Chapter 197

Chapter 197. Finding a way to use the printing press (7) + The princess who draws (1)

“Of course, so everyone gets the job.”

It is natural for other artists to take care of themselves when things like this happen.

Nor is it to be blamed for lack of courage.

The problem is Duke Pratze, who has an overly narrow field of vision.

This is why even if the intention is good, selfishness shouldn't be involved in it?

But here I am excluded.

I can intervene unselfishly.

If someone else does it, it's an affair or if I do it, it's romance.

Even so, it is true that Duke Pratze's shoveling is annoying. CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

Isn't that why I'm secretly walking in vain like this!

‘Can we just go and set a fire again?'

Unprovoked fire strikes their house once more!

Look forward to ‘Banghwa's Pro Season 2'!

... is a joke.

I can't afford that now, and it's not such a big deal.

“In fact, there is no problem with that problem once it is hired by us, but... it

will be in the form of being hired under Arell Ernesia.

If that's the case, Duke Pratze can't do anything stupid depending on his mood.

It's a problem that can be solved simply by saying my name.

The current brand of Arell Ernesia has that much power.

“Still, if I rely only on my fame, I might get into trouble.”

At least, I tried to check the personality of the individual artist to some extent.

It's just that it's going to be this severe.

From their point of view, it seems that Duke Pratze is quite scary.

“My greed was too much this time.”

Arell is reflecting.

“Are you giving up then?”

“I'm thinking about that. Anyway, the atmosphere seems to be the same no matter where I go.”

Shall we go back and visit again later to find out?

There were a few people who showed their own craftsmanship.

The reason they refused in the first place was because they had a lot to lose.

So, if I personally reveal my identity from the beginning and guarantee that there will be no follow-up, there will be no problem.

If that doesn't work, you can put pressure on Duke Pratze separately.

If he's sane, he won't bother me.

I assure you, it will definitely come out cooperatively?

What if you go against it?

At that time, I'm really going to start a fire again.

Seriously.

“It's useful when you're in the position of being a member of the royal family in a large conglomerate.”

Even if I say this, I haven't used my identity much lately.

Most of them can be solved with money.

Long live the royal family!

‘for a moment....? royalty?'

“Arell? Why?”

Suddenly, when I was lost in thought, Asha looked at me and called me.

“Arel-sama?”

“Ah... I’m sorry. It just popped into my mind for a moment.”

“You mean another workshop? Are you going to find more painters?”

“huh. I just remembered another person I want to ask.”

Come to think of it, there was only one opponent I hadn't thought of before.

“Who is it?”

“There is only one opponent in the Kingdom of Ernesia that no one who can hold a brush can look down on.”

What if there was a painter with such power that no one dared to complain about any painting?

“There must be someone like that....

Just when Asha was about to answer, saying that it was nonsense, she also blurted out as if she remembered something.

She must have thought of the same person as me.

“I'm sure you've heard of it.”

It was because I had heard rumors about my older sister getting into an accident, and I was planning to become an independent territory someday.

“It looks like there are quite a lot of rooms. Are you using all of them?”

“Except for Meryl-sama’s bedroom, workroom, and servants’ rooms, everything is used as Meryl-sama’s personal storage.”

“A private warehouse?”

When I was puzzled, the lady-in-waiting turned her head to the side.

“?...wow.”

What I saw was the sight of the maids arranging the grits rolling around the room.

I heard that after drawing, my older sister roughly throws it in a suitable storage room in a room that is roughly left over.

“Are there quite a lot? Are those all drawn by Meryl?”

“That's right.”

“Year.... I'm eager. How many sheep does Meryl usually draw?”

In response to a question she asked purely out of curiosity without much thought, the lady-in-waiting pointed to the paintings piled up in a corner of the room.

“The pictures piled up in one corner are the ones Meryl-sama drew this month.”

“....what?”

Do you think it's more than ten points?

“You are very hardworking.”

The lady-in-waiting neither affirmed nor denied.

“What? Who is this? Are you Arel?

Should I say it's been a while?”

As soon as I entered the studio, a woman's voice with high tension greeted me.

As soon as she saw me, a woman with dark chestnut hair in a dress waved her hand lightly.

“how have you been doing? The famous genius lord these days? wow? Aren't you skinnier? Why don't you eat better?”

No, I eat well enough.

I'm not skinny, I'm sharp.

“...I’m sorry for not being able to greet you often. Sister Meryl.”

First of all, being my older brother, I was as polite as possible.

I can't treat him like Kania noona.

However, he didn't seem to care too much.

“no way? Taking too much weight She burst into laughter and shook her hands as she sat straddling a chair in her studio.

The dress she was wearing was also moved so sloppily that the hem was quite crumpled and even stained with dye, giving a glimpse of what kind of life she was living.

“No matter how much you do, you can’t help but be polite to your sister, right?”

“are you okay? are you okay? Just treat her comfortably like Kania. Or rather, since I’m younger than my sister, is it natural?”

If he knew, I think he would take a wooden sword and open a round.

“Then... let’s do that. Sister Meryl.”

“oh! Call it that.”

Quite energetic.

Who would believe this kind of person if he had a lot of temperament that was a nuisance in the corner of the room?

“First of all, it is a small gift.”

“huh? gift? What? What? Do I really like that?”

I hold out my hand, asking if I should give it up quickly.

Without a superficial greeting, they are really expecting something from me.

....You don't have any specifications.

His expression brightens even more at the word gift.

He is farther than me from the way he behaves by hiding his emotions in the first place.

“This is a recently produced ink and a new dye that has not yet been sold.”

“huh? I like it more than useless gifts.”

I am sincerely happy.

I thought it would be so, so I prepared this on purpose.

“I'm glad you're happy.”

“huh. I really like these blatantly honest gifts. Isn't it better than sending jewelry or dresses needlessly? Practical.”

“...Other nobles will cry when they hear it.”

Even when I said it bitterly, Meryl noona just laughed it off.

“so? Until now, Arel, whose face was not visible except for events, why did you suddenly want to see me?

ruler! Say what you want!”

“You seem curious, so I’ll be honest.”

There would be no need to spend meaningless time with useless greetings between busy brothers.

I really like it when we can communicate directly like this.

There is no need for useless pretense.

I confided to my sister Merrill about the circumstances of my visit.