Chapter 28 Painter Sequence

Author: Yuluo Evening Bell

Chapter 28 Painter Sequence

"It seems there are still many things waiting for me to discover..." Xia Mingwei glanced at the manual, and the historical events that followed were basically abbreviated.

"A guest is coming." Aarons said suddenly.

Xia Mingwei moved his eyes, and the sliding door of the box was opened. A girl with a drawing board in her hand suddenly came into view. She had light white shoulder-length hair, clear facial features, and ice-blue eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. She was wearing a

A set of light blue pleated skirt.

The white-haired girl looked at Allens, then turned to look at Xia Mingwei twice, then sat next to Allens, picked up the brush and painted on the paper.

"Who is she?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"My name is Iren, from Greece." The white-haired girl spoke fluent Chinese, "Class A, the sequence is 'painter'."

"That's a good name," Allens smiled slightly. "It means 'rainbow in the water' in Greek."

Xia Mingwei sighed softly, wondering why he could meet people from Class A wherever he went? It seemed that it was all because of that crappy thing called the 'Olibel Forum'.

"My Chinese name is 'Dong Ling'," the white-haired girl paused and looked up at Xia Mingwei, "You can call me that."

"Winter feathers?"

"I took it myself." Dong Ling said lightly.

Xia Mingwei looked at Allens, "Do people in Olibel Academy speak Chinese?"

"To be precise, it's English and Chinese." Aarons said, "This is a mandatory rule. Many students have to receive compulsory tutoring before entering school."

"So, what is she doing?" Xia Mingwei asked.

I saw this white-haired girl sitting next to Allens, holding a brush in her right hand and quickly scribbling on the drawing paper, and occasionally raising her eyes to glance at Xia Mingwei.

Only then did Xia Mingwei realize that this man sat next to Allens so that he could draw himself more easily.

The people in Olibel Academy may be more or less weird... at least as far as he knows now, there is really no normal person.

"Painting." Aarons yawned, "An artist should paint. Maybe she needs to draw a portrait of a Sequencer to advance, so she has to be allowed to paint."

"According to your statement," Xia Mingwei asked coldly, "you are making so much noise in front of me just to advance, so I am obligated to let you lie to me, right?"

"Actually, there is no point in deceiving one's own people," Allens smiled. "The Scammer's sequence has many requirements. At least it is impossible to achieve advanced requirements through 'cooperation between one's own people'."

"Then why are you talking so much about the train?"

"Occupational disease, but we are not familiar enough before this, so my 'Fraudster' sequence can still get feedback on fraud from you."

"It means that you come to pick up a new student, and you just use this new student to brush up the experience points of the sequence. Don't you think this sounds very rude?"

"Why not?" Aarons smiled and took a sip of water.

"You must have very few friends, right?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"On the contrary, a person who knows how to lie in appropriate situations will have more friends," said Aarons. "The ability to judge the situation is far more important than you think."

"They say they will assess the situation," Xia Mingwei breathed a long sigh of relief, "then can you see that I really want to punch your head off right now?"

At this moment, Dong Ling raised her eyes from the drawing board. She glanced at it twice, then took the painting off the clip of the drawing board and handed it to Xia Mingwei.

"For me?" Xia Mingwei was confused.

"Here you go." Dong Ling nodded gently at him, her pale hair swaying gently, tickling her pale face.

Xia Mingwei looked at her eyes shrouded in light mist, took the painting, and stared at it. He was stunned for a moment, but his face was generally expressionless.

Dong Ling stood up from her seat and left with her drawing board. She didn't forget to close the sliding door before leaving, and only Allens and Xia Mingwei were left in the box.

"How do I say, how did she paint you?"

"generally."

Xia Mingwei stared at the painting. The general scene shown on the painting was a ruins that were burned by the fire and was as black as hell.

The boy was crushed under the ruins. He roared with a voice dripping with blood. He stretched out a withered hand toward the sky from the gap in the broken building. There was a stick with a dark shadow floating in front of the palm. Two

The boy was close at hand, but seemed out of reach. Farther away stood a giant whose whole body was filled with wild fire. The giant was condescending, looking down at the boy with terrifying eyes.

"Let me see?" Aarons became curious.

Xia Mingwei withdrew his gaze, slowly put the painting into his backpack, and asked:

"How did she draw it?"

"The painter sequence is very rare, but it is not without examples. She may have used the sequence ability, such as showing your mental state through painting."

"Show my... mental state."

"So, what did she draw that surprised you so much?"

"It's nothing." Xia Mingwei was already thinking about how to get rid of this painting as soon as possible. "It's just some old memories."

"Surtur?"

"Compared to this, this girl is quite strange. Why does she have white hair?"

"It should be the influence of the sequence," Allens said. "There are many professional sequences that directly affect the appearance of the sequencer. Her hair may have turned white because of this." After a pause, he continued, "It's not difficult.

Understand that a blank background is the best drawing board.”

"So maybe your black hair wasn't dyed?" Xia Mingwei stared at him.

"Uh..." Aarons raised his chin and chuckled, "Since I obtained the 'Trickster' sequence, my hair began to gradually darken, and finally turned into pure black."

"fraud."

"Compared to this, that girl doesn't seem to be Greek." Aarons changed the topic, "There are rumors in the forum that she is the daughter of the fourth princess of Denmark, the flower of the royal family, so the Executive Board has done some research on her origin.

to maintain confidentiality."

"This is too outrageous..." Xia Mingwei said, searching for members of the Danish royal family on his mobile phone.

Soon, a piece of news popped up on the search engine - [The daughter of Denmark's fourth princess, Marie, disappeared during her trip and was not found until a year later. Now she has been escorted back to the Danish royal family].

Xia Mingwei looked at the time when the news happened, and it was in 2019, that is, seven years ago.

Before that, the daughter of the fourth Danish princess disappeared for a year. This year happened to be... eight years ago, the time when my village was attacked by Surtur?

Xia Mingwei suddenly remembered the painting just now, and connected the disappearance with the time of Surtur's appearance, and his hair suddenly stood up.

At the same time, he thought about the scene he dreamed of seeing in the future - the flame giant Surtur was beside him, and probably everyone he came into contact with next.

Could it be that...

It was clear that the air inside the carriage was cool, but cold sweat continued to flow from Xia Mingwei's forehead. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the painting in his backpack again. Surtel's scarlet pupils seemed to shine with a cold light in the darkness.

.

"It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously." Aarons took a sip of tea.

Is it just a rumor...

But how could there be such a coincidence?

Xia Mingwei pondered for a long time, turned to look at London shrouded in night, and whispered: "Call me when you get there." After saying that, he hugged his backpack, leaned against the window sill and took a deep breath.

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