Most of the professionals approved as nobles through the technical route generally fall into this category.
Viscount Anzi once said that Lady Xilin’s husband should also be in this echelon.
The ironic thing is, despite Lady Xilin only living in her husband’s villa for three years.
In those three years, she left more traces in this villa than in the ho where she lived for the previous twenty years.
It was just that when Louis walked into the house, he was still shocked.
Because he saw a painting two people high in the master bedroom.
In the painting was a lifelike door.
Louis felt a highly concentrated spatial fluctuation emanating from the painting.
As he reached out to touch it, the door in the painting...
was actually pushed open.
"What the...!"
Louis stared blankly at the scenery beyond the door.
On the other side of the door was a sealed attic.
Outside the attic’s window sill was the sunset.
rlin’s Spiritual Body quietly appeared around him:
"Is it the Love God’s gift?"
"What do you an by the Love God’s second gift?"
rlin said plainly, "Oh, I almost forgot, in your era, few people know about the Love God’s second gift."
"Tell more." Louis always had an unspeakable enthusiasm for things unknown.
rlin did not act like a riddler, directly saying:
"Many years ago, the Goddess of Beauty fell; as Her divine friend, the Love God attempted several tis to resurrect the Goddess of Beauty."
"However, the Goddess of Beauty had indeed vanished, leaving only so of Her divine essence and duties."
"The Love God eventually chose to integrate part of the Goddess of Beauty’s power into Herself, along with so of the Goddess of Beauty’s teachings into Her own."
Louis paused for a mont and then realized.
No wonder the Love God’s teachings included a yearning and protection for beautiful things.
It turned out to be the result of divine power integration.
rlin said lightly:
"What you now call the genius disease is, in fact, the Love God’s failure to fully absorb the Goddess of Beauty’s power, resulting in an overflow of authority."
"These overflowing authorities vary in size, carrying more or less remnants of the Goddess of Beauty’s power."
"Sotis this authority is absorbed by ordinary people, which originally should be a good thing."
"But those inherently implanted with such authority, without the chance to grow, are filled by the authority’s power."
"You know the result of excess."
Louis realized suddenly.
It’s like so dicine that can accelerate healing for adults and even serve as nourishnt.
But if given to minors, it would cause an unbearable burden on the body.
Even the smallest amount of the Goddess of Beauty’s authority is an overwhelming burden for ordinary people who have yet to mature.
It’s just that this authority... really is quite ludicrous.
He glanced at the sign beside the "door in the painting."
That sign was evidently placed there by Viscount Anzi.
Next to the sign, it read:
"On a certain year, certain month, certain day, Lady Xilin painted a door to her bedroom to sever ties with her past family."
Louis sneered.
The door’s opposite was a room not quite suitable as a bedroom.
When he traversed through, he unfolded his Spiritual Power and instantly understood the structure of the entire house.
This room, for the villa opposite the door, is completely inappropriate for a noble lady.
She’s not so neglected illegitimate daughter from a lodramatic romance comic.
This was a child born of the sa parents.
Yet this room felt worse than the butler’s quarters.
It really was quite absurd.
He noticed there was another extrely spacious room beside this one.
Judging by the style of the next room, it seed to have a feminine touch.
No surprise, it should be the room where Lady Xilin’s sick sister lived.
Perhaps she was arranged here by her family to care for her sister?
Humans are strange creatures.
If you don’t speak up loudly, vocalizing your sacrifices, the ones for whom you sacrifice might easily take it for granted.
Lady Xilin’s lifeti avoidance of interacting with her family to the extent that her husband’s house beca her residence explains a lot.
Yet...
"Using a painting instead of a space teleportation array?"
Louis sighed inwardly.
He glanced at the painting itself.
The lifelike door appeared incredibly old.
Louis suddenly realized a problem.
This door in the painting has likely existed for over a hundred years.
This antiquated style looked as though it had endured a century.
Yet clearly, even if Lady Xilin had the genius disease, she couldn’t possibly imagine the door’s appearance a hundred years later.
Which ans...
From the mont she began to paint this door, the content etched into the painting would automatically change over ti.
Only then can you explain why the door in the painting appears as such.
Just one "door in the painting" with such effects, he couldn’t imagine what effects more powerful paintings would have.
This kind of artwork truly is rare in the world.
Were it destroyed, even Louis, with his artistic tendency, would find it a pity.
Who would have thought one day he would resonate with Viscount Anzi, a follower of the Love God?
However, why did Viscount Anzi not take such an important painting?
A trace of doubt flashed in his mind.
But one thing was certain; just because of this painting, he indeed needed to properly deal with the undead in this house.
"Master rlin, I need your help. You should understand what I want to do."
rlin whispered:
"Confirming terrain, are you sure you wish to consu one valuable eternal training opportunity to achieve the goal?"
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