The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 14: Imprisoned light

"Another world?"

Annan suddenly became a little interested: "Tell me in detail?"

Nigel replaced the wine with tea and took a slight sip.

Then he sighed and told Annan about the trip from the beginning:

"At first, I received a letter from a friend a long time ago. He helped me a lot when I just returned to the world of painting... He is a wizard and a well-known person in the industry. The artist is a student of the legendary 'Eye of Time'.

"When I first returned to the painting world, I was very lacking in popularity. I had a considerable degree of confidence in my paintings at that time - after all, they were paintings that Ya Weng rated as 'okay'.

"But after all, it's just 'okay', not 'very good' or 'good'. I'm not thick-skinned yet. If Yaweng says a nice word, I can use Yaweng's name." The extent of publicity.

"If it is not famous, it will not be sold at a price that matches it. The people who can buy paintings will only be nobles in the countryside who know a little bit about art. I have to sell some paintings and save enough money. , to open a gallery.

“Only in this way can fame be truly established - I was already prepared that I would not be famous for the first two years when I returned to the art world. It was not until I saved enough money to open a gallery that I invited industry critics to come forward. Come...or at a gathering of nobles, knowledgeable people can see these paintings painted by me."

This is how I became famous.

The artist Nigel said this.

Hidden in these plain and humble words is absolute confidence in oneself.

Although he "did not dare to use Yaweng's name to promote it," Nigel himself knew the actual level of this painting. He believed that anyone who truly understood art would be able to realize what level of painter he was if he saw this painting in the homes of other nobles.

As long as there is a noble willing to sponsor him. With his strength, he can easily soar into the sky.

"But at this moment, I met him...a traveling wizard from the White Tower of Cold Wind. He was full of praise for my paintings, and took the initiative to raise the price to three times what I asked for, and sold the paintings to him. Bought it back.

"Within two months, a nobleman from the royal capital came all the way to my hometown and wanted to pay a lot of money to buy my paintings. Only then did I know what help he had given me."

"What is the name of this friend of yours?"

Annan asked.

"Raffaello Santi. That's his name."

Nigel quickly replied: "He is about ten years older than me. But unlike me, he was born in an artistic family since he was a child. His parents are believers of Shifu and Zhiji respectively... …His father is a well-known architect in the United Kingdom, and his mother is a painter of Noah—his mother’s works were among the paintings I imitated when I was learning painting skills on my own as a teenager.

"But when he was very young, he was sent to winter to learn witchcraft. Because his father told him, 'The technique of carving has its limits - human energy and physical strength, the texture of the stone, All will affect the final product. A truly perfect sculpture can only be made by mastering the magic of the idol and plastic school.'

"So he went to the Cold Wind White Tower to concentrate on learning spells. In his thirties, he became a silver-level wizard, graduated successfully... and began to concentrate on studying art."

Nigel sighed seriously: "I really envy him and am very grateful to him. For me, he is one of the few friends I really want to make friends with. So even in the back When I became famous, even far more famous than Rafaello, I often wrote letters to him.

“Although my mother is a ritualist, I don’t know any rituals. My painting experience constantly reminds me that I don’t have the talent to be able to make paintings in different fields as calmly as those geniuses. Fame comes.

"I just work hard. Art in this era is constantly developing, and I don't even have to step back...as long as I stop, I will be left behind soon.

"Because this is the experience that I finally realized after twenty years of seclusion and studying a craft wholeheartedly. If it is those who are talented, it may only take fifteen or even ten years - if they still If you have enough money and enough time to work, you may be able to surpass me in only five or six years.

"I don't have the energy to delve into other things. And with my talents, I am not even able to master the skills of a ritualist with a short period of study..."

If you don't have enough skills, you're just humiliating yourself.

Nigel's self-esteem as an outstanding painter, and his calm and rational judgment of himself, made him have no intention of getting into the profession of ritualist.

It is precisely because he clearly knows that ritualists are more hungry for talent and accumulation than painters, that he will not expand to such a degree of cross-border.

"So, we have always used letters to communicate. I don't know where he has traveled, so I can only send the letter to a contact point in winter... that is a place he often goes back to, or Considered his home.

"We receive one or two letters from each other almost every year, but it is much more troublesome to meet in person. Because of this, he wrote me a letter... hoping that I could go to the cold winter, Help him draw something 'that he cannot draw correctly at his level'.

"He promised me a high enough reward, including a winter villa. Because of this, I chose this time to sell all my properties in Noah to pay off the debt. A debt owed to Paper Princess."

Of course, his accumulation over the years has long been much greater than the debt he had back then. That's dozens or even hundreds of times.

But what Nigel paid back was not the small amount of living expenses he received when he sacrificed those poor paintings that could not be sold to Paper Princess...but the money used to maintain his "dream".

It is precisely because he owes Zhi Ji a lot that when he is criticized by Ya Weng, he clenches his teeth and sheds tears.

That was the initial light that enabled him to embark on this path without giving up.

"I arrived at the agreed-upon Cold Wind Fortress, and met Count Felix under the introduction of Rafaello. He gave me a commission... that is, to enter the bottom of the 'Hearth Mountain' through the secret passage and depict the Out of the shape of 'the wound of the world'.

"——I thought he wanted to murder me."

Nigel said with lingering fear.

Anyone who travels thousands of miles to a foreign country, and then is told with a smile that they are going to be sent to the bottom of an active volcano... will have the feeling of "Am I being fooled?" and "Am I going to die?"

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"And when I followed the deep well and descended to the bottom of the 'Hearth Mountain'... I discovered a magnificent sight that I had never seen before."

Nigel murmured in a sleepy tone: "That is really [the wound of the world]. ~IndoMTL.com~ I truly saw the end of the world - when all colors fade away, A place where all matter does not exist. At a glance, you can easily see the 'outside of the world'.

"That is a chaotic realm where all matter has no fixed form constraints. Only with the intuition of 'beauty' can we barely distinguish their essence.

"It was... a living flame, and imprisoned light. I lost my mind at the time, and when I woke up, the painting was completed.

"That is the painting I am most proud of and can never be copied. I feel that all my energy, skills and everything else have been lost to that painting... I will never be able to paint that painting again in my life. Painting.

"As long as the canvas blocking it is uncovered, the other papers and fibers in the room will burn on their own. All the mirrors will shine with their fierce light at the same time, as if the light trapped deep in the mirror is breaking out. ”

Nigel glanced at Annan and spoke incomprehensible words with great certainty: "That is a 'light' that is very similar to the light on you..."