The Most Dazzling Person / You've Still Got a Long Way to Go

"What's going on? Is Arash really that reckless? This isn't an ordinary battle anymore!"

"Contact them quickly and tell them to come back!"

"Too late... The Fuyuki Singularity has disappeared from the Sheba Instrument..."

"All of Chaldea's Archer Class troops have been wiped out... Master is probably going to be furious."

"Quickly check if there are any Archer Class left in Chaldea."

"Huh? There really is an Archer Class who hasn't left Chaldea. Let me see who it is."

At this moment, a teddy bear was following behind several beautiful women, with a lewd smile on its face.

"The tigress went to discuss the ownership of the Grand Archer, and I can finally go find the lovely girl I've been longing for."

On this day, a major event occurred in Chaldea: all the Archer Class mysteriously disappeared without anyone knowing.

Only a teddy bear that couldn't fight was left behind.

The title of "Grand Archer" unsurprisingly fell to Orion.

(Da Vinci, you concealed this information; what is your punishment! Doctor, you are an accomplice!)

P. S.: I personally have no objection to Orion being chosen as the Grand Archer, after all, Orion deserves it.

Of course, many people prefer Archery Sea or Chiron.

This is understandable; Heracles' strength is undeniable, and Chiron constellation seems more suitable.

But since it's already out, we have to accept it.

If you ask me, the Grand Archer should definitely be given to the Great Hero.

Many people in this world can shoot down stars, but only one person can shatter them!

Chapter 24, Section 463: The Most Dazzling Person

When Hokusai had Northern Home bring several large buckets of paint to the front of the garrison building, Northern Home realized that she had misunderstood.

The big thing Hokusai mentioned was not what she thought at all, and she immediately felt extremely disappointed.

"What's the point of this..." Northern Home muttered somewhat unhappily.

Hokusai ignored Northern Home's complaints and gently pushed Northern Home, saying, "Go and close all the windows."

She was observing carefully, but didn't have time to do these tasks herself, so she handed them over to Northern Home.

"Why close the window!" Northern Home said lazily, having lost interest, she reverted to her old ways and refused to move an inch.

Only after being urged by Hokusai did she reluctantly help close the window.

The commotion caused by Hokusai and Northern Home quickly attracted a lot of people to come and watch, wanting to see what they were up to.

The naval base was not large, so everyone quickly received news of any disturbance.

Hokusai was deep in thought, resting her elbow on her hand. No one bothered her; they all stood at a distance and watched, pointing and discussing amongst themselves.

Those who know Hokusai well naturally know what she's up to.

Even if you don't know, you can guess just by looking at the paints next to her.

"Is Hokusai going to draw on the walls of the naval base building?"

"Probably, but will it really work? This isn't a smooth wall; it has doors and windows."

Yuxian also stopped to watch. He stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "It all depends on Hokusai's skill in handling it. If he can integrate the doors and windows into the painting just right, it will definitely be a very good painting."

"But isn't this wall a bit too big? And drawing on a wall is more difficult than drawing on paper, isn't it?"

Yuxian nodded. The naval base building was quite large. When Nero built the naval base, he almost built it to the specifications of an imperial palace.

This wall in front of us faces the sea directly, making it arguably the most important wall in the entire naval base, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the face of the naval base.

It would be quite difficult for Hokusai to create something on this wall, but Yuxian believed that Hokusai must have made preparations for doing so.

"Let's wait and see. It's too early to discuss these things now. Everything depends on how Hokusai performs."

More and more people gathered to watch, and almost everyone in the naval base came here, forming a circle outside and discussing their own opinions.

"Alright! This is the last window!"

Northern Home called out from her upstairs window, Hokusai gave her an OK sign to indicate that she understood.

When Northern Home hurriedly ran down and stood aside, Hokusai finally made a move.

She took out a huge paintbrush and waved it lightly in the air. The paintbrush was taller than her, creating a stark contrast with her figure.

The whispers around them stopped the moment Hokusai took out her paintbrush, and everyone held their breath, waiting for her performance.

"Extremely auspicious!"

Hokusai let out a soft cry, dipped her paintbrush heavily into the paint bucket, and lightly ran towards the wall in front of her.

With his free and unrestrained brushstrokes, Hokusai's current aura gives people a particularly bold and unrestrained feeling.

Despite being a petite girl, she gave the impression of being a burly man.

Firm and resolute, Hokusai seemed to wield her paintbrush without the slightest hesitation, perhaps because a painting already existed in her mind.

Swish swish swish swish!

Hokusai spun around in mid-air before landing back on the ground.

Marks appeared on the wall, seemingly irregular and like random graffiti.

This is just the beginning; it's too early to figure out what she's going to draw.

Hokusai re-soaked his dried paintbrush and wielded it again.

Her movements are sometimes grand and sweeping, like a raging storm, and sometimes delicate and smooth, like a gentle sea breeze blowing through her hair.

Sometimes they shuttle back and forth, as if taking enemy heads in a hail of bullets; sometimes they stop in one place, quiet and dignified like a lady focused on her needlework.

Painting is like being a person; the people in a painting are the people around us.

As Hokusai waved his hand, splashes of color stained the wall, and beautiful figures gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

The blue hue is the color of the sea, the color of the sky, and the color of the ship girls.

Now everyone knows what Hokusai is drawing, and many ship girls have covered their mouths, trying their best not to make a sound so as not to disturb Hokusai.

They saw themselves in it.

The children knew they shouldn't talk at this time, but they found their own fun.

A group of children pointed and gestured, trying to identify each person and find their place in the painting.

A long time has passed, even past lunchtime, but no one has moved an inch.

Everyone has even forgotten about time, as if it had only been a blink of an eye.

Hokusai kept drawing back and forth, her forehead already covered in sweat. Such a large workload was an extremely severe challenge for her.

But her eyes were incredibly focused, and her slight panting did not affect her performance at all.

Katsushika Hokusai, sitting on the windowsill watching this scene from afar, felt comforted, and a strangely kind smile appeared on the little octopus's face.

Hokusai is his daughter, and he is very proud of her. The girl who always considered herself a painter has finally grown into a real painter.

Sometimes the difference between a skilled painter and a master artist is just one masterpiece.

Amidst everyone's expectant gaze, Hokusai finally finished the last stroke. She took a few steps back, stopped painting, and stumbled, almost falling over.

Northern Home, who was closest, quickly went up to help her up and said in an amazed tone, "Hokusai, you're amazing!"

Hokusai smiled, but said in a tired tone, "I thought you already knew how capable I was..."

Northern Home shook her head. "That's different! This time is different!"

She tried her best to find a word to describe her feelings, but she couldn't find a suitable word and could only keep saying that it was different.

It's definitely different. Compared to Hokusai's previous paintings, this one is full of spirituality.

This is Hokusai's masterpiece. Her long-term honing and accumulation have finally turned into a substantial breakthrough, and at this moment her skills have been sublimated.

Hokusai's work was finished, and everyone no longer needed to suppress their emotions; gasps of surprise rose and fell.

The once quiet naval base suddenly became unusually lively, with everyone sharing their thoughts and feelings.

A grand feast, a feast exclusively for Hokusai.

At this moment, she was undoubtedly the most dazzling person present.

Chapter 25, Section 464: You're still a long way off.

Hokusai completed the work.

What kind of painting is this?

Standing at a distance, the painting exudes a magnificent and imposing aura.

The ship girls are depicted in various poses, some at sea, some on the shore, and some in the ocean.

They steadfastly guarded the land behind them, and the scene of them fighting and battling on the high seas was breathtaking.

Although it is a still mural, it seems as if you can hear the buzzing of airplanes and the roar of cannons.

But upon closer inspection, a completely different scene unfolds.

Each ship girl is depicted with great detail; some are serene, some are lively, some are heroic, and some are lazy and relaxed.

It is the same painting, but it evokes different feelings and sensations depending on the distance.

It must be said that Hokusai's painting is very artistic, and even someone like Yuxian, who doesn't have much artistic cultivation, can feel its charm.

The ship girls were extremely satisfied with the painting, as it was a mural painted specifically for them. Every ship girl could find herself in it, and no one was left out.

Hokusai usually seems to enjoy playing around with Northern Home, but she has a clear memory of everyone in the naval base.

"Hokusai, you're amazing!"

Everyone surrounded Hokusai, praising her one after another, which made Hokusai very happy; she really liked this feeling.

This painting was originally intended for the ship girls at the naval base; if they like it, that's the best compliment.

Of course, some astute individuals noticed something.

Repulse stood beside Nero and asked softly, "Admiral, is Hokusai leaving?"

Hokusai created such a large-scale painting, and he had a feeling Repulse the reason behind it.

The Head Maid was a very thoughtful person; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to take such good care of the admiral's affairs without any mistakes.

Nero nodded, confirming his guess about Repulse.

Repulse couldn't help but feel anxious, "Then the admiral..."

Nero smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will stay and fight alongside you."

With Nero's assurance, Repulse felt somewhat relieved.

However, she was still not completely at ease. As the admiral's personal maid, she knew Nero better than any other ship girl.

She had already sensed Nero's unusual behavior.

Unlike other ship girls who take the admiral's actions for granted, Repulse has her own ideas.

Especially after the arrival of Yuxian, she noticed that some of Nero's actions were different from usual.

"The admiral... he's actually going to leave too, isn't he..."