Flora, who had heard the sound of footsteps coming upstairs, turned around with her hands behind her back and asked Shade, who had just returned from going out. But Shade asked Galina instead:
"Didn't you tell Flora about the danger of this oil painting?"
"I was just about to. Then your cat ran downstairs."
The Duchess, seated on the sofa with the air of the lady of the house, replied.
"Danger? What danger?"
"It's not really dangerous. After all, Shade has had this painting hanging on the wall for half a year without anything happening. It depicts an Unknown Level Relic. Yes, the one Shade and Emilia mentioned during the Woodland War."
Flora immediately jumped backward, but then stepped forward again and resumed examining the painting with an envious expression.
"What kind of painter would need such extraordinary skill and such powerful Spiritual Power to leave behind a portrait of that sort of being?"
That was why Shade believed that artists in a world like this were no less dangerous than historians and folklorists.
"Other than your work, my favorite painting at home is actually the portrait someone painted of me in the snow in Randall River Valley. You should look at that one instead."
Flora had brought only Miss Bell and three Followers with her this time. She had come to celebrate the holiday, not fight a war. Her Followers could stay at the Duchess's estate connected by a Teleportation Gate, but the Great Witch of Death naturally had to stay at Saint Derain Square.
"Before I came here, I heard people saying that the price per unit of land for Shade's house is even higher than Earl Winslet's residence."
That was because the Earl's grand Wilundell estate was not beside Cold Spring Palace.
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