"Time is tight, so I drew it casually."
Clearly, the witch did not indulge in the hope that Fu Qian would forget the location.
After realizing that her masterpiece had already been admired, she still maintained a tone of authority and explained nonchalantly.
"Casually... I must say, I did indeed grasp the theme from the painting."
As a Knight of the Pontiff, Fu Qian was quite cooperative, seriously echoing her, and even went to the trouble of nodding his irregularly shaped head.
"Actually, I made some additions later on, care to take a look?"
Though it sounded like she was seeking an opinion, the witch had already stood up as she spoke.
The Insect Knight, unable to move independently, undoubtedly agreed with his actions.
...
"I can indeed feel that the elements have become much richer."
The path from the hall to the studio wasn't far, and the steps of the Pontiff and the Knight seemed slow yet swift.
