Chapter 1099 (2/2)
Beatrice hurried back to her bedroom to get the portrait. It was her favorite portrait so that no one would touch it.
Palmer was very embarrassed and said, ”sorry, your majesty Donne, the little girl may be a little too excited...”
”No harm.”
Tang en smiled: ”I've probably guessed what's going on.”
Sure enough, when Beatrice took the portrait and opened it, Donne burst into laughter.
As the saying goes, distance produces beauty, and people often add their own subjective impression in the process of news transmission. As the hot wise king of prandal, Donne's image in people's hearts is certainly more perfect. Therefore, in word of mouth, his original image has been completely broken up, but the fragments of the perfect king in the hearts of countless people have been added, Little by little, they gathered together and became the man on the portrait.
Is that Donne?
In a way, it is indeed Donne, but it is the collection of Donne's impressions in the hearts of countless people.
But from a purely portrait point of view, it has nothing to do with Donne.
”Donne” in the portrait pointed to the front with a sharp sword and dressed in heavy armor. His magnificent body must be at least more than two meters high. A natural and elegant blond hair floated behind him. The sword eyebrows and stars despised the distant rivers and mountains. At the foot was a sea of corpses, mountains and blood, and behind him were countless people waving their arms and shouting and cheering, And the vast majority of those people are dressed as civilians at the bottom
The most important thing is that there are too many subjective good guesses about Donne on this portrait. The image of him is really too big and manly. The lethality of this portrait to the girls in the waiting room is infinite, because this image is so in line with the heroic feelings of prandal girls
If this portrait is seen by the people of arlinks or Ellington, I'm afraid everyone can't help laughing, because they all know that it's fake. Everyone knows that his majesty Donne is actually a powerful magician. He likes to wear simple and lightweight clothes every day. Not only is he not so tall, his muscles are not so developed, and his appearance is not so perfect, It can only be said that he is as handsome as the big brother next door.
”Don't you laugh at my idol!”
Beatrice, like a brain powder, snatched the portrait.
”Not... My... Cough.”
Donne managed to restrain his smile: ”well, who told you that his majesty Donne looks like this?”
”Do you admit that you are false?”
”I didn't say it, but you've been reluctant to admit it. I won't force you.”
”Hum, everyone says so!”
”Everybody?”
Palmer whispered, ”it's a girl from several nobles in the city. She has a good relationship with the little girl...”
”Well, I see.”
Donne shook his head and said, ”little girl... No, Beatrice, although it's very important to break your dream - I mean, it's cruel, but...”
Although it seems interesting to crush a beautiful girl's dream in person, Donne now decided to let her go. After all, she is still a little girl.
Donne pointed to his nose and said, ”I'm really Donne. I'm genuine and honest.”
Beatrice was shocked: ”but you're so thin -”
Donne said innocently, ”that's because I'm a magician. Magicians are very thin. Have you ever seen a fat magician?”
Beatrice was struck by thunder: ”but everyone says you are good at swordsmanship and fighting -”
Tang en shrugged: ”because I'm good at melee magic. It's nothing to grab the white blade with empty hands and point at it.”
Beatrice was badly hurt: ”but everyone says you are handsome and perfect -”
”Well,” said Donne, ”I can only say that everyone is too fond. In fact, I'm just a little tolerant...”
“……”
After some conversation, the tall, powerful and perfect image of ”Lord Donne” in Beatrice's mind completely collapsed, replaced by a real, flesh and blood image of Donne. It was a great blow to the girl with an idol dream. Did she just sit there
Palmer smiled bitterly and said, ”look, I told you earlier, don't believe the portraits of bards. Nine times out of ten they are fake. Didn't you see that they painted me dozens of years younger in order to please me?”
Beatrice covered her chest and was hit hard again. At the moment, she didn't have the temperament to command the people to fight against the invaders just now.
Donne smiled and cut off the topic: ”I'm sorry to break your dream, but now, Ms. Beatrice, I'm very formal to make an invitation to you. Of course, if you agree, you can think it over carefully and give me an answer -”
Beatrice is full of excitement. Oh, my God! What is he doing!? Difficult, is it to ask, ask, ask, propose!? This, this is too sudden!?
Compared with Beatrice who was at a loss, Palmer almost had an excited cerebral hemorrhage, and the dream happened!?
Promise him!
No matter what kind of request you put forward, don't hesitate to promise him!
Don smiled and said, ”I don't know if Miss Beatrice intends to work for me?”
Palmer &&&& Beatrice: ”... Ha!?”