunity to take out two business cards and handed them to them.

Mr. Lambert looked up and saw that it said "Circus General Office", and the small print indicated that he was undertaking various commissions, such as painting, divination, pet training, security escort and so on.

"Since you are from the same firm, you must have a very high level... We have already seen Mr. Jack's divination methods, which are really amazing!"

Huggins looked at the business card and complimented Noah.

He originally wanted to paint a portrait of himself, but now he suddenly changed his mind.

"Mr. Noah, I would like to change the entrustment. Of course, the entrustment fee will increase accordingly."

Huggins said.

He took Rambo's arm, touched Frieda's head again, and smiled at Noah:

"Please help us draw a family oil painting in the same frame, please."

"No problem, Mr Huggins."

Noah skillfully unzipped the tool bag, took out the easel, put it in order, and covered it with canvas.

Huggins and Rambo sat in front, leaning close to each other, and the hound Frieda squatted obediently between them.

It's just that its eyes turned towards Chen Lun from time to time, being attracted uncontrollably.

"Mr. Noah, can you please draw me a little...well, a little more beautiful when you create?"

Huggins was a little embarrassed and laughed a few times.

Noah was a little surprised, but nodded seriously.

"of course can."

"Thank you."

Huggins let out a sigh, flashing a broad smile.

Chen Lun glanced at them and sighed secretly.

If Huggins can become a superman of the [Stars Faction], it seems that many problems can be solved, but this is not realistic.

Leaving aside the fact that there is a certain threshold for stepping into the mysterious field, even if you really become a transcendent, it is not easy to be promoted to [Sequence 6-Witch].

Moreover, the mysterious field is full of dangers and treachery... Sometimes, being an ordinary person may be the best choice.

Chen Lun did not stay there to disturb Noah's painting, but left the living room silently and came to the corridor.

He found many paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor.

'Rumbaugh and Hudgens are also inner-city dignitaries who generally like to collect this kind of art...'

Chen Lun thought to himself.

Walking and watching, with the light from the ceiling, admiring these valuable paintings.

suddenly.

Chen Lun stopped in his tracks and was attracted by one of the paintings.

It was a long scroll of oil paintings that seemed to depict a silent dinner party.

Seven men and women who couldn't see their faces clearly were dining around a dining table.

Chen Lun stared at the painting with a surprised expression, and silently read the name of the corner of the oil painting in his heart——

"The Banquet of the Seven Gods"

Written by Clarenceau.

Below the inscription, there is also a seal, marked with the word "copying".

'Clarenzo...'

This name is very familiar, and Chen Lun suddenly remembered that when he met the Silver Dragon Witch, this Crown Prince had told him about himself, so he could go and learn about the deeds of "Clarenzo".

Was it drawn by this person?

The seven men and women holding the dinner party on the oil painting are obviously the seven righteous gods...

"Father Lie" sitting in the center, on both sides are "Grandma Moonlight" holding a bowl and taking soup, "Queen Brilliant" meditating on her chin, and "Lady Rose" and "Mud Man" talking in a low voice on the left, On the right is the "Eternal Sleeper" who is sleeping on the chair and "Mr. Jingyao" who is drinking silently.

'Why is this kind of mystical oil painting in a mortal family...? '

Chen Lun frowned.

'And it's too dangerous, it's a painting involving gods! '

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Chapter 149 Good Night, Lovely Model

bang.

The iron gate to the courtyard outside the apartment was slowly closed.

After Chen Lun and Noah came out, they got into the carriage and planned to go back.

in the carriage.

Chen Lun held the painting "The Banquet of the Seven Gods" and placed it on his lap, looking carefully.

Before leaving the apartment, he questioned Mr. Lambert and learned about the painting's origin.

It turned out that two months ago, while shopping as usual, Lambert and Huggins met a blond bard on the side of the road and were attracted by his singing.

Although the story told by the other party sounds exaggerated, it seems that all bards have this problem, and the two of them don't care much.

This painting was bought for 15 gold pounds under the strong promotion of the bard.The style and content of the oil painting are relatively solemn, and it does not seem to be blasphemous, so Mr. Langbo put it in his collection with confidence.

After Chen Lun made an inquiry, Mr. Langbo mistakenly thought that he had taken a fancy to the painting, so he was considerate and generous, and directly gave the painting to him.

This made Chen Lun very embarrassed.

But in fact, before he left, he euphemistically expressed a meaning, that is, there may be some hidden dangers in this oil painting, and it is not recommended for Mr. Langbo to keep it.

Lambert and Huggins seemed to understand, but because of their trust in Mr. Jack, they didn't think much about it.

Chen Lun didn't want them to feel that he was deliberately taking advantage, so he proposed to exchange the commission for the painting, but in the end he failed to convince Lambert and Huggins, and the proposal was invalidated.

"Although the oil painting did not blaspheme the seven righteous gods, the picture of them gathering together for a dinner party is really weird..."

Chen Lun leaned on the leather seat and lowered his head in thought.

"Noah, have you seen this painting?"

He looked up at Noah and asked.

Noah frowned slightly and thought for a while.

"It seems that I saw something similar when I was a child, but I can't remember the specific content of the painting... It's just that the author of this oil painting, I have some impression."

"Oh? Let's talk about it."

Chen Lun sat up straight and said curiously.

"Clarenso was born in an ordinary family. His father was a painter. He learned mural painting from his father since he was a child... Although his talent is not good, he is better than hardworking... He is especially good at painting portraits. Later, he learned oil paint from famous teachers and traveled around. years of fame."

Noah spoke slowly.

"But later, he left the Cuisul Empire and went to the extreme north... I heard that he settled in the kingdom of Byron, and eventually served as a court painter."

Chen Lun nodded silently, and had a basic understanding of this person's deeds.

But from these alone, he still failed to guess the hidden meaning of the witch's crown.Behind Clarenso's deeds, there must be more unknown secrets.

He cautiously put the oil painting into the blood poem ring.

At this time, Noah opened the curtains of the car at will, and suddenly saw something, and stopped the driver.

"what happened?"

Chen Lun asked aloud.

Noah smiled shyly, shook his head, took his tool bag, and went straight out of the car.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jack, wait for me a moment."

Chen Lun looked at the back of him struggling to get out of the car, and opened the curtain in silence.

Under the faint light of the street lamp, there was a thin figure curled up in the corner of the wall.The snowflakes falling from the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and they have accumulated a thick layer on the streets and houses.

Noah's huge back slowly walked towards the thin and thin person in the corner.

Chen Lun thought for a while, and then got out of the carriage.

After he stepped on the snow and approached slowly, he found that Noah was sitting in the heavy snow, drawing the figure with an easel.

Crouching in the corner is a little blond girl, her eyes have already been closed, she seems to be asleep.

Beside her was a basket full of brand new matchboxes.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon..."

On Noah's drawing board, a fireplace appeared. Under the fiery red light, there was a family sitting around the dining table eating.The little girl lit a match and lit a candle on the birthday cake in front of her.

Everyone is smiling, a warm and harmonious.

wow wow...

Behind Noah's head, a round of phantoms in the gallery appeared, and five paintings were drawn to Doderick's "Silence of the Empire", allowing him to temporarily possess the power of [Moon Faction Sequence 7-Requiem Master].

Chen Lun's eyes froze.

His insight has now reached the level of being able to observe the spirit world, and he naturally saw an illusory figure sitting on the ground in front of Noah.

It looked like the little girl, she was sitting quietly, looking up at Noah.

"Is it your birthday today...then I wish you a happy birthday, hey."

Noah's hands moved extremely quickly, and he spoke softly in his mouth.

"Um...um...yes, the epidemic broke out, and many small factories have closed down recently, and your father is just one of the many misfortunes. It doesn't matter, you will get better after a night of sleep..."

At this time, several carriages passed by in a hurry, and the coachman glanced at Noah, his eyes were full of puzzlement and vigilance.

On this snowy day, someone was drawing pictures on a dead body and talking to himself, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed mentally abnormal.

Chen Lun stood aside silently, without looking at those people more.

The sky and the earth are white, and the world is white.

It seems that Noah is the only color under the night.

"Go to sleep..."

Noah suddenly spoke.

He stopped his brush and got up slowly.

The painting is complete and the phantom of the little girl disappears.