Chapter 565 - Fine Artist
Chapter 565 - Fine Artist
"Huff..." Elysia stared at the rising sun outside the window while waiting for Sylvia.
'Hey, see? You don't feel too embarrassed now, do you?' Elena goes beside Elysia and flirts via their private telepathy channel.
'Uu, I'm so embarrassed. I might have used up all my courage by now. Sylvia calls this a battledress, but it's more like a seductive lady's dress.' Elysia blushed a little, but she disguised it with magic quickly.
'Hehe, you're always adorable when you blush. But, yes, the dress is a bit like underwear with style. If a pretty girl wore that, then it would look like delicious bun asking men and wolves to commit a sin to you.' Elena smiled faintly and looked up at the rising sun.
"Hmm?" Ella looked at the door because of the knock, but she turned to the Goddess of Blessings.
"I didn't seal this room. Hmm, it's just the Sea God, Devil Emperors, and the little ones. You can open it." Nell shrugged.
"Alright." Ella nodded in understanding and opened the door.
*Clack*
As the door opened, Dylan, Oceanid, Sophia, a cat, and a tortoise entered the room in turn.
"Eh?" Nell looked at the window and was surprised to see Elysia still there. She forgot that Elysia and Sylvia had not changed their dresses yet!
At that moment, Dylan froze to see a woman with long lustrous silver-white hair standing by the window. She was wearing a black dress with a blue sheen which was so familiar to his eyes.
Dilemma and nostalgia suddenly befall his entire being. That woman might be his daughter, but all that immediately changed when he saw her bluish-purple eyes.
Dylan's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing now. He was aware that some divine beings were present here, and he was well aware of the unbelievable things they might be able to accomplish.
The wildest thought in his mind suddenly came over as if he believed it without a second thought. Could it be that Sylvia begged the divine to revive the dead just because she wanted to see her mother?
"Illia? Is that you, Illia?" Dylan walked over with a complicated and complex expression. Even though it was only temporary, his wife was revived!?
"!!!" Elysia widened her eyes in disbelief. She looked down and immediately panicked because she was still wearing this alluring dress.
"Eh? Father, why did you come so soon? I just asked Ely to help me draw someone." Sylvia asked in surprise.
Unfortunately, Dylan couldn't hear his daughter's words because her focus was messed up.
However, Elysia dodged to the side and took cover behind Elena before the Devil Emperor touched her. She was scared because it looked like he would pounce on her. "You may have mistaken someone, sir."
"Huh?" Dylan was wide-eyed in shock. He could only stare at the Goddess of Light and his 'wife'.
"And she is Ely okay? We just had a photo session together~ Does she maybe look like my mother? Then how about how I look now?" Sylvia went over with a set of painting tools in hand. She then twirled in delight to show off her new dress.
"Hmm?" Dylan finally understood what was going on here. He mistook Elysia for his late wife. He then stared at his daughter with some complaints, but inwardly. "Yeah, you are my daughter and passed on some of your mother's traits and looks."
"I don't know if it's a compliment or not, but I think it's a compliment. Thank you. Hum-mm~" Sylvia hummed and hopped to Elysia's side. "Here's the complete painting tool. Can you please draw someone just based on the detailed description, Ely?"
"Could it be that the one you asked me to draw was... Your mother?" Elysia looked at a set of painting tools, then at Sylvia.
"Mm! I want to see what my mother looks like. My father doesn't have any mementos like photos or anything like that, but I really want to see her. Can you make this little wish of mine come true? I have no other intentions, please don't misunderstand." Sylvia gave a charming smile for a good impression.
"If you have never met your mother, then how can I draw her? Who will provide the detailed description then?" Elysia was feeling somewhat astonished. So, this reason was the one driving all of Sylvia's behavior this morning.
"My father will do that for me. He is the one who will give the detailed description of what my mother looks like." Sylvia pointed her finger at her father.
"O-okay, I understand. But, I need to change my clothes first." Elysia immediately ran off to the dressing room because she couldn't bear being stared at by the men with intense gazes.
"That's a shame. Well, at least I can see our angel dressed as a lust devil. It's an amazing sight and I think it will stick in my mind." Oceanid folded his arms with some satisfaction.
"That's not lusty devil's outfit, but a demonic dragon battledress." Dylan emphasized that justification.
"Hum, I think Ely has reached her limit. I didn't go overboard, did I?" Sylvia asked the Goddess of Light for an opinion.
"I don't think so. But Ely will be wary of you if you ask her to wear something. It's not a big deal if Ely doesn't say she hates it." Elena shrugged her shoulders and went to the dressing room to help Elysia.
"Hey, what are you doing, master!?" Elysia was surprised by Elena's sudden presence.
"I'll help you clean up this mess. Look, that hair dye is hard to clean by yourself. Come here. I'll take care of it for you." Elena asked Elysia to sit on the stool.
"But, but-" Elysia tried to come up with an excuse.
Unfortunately, Elena pressed her finger to Elysia's lips. "Say no more."
After that, the dressing room was sealed in a barrier, and no more sound could be heard from there.
"Uugh, how can that be? That human girl can mess things up because of her appearance. Is she intending to attract my lord's attention with her charms? How dare she!?" Sophia bit her handkerchief in annoyance and agitation.
She was aware that it was pretty tricky for her crush to move on, especially since the daughter didn't seem to like her. And now, plus that girl who might look like her crush's late wife.
"Oh no, I can feel the flames of jealousy from an insecure fire birb. We'd better stay away to avoid unnecessary unreasonable trouble." Oceanid brought Theo and Gio to take some distance.
A few moments later, Elysia returned to the room with Elena. She was now wearing only a simple long white dress, a complete contrast to what she had just worn a few minutes ago.
Elysia and Elena sat on the sofa, with Elysia at the edge. Then Sylvia went to sit beside them and placed the painting kit in front of Elysia.
"Father, what are you doing there? Hurry up and explain in detail what mother looks like. We don't have a whole day because we are going to exterminate the Accursed God today." Sylvia patted the seat next to her impatiently.
"Only divine beings are involved in battle, right? You'll be wiped out in a few seconds if you get involved in a divine class battle." Dylan rolled his eyes because he knew what might happen next.
He then sat down on the sofa with a calm demeanor. He tried not to relate what had just happened to the current situation. Even so, he couldn't help but look at Elysia with the image of his wife there. Their appearance looked similar earlier. It was as if his wife reincarnated into this young human girl.
"Sir Devil Emperor?" Elysia took the pen and waited for the detailed description.
"Hm, very well... I need to remind you, human girl. You will not be forgiven if you are not as good as my daughter told me. You will suffer the consequences if the result you draw is not what I expected." Dylan emphasized his warning as if it meant a lot to him.
"I know your reasons, but are you underestimating my Ely? Very well... In that case, you will need to pay a heavy price to receive her masterpiece in return. Do you dare to take it?" Elena smirked defiantly.
Dylan stared at the Goddess of Light's face. This Goddess might look like someone at the peak of beauty and could manipulate everything in her palm, but that wouldn't let him fall into her trap. "That depends on my satisfaction."
"I'll take that as a yes. Don't regret your decision, Devil Emperor Dylan. Alright, now let's start with a detailed description of your late wife's face. You can say whatever it is, and my Ely will draw it accordingly." Elena pointed her palm at Dylan to let him speak.
Dylan took a deep breath. aThis is not the first time he asked someone to draw a picture of his late wife for his satisfaction and to commemorate her departure.
Unfortunately, none of the artists could live up to his expectations even though he had provided the most intricate details.
Perhaps, today would be different because the one who would do that would be a Goddess's precious disciple. Therefore, Dylan described everything he could remember from his late wife's whole appearance.
After about twenty minutes of listening, Elysia nodded in understanding when Dylan was done with his description. She then began to draw the image of a graceful and elegant woman onto an art paper.
Even without imagination magic, Elysia could create an image of a woman, which she thought was very accurate with the description she got. Although it was still in the form of a sketch only.
"I'm not done with this yet, but what do you think of this sketch?" Elysia showed her unfinished drawing to Dylan and Sylvia.