Chapter 165

Chapter 165

What?

I just had a thought. I wondered if you were talking without even seeing my paintings, fueled by jealousy that my art is receiving attention. Just maybe.

Are you saying I criticized your work without even seeing it?

Agitated by this casual remark, the maestro exhaled heavily. His face turned red as if he might start berating her at any moment.

Violet asked again.

So, you claim to have seen my paintings?

Hah, have I ever said anything about a painting Ive never actually seen?

I see.

Violet calmly replied, wearing a sly smile. for new novels

If you claim to have seen them, then prove it.

Ive been waiting for you to say that!

After Violets sudden words, Cairn chimed in, and the bewildered maestro widened his eyes.

Cairn had indeed intended to take on this pompous painter personally, but his plan was thwarted. The nearby knights instead grabbed the outraged maestro.

W-What is this about! You wont let me go? I am Leonardo! Ducal Lady, what is the meaning of this sudden behavior!

Even the maestros disciples were bewildered by their teachers abrupt actions.

Violet, with an innocent expression, asked,

Do you really not know?

Ino matter how high of a position you have as a daughter of House Everett, you have no right to do this!

Enraged, the painter shouted with a face resembling a ripe tomato.

Violet tapped him on the cheek twice and spoke with a smile.

Whether its the crime of trespassing on the dukes estate, trespassing on the palace, or trespassing on my familys mansion in the capital Any way you look at it, its a serious crime. I just wanted to inform you that Ill report it.

W-What did you say?

Cairn clicked his tongue. Why did that old geezer have to provoke the witchs temper?

The revered master and teacher, with his head on the ground and unable to utter a word, left his disciples utterly baffled.

A hellish silence persisted.

After some brief contemplation, Violet finally spoke again.

Release him.

Yes!

At her short command, the knight let go of the maestro. His forehead was bleeding from being struck quite hard.

Violet, unfazed, continued.

Very well. How about you show me your so-called outstanding art?

Just wh, at are you trying to say.

If you want to lessen your sins even a little, you should know what to do.

The painter lowered his head. In his place, one of his apprentices guided Violet.

While the paintings were undoubtedly remarkable, worthy of being called the work of a master, Violet found them quite dull.

Her expression revealed her boredom, a far cry from the enthusiasm she showed when viewing paintings at the exhibition previously.

Her reaction left the apprentices at a loss for words.

Um, our teacher has a bit of an independent streak. Please show some leniency

A bit?

I m-misspoke.

Reducing a teacher who would boldly break brushes and slander rather than criticize into a bit independent was quite an expression of love for ones mentor.

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