Master Tongtian

The corner of the lobby of the Green Warbler Hotel.

Cyrus sat opposite Lilith and quietly handed over a money bag.

"According to the agreement, if you sell the paintings, you will get six and I will get four. There are 1 crown and 8 gram in it. You can order some."

Lilith weighed the purse gently and knew that Cyrus was not lying. She was a little surprised: "Can such a painting be sold for 3 crowns?"

In one morning, she did basically nothing, just lying on the bed and posing casually, and earned nearly 2 gold crowns, which is equivalent to several months of income for an ordinary small town family.

There is such a good thing in the world.

This Rosen is really a money tree, she needs to keep a close eye on it.

Cyrus was also very happy. The wrinkles on his forehead had smoothed out, and the lingering gloom in his eyes had also dissipated a lot.

"The painting is sold in a nearby antique shop. The boss, Horace, told me that just because the painting sells for 3 crowns in the town, it doesn't mean it can only be sold for that much. If it can be sold in a big city, it will cost at least 20 crowns. Crown.”

"When you become famous in the future, and you are lucky enough to find a wealthy businessman who is willing to support you, it is possible for a piece to cost hundreds of crowns."

Lilith felt her heart skip a beat, and she immediately discovered that this benefit was too great, and it seemed difficult for her to hold on to it alone.

Once Rosen's story is leaked and reaches the ears of Baron Morey, the greedy Baron will definitely take it for himself.

Seemingly seeing through Lilith's thoughts, Cyrus's lips curled up slightly.

"I told Horace that I painted this to make money and learn magic."

"So, painting is not my main business. I agreed with him that from now on I can only paint 15 paintings a month, and I will pay 5 kronor for each painting. And he agreed immediately."

"Did you draw it?"

Lilith frowned, instinctively feeling that Cyrus seemed to have taken advantage, but she couldn't figure out how the other party took advantage.

Cyrus tapped his fingers on the table, and the smile on his face grew wider.

"I know you will think that I am taking advantage, but you and I both know that we must not let outsiders know about Rosen's existence."

"Only I, an official mage graduated from the Golden Dawn Academy, can confront the greed of the outside world, right?"

This is true.

Although Lilith and the Nightingale Society behind her have a handle on Cyrus, and even have Baron Morey as a backer, they are ultimately a group of prostitutes who sell their bodies to make money.

The social status of prostitutes is extremely low, and they can be ignored in ordinary times. If something really happens, the baron will not hesitate to sacrifice their interests.

But Cyrus is different.

The Golden Empire treats mages well, and every formal mage who graduates from the academy has a high social status.

Cyrus had a miserable life, but this was because of his own character flaws, and he offended big shots when he was young.

This guy actually came from a noble family. Although he could not inherit the family business because he was the second son, even if Baron Morey saw him, he would still call him Mr. Sellers.

Therefore, it is actually the best thing for him to be the painter on the surface.

But Lilith was still a little unwilling, because it would be difficult for her to kick this annoying mage out of the cooperation.

Cyrus said softly: "Miss Lilith, excessive greed will lead to disaster. My purpose is very simple, just to make more money so that I can learn more spells. I will not hinder you from doing anything."

‘Hoo~~’

Lilith sighed softly and agreed with Cyrus's approach, but she was a strong person and was not willing to lose the initiative just like that.

She smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Mage, it's time to fulfill your promise. You know, Rosen has always wanted to learn more spells."

Cyrus laughed: "Of course, of course, I will continue to give you a little sweetness to keep the boy's enthusiasm for magic."

With that said, he got up and walked towards the stairs: "I'm going to teach him a trick now."

Lilith immediately followed: "I will keep an eye on you."

"it's up to you."

Soon, the two came to the room.

As soon as he entered the door, Rosen rushed to greet him and said happily: "Teacher, you are back."

His attitude was as respectful as ever, making it impossible to find anything wrong.

Cyrus nodded with satisfaction, walked to a chair nearby and sat down: "Rosen, I'm very busy recently and time is precious. Let's keep the story short."

"Yes, mentor."

"In the Shimmering Forest before, I saw that you were very interested in the Mage's Hand. I will teach you the Mage's Hand today."

Rosen was overjoyed and looked excited: "Thank you very much, tutor. I will definitely study with all my strength."

Cyrus nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, sit down and listen to me carefully."

Rosen's lips trembled with excitement, and he carefully sat down on the chair next to him, but he didn't dare to fill it up, so he only sat half-full, as if he was ready to get up at any time.

This humble look made Lilith secretly roll her eyes.

"The world is really unfair. How can such an ignorant fool have such an outstanding talent for painting?"

Cyrus was very satisfied, because it meant that he had a high status in the heart of the young apprentice.

His expression became gentler.

He raised his finger and pointed at his forehead, and said warmly: "In the field of magic, the most important ability is imagination. It can be said that the limit of imagination is the boundary of magic."

Rosen has already deeply understood this in his visualization, but of course he will not show it. The expression on his face is "confused and confused".

Cyrus didn't care whether he could understand or not, and continued: "The Mage's Hand, as the name suggests, is a hand condensed by magic power, an invisible hand that only exists in imagination."

"Hmm~"

Rosen responded with a vague understanding, then stared down at his hands in a daze.

Cyrus raised his hand and patted the back of Rosen's hand gently, with a kind smile like an elder's on his face.

“It’s actually very simple to master the hands of a mage.

"You just need to stare at the things around you, such as this teapot, imagine yourself reaching out, holding the handle, and lifting it up, and you can activate the mage's hand."

Following his words, the teapot floated on the table, and a glass of water was poured into the teacup on the side. Then the teacup floated to Cyrus's mouth, and the tea was fed into his mouth.

Rosen's eyes widened, his face full of 'incredible'.

Then, he stared at the teapot on the table and tinkered with it for a long time, but the teapot didn't move at all.

After a few minutes, he gave up with a frustrated look on his face: "Teacher, I did what you said, but it's useless."

‘Hahaha~’

Cyrus laughed heartily and patted Rosen on the head.

"Don't worry, take your time. The reason why the teapot doesn't move is not because the method is wrong, but because your magic power is too weak."

"Then how do you make your magic power stronger?" Rosen asked knowingly.

Cyrus pointed to his head again, smiled and said: "Have you forgotten the silent meditation I taught you? Meditate for half an hour every day, for up to a month, and you will be able to move the teapot."

Rosen's heart moved when he heard this: 'Half an hour every day? ’

He immediately said: "Then if I meditate for two hours a day, will I master it faster?"

Cyrus's face turned serious immediately: "Remember, if you don't want to become a madman, it can only take up to half an hour a day!"

"I remember, mentor!"

Rosen knew that although Cyrus did not teach much this time, it was indeed the real thing.

"Child, learning spells is a long process, and you must have enough patience. That's it for today's lesson. I will teach you more knowledge when you master the hands of a mage."

With that said, he stood up and left the room.

As soon as Cyrus left, Lilith came over and comforted her softly: "Rosen, your mentor is right. Don't be impatient. Take your time. One day, you will become a powerful mage."

"Well~ Thank you, Miss Lilith, I will remember your words."

But deep down in his heart, Rosen secretly sighed: "This man and woman have a much better attitude towards me. It seems that my paintings have been sold at a high price."

He reciprocated the favor, stood up, walked to the corner and took out the painting tools: "Miss Lilith, I said, I will not delay painting. Come on, how about we paint another one?"

Of course Lilith has no objection, but she understands the psychology of men.

Men are curious animals and will quickly lose interest in things that remain the same, even beautiful women.

Therefore, women must often come up with new tricks to attract men's attention.

As it happens, this is Lilith's specialty.

"wait for me a while."

She turned and walked into the cloakroom.

After more than a quarter of an hour, she walked out, wearing only a layer of mist-like gauze, but her body posture was upright, her expression was awe-inspiring, her eyes were cold and stern, and she looked dignified and inviolable.

She is obviously wearing the clothes of a slut, but she has the demeanor of a lady. This contradictory expression appears on the same person, and a strange sense of beauty suddenly bursts out.

Rosen secretly praised: "This girl really knows how to play!"

He immediately picked a suitable angle and started painting.

The afternoon passed in the blink of an eye, and the oil painting was completed as scheduled. Lilith took the painting away with satisfaction, leaving Rosen alone in the room.

After eating a sumptuous dinner, Rosen huddled by the fire as usual, but the difference from before was that he did not meditate or study the hand of the mage.

While looking at the large mirror across the room, he turned to look at the hidden hole in the wall behind him, and then kept adjusting his position.

Ten minutes later, he found a suitable place.

From this position, the light from Cyrus's room next door could just pass through the mirror and hit his eyes.

The light was very weak and I couldn't see clearly at all, but it didn't matter.

Rosen entered "Rosen's Adventure Diary" and adjusted the angle and zoomed in.

Gradually, he saw the desk in the next room. The view was very clear, and he could even see the wood grain of the tabletop clearly.

If Cyrus was reading the technical notes at the desk, he should be able to peek into some of the contents of the book without the other person noticing.

Rosen was very satisfied with this effect: "In ancient times, there was Kuang Heng who chiseled through walls to gain advantage, and now I, Rosen, have learned through cracks, hehe~~"

However, Cyrus was not in the room now, and there was no need for Rosen to peek. He concentrated his mind and studied the mage's hand seriously.