"Mr. Adam, go in first." The servant trotted over, and his words became much more cordial: "Please follow this path and walk through the main living room and pass through the corridor on the right, and you can see Mr. Alva."

"Please don't follow you."

But he could feel that the old man looked at Ai again when he was talking.

Adam nodded, thanked him, and walked inside, and could still hear the conversation behind him.

"Mr. Ai, please inform me." The old man's voice trembled a little with great strength to hide.

"Sorry, Mr. Alva is not at home." Ai opened his eyes and told lies. Even without looking back, Adam could feel the dark face of the old man and the groom.

Even Adam was a little shocked. Alva's servant was a bit powerful.

At the same time, he was also a little curious about what the nobles were asking for Alva to do, so he actually refused Alva directly.

However, before entering the main gate, Adam vaguely heard the old man say to get a painting for his friend or something.

"It feels completely inconsistent with Alva's image." Adam looked at the magnificent hall and thought of Alva's image on weekdays, and felt a little incongruous.

"The corridor on the right." Adam stepped on the soft carpet, and according to Ai's reminder, he walked through the corridor on the right and saw a room full of portraits.

As soon as he stepped into this room, Adam frowned and a feeling of discomfort arose in his heart.

It seemed like being watched by countless people. This feeling was like being picked up by the teacher in middle school and reading the textbook. As a result, it was ridiculed by the whole class because of the accent problem.

A feeling of shame and anger rose from the bottom of his heart, making Adam instinctively want to explode.

"No, there is some kind of inducing effect here." But Adam quickly realized that the middle school things in his previous life had been so long, and even if he hadn't thought about them, most of them would have been forgotten.

Even if the same is being watched and similar scenes remind you of that incident, Adam will not have such a sense of shame and anger now.

It is obvious that this room has some special functions, similar to blood, tracing back to the past, making people unconsciously reveal their own abnormalities.

Aware of this, Adam immediately calmed down his emotions and restored himself to a calm state.

"It's really troublesome, is there any problem?" Alva's voice came. He was standing behind Adam, wearing a white robe and still had all kinds of paint on his body.

"Come with me." Alva said impatiently and turned away.

"Yes, teacher." Adam quickly nodded in his mood and looked at the paintings before leaving.

Most of them are portraits, and a small number are landscapes. The people in those portraits seem to come alive and look at Adam.

Then he keenly saw a portrait of three people, which was the only person who didn't feel like he was alive, so it seemed a little obvious.

The portrait was very realistic. Adam didn't look at it much and hurriedly followed Alva away.

"Wait..." As soon as he walked out of the corridor, Adam noticed something was wrong, and turned around and saw not the corridor, but a portrait of the corridor.

Only then did Adam understand why the old man looked at him when Ai reminded him of the path.

"And that painting." Adam remembered the three people clearly, they were three young people.

One of the young men sitting in the middle and smiling happily, if they were older and unkempt, they would be almost the same as Alva today.

"And the other..." What impressed Adam was the man on the left, who painted the man's gloomy face in a realistic portrait, and inexplicably gave Adam a familiar feeling.

As for the man on the right, Adam didn't know or was familiar with him.

There is also a signature in the lower right corner of the painting: Alva Latu.

So a name appeared in Adam's mind, the Three Holy Spirits.

"Master Xia Ya." Comparing Monk Xia Ya's wrinkled and peaceful face with the young man with a gloomy face, the familiar feeling was finally explained.

"Did Alva also practice the Knight's Road?" Adam didn't quite understand.

Because a person's energy is limited, there are not geniuses, but there are few geniuses who push both professions to the top.

If Adam hadn't been for his own blood abilities, Jin wouldn't have suggested that he practice both magicians and knights.

Based on Alva's previous performance, Adam believed that he should be a magician, after all, it would be difficult for him to carry a bucket of paint.

In this world, there are many ways to extend your life, but most of the monks in the church believe that birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, so they will grow old and die normally.

Because the savage focuses on the soul, there are many ways to prolong life, but most of them are related to alien bloodlines.

The most normal way to prolong life is knight practice. Knights in the dimension stage can usually live to about 120 years old as long as there is no accident.

The knight who completed the merit ritual can live to about three hundred years old. As for how long the knight in the ascendant stage can last, no one discusses this, because the first knight who became the ascendant stage is still alive for more than a thousand years.

"It seems that I still have too little knowledge of extraordinary power." Adam frowned. He lacked understanding of the characteristics of powerful people in various professions. This is a very dangerous thing. Simply put, he just can't recognize the boss.

As a border town, Luoya usually looks like a group of ordinary people living here. Even if there are professionals, they do not perform well. However, after a deeper understanding, you will find that Luoya is very deep.

Following Alva, Adam made himself calm as much as possible.

Then he came to the real studio, various canvases, paints, and brushes, etc.

Alva stood in the studio and placed two things before Adam.

"You are really talented and can actually awaken your mental power naturally." Alva still frowned. Although she was praising Adam's words, she never concealed his dislike of Adam.

Alva looked at Adam with some complexity. He didn't like ambitious people like Adam. If all such people died, the world would be quiet.

"Adam needs the right guidance, Alva." Old friend Chara's words were still in Alva's ears, but his opinions with that old friend were never unified.

"Congratulations, Qianhuawu did not reveal your mental abnormality." Alva said congratulations, but his face showed a pity.

Then he knocked on the two things in front of him, one was a paintbrush and the other was a letter.

"So you have a chance to choose," Alva pointed to the brush and said, "One is to continue learning painting with me. I will teach you all my painting skills and then inherit my gallery."

"Other, I have a letter of introduction here. You hold the letter of introduction and he will guide you to find someone who can teach you how to develop your mental power."

"Adam, I know very well that people like you, your ambitions will never stop at the purpose of becoming a famous painter. Take this letter and leave immediately. This is my advice to you as a teacher."

Alva pushed the letter forward, and seemed to hope that Adam would get out immediately with the letter.

Adam didn't speak along the way, but just listened quietly to the choice given by Alva.

But in his heart, Alva was thinking wildly that on the surface, he hoped that Adam would choose the letter and give up his brush.

But judging from Alva's disgust towards him, he was not like a person who would give Adam advice, so it is very likely that choosing a brush is the right choice.

Since entering this mansion, thousands of painting houses, painting corridors, and extraordinary servants have directly reflected Alva's insimplicity. From this perspective, continuing to learn painting and inherit everything about Alva is a visible benefit.

"But Alva said that he inherited his gallery and promised his painting skills, which were not related to other things." Adam looked at Alva, and he was very familiar with the expression on his face.

That instinctive disgust, but for some reason, had to face his expression.

The difference is that the person in front of him gave Adam a choice, although there were many traps inside.

Alva's previous actions just made Adam fall into a thinking game. You think I'm on the first level, you're on the second level, but I'm actually on the fifth level or something.

For this thousand-layer routine, Adam's choice is to abandon those seemingly good temptations and choose what he needs.
Chapter completed!