.What do you want to say? "
After Credy came to this block, all the prohibition soldiers stopped, leaving Credy standing at the front and confronting Lawrence who was standing at the front opposite.
Lawrence transformed himself into his younger self and stared piercingly at Creedy.
"Even now, do you still want to say that you are an integral part of Webster Studio?"
Verrocchio laughed angrily, feeling extremely ridiculous.
"I have no nostalgia for Webster's Studio, teacher. After all, what I pursue is not the so-called art and beauty." Credi shook his head with a calm expression, "But we also got along happily, isn't it? ? You shouldn’t deny this.”
"Yes, I won't deny it."
Lawrence laughed and nodded.
"You were indeed a senior whom I respected. I came to you more than once to answer my questions during my studies. You were also willing to help me, who was just starting out."
"We did get along happily, I will never deny it."
"But everything good comes to an end with your own hands, not me, not anyone else at Webster Studios."
Lawrence patted his chest and looked at Verrocchio again.
"I have told you countless times, Credy, you have talent." Verrocchio shook his head sadly, "Your talent may not be as good as Lawrence and Leonardo, but you won't Worse than Botticelli and the others."
"You are all the children I discovered among the people. I never intend to break my promise and will always give you a bright future."
"You're a beast of jealousy incarnate, Creedy."
Credi listened to what Verrocchio said and stood there in silence for a few seconds.
"Teacher, I still respect you to this day."
"As you said, you vowed to give each of us a bright future, and I am pursuing what I want to pursue in this studio."
"But he and Leonardo are like two scorching suns."
Creedy pointed his finger at Lawrence.
"Lawrence, Leonardo, you are like two suns hanging in the sky, and I am not even a star."
He sighed.
"So you bribed Manlio's brother to accuse Leonardo of the so-called 'atrocities'?" Lawrence could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. "Creddy, your statement can't convince anyone."
"There is no reason for you to trap Leonardo, no!"
"You see, you only have this attitude." Faced with Lawrence's accusation, Creedy shrugged indifferently, "As a judge from above, you will look at my crime and end my life at the same time."
"Whether it's the life of an artist or the life of a human being."
"That's because you want to end Leon's life as an artist! Don't shy away from the easy, you villain!"
Lawrence almost roared these words.
"I know, I know." Credi raised his hands and pressed them, feeling helpless.
"So I died, didn't I? I atone with my life."
"And now, I no longer pursue what I pursued before, Lawrence, and I will no longer be jealous of your and Leonardo's talents, because I already understand - what changed me, and what happened to me?" What changed you?"
When he said this, he had an indifferent expression on his face. Lawrence and Verrocchio's chests rose and fell greatly, obviously they were extremely angry.
This fool, this devil, even now, he has not even the slightest remorse for what happened back then. Standing here and boasting only means that he is still the sinner who framed Leonardo and stabbed Lawrence.
"Why on earth are you like this?"
The veins on the back of Verrocchio's hands were exposed, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"Art, what you have been pursuing, is the source of everything."
Creedy didn't care about the attitudes of Verrocchio and Lawrence. He stretched out a finger and raised his eyebrows.
"If it weren't for art, we wouldn't have turned against each other. My friend, my teacher, it is precisely because of the pursuit of art that we will have conflicts, and we will - fight each other."
"so--"
Creedy tilted his head and showed a weird smile.
"Just kill this abominable art."
"This is my [Revenge]."
call--
Creedy's entire body was wrapped in a wonderful magic power.
"As expected, I have nothing to say to you anymore."
Lawrence wrapped his hands around the gems, the anger in his voice uncontrollable.
"It's better to say that for people like you - I never have anything good to say!"
"Mr. Salieri, release the Noble Phantasm and don't let the fish interfere with the battlefield. Mr. Verrocchio, also release the Noble Phantasm to Mr. Lawrence."
Fujimaru Ritsuka saw what Lawrence was thinking and did not refuse.
This may be Lawrence's only chance to teach this "traitor" a lesson personally.
Therefore, Fujimaru Ritsuka will support Lawrence as the Master and let him win.
"Move on, kids."
Wow——
Verrocchio's clothes and hair moved automatically without wind, and the magic power almost turned into a substantial arc around his body.
“What art promotes is not just the shining of stars, but the vast galaxy that forms it, even the history of mankind can be illuminated.”
"[The brilliance of art shines in your hands] (Dare potere alle persone d'arte)!!!"
Snapped!
Verrocchio snapped his fingers, and the light was instantly shrouded in Lawrence. At the same time, a statue of David fell from the sky and hit Credi.
Creedy snorted and took a step to the side, avoiding Verrocchio's David. Facing Lawrence, who had hard and huge gem gloves on his hands, he took out his dagger. .
——Ping! ! !
A crisp voice sounded, and Lawrence looked at Creedy with angry eyes.
"Only hell can accommodate a person like you!"
His attitude will never change.
"The source of the fight is not me, and it has never been Lawrence. The one who deserves to go to hell is you!"
Zheng——
The gem was pierced by a dagger, but Lawrence did not show any weakness and bumped towards Credy.
"Well--"
Creedy took a step back in pain.
"Mr. Lawrence, we must win!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood at the back, cleaning up the surrounding ban soldiers with Salieri, looking at Lawrence's back, and prayed silently.
(End of chapter)
