The next second, Oraona's mercury-like skin turned into the pale pink color on the white background in the drawing board.
As his skin color changed, Orao's entire temperament also changed.
At least in the eyes of everyone, Orao looked like a gentle young man at this time. Much better than the embarrassing mirror just now.
Orao also looked at his skin, with surprise flashing in his eyes: "So it turns out that I can still do this... Can my hair also change?"
When Orao said this, he looked at Angel with expectant eyes: "Angel Pavilion..."
Angel coughed.
Orao: "Angelge...Sir, can you lend me this drawing board?"
Angel nodded: "Okay."
Orao excitedly took over the pen and palette, and then saw him holding the pen and mixing various colors on the palette. After a while, Orao mixed a fluorescent green.
The next second, Orao's long silver hair turned into an eye-catching fluorescent green.
"Sure enough!" Orao's eyes lit up and he continued to adjust the colors.
It didn't take long for Orao's hair to become colorful, leaving everyone speechless. Was he treating his hair as a dyeing experiment?
Before, they thought Orao was a gentle and affectionate young man. But now, how do they feel that this person is a bit... naive?
"There are many color combinations. If you are interested in this, I will find someone to teach you later."
It was Angel who spoke. He felt that if he didn't stop Orao, he would continue to adjust the color like this... Although in Angel's view, just color adjustment can bring Orao fun, which is a good thing.
; But now that they are in the Black Earl's room, it is a bit inappropriate to play like this.
It’s not that Orao doesn’t have emotional intelligence, it’s just that he has never been exposed to color mixing before, and now he was attracted by the novelty.
Now after hearing Angel's words and the gesture in Angel's eyes, Orao immediately came back to his senses.
Orao quickly changed his hair to black, which was the color of his hair when he was shackled by the contract.
After finishing the color adjustment, Orao returned the palette and drawing board to Angel with a bit of surprise.
After Angel put away the irrelevant tools, at the signal of the Black Earl, he said: "By the way, I called you out this time because there seems to be something wrong with Adanis..."
"Adanis?" Orao's initially relaxed expression immediately turned serious: "What happened to her? Was she attacked by a creature from the mirror realm?"
Angel shook his head, pointed at the oil painting on the wall, and motioned for Orao to look at it.
When Orao looked at the oil painting, the Black Earl opened his mouth and told what he had discovered.
Orao's expression was still full of worry, but after hearing what the Black Earl said, Orao's expression became a little strange.
When everyone was confused, Orao walked forward, came to the oil painting, stretched out his hand to feel it for a moment, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, showing an expression of "Sure enough, it is so."
"Is she okay?" Angel asked in a low voice.
Orao smiled: "Don't worry, she is just sleeping and she will be fine after a while."
"So it's just a deep sleep?" Doakes mumbled and looked at Orao with suspicious eyes: "When you were sleeping, she was very busy here; now that you wake up, she went to sleep, shouldn't you?
Are you the same person? You represent the night and she represents the day?"
Orao asked in confusion: "A peer?"
Angel: "Don't pay attention to him, he doesn't have a few normal words in his mouth."
Although Orao was still a little confused about the lake, he did not delve into it further.
"Is Adanis's sleeping state common?" asked the Black Earl.
Orao: "That's right. Her sleeping frequency has been much higher than before in the past thousand years. However, since the master said she is fine, there is no need to worry too much."
The master? Augustine? Earl Black suddenly thought of something and quickly said: "Is her lethargy caused by the 'missing part' mentioned by the ancestors?"
Chapter completed!