"Why is the moon in this painting white?"
When Audrey blurted out these words, others also noticed the strangeness of the painting, and couldn't help but wonder why the painting had such a design. As we all know, in the Kingdom of Loen, the "Crimson Moon" is the symbol of the goddess of night, but this painting shows the moon in pure white, which made everyone feel a little inconsistent.
Some believers of the goddess of the night even felt slightly dissatisfied, but they did not show it too much - after all, there are no other evil gods related to the moon!
"Ahem, I think this painter must not be a believer of the goddess of the night." A young nobleman said jokingly, "But this painter must be very artistic."
"You are serious. Although I am not a believer of the goddess of the night, I also respect the goddess of the night very much." A soft voice came. Everyone looked back and found Gao Wei walking towards them wearing a monocle. Gao Wei had a gentle smile on his face, "In the process of my creation, just to highlight the quiet atmosphere, I painted the moon in white. This color will also have a tranquil and gentle atmosphere, It is in line with the impression that the goddess of the night gives to believers - this is what I felt when I was painting in Desi Bay a few days ago."
Viscount Graylingt emphasized smoothly to prove Gao Wei's identity: "This painting was given to me by this respected painter. I can guarantee that Mr. Gao Wei's painting art is even better than Backlund's. Those who can get ranked will be ranked high.”
In front of everyone watching the transformation, Gao Wei adjusted the monocle on his face and raised the corners of his mouth: "Yes, this is just a painting technique..."
Something is wrong. Audrey instinctively sensed something was wrong. Although Gao Wei was flawless in both his spiritual body and his behavior, Audrey, as an "audience", instinctively sensed a sense of violation. Just like a drop of oil mixed into a glass of water, Gao Wei seemed to express his sense of disobedience to the surroundings.
But where is this sense of dissonance...
No, that's not right! Audrey suddenly realized that this was too perfect. She found that the high-dimensional astral body was too calm, completely different from the appearance it showed - even the calmest person was revealing his creative inspiration to so many people. At the same time, the astral body will show at least a little change! He has not changed at all, he is now purely "performing"! This was a flaw shown to the Extraordinary present. He discovered that there was an Extraordinary in the banquet, and he was showing his sequence!
But... which way can such ability be obtained? Being able to perform such a perfect "performance", well, let's wait until the Tarot meeting in a few days to ask Mr. Fool. Audrey touched her smooth and beautiful chin, thoughtfully. It wasn't until the ball's melody sounded melodiously and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed that Audrey realized that she had been immersed in thinking for too long. After being slightly flustered, she quickly calmed down with the help of her maid, and entered the "audience" state to start communicating with other people in the salon.
After the introduction by Viscount Gray Lint, Audrey and Forsi exchanged a few simple greetings and did not say much else in public.
Watching Forsi continue to walk towards the dining table, aiming directly at a small cake covered with cream, Audrey retracted her gaze and followed Gray Lint to the living room.
She recalled all the details she had seen when communicating with Fors just now, trying to accurately grasp the other party's thoughts, so as to gain the initiative for subsequent contacts.
Taking a step forward, Audrey, who was as cool as a neutral audience, stepped on the hanging skirt, her body swayed, and she almost fell. But before the maid Anne could help Audrey, who was about to fall, a strong hand supported her.
"Be careful, young lady." A cold male voice came from her perspective. Audrey's ears moved. She didn't know why she heard a slightly contradictory and evil feeling from this cold and serious voice. . Audrey didn't think much and straightened up as if nothing had happened, but there was a beautiful blush on her face.
She saw the handsome man dressed as a musician showing her an impeccable smile, taking a step back and walking to the side in a gentlemanly manner. Audrey turned to look at the musician, and felt the aura of "Extraordinary" from him.
"He came with Mr. Abraham, right? He is Mr. Abraham's companion. Hmm... It seems that both of them are Extraordinary. They want to contact me or Viscount Graylint? No, if they are to contact us, Then Viscount Gray Lint should have warned me first. But according to my observation, this unknown gentleman should also be a gentleman with good education..."
Audrey was thinking wildly as she walked towards the crowd, completely unaware of Mr. A's complicated psychological activities just now.
Mr. A admitted that he needed to repent.
As the Lord's shepherd, he failed to completely and quickly unify his thoughts with the Lord's current scriptures and doctrines. The smile just now was an expression that he could barely stabilize using flesh and blood magic. As the divine envoy of the Aurora Society, when he discovered that the young lady he was supporting was an extraordinary person, he almost subconsciously threw a set of flesh-and-blood explosions, corrosion and splitting in her face. Fortunately, with Mr. A's strong self-control ability, he had just successfully prevented a brutal murder.
While repenting to the Lord in his heart, he continued to faithfully complete the tasks assigned to him by Gao Wei.
Gao Wei sighed silently. He had just seen all of Mr. A's psychological activities from some strange angles through the perspective of his body. He almost used his ranger abilities to stop Mr. A's madness. While dealing with the nobles and writers who wanted to ask for his portrait, Gao Wei quickly moved between the tables and swept away the dishes at the banquet.
However, it seems that Mr. A is still very devout in his belief in the true Creator, otherwise he would not be able to resist the urge to kill just now - he cannot let this guy kill Miss Justice, in case the Tarot Society's money bag is gone. If so, Klein would probably suffer. Wait, this cake is good, or give one to my dear companion, so that he can strengthen his humanity... The incarnation of the high-dimensional overlooker in the land abandoned by the gods used his tentacles to touch the body of the true creator.
Okay, the true Creator ignored Him, and the true creation’s extra meal was gone.
Gao Wei saw that his main purpose of attending this banquet had been achieved, and he was no longer in a hurry. Audrey had already seen the painting under his guidance. With a little arrangement, she would regard this painting as Tell a fun story to Klein. Gao Wei forked a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, savoring the taste of the steak. He walked calmly in the middle of the banquet, enjoying the performances of the guests around him. This is a perfect aristocratic dance drama, where everyone is seeking benefits for themselves according to their own desires. They are free, displaying their talents wantonly, and exuding unique light and heat. But under the constraints of the rules, they are all like puppets without souls.
Gao Wei stared at the surroundings indifferently, and suddenly felt extremely happy. He cut the steak with a knife, pretending that he was cutting the writer's characteristics that he already had but couldn't eat when he wanted to. The High-Dimensional Overlooker followed the traces of pollution he had left behind and controlled Ince Zangwill, who was polluted by himself, making him fall into a drowsy sleep. Then he controlled his body and held the sluggish 0- 0-8 Start writing on the notebook:
After seeing the white moon in the painting, Audrey Hall could not hold back her curiosity and prepared to ask the all-knowing and all-powerful "Fool" about the white moon at the next Tarot meeting.
Ince Zangwill closed his eyes, twisting his limbs like a stiff little man and tearing off the paper with difficulty. He silently chanted the honorable name of the High-dimensional Overlooker in his mouth, and put the paper in his hand. Papers were offered to Him as a sacrifice. He showed a smile and tapped the piece of paper with his strangely shaped limbs.
The words on the paper flowed away from the paper, floated in the air, and then lined up in front of Him one after another. As the high-dimensional overlooker gently moved the surrounding space, these words quickly degenerated into a one-dimensional information flow array, passing through the loopholes in the astral barrier in the shape of an extremely long line, and emerged in the Within the astral barrier. These streams of information were recombined into writing, which jumped and appeared in an inconspicuous corner on the inside of Audrey's sleeve.
Audrey Hall was in a daze for a moment and walked forward with a normal expression.
Gao Wei looked at Audrey, who had a normal expression, and shook the wine glass in his hand. He watched Mr. A work hard among the many guests. With his excellent appearance and the methods described in the books he asked him to read, he made friends with many artists and minor nobles who were looking for fresh connections. He even sang two hymns in praise of the ancient sun god at the request of several artists. One musician from Intis burst into tears and immediately gave Mr. A a very high evaluation.
Human beings are really interesting. The Aurora Society angel who was once hated by everyone will be praised by so many people after a little disguise. Gao Wei took a sip of wine carefully, sat on a chair out of boredom and watched everything jokingly, quietly analyzing the psychological activities of everyone in the banquet. The thinking of the Outer God is so powerful. After a while, Gao Wei, who had completely seen through the desires of these people, felt bored again. While he was rubbing the Hidden Sage in his own hand, he was trying to turn it into his own shape; while he was looking at the life on the planet controlled by the ring of fate, watching each life end with the most dramatic fate.
In this way, Gao Wei was killing time while waiting for Forsi and Audrey to finish their conversation and walk out of the room.
As Viscount Gray Lint walked out of the room, the guests also left the room in twos and threes with laughter. It could be seen from their expressions that almost everyone had gained a lot from this banquet. Gao Wei even saw several musicians who believed in the eternal blazing sun commiserating with Mr. A, and agreed to entertain Mr. A again next time.
Gao Wei only thought that Shi Lezhi, a group of sun believers, could already imagine that the next time these guys invited Mr. A to their circle, they would be reduced to dimensions by the believers of the True Creator, and they would be infected and become believers of the ancient sun god. He was immediately interested and let his body look at Mr. A.
"Actually, I have always wanted to see believers betrayed by their own beliefs." A thought from a high-dimensional overlooker said to the thought on another "timeline": "I don't know that they know the justice they believe in." The Sun was born out of a betrayal, how should you feel?"
"The change in people's thinking actually happens in an instant." The future high-dimensional overlooker said to his current self: "If Mr. A works hard, they should be able to change from extreme belief to extreme hatred very quickly. However, It’s a scene worth seeing.”
The originally lively banquet gradually cooled down, leaving only two guests, Gao Wei and Mr. A. Viscount Grayling frowned slightly, as if he didn't think about why they were still here. Audrey had already expected it, and she thought silently in her heart:
Viscount Gray Lint... Although I feel sorry for you when I say this, in fact... you are the only person standing here who is not an Extraordinary.
"I'm sorry, Viscount Glaint. I have something to do with Miss Fors Wall. I wonder if you can lend me a room?" Hearing Gao Wei say this, Glaint suddenly didn't know how to answer - Did these two people know each other before? He glanced at Forsi subconsciously and found that Forsi nodded slightly.
Since the Extraordinary Miss Fors also agreed, then... Gray Lint thought for a moment and arranged for a servant to take the two of them into a room next to the living room. He was just about to sit down and chat with Audrey when he heard Mr. A on the side say in a relaxed tone: "Speaking of which, I heard a rumor before. It seems that Viscount Gray Lint wants to become an Extraordinary. ?I don’t know if this rumor is true or not?”
Gray Linte's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked the servant who was following him to retreat to the edge of the living room, while he chatted earnestly with Mr. A. Audrey helplessly held her forehead, allowing herself to enter the audience's state and look at the two of them. She noticed that Mr. A's eyes swept over her body and showed a polite smile.
Ince Zangwill looked out the window at the bright starry sky with a gloomy expression. He looked at the quill in his hand that was wrapped with unknown pitch-black thread, and seemed to want to slam it to the ground. There were a few scattered scraps of paper placed in front of Ince Zangwill. Drops of ink splashed wildly around. There was a sharp pain between his brows, as if his spirit had been severely damaged.
He clenched his left fist and slammed it on the newly repaired table. In his cloudy eyes, bloodshot threads gradually crawled up.
