After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

An unknown art gallery and a closed studio.

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

When Alvy is in the state of a capable person and paints alone, he likes to sit on a chair, tapping irregular beats with the forefoot of his right foot in thick-soled shoes.

He held the paint tray in his left hand and the paintbrush in his right hand was stained with burgundy paint.

He seemed to be drawing a man doing an experiment.

"Hmm..." Alvy looked at the painting and felt that something was missing.

“It’s really hard to draw someone I’ve never seen before…”

-

The danger index of this mission is at least six stars out of five.

Therefore, they must protect more commanders and use the least amount of force to deal with this big BOSS.

The four people with special abilities planned to go for it - even though they knew that Daniel had some of their abilities, this was also to protect people without special abilities.

Please enjoy the extreme tug of war between Scott and Ivan below.

Scott grabbed Ivan's arm and asked him:

"Ah, why can't I go? My fighting ability is not bad. Don't you know that there is strength in numbers?"

Ivan explained while arguing with Scott:

"What can I do? This time the opponent specifically asked for a person with special abilities to fight.

“Besides, calling this Daniel a scumbag is really tainting the word, it’s too dangerous for you to go with us.

"This battle is very dangerous. What if something unexpected happens to us? At least you and Everett can still serve as the backbone of the Knights. You should think about the collective interests, okay?!"

Collective interests.

The word pierced Scott's head deeply. He let go of Ivan's arm and fell to the ground with despair.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Ivan almost wavered.

Scott collapsed on the ground and muttered to himself:

"Caleb...you must remember that I stayed here to build your confidence, not because I don't have the ability..."

Ivan put his hands on his hips, he was quite speechless, but this time he really wasn't going to fall for the moral blackmail.

Eric wiped the dagger clean and put it into the scabbard, then carefully put the dagger on his waist.

He was "specially selected" by Ivan as a "frontline medical worker" to go to the battlefield. In fact, everyone knows.

Eric saw Scott lying on the ground through the door. He was glad that Ivan knew his identity as a capable person, so he could go into battle without further ado.

But his younger brother (sister) can't do that.

He wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

"Stella, you and Everett should stay here. We'll be back after we deal with that disaster."

"Oh."

Scott half-opened his eyes and looked at Eric. He imagined Eric's face full of joy, "Huh, people with special abilities are amazing..."

Eric shut him up with one sentence: "It's true."

These three words are even more heartbreaking.

Scott collapsed to the ground again, no longer looking at the two people standing.

Ivan saw that Scott was having a little temper and wanted to comfort him, but was pulled away by Eric:

"There's no time to leave. It's better this way, Stella will be content if she stays alone."

When he closed the door, he did not forget to pull Ivan in front of him.

Bang!

......

Confirmed to be my brother.

To Scott, it was chilling. The real chilling was not making a scene, and the real disappointment was not shedding tears...

Everett, who was sitting on the tatami (yes, Everett was sitting here during the whole process!), witnessed the whole process of Scott being abandoned by the two men.

Similar to Scott, he also wanted to go on the mission, but unlike Scott, he was too lazy to make a futile struggle.

Because he was neither a person with special abilities nor a person with magical talent, he would just be cannon fodder.

Scott helplessly lay on the ground, stretched out his arms and legs, humming:

“Huh…Mmmmm…”

With two lines of tears, it really fits the scene.

However, Everett, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, just lowered his head and looked at Scott, his eyes full of "helplessness":

“…Forget it Scott, they are doing this for your own good, after all, this mission is really dangerous.

"Think about the bright side. As long as they can successfully deal with Daniel, the two of us will take it as a holiday."

"You are very generous, Everett."

Scott got up from the ground reluctantly, then turned to Everett and analyzed.

"I'm mainly worried about Daniel's composite ability. Because as long as he has enough abilities, it will be not much different from No. 4 [Simulation] - similar to him 'mimicking' a lot of magic power in advance."

Avery shrugged helplessly: "That's their business! Maybe after hearing about the danger of this mission, No. 4 and No. 7 will be eager to try. I think they are also thinking about this.

"Besides..."

Everett changed the subject and said, "No matter how many types of magic Daniel has absorbed, can it compare to the real 'Unexplainable Four'? I really don't believe it."

"That's true." Scott closed his eyes and hummed, nodding in agreement.

Then, Scott, who had figured it out, got up from the ground and walked to the sofa to continue eating his unfinished breakfast.

He held the fragrant tea in his hand, turned his head and asked Everett: "Your Highness. Since today is a holiday, what are you going to do..."

"Sleep." Everett said without hesitation.

Scott: “???”

He winked at Everett and put his right hand over his teacup:

"Your Highness! Didn't you go to bed at ten o'clock last night? Why are you still sleepy now?!"

"What else?" Everett rolled his eyes at Scott, "Maybe it's because of the recent cold snap, plus I often stayed up late recently, I feel very tired.

"It's a good thing they don't let us go out, so I'll just give them a day off. I was just worried that I wouldn't have enough time to catch up on some sleep."

Scott looked at the casual and comfortable clothes that Everett was wearing. He almost asked if these were Everett's pajamas.

The result is true.

Scott watched Everett leave the reception room after watching the show:

"Well then, go get some sleep. If you still feel unwell, you should wait for Eric to come back and ask him to prescribe some tonic."

"Oh, I see." Everett replied unhappily, then left with a smirk covering his mouth.

Scott could tell from his orange eyes that Everett was treating these things as bedtime stories: It really makes me angry!

But... he couldn't do anything to Ivan and the others. Maybe it was because he was a non-powerful person, and they wanted to protect him too?

This was the first time that Yuye had been "forced to be protected by others" in all the years she had been transmigrating into the novel: in the past, she had always stood up to protect others.

Hmm...what a novel feeling.

-

The city of Angele.

The blood-colored alien space was filled with crimson sand, the sky was dark blue, and there were many blue and black light eyes hanging in the air.

Sarah Lauren, who was forcibly pulled into a different space by Daniel not long ago, realized the function of these light eyes: at the end of the light eyes are sensors, which record the fighting methods and skills of the observed objects.

And all this data will be transmitted to Levisat's computer!