Vol 4 Chapter 129: memory

Ace approached with some curiosity, but it was a notice. It turned out that the public library had organized a painting exhibition.
This is a relatively elegant activity in Medemous City-state. Many nobles and citizens went there one after another. Ace had nothing to do, and followed the flow of people to the public library.
The Medemus Public Library is still so tall and solemn. The entire building is made of snow-white marble, with delicate textures on the walls. Ace climbed up the steps and walked into the library hall.
Everything is the same as before. In a trance, Ace seems to have returned to his youth, when he entered the library for the first time, and it was here that he obtained the starting point of the transcendental path-"Nicholas' Diary".
There are many paintings in the hall, and Ace was surprised to find that they are all oil paintings, whether they are portrait paintings, landscape paintings or other paintings, they are all oil paintings!
He clearly remembered that the entire Medemus city-state did not know what oil painting was. Except for himself, he had not taught anyone else oil painting. What was going on?
As Ace looked through the paintings and listened to the chats around him, the words of a blond young man caught his attention.
The man seemed to be very excited about a young and beautiful woman. The pimples on his face jumped with one of them, looking a little funny.
The beautiful woman politely covered her mouth and stretched her distance slightly, as if to prevent the other party's saliva from collapsing on her body.
"This is the oil painting exhibition. Look at these paintings, all of them are extremely real. According to legend, oil painting was born 13 or 4 years ago. It is impossible to verify who painted first. The city-state oil painting master Mr. Mordi accidentally discovered it from the palace. With the oil paintings painted by Mr. Wuming, he meticulously studied these paintings for seven years, and finally painted his first oil painting "The Sunset in the First Block"."
The blond man spit wildly while pointing with his hand. Ace looked in his direction, it was the brilliant sunset and the hazy neighborhood, but Ace was attracted by the painting next to him, and his breathing was a little short. .
This is a full-body portrait of a character. The ruby ​​red eyes are curved like the moon, the long blue ponytail hair is as empty as the sky, the beautiful face, a full smile, and the silver-white skirt adds a bit of heroism to the beauty. The beauties coincide, making people feel that this smile is bright.
The beauty is holding an ugly ugly murloc baby clay sculpture, seeming to be extremely happy, but her smile is very subtle, bright, true, heroic and charming.
"Athena!"
Ace cried out uncontrollably. This picture was painted by him for Asina. The buried memory suddenly lifted. He recalled the bright girl, the heroic prince and daughter.
"Unexpectedly, brother, you are so knowledgeable. This is the full-body portrait of the late Queen Asina. According to the masterpiece of the unknown artist, it is also the earliest existing oil painting."
The blond young man heard Ace's voice and seemed to have encountered the same kind, walked up to Ace and chattered endlessly.
Ace had no intention to talk to the blond man. He nodded slightly and glanced at the other person with indifferent eyes. The blond man felt dry and speechless, and his head was blank. He was shocked by the golden threat that Ace leaked.
Ace scanned the entire oil painting exhibition and found other works he had painted for Asina one after another. He suddenly remembered what Asina had said.
"After two years of waiting, I will be an adult. Take this painting together with your other works and hold a private exhibition for you in Medemous City!"
For some reason, Ace's memory woke up like waves, his eyes were a little moist, the late prince, what did that mean?
Could it be that Athena has died?
Ace was a little unbelievable. Although his process of getting to know Athena was involuntary, Xina had no malice towards him from the beginning to the end, and even helped a lot. Such an ending made Ace unacceptable.
He tried his best to calm himself down, with some cold light in his eyes, perhaps he should have a detailed understanding of what happened to Medemus City after he left.
Ace did not pass the local magic council organization, in fact he did not plan to contact the local magic council organization, the less contact, the less exposure.
"The old way, sneak into the dreams of a few older gods and nobles, especially heroes, to collect information."
Determined, Ace glanced at Asina, who was smiling as bright as the sun in the painting, and turned to leave.
The sun was shining at noon, but Ace’s mood was a bit gloomy. This time when he returned to Medemus city-state, he also wanted to see Athena’s mind from a distance. The bright smile was always deep in his memory. Place.
The sun slowly set, and the city of Medemus gradually fell into the embrace of the night, and Ace turned into a shadow and jumped in the darkness, easily sneaking into a villa.
This is the noble area. The owner of the villa is a man in his twenties. Ace shook his head and turned to leave and changed to the next villa.
The shadow slowly crawled into the bedroom of the villa, and Ace's eyes flickered with runes. The owner here is a 60-year-old male, a seasoned enlightenment, and the mist of dreams is diffused, and Ace pulls him into the dream instantly.
In the dark bedroom, a group of dreams emerged. Under the guidance of Ace, the dream returned to the place where the northern border fell. The whole city was filled with sorrow and fear. Athena stood on the high platform, wearing a silver-white dress. A, with long blue hair rolled up, her eyes gleaming like rubies, her expression resolute.
She lifted the treasure, "Praise of Frost", and awarded it to Dickens, who was kneeling.
Ace looked at it and fast-forwarded the picture afterwards. Athena stepped on the solid marble steps with bare feet and walked out of the temple step by step. She exuded infinite power, which made the owner of the dream involuntary. Worship.
The sound of the waves approached from far away ~EbookFREE.me~ The invisible sea fell into the air, and the giant of the sea leaned forward.
"Under the crown of the honorable goddess of grace, Pontos concludes an agreement with you!"
Asina's ruby ​​eyes have been replaced by pure golden eyes, and the elegant music sounded, and the elf was born from the void. With her bare white and delicate feet, she stepped on the void to the giant.
Ace looked at the dream, frowning, the owner of the dream couldn't seem to observe the scene too carefully, and only saw the dim light afterwards.
I vaguely heard the roar of the lion, and saw the blood and light drifting in the sky.
After that, but after a long wait, Ace fast-forwarded the dream again, and finally arrived at the triumphant ceremony. Dickens held up the "Frost Praise", followed by an ice coffin, in which Athena lay quietly .
At this point in the dream, there was no follow-up, only some rumors that the crown prince was dead, King Tedeus remained silent on this, without any response.
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