Looking at the window, Hyderick chuckled. He drank all the black tea in his cup, put the teacup in the cup and saucer by the window, picked up the brush and the painting tray with his hand, and waved the brush freely on the canvas. With the rise and fall of the brush, thick colors gradually appeared on the canvas. At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the studio. The door opened and Arthur walked in with a book in his hand.
Seeing the smile on Hyderick's lips, the youth pushed his glasses and said, "Father, you're in a good mood today."
"Of course, I have no reason to be in a bad mood when I think about Lanny's son coming back with a sad face today." Hyderick laughed twice and said, "What about you, Arthur? You don't seem to have done anything since Allen came back. "
"Grandpa is watching closely. Father, I try my best not to do anything that will arouse his suspicion." Arthur smiled, and the morning light fell on him through the window. The reflection of the lens made it impossible to see the youth's eyes behind the glasses.
Hyderick's brush stopped and his expression turned cold. Then, he eased up a little and waved his hand, "Come and take a look. What do you think of this painting?"
Arthur walked over as he was told.
The oil painting was nearing completion, and one could see that the main composition of the painting landed on a tall tower. Hyderick used the angle of looking up to express the tower. The people below the tower were crowded, and the spire of the tower was hidden in the sunlight. A few pillars of light broke through the space of the picture like swords, giving off a feeling of tearing through restrictions. One could see that there was another figure on the tower. Although the figure was small, it was the center of the entire picture.
Without a doubt, the theme that Hyderick wanted to express was completely focused on that inconspicuous figure. Looking closely, the figure was opening his arms, as if he was listening to the cries of the people below the tower.
Arthur glanced at Hyderick, and the image of his father standing in the tower, opening his arms and listening to the cheers below the tower appeared in his heart. The tower represented power, and it wasn't hard to see Hyderick's ambitions from this painting.
The youth lowered his head and said, "I don't understand, Father."
"Really? I thought your attainments in painting should be above Kodorf's. " Hyderick waved his hand and said, "Go to Venus. Remember to record the disappointment of that bitch's son. I want to savor it."
"Understood."
Arthur retreated, and Hyderick's handsome face suddenly twisted.
"Damn old thing, why do you care so much about that woman? It used to be Lanny, but now it's Allen! My mother is your official wife, and we are your true blood. Lanny and Allen are just some bastards. Every time I think of such lowly blood flowing in Bescot's veins, I can't wait to kill them! " Hyderick suddenly tore the painting to pieces and laughed nervously, "Old thing, didn't you hear Bescot's bloodline crying? Don't worry, if you didn't hear me, I'll clean up the dirty blood on your behalf. "
After pushing the easel hard to the ground, Hyderick took a deep breath and turned to leave the studio.
In the corner of the castle directly opposite the studio, Anna came out from behind the steeple. She looked at the opposite studio and shook her head.
Venus Hotel.
When Allen followed Horn into the lobby of the hotel, the lobby manager ran over as fast as he could. He was destined to be busy today. Whether it was Bescot or Grant, they were both giants. The manager's job today was to serve the two families well. Horn patted Allen and said, "I won't go to the exhibition hall with you. Go by yourself. Hughton should be here."
On the top floor of the hotel, there will be a banquet at noon to entertain all the guests who will attend the auction. The banquet was jointly hosted by the two families, and as half the host, Horn, that was his stage. As for the success or failure of the Bu Hui, he didn't care too much about it. This was also the tolerance that a clan leader should have. Similarly, Grant's family would also appear there. For Horn, there was no different from another war waiting for him.
A war that belonged to him alone.
Allen carried his suitcase to the exhibition hall rented by Bescot. Hughton and a few assistants were already preparing the new cloth. Guests continued to enter the hall. Because the Venus Hotel had installed a live broadcast projection curtain wall on the upper and lower floors today, the number of guests in the two floors was basically equal. In any case, they could see the products of the two cloth on any floor, so the guests were happy not to offend any of the clans.
However, after the new product display was over, it was time to place an order. At that time, it was time for the two clans to truly fight.
At this moment, in Grant's hall, Lawrence seemed to have prepared the new cloth. After saying a few words, the host went straight to the main topic. However, the first thing to be displayed was not Lawrence's work, but some conventional weapons. However, these weapons were of high quality, and with the living signboard of Lawrence, a Sequence Master, these conventional weapons added a lot of points.
"The next item to be displayed is a second-grade magic weapon. Please allow me to introduce it to everyone." The host used his white-gloved hand to open a long suitcase and took out a long saber. "Flame Soul, second-grade magic weapon. Its blade is made of the Grant Clan's new material, nano-heavy silver, and its blade is thin and sharp. More importantly, due to the effect of the 'Flame Blade' sequence, the blade can produce an astonishing high temperature, allowing it to easily cut through the armor. It can be said that with a Flame Soul, one can increase their combat strength by several times out of thin air. "
The host pulled out his saber. Under the black scabbard, the blade of the Flame Soul was a warm dark red. There were a few thin lines wrapped around the blade, able to process the energy conduction lines to such a fine degree, but also ensure the stability of the Origin Energy transmission. From this alone, one could see the production capacity of the Grant Factory. When the host activated the lines on the blade, the blade of the Flame Soul immediately lit up, flowing with a bright red light.
As the red light lit up, the temperature of the venue immediately rose a little. The host casually waved his saber, leaving behind a few wisps of flame shadows in the air.
"This is a work designed by Young Master Diego. It has both practical and collectible value. Personally, I think that even if the Flame Soul is not used on the battlefield, it will still be a good collection. "The host ended the introduction of the weapon with a cold joke.
The practicality and value of the Flame Soul were secondary. The purpose of displaying Diego's work this time was to convey to outsiders that the Grant Clan would have a future Sequence Master. This information itself was much more valuable than the Flame Soul. That meant that the Grant Clan would have a steady stream of magical energy weapons in the next 30 years.
Coupled with Lawrence, the current Sequence Master, the effect was not as simple as one plus one.
Next, it was finally time for Lawrence's work to appear. On the projection curtain wall of the hall, the display of Bescot's new products also began. Bescot didn't have a host. In the picture, Hughton personally went on stage. Behind him, Allen could be seen processing something on the spot. However, everyone's eyes were attracted to Hughton, but no one paid attention to Allen behind him.
Hughton took out a rifle first.
Flame Fighting Rifle.
As an open secret, the Flame Fighting Rifle could be said to be familiar with it. This gun didn't have too many bright spots. It lowered the standards for using Origin Energy. As long as some weapons dealers could sacrifice their interests, they could also produce such a product. However, Allen walked in front of him, and Sirius, one of the Federation's trump cards, was the first to use it. Only then did the rifle add a lot of color.
Therefore, when Hughton displayed the Flame Fighting Rifle as a new product, many people revealed puzzled gazes, almost questioning and jeering.
When Hughton took out the Honor Barrier again, most of the guests had already shook their heads. As the most popular family in recent years, Bescot shouldn't use the Flame Fighting Rifle and the Honor Barrier as a new product display without any sincerity, even if they didn't have a Master Town like Lawrence. This would damage the reputation of a large family.
Looking at the curtain wall, Diego couldn't help but sneer and say to Lawrence, "Teacher, it seems that Bescot has no choice but to do so. They actually used these things that were already in use as new products. They are smashing their own signboards. "
"Today, we will definitely win!"
Lawrence frowned as he looked at Hughton on the curtain wall. Based on his understanding of Hughton, no matter how inferior the man he had studied with back then was, he wouldn't use equipment like the Flame Fighting Rifle to fill the scene. At this moment, as if Hughton had sensed something, he smiled at the middle of the screen in the curtain wall, as if he was smiling at Lawrence.
Lawrence suddenly thought of something and his body trembled slightly. He whispered, "Could it be that they …"
In Bescot's exhibition hall, the guests had already jeered. After Hughton took out two old works in a row, some of the guests even prepared to leave. If it weren't for politeness, someone might have questioned loudly. Hughton said, "Everyone, calm down. That's right, as you can see. The Flame Fighting Rifle and the Honor Barrier are no longer new products, but will Bescot really use such a thing to perfunctory everyone? "
This sentence had a great effect, and the guests who were planning to leave also turned around, ready to hear what Hughton had to say next.
Hughton chuckled and turned around. Behind him, Allen carried a set of magic energy armor and placed it on the display stage. In front of the armor's chest, there was a device that looked like a miniature reactor. The patterns on the armor spread out, and it was unknown what they were used for. Under the spotlight, Allen said calmly, "Look, everyone. What Bescot wants to show today is not any specific magical equipment." Instead, it was a completely new concept. This device is called a fusion matrix, and it does not have the ability to produce anything. "It only has one function, and that is to integrate the original components and produce a new ability through a set of conduction patterns."
"I call it a set ability. Now, what is displayed in front of everyone are the three components of the Blazing Battle Soldier. The Flame Fighting Rifle, the Honor Barrier, and the Magic Energy Armor embedded in the fusion matrix are a complete set of Blazing Battle Soldiers! "
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