The young painter let out a sigh of contentment. Today was definitely a fulfilling day for him. He had not painted a satisfactory work for a long time, but today he painted a happy and satisfying work.
This directly caused his recent depressed emotions to disappear.
It was decided that he was going to have a good drink tonight.
"Sir, I like your painting very much."
Suddenly a steady male voice sounded, and then a middle-aged man in a suit walked up to the young painter and showed an elegant and noble smile, "If you are willing... I am willing to pay one million pounds to buy this painting, and I can transfer the money to you tonight."
With such bold and confident words of spending a lot of money, the tourists and pedestrians who originally planned to leave the place stopped, and they all turned their curious eyes to the painter. They all wanted to see if this somewhat down-and-out painter was willing to sell his paintings at a high price.
However, after thinking about it, there should be no reason to refuse. For such a down-and-out painter to be appreciated by a powerful person for his paintings and willing to spend a lot of money to buy it, that is a good thing that cannot be asked for.
It's hard to believe that if the story of buying a painting for a thousand dollars spreads out, the reputation of this down-and-out painter will soar, giving him a chance to squeeze into the upper class.
No matter which way you think about it, this is an irresistible temptation.
"... a million pounds?!"
The young male painter's breath was also stagnant, and he was startled by the sudden high price. It was not that he had never seen paintings sold at high prices. However, these situations usually occurred when the painter was quite famous.
And his... reputation is limited to a specific circle, and ordinary people cannot judge the value of the paintings based on his reputation.
Therefore, he was somewhat surprised by the high price offered by middle-aged man.
But soon.
"A million pounds, that's a lot of money."
He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some vigilance. Experience told him that if this person was not a liar, then it was this middle-aged man who saw value in his works.
However, his work, middle-aged man, did not linger for too long. In other words, this man is probably not. Judging the value based on his paintings,
That leaves one possibility, that is, the two women he painted added value to his paintings, just like portraits of great men are generally valuable.
The identities of the two women he painted should be somewhat complicated.
"This is just a small amount of money to me."
Middle-aged man smiled elegantly and said confidently, "I really like this painting. Even if I pay a higher price, I can do it. However, young man, you still have to grasp the scale carefully. Opportunities don't come around all the time."
"..."
The young painter fell silent. He was indeed a little moved. To him, one million pounds was indeed very expensive, not to mention that there was room for a price increase. If this man was really rich and willful, it would be a very rare opportunity.
On the sidelines, people onlookers were talking a lot.
"If it were me, I would sell it. There may not be a higher price in the future."
"The opportunity needs to be seized. The fame brought by this painting sale may be far more than one million pounds."
"That's what artists are like. For some strange and reserved reasons, they give up the opportunity to make money. They may not be able to fill their stomachs, and the things they work so hard to paint may be left to rot in the basement for the rest of their lives."
"If it were me... I would probably sell it."
"Indeed, only with a secure life can we pursue what we want."
The young male painter couldn't help biting his lip. Although he was not very short of money, one million pounds was a lot to him. Although he thought he was very satisfied with this painting, it was difficult to sell it for a high price of one million pounds.
Unless, his judgment is correct... the identities of the two women in the painting are really unusual.
"Have you thought about it, young man?"
Middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, said with a smile, "After today, I don't have to buy it if I can. By the way, I'll give you a little more price, how about two million pounds."
He directly doubled the bid, showing his arrogance and confidence, as if he wanted a high price to directly break the hesitation in the young painter's mind. In the face of clear benefits, no one would want to bet on the slim possibility of the future.
"Sorry... didn't I say that before?"
The young man closed his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I like this painting very much. I plan to keep it for myself, and I don't plan to sell it out."
"Have you decided, young man?"
Middle-aged man's eyes are slightly narrowed, and his voice is oppressive, like a lion about to get angry, which makes people fearful unconsciously. If you can't bear the psychological pressure, you will probably act according to his words.
"It's decided, I won't sell it!"
The young man replied with a determined expression and gritted his teeth, and then said in a voice heard by the two people present, "The identities of those two ladies must be very unusual, otherwise they would not be so eager to buy this painting."
After saying that, he noticed a slight fluctuation in middle-aged man's face. Seeing this, he smiled reassuringly, lowered his head, packed up the painting tools, and quickly left River Thames the shore.
Sure enough, his guess was correct... the identities of those two ladies were extraordinary.
"Huh... interesting."
Middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, suddenly laughed. Listening to the passers-by talking about how many good opportunities the young painter had missed, he unconsciously felt a little ridiculed. He knew that the young painter had seized more valuable opportunities.
Those are modern portraits of 'Magic User' and 'King Arthur'. If considered in a mysterious sense, they would be extraordinary. Those Magecraft nobles are absolutely willing to spend a lot of money to collect this painting in their family.
However, whether the young painter can be lucky enough to sell this painting alive is another matter.
"Will... why didn't I remember that you like to collect paintings?"
Not far away, a voluptuous woman walked out of the crowd, came to middle-aged man, looked in the direction the painter left, and asked doubtfully, "I remember you are very poor, where can you get two million pounds to buy a painting?"
"Can we discuss the price again?"
Middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, shrugged slightly and smiled sneerly, "It's common sense to bargain, maybe you can buy it for just a penny."
He really doesn't have that much money... But as long as the young painter follows him and has the means to adjust the price, it's not impossible to let the young painter pay him back. As a Magecraft master, he has too many means to deal with ordinary people.
"Is that painting important?"
The charming woman was surprised. She was surprised that this painting was worthy of middle-aged man snatching. She did not see how valuable this painting was. Although the painting was somewhat pleasing to the eye, it was not worth snatching.
"Do you know who the two people in that painting are?"
The man in suit and ties shook his head with regret and replied, "One is the famous King Arthur in history, and the other is Third Magus in modern times. They are both very remarkable guys."
"King Arthur, Magic User..."
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and then laughed out loud with some realization, "So that's it, this is really worth your action. So, are you going to do it tonight?"
"Forget it... the thing about Magic User is not that easy to shoot."
The man shook his head, turned around and left.
Seeing this, the charming woman narrowed her slender eyes, and then sighed slightly. She was just an ordinary Magecraft master, so it was better not to have too many expectations.
Stable pursuit of magic... finding a Magecraft master with a good bloodline to conceive offspring is a serious matter.
Chapter 308 Twin-Faced Tower
The night is getting darker.
When we arrived at the apartment, the sky was completely dark.
"It's not too late...Gray should be almost ready to cook now."
Artoria explained to Touko beside her, and then she skillfully took out the key and opened the door. Immediately afterwards, the fragrance of food poured out from the house, completely arousing people's appetite.
"It's really good...Gray's cooking skills are getting better and better"
Aozaki Touko sniffed lightly and immediately smiled. She couldn't help but think that if Mordred had such cooking skills back then, he would have been able to fill up Artoria's favor, and have a calm and peaceful communication with each other, and there would be no Battle of Camlann later.
"Touko, you can come over and try more when you have time. Gray has learned a lot more dishes recently,"
Artoria bent down, took off his high heels, put on a pair of slippers with lion heads, and quickly walked into the room.
Seeing this, Aozaki Touko smiled a little, put on a pair of slippers and walked indoors.
She could tell...Artoria really likes Gray. After all, she is not only well-behaved and kind, but also has very good cooking skills. No one would dislike such a cute girl.
If you can get rid of that somewhat unconfident character... you will definitely become a very popular girl.
Nowadays, even if someone likes Gray, they will be unable to approach him because of his timid personality.
"Welcome back, Master Lady Touko, Master Artoria, the food will be ready soon."
Gray brought out a bowl of hot soup from the kitchen and spoke softly to the two people who came back. She tied a white apron around her waist, and her temperament became more like that of a wife, losing some of the youthfulness of a girl.
"Is there anything else that needs to be done, Gray."
Artoria walked into the kitchen and wanted to help. She was not someone who just waited for the food to be served. In modern times, she also worked hard to learn a lot of relevant knowledge about cooking.
Although he cannot claim to be a top chef, he has no problem making some home-cooked meals.
"Sir Artoria, just go and accompany Lady Touko."
Gray stopped Artoria from wanting to help, and pushed him out of the kitchen forcefully, leaving the guest alone outside. Even she knew that this was a very bad thing.
"No need... I'll help too."
Aozaki Touko smiled slightly and followed him into the kitchen. Even though she didn't usually cook, she was not bad at cooking. She used to cook a lot to conquer Kuonji Alice's stomach.
"Lady Touko, this is so rude."
Gray is a little at a loss.
"Don't worry, I'm not an outsider."
Aozaki Touko chuckled and skillfully picked up the knife and started cutting vegetables.
Seeing this scene, Gray had no choice but to acquiesce in the matter. Since Lady Touko wanted to help cook, she had no right to refuse, and she didn't hate this kind of thing.
Rather, it's a bit fun.
soon.
A table of dinner is ready.
Afterwards, the three of them enjoyed a warm dinner in a strong family atmosphere, chatting about some common topics and recent developments, ending the day in a very ordinary way.
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The next day.
At the door.
"Saber, do you really don't want to come together?"
Aozaki Touko was wearing an evening dress and asked Artoria at the door. Now she is going to the Izuluma Family to attend the banquet. The reason is very simple, that is to celebrate the birth of this generation, Golden Princess and Silver Princess of Izuluma.
As someone who had made an agreement many years ago, she had to go to this banquet in person no matter what.
"No, Touko, just go and have fun by yourself."
Artoria shook her head slightly. She was not interested in the Magecraft division's banquet, because the way some Magecraft divisions looked at her made her feel very uncomfortable, as if they were looking at rare animals.
It was as if giving them a scalpel would dissect her.
"... Okay then, I'll set off."
Aozaki Touko nodded slightly, hugged Artoria closely, and after hearing a farewell voice saying "Be careful all the way", he turned around and went downstairs with satisfaction.
Seeing this, Artoria planned to turn around and go back to the house, but suddenly turned around and walked to the corridor. Looking down with his green eyes, he found that a gorgeous carriage was already waiting downstairs.
After a while, Aozaki Touko walked downstairs, raised her head as if feeling something, and saw Artoria looking upstairs. She raised her hand and waved to Artoria, and then stepped into the carriage.
The driver waved his whip, and the horses neighed and pulled the carriage away from the apartment area.
"It's almost time to adapt to this era."
Upstairs, Artoria said something complicated, and then turned around and walked into the house. She had lived in this era for so many years, and it seemed that she was about to have an illusion. She was actually a person of this era, and the past was just a sad dream.
Especially, after Aozaki Touko gave her a different kind of warmth, this feeling became clearer.
However, as long as she still holds Holy Sword in her hand, she will not forget her identity as a 'king' and understand that she still has responsibilities that she must fulfill as a 'king'.
Soon.
She will be able to fulfill her duties as a 'king'.
During this time in London, she was not doing nothing. On the contrary, she had been paying attention to the construction of Chaldea. She was certain that Chaldea would be officially operational in a few years.
At that time, she can go back to the past through Spiritron Transfer, undo the mistakes she made, and undo the doubts she has never forgotten.
That's right, as long as there is Third Magic of Touko, Britain can be saved at the right time.
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other side.