Chapter 123

It has neither color nor form, like a star in the night sky, the ultimate one.

But, like a faint fragrance, it evokes Desire... or perhaps joy?

Unbelievable.

This piqued the interest of Da Vinci, who was able to discern a person's character at a glance. He never expected that at his advanced age, he would encounter someone so interesting.

To Uomo Universale, Favia and Raphael are somewhat similar, yet distinctly different, and... something indescribably vastly different?

However, if Favia knew about Da Vinci's confusion, he could probably guess why Da Vinci thought he was somewhat similar to Raphael.

Because Raphael was Jesus on Good Friday and died on Good Jesus...

Such a coincidence suggests that Raphael in the Nasuverse might be someone favored by a certain One God.

The night breeze swept across the Hill beyond the Eternal City.

The wind tousled Da Vinci's black hair as it passed by.

Da Vinci touched the blank first page again, his face remaining as calm as ever, yet a strange hint of happiness lingered on his face.

"I hope I can finish painting it successfully this time you come to Rome."

Although Da Vinci always had the outline of Favia in his mind, he always felt that no matter how he painted it, he could never capture its essence. So he kept that page, thinking that one day he would be able to Perfection depict it.

So when Leonardo da Vinci learned that Pope Alexander VI was to have Theological Debate with Martin Luther Luther in Rome, Da Vinci immediately informed Favia. Although Favia had not shown any related Faith, Da Vinci thought he might be quite interested, since even he himself was interested in this debate that was about to attract the attention of all of Europe.

"... It's already morning."

Da Vinci spread his arms like the wings of an airplane, turned around on the hill, and muttered to himself.

The bustling Rome was bathed in a soft glow, its splendor and extravagance tinged with a sense of loneliness.

It's as if all of human civilization is laid bare within it.

A month later, Favia and Bavan Hi successfully arrived in Rome. At the same time, news that the Pope Rome have Theological Debate with Martin Luther in Rome spread throughout Europe, attracting countless people to come to Rome to witness this moment.

For this reason, people from all over Western Europe flocked to Rome, gathering in all sorts of facilities, ready to witness the debate firsthand.

Above the Eternal City, the sky was ablaze with the colors of sunset. Upon entering the city, the first thing you see is a bustling market street lined with numerous shops, restaurants, and other establishments.

In this city with thousands of years of history, the various facilities that have been developed with the progress of the times have become even more dazzling and fascinating.

Favia and Bavan Hie did not immediately go to Da Vinci's house, but instead took a stroll Rome first.

Looking up at the sky, the vast, blue expanse remains unchanged, still above Rome.

Although a thousand years have passed, it still feels incredibly familiar.

"This place is so beautiful, there are so many things..."

Even Bavan Shi, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Indeed, even I'm Desire to buy it."

"It must be very expensive, right? Can I afford it with my wages?"

"Have you finished paying it off?"

"I don't know... Oh, I suddenly remembered, Favia, you never said how much I'd get in a month. When will I ever be able to pay it all back..."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't lie to you. I'll tell you when you've paid back most of it."

"Then, can I use a little overdraft money first?"

"That's perfectly fine, but I need to remind you about your accommodation and meals..."

Upon hearing this, the Fairy girl suddenly puffed out her cheeks, gazing at Favia beside her, a calm yet passionate emotion surging within her.

"No, I was forcibly brought to London by you, Favia, so it's only natural that you provide me with food and lodging."

"In that case, let's change the subject and discuss the losses you inflicted on the Hunters in the England Highlands..."

"That was an accident, an accident!"

"Although it was an accident, the damage has indeed been done."

"Okay, okay, I'll return it to them."

"I've already paid it back for you, so just return it to me... We've arrived."

During their conversation, the two arrived at Da Vinci's residence in Rome.

As Bavan Shi followed the Silver-Haired Boy into the room, a strange feeling arose spontaneously.

The Fairy girl quickly understood the source of this strange feeling.

It is Bounded Field, and at the same time incorporates Magecraft that affects the human mind without using Od. Obviously, this kind of mystery was introduced into Da Vinci's house.

"Who exactly was this person named Da Vinci?"

"Although I am very famous as a painter, I am essentially a jack-of-all-trades. I can make props, manufacture weapons, design cities, and build ships. As long as someone provides me with assistance, I will give them some form of reward."

Favia did not shy away from answering the questions raised by Bavan Shi, and shared his understanding of Da Vinci.

"However, Da Vinci was always contemplating the 'process of all things' and pursuing Perfection beauty; of course, this is just my personal opinion--"

"That's right, that's right, Favia is right. I do pursue perfect beauty, but I actually achieved that goal quite early on. After all, I know what perfect beauty is. Without loving human beings, there can be no human growth..."

In an instant, ripples seemed to spread through the air. The sound that suddenly rang out, though somewhat weathered, was as melodious and clear as a harp.

"Haha, it's been a long time! I didn't expect you to bring a friend this time, Favia. Aren't you going to introduce them to me?"

After speaking to the two of them, Da Vinci, who had slowly emerged from the room, seemed quite interested in the Silver-Haired Boy's reaction.

"Hello! Da Vinci, I am Bavan Shi, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Before Favia could introduce Bavan Shi to Da Vinci, the Fairy girl bowed and began to speak for herself.

"Hmm... I would also be very happy to meet you, Bawan Xi."

For Da Vinci, it was immediately clear that Bavan Shi was not human, but some other species.

But he didn't intend to ask any further questions. They weren't human, after all. He'd even seen Dead Apostle Phantasmal Species creatures, so he could accept it.

"Long time no see, Da Vinci. Has your research yielded any results?"

Favia looked at Da Vinci, despite his advanced age, was still very healthy, and casually asked a question.

"Yes, it's very troublesome. I might never succeed in this lifetime."

"Really?"

"How about you help me Favia? Maybe then we can succeed."

"I'm afraid that won't work."

"Then it's impossible."

Da Vinci waved his hand, a troubled expression on his face, while Favia smiled.

Bawan Shi, standing to the side, listened to the conversation she couldn't understand, completely bewildered.

In fact, the conversation between the two took place a few years earlier, when Da Vinci presented his ideas to Favia.

"Anything related to childbirth is disgusting; a person without a beautiful face and aesthetic qualities will die young..."

This statement by Da Vinci, based on Freud's analysis of Artists, suggests that da Vinci was a person with a cold personality.

However, when Da Vinci spoke to Favia, there was actually a second part:

"I've made up my mind. I want to create a child that is completely independent, with flesh and blood and a spirit, a child of my own."

Back to the present, looking at the now unequivocally presented Da Vinci, Favia subconsciously recalled that he would appear in Chaldea as the 'Mona Lisa'... Oh no, the more I think about it, the more I want to burst out laughing.

To avoid bursting into laughter, Favia could only sigh, as if to say, "Even so, I still believe in you," before turning to Da Vinci and saying:

"Good luck. If that day ever comes, I will definitely come to see you."

209: The night is too short, go to sleep, Bawan Xi (4k5)

When the warm air blows in your face and your body warms up under the sun, it's easy to feel sleepy.

At this very moment, Bavan Shi, who was in Da Vinci's house with Favia, was in the same situation.

The Red-Haired Fairy girl kept shaking her head, then was startled awake by her own behavior. She quickly raised her head and, seeing that Leonardo da Vinci, who was painting her, was not acting strangely, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, under the warm sunlight, the Fairy girl's body slowly succumbed to sleep once more...

However, this cannot be blamed on Bavan Shi, after all, she had been like this for five hours.

Earlier today, Favia said she had to go out for a while. Although Bavanshi wanted to go with her, Favia refused. Later, when Da Vinci saw her looking a little dejected, he offered to paint a picture of Bavanshi.

The Fairy girl happily agreed, and that's how it turned out.

"When will Favia come back...?"

Although he was supposed to remain completely still, thinking that moving slightly shouldn't be a problem, Bawan Shi rested his chin on the back of the chair and muttered in a wet voice.

"It should be soon. It's not too far from here to Hans Sachs's house and Rosso Fiorentino's house."

Da Vinci held his pen and drew lines on the pure white paper of his already crumpled notebook, following the strokes of his pen to paint a picture of the Fairy girl before him.

Hans Sachs Rosso Fiorentino?

"Didn't you know? A while ago, Favia asked me to find someone to make a rather unique set of clothes and shoes. Come to think of it, I'm incredibly capable; this kind of thing would be no problem for me at all. But he said that since I'm getting old, I should probably rest more..."

Da Vinci stopped writing, smiled,

"Actually, the design drawings he gave me were quite rough, so I revised them and then had someone I know make them. He probably went out today to pick them up."

The Hans Sachs mentioned by Da Vinci was Hans Sachs, Sixteenth Century Germany folk poet, craftsman, singer, and Shoemaker who excelled at developing medieval religious drama into satirical dramas reflecting the lives of ordinary people, and was also a supporter of Martin Luther Luther's reforms.

It is important to know that in the Sixteenth Century, in Nuremberg, Germany, if a craftsman wanted to be promoted to the rank of chief, in addition to passing a technical test, he also valued singing ability. The famous singers who became chiefs believed that their songs were produced on the basis of learning seven disciplines, including grammar, rhetoric, logic, arithmetic, geometry, music, and astronomy. Only those with such a high level of education were qualified to become the chief in any industry.

Their promotion order starts with the lowest rank, "trainee," then "apprentice," "poet," and finally "master."

Later, Richard Wagner, who composed "The Song of the Nibelungen," created "The Mastersingers of Nuremberg," featuring Hans Sachs as the protagonist.

As for Rosso Fiorentino, he was Rosso Fiorentino Filentino, an Italy painter and architect, as well as a craftsman involved in decorative arts and fashion design. Because of his red hair, he was known as Rosso Fiorentino, meaning "Red in Florence, Italy." He was a friend of Michelangelo and Raphael.

"Clothes and shoes... who is he going to give them to..."

Bavan Shi muttered to herself, fiddling with her red hair.

"It's obviously a gift for you, Bavan Shi. After all, you're one of his people. Who else could he give it to but you?"

A warm breeze ruffled Da Vinci's black hair as he painted, and a smile appeared on the face of the Uomo Universale, revealing a playful look in his eyes.

"Give it to me..."

Upon hearing this, the Fairy girl, whose lips were pouting like a frog, blushed deeply and couldn't utter a word.

Then, after ten minutes, as the redness on her face, whether from blushing or the Sun, gradually faded, she suddenly opened her mouth and shouted:

"You, Da Vinci, give me some leeway! When did I become his... Favia?!"

"Because, it's very simple, isn't it?" Da Vinci's gentle expression was masked by his bright, dark eyes, and he answered matter-of-factly, "Anyone can see at a glance that Favia values you, Bavan Shi, very, very much!"

"No, no... I didn't really mean it, I meant it wasn't just for me..."

"But judging from your behavior just now, you seemed quite happy."

"I was just... just thinking about what the clothes and shoes would look like... that's all, yeah, that's right."

"Ugh, this feels really suspicious."

Da Vinci seemed to be grinning from ear to ear, which made Bavan Shi's face turn bright red again.

"No, really, it's not that. We're just friends..."

"Okay, I'll take it that way."

Da Vinci responded to the Fairy girl's explanation with a meaningful tone.

"That outfit would suit Bavanshi's style very well."

"R-Really?"

"That's right, it's like a dress tailor-made for you, it suits you perfectly, after all, you're a beauty, Bawanshi."