The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

v3 Chapter 584: Arriving in Florence

It is a very pleasant thing to walk in the shade of the riverside in summer. The bright sunshine, fresh air, and the melodious birdsong can make people forget their worries.

It would be better if there wasn't a Granny Artoria around who was chattering about the dark history of the big guys.

Especially in the past, Elizabeth had lived with Artoria for a long time, and it was estimated that this was because Victoria wanted her daughter to learn the upright and selfless side of Artoria.

This made Arturia know a lot of the dark history of Elizabeth when she was a child, and now these dark history have been poured into Charles' head.

Now Charles feels that in Elizabeth's long Lolita years, Victoria put her daughter in Abyss City to live in the abyss to make herself clean, let her daughter go to harm the demons and let go of the elves.

As it got closer to the city of Florence, the number of people by the river began to increase.

In addition to people who go out to play, there are many people here who are sketching with drawing boards.

Among these people are energetic young people and old people who enjoy life like retired cadres.

Some of them are honing their painting skills, and some are picking up brushes out of hobby.

Some people are obviously here to pan for gold, and they stand behind those who paint from time to time, studying the quality of those paintings and whether they are worth buying.

Like other tourists, Charles and Arturia walked two meters behind these people with very light footsteps, for fear of making a sound and disturbing them.

"what!"

A long howl full of despair and unwillingness suddenly came from not far away, followed by a "pop", and then someone shouted, "Not good! Someone jumped into the river!!"

The originally quiet and peaceful river bank suddenly exploded. Those who were eager to save people and those who watched the lively rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

This river is not deep, and it flows slowly. It takes minutes to get someone up.

Not to mention that there are many powerful magicians who come for a walk. A humanoid water element quickly threw the drowning person onto the river bank.

The middle-aged man with the big beard didn't need rescue at all, he was thrown up without even taking two sips of water.

An old man wearing a blue robe of the Temple of Flowing Water rushed to his side to check if there was any problem with his body.

A few elderly people stand by an easel, the man in the diving man's easel, paint trays and brushes dropped on the floor, and a landscape painting on the easel draws to a close.

Charles leaned over to take a look, then shook his head like the others and left.

After walking away, he shook his head and said to Artoria: "That person's painting skills... sigh... even my sister was twelve years old."

Charles and Mila's mother had a high level of painting. Mila inherited her mother's talent and learned to paint with her mother when she was four years old. At the beginning, she used her brother's fat face as a canvas to practice.

Poor painting skills mean that paintings cannot be sold.

If it can't be sold, it means that the artist has no income.

Just like there are street writers in writing novels, there are also street painters in the painting industry.

This painter was obviously bashing the street to the point where he couldn't bash any more. Today, he finally couldn't stand the pressure and collapsed and jumped into the river.

If someone who is underappreciated can still pull a hand, but the other party does not have the corresponding talent, then there is no way.

At noon, the two came to the end of the small river, which was connected to a wide river flowing from north to south. On one side of the river was a large house without walls, and on the opposite side was the main city of Florence.

The shape of the city of Florence is quite interesting. Its west side is " forming a river, and the east side is a "-shaped mountain, so the city wall of the city is built in the shape of an olive with two sharp ends and a wide middle.

There were many boats by the river, and Artoria took Charles to the other side by boat.

When she first got off the boat, Arturia asked Charles, "Are you hungry?"

Charles nodded. In order to go to Knowledge City last night, he didn't eat Mordred for dinner. He just nibbled some dry food on the dragon flight. It's afternoon.

Artoria said to him: "Let's go, go and see if those old stores are still there."

As soon as he entered the city, Charles felt the unique style of the city.

"This is the capital of art on the mainland," Artoria said, "Even in the sea of ​​​​fairy trees, etc., there is no place with such a strong artistic atmosphere."

Charles nodded in agreement.

The houses on both sides of the street are decorated with stone carvings carved into various patterns. These stone carvings have different styles, some have a long history, and some are the most popular nowadays.

Charles even saw the lightning bolt pattern of Maxwell's kingdom, a style that has been around for two thousand years.

There are many small galleries on the roadside that display and sell various paintings and sculptures. These galleries have their own distinct themes. From the theme alone, there are small galleries that sell paintings of landscapes, figures, and still lifes.

It's just that the works in these galleries are purchased and sold on consignment, and the level is not very high.

Painters are the same as other industries. Third-rate painters will sell their works in these galleries. Second-rate painters have their own galleries. First-class painters are the guests of noble families. Super-class painters are the royal painters of various royal families.

As for those who don't enter the stream, they either make a living or jump into the river. If they really can't, just keep a mustache.

In addition to painting and sculpture, there are also a large number of shops selling glass jewelry and gold and silver jewelry in the city, and the products here are obviously more unique and artistic.

"Huh?" Charles walked into a gallery with Arturia as if he had discovered a new world.

This gallery has only opened for two years, and insiders can see that most of the paintings here are by one person, and they are still promising newcomers.

The most conspicuous part of the gallery hangs a portrait more than one meter high. This oil painting seems to have been completed in the past two years. The painting is of a five- or six-year-old boy.

This pink and lovely boy was wearing dark red clothes with lace outlined by gold thread. He was standing in front of a desk with a thick stack of books neatly placed on the desk.

Arturia glanced at the portrait, glanced at Charles again, and poked Charles' calf lightly with the umbrella.

Charles nodded slightly. He recognized the people and places in the painting, but he couldn't figure out why the portrait of himself as a child was hanging here.

It seems that this is what he looked like when he was six years old, but his appearance has changed a lot in the past few years, especially the change in temperament is earth-shaking, and it is not small from the appearance in the painting, if it is not Arturia and him have known him for a long time. Suddenly can't recognize it.

There was a waiter in the store, and she stood quietly behind the two at the beginning, waiting for their consultation.

She thought that the two guests saw the painting, so she said respectfully, "I'm sorry, the two guests, this painting is not for sale."

Charles then said: "So it is~lightnovelpub.net~ This is a custom made by which master's house."

The waiter replied: "This is our teacher's benefactor. If it wasn't for the kind-hearted Earl McGarden back then, our teacher wouldn't be sure of our achievements today."

Charles smiled and left with Arturia, apparently helping the gallery owner by giving money to avoid a moustache.

Next, Charles followed Artoria through the streets, looking for several time-honored brands with hundreds of years of history in the city.

More than 300 years have passed, and some stores have been closed, and some have moved and changed their names, which makes the two of them easy to find.

Finally, Arturia finally found a shop she visited more than 300 years ago.

This is a huge vegetable market. Citizens will come here to buy their daily food. This store is located on the edge of the vegetable market.

"I didn't expect this vegetable market to move here. It used to be in the city center." Arturia said.

Then she held up the menu and said to the boss, "Two of each of the above."