[Vol.4] Quest 373.5- Elysium’s CollectionFollowing Gemini, Malion was amazed by all the paintings decorating the halls.
“Oooh!! Did my husband paint these?" She ca up with a painting. “He was never a painter, but could he possibly improve when he ascended to godhood?”
“Nope, boss said these were recreated from his mory. But he did collect a good amount on his travels.”
The paintings, in particular, were fad works of art from Elysium’s past. Sadly, Elysium felt disappointed in them as they lacked the textures of the brush strokes of the originals. Even using his powers to replicate it down to its brushstrokes, it was still not right in his eyes, each ti he would look at them he only saw them as cheap copies.
“I see,” Malion said touching them. Her artistic spirit quickly plumted upon noticing they were as smooth as the ground. “Tell …” Her mood dropped. “Does he like these copies more than the art he collected?”
“No. As for the art he collected, he put them all sowhere else. He would have decorated them through his halls, but Proanthos said he wanted the art of his ho world to be what paints his ho.”
“I… see…” Malion smiles and rembers these copied paintings. “Can I see the art he did collect?”
“Sure thing. This place has several rooms. Boss said it was sothing, sothing, dinsionally transcendental, or sothing.”
“You ntioned his travels. Does that an these paintings are from other worlds correct?”
“That’s right. He had quite a vast collection. I’m sure you would enjoy it.”
Malion followed Gemini to a decadent door. They engraved it with such detail that it was a work of art in itself.
“This is the boss’s collection,” Gemini said. “A spirit takes watch over it and maintains it; they are very serious and careful about it.”
“Do they love their job so much?”
“No, it’s because most of the items the boss got are very dangerous or delicate. So she takes it seriously. Oh, you’re an artist, right? Boss ntioned you did various forms of art.”
“I do. Is this spirit also an artist?”
“She sure is. Is she any good? You may ask. Personally, no. But the boss likes her paintings, each and everyone.” He leans into her ear. “Between you and , I think she is a favorite for the boss, given who and what she does.”
They enter the museum, and the first thing Malion sees is the white of a canvas.
Splash!
Sprinkle~
Paint sprinkled around the spirit, yet she remained untainted.
A nice shade of white that went down to her lower back, kept in a low ponytail. Malion could see she was barefooted with only shorts that stopped midway off her thighs.
“Oy! Caesar!” Gemini shouted out.
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