Chapter two hundred and sixteen, the life of Carlos Hart(2/2)
That day, he was helping a princess of a certain country paint...
Flirting by the way.
We are all adults, and with the aristocratic atmosphere, it is very normal.
The princess said she had hidden the brush and asked him to find it.
But Carlos Hart did not run around, but picked up a branch and drew the shape of his paintbrush on the garden soil.
The princess was dissatisfied and said, "Your fruit ability can take out the things in the painting, but that doesn't count."
Carlos Hart smiled confidently and replied.
"Of course not. This is the ability I have recently developed. As long as I draw something in my mind, I can know where it is."
Then he reached out and grabbed the princess's skirt, and took out the hidden paintbrush from her chest amidst the exclamation.
Needless to say, that night was romantic.
In order to pass the trial.
Then, there is no more.
He was kidnapped in his sleep and a group of "pirates" locked him up.
Chapter completed!