The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 344 The Future Master of Abstraction

That night.

Kawena returned to her home in the suburbs. She threw her wide-brimmed hat with flower decorations on the butler's hands, rushed into the study, and excitedly told her father about what she had seen and heard today.

"...Sir, you can't imagine how handsome and gentlemanly that gentleman is! He impressed me much more in person than the portrait in the newspaper...I may not be able to sleep today!"

Looking at his daughter with a crazy look on her face, Baron Ralph Devol didn't care and just snorted.

"Looking at you like that, I thought he shook your hand."

"Father! How could a noble man like His Highness Colin pay attention to a baron's daughter? Can you please wake up?" Kavina glared at her father. Her resentful eyes seemed to be complaining, why don't you try harder, old man.

Ralph looked at her in surprise. He didn't expect that his daughter was still sober, and he suddenly felt a little comforted.

Most of the suffering in this world is not caused by hell, but by not recognizing one's own position in the environment. One is a baron but has ambitions that even an earl dare not have.

He was very glad that she understood this truth at such a young age. Sometimes he was not so clear-headed.

"And so, you were just joining in the fun?" He lit a cigar and puffed away.

"Of course not, I have found a new direction in my life!" Kawena looked at her father eagerly and this time she did not complain about the unpleasant smell of smoke.

Ralph, who was smoking a cigar, was alert and looked at his daughter suspiciously. Suddenly he thought that she seemed to have gotten the qualification to attend classes at the Imperial Royal Academy with the help of one of her best friends.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of his daughter's dance classmate. The girl came to his house last time and met him once, and then she secretly wrote to him... Which normal person would be interested in his friend's father?

Although he was not a gentleman, he still had some bottom line. At least he could not be his daughter's friend, so the matter ended there.

"What did your best friend say to you? Listen to your father's advice. I can tell from the first glance that the girl is not a decent person. You'd better be careful of her—"

"I don't allow you to say that about her! And it wasn't her who said that. It was His Royal Highness Colin who said that! He said that the future of art in the Holy City lies in abstraction. Artists in the Holy City need spiritual liberation! Our brushes should not only be used to outline nature, but also to express ourselves more!"

"Don't you think what he said is right? If we talk about reflecting reality, magic photos reflect reality far better than oil paintings! In this case, why should we insist on expressing reality instead of pouring more ink and brush into expressing our inner world?"

"No... uh, Colin? Did he say that?" Ralph always felt that these words were full of logical traps, but when he thought that the other party was a prince, and a prince who had the jurisdiction of a continent, he suddenly felt guilty and dared not think too deeply about it.

Kawena nodded excitedly.

"Of course! He said it himself in class... Maybe not his exact words, but that's what I heard everyone say!"

Ralph nearly choked on his own saliva.

It would be fine if others didn't attend the class and spread rumors, but you, unlucky kid, attended the class and still want to repeat what others said. Don't you have any brains of your own?
but--

Seeing her excitement, Ralph did not spoil her mood.

How big of a deal is it anyway?
He actually knew little about art. Although his family had a collection of many famous paintings, it was only to hedge against the depreciation of gold coins.

The prosperity of the art world in the Holy City is half due to the Vatican's unsparing investment in art, and the rest is due to the continuous decline in the purity of the imperial gold coins, so that the old money in the empire has to take the initiative to find "anchors" that can preserve their assets.

"I'm glad that you can find something that interests you. As long as you're happy... I don't have any requirements for you anyway."

"Dad...you're so nice!" A touch of emotion flushed on Kawena's face, and her bright eyes were filled with tears.

Ralph smiled with relief, but in an instant he became alert, because according to his past experience, whenever his daughter suddenly became polite to him, it meant -

"Since His Highness Colin is so optimistic about abstract art, would you be willing to sponsor a little girl's dream?" Kavina clasped her hands in front of her chest, emitting a radiance like that of the Virgin Mary.

Ralph pondered for a long time, sighed, and finally reached out and opened the drawer.

"Tell me how much it is."

Kawena moved a little closer, her eyes sparkling.

"1000 gold coins will be enough!"

"Just 1000 gold coins?! Why don't you just go and rob?" Ralph's eyes widened.

However, Kawena did not think there was anything wrong with her suggestion. Instead, she expressed helplessness about her father's "making a fuss".

This old man has no idea what fashion and trends are. If he did, he would know that this little money means nothing to real art.

The painting that Baron Medea painted for His Highness Colin is said to be worth 10,000 gold coins!

If she could produce a true abstract master, she could make the money back in minutes.

Of course, she had no real interest in making money, and she had never worried about money in her life.

"I plan to hold an art salon, gather some artists who truly understand abstract art, and then hold an exhibition with abstract art as the theme... Believe me, this trend will soon sweep across the entire Holy City! This is the moment for the Devol family to be glorious!"

The ups and downs of the voice sounded like they were sung. Ralph stared at his daughter in a daze. Finally, he sighed and threw the purse containing gold coins on the table.

"Take it. I have only one request. Don't let the name DeVore appear in your art exhibition... Also, don't ruin my and your brother's reputation outside."

These days he had been expanding his territory in Bailu District, but he had spent a lot of effort and had not been able to save up 800 gold coins. However, he was fooled by a word from Prince Colin in the lecture hall.

Kawena was delighted to see this, but as soon as she picked up the purse and weighed it, she realized there were definitely less than a thousand coins, and her pretty face immediately fell.

"Why are there only these? My brother told me that our family has made a lot of money recently, right?"

"Don't listen to that loser's nonsense. He doesn't have many reliable words."

Ralph paused for a moment and then continued in a more soothing tone.

"For now, our family's money is all in the land. Your father and I don't have much money to use, so please save some for me when you spend it... When you have achieved some results and need my investment again, I will naturally pay for it."

Of course he couldn't give her all 1000 gold coins, as the money would only harm her.

However, Kawena obviously did not understand her father's painstaking efforts and just thought that he was reluctant to spend the money.

She held the money in her hand and said it solemnly.

"Just wait and see! I will definitely make a name for myself! By then I won't ask for your money. Kawena Devore will become the most famous new generation collector in Uptown! I will be the future of the abstract world!" Ralph was almost laughing out of anger, but after all, she was his daughter, so he just snorted.

"I hope you can be as tough as you are now when you spend all your money. And don't expect me to buy your junk. I'm not so old and blind that I can't tell the difference between good and bad."

"We'll see!"

Kawena stamped her feet angrily, rushed out of the door and closed the study door.

……

At the Sage's Garden Manor, a gorgeously decorated carriage stopped downstairs.

Two waiters in formal attire came forward quickly. One of them opened the door swiftly, while the other considerately placed a footstool under the door.

Sarah, wearing a cloak, jumped off the carriage first, replacing the human servant who was waiting diligently at the door of the carriage. She extended her white-gloved hand and respectfully led her Demon King off the carriage.

These filthy humans have harassed her Majesty long enough today, don't even think about touching him again!
Looking at Prince Colin getting off the carriage, an old butler with well-dressed clothes and slightly gray hair but meticulous in his work walked forward steadily with a considerate and humble smile on his face.

"Your Highness, thank you for your hard work today. May I ask if your lecture went well today?"

Hearing this, Luo Yan's expression was a little strange, but he still spoke politely and courteously.

"Thanks to Count Hilfen's care, I had a very fulfilling day today."

That's not just ordinary fulfillment.

The enthusiastic students of the Imperial Royal Academy of Arts almost kept him in the classroom.

One of the enthusiastic ladies was even bolder. She took advantage of the chaos to stuff her personal belongings into his pocket. Sarah, who was watching nearby, almost got furious... Anyway, he had heard the sound of breathing.

no way.

Roxell Colin is such a character. He can't always cast spells to drive away the "believers" who are chasing him.

Hearing the hidden meaning in His Highness Colin's words, Stein smiled bitterly and showed an apologetic expression.

"I'm really sorry that this happened... But please believe that Count Hilfen has absolutely no ill intentions. That gentleman really appreciates your understanding of art. Of course... It's undeniable that he does want to create some opportunities for you to interact with people of your age. The students of the Royal Academy are all very good people. Their families and personalities are impeccable."

Luo Yan coughed lightly and said.

"Please don't get me wrong. I don't mean to blame Count Hilfen. I am very grateful to him for providing me with the opportunity to interact with the young people of the empire. It's just... next time if there are any unplanned arrangements, please let me know in advance, so that I can at least be mentally prepared."

"I will definitely convey your meaning to him," Stein nodded respectfully, and then continued, "In addition, the Earl specifically told me that what you need most tonight is a cup of hot tea and plenty of rest. I have arranged for the servants to deliver tea to your room. I hope you can spend a pleasant night."

Luo Yan nodded, took Sarah and followed the housekeeper, passed through the main entrance and corridor of the main building, and returned to the bedroom on the second floor.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him and the footsteps receding, the expression on Luo Yan's face finally relaxed a little.

Sitting in a chair in front of the window, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of tea and felt that the day's fatigue was relieved.

Today's social events are more than I expected.

Especially Miss Ophelia Castellón, that lady's obsession with him was beyond his expectations...even to the point that it troubled him a little.

I don’t know whether it was Prince Andrew’s instigation behind the scenes or whether the girls in the holy city are all more avant-garde.

To be honest, most demons should not be so open... uh, maybe?
Mia's face unconsciously appeared in his mind, and Luo Yan suddenly felt uncertain again.

However, he did not want to compare Miss Padridge with other people. After all, when they met, she did not have such a halo, and the compatibility between humans and succubi was also a factor that had to be considered...

In his impression, she liked to find fault with him for no reason since the first day they met.

"You're finally back, burp!" A long burp interrupted Luo Yan's thoughts. Tafu, who had finally gotten enough sleep, woke up by stretching her little wings, looking sleepy.

In the past month, she has been eating and sleeping all the time, and is almost turning into a pig.

Although she argued that someone had drugged her, Luo Yan said honestly that he had never used "black magic" once since he came to the Holy City.

The potion prepared according to the recipe of hell has never been taken out once.

"What did you eat today?" Luo Yan asked casually, as a "good morning" for the day.

"Roast goose! Two big roast geese! And a big pig's trotter! And roast potatoes underneath!" Taff said excitedly, "There are so many delicious foods here! It's no worse than your kitchen! Saint Sith, if I had known that the natives under His command knew how to enjoy life, why would I have put in so much effort? Wouldn't it have been better to just help Him win?"

As long as hell is completely destroyed, this creature called the devil will surely not be born!
She thought maliciously in her heart that fantasy wouldn't cost her anything anyway.

Looking at this useless Dragon God, Luo Yan smiled and said jokingly.

"It's not that you didn't know at that time, but you didn't have that thing, so your brain was not normal."

"No such thing?" Tafu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this sentence meant.

Luo Yan didn't explain, because if he did she would definitely get anxious again.

He could even imagine this guy arguing with a red face, "The Zeta Empire is the best in the universe in terms of technology!", "How can the natives of a mere primitive civilization discuss civilized people!", "Hormones only affect work and thinking and are of no benefit to people or society!", "We give birth to children faster than you can fly, and it only takes two months to fill a planet!" and so on.

There's actually no point in arguing about this.

Just as Taf still didn't fully understand what the soul was, she certainly couldn't understand why the Zeta civilization, which she had never seen before, would embark on the unique path of ascension of "castration of all members".

"I'm very tired today and I'm really not in the mood to tease you. You should just play with Sarah... Sarah, I leave it to you." Luo Yan yawned, without even touching the tea on the table, he undressed and threw his clothes on the hanger.

There is a funeral to attend tomorrow, which is the last thing he plans to do during his visit to the Holy City.

"Yes, Lord Demon King."

After taking a quick look at the tall figure, Sarah blushed and nodded her head. Then, regardless of Taff's protests and shouting, she carried the noisy little creature to the next room.

(End of this chapter)