The lord's visit had an effect that went too far. Ron knew he was embarrassed, but Kidd and the others thought that the lord's seemingly thoughtful appearance was because he needed to solve their practical problems.
He was even more moved, just as Ron had often heard the saying in his previous life: "A scholar will die for one who understands him."
In a short time, Ron felt more and more that something was wrong. The looks he received from everyone... well, he felt really embarrassed, so he quickly changed the subject to avoid making things even more awkward.
"I heard from outside that you want your descendants to attend the Magic and Martial Arts Academy, but have you ever thought about why you don't let your descendants become divine magic painters as well!"
The lord's words finally shifted the focus of everyone present.
Jais, standing nearby, was the first to speak up: "My lord, I, Jais, can personally teach the child to paint..."
Another artist: "Reporting to my lord..."
"..."
Several artists spoke up one after another, but as time went on, no one dared to openly express their intention to train the next generation of artists.
At this moment, the artists were all pondering their next move.
When considering the future of one's own descendants, one must be cautious.
Ron was not in a hurry; on the contrary, he was somewhat relieved, having finally successfully changed the subject.
It's already rare to find even a few artists making promises on the spot, considering that professional divine-art painters have only just emerged on the mainland.
While waiting, Ron was also considering that a new course should definitely be added to the introductory course on divine magic: divine art painting.
That's right. Not only should the divine art paintings, but also the divine art war songs should be further improved.
Suddenly, he felt that the magic and martial arts academy in his own territory was becoming more and more unique.
New and unknown things always pique Ron's interest. Not bad, it feels like if things continue to develop, they will gradually diverge from the pre-modern civilizations of the continent.
Nika was to Ron's left, and she was also considering whether the fox clan could be involved in this divine painter project, which the lord valued highly...
With so many people considering the situation, the scene became quiet for a short time.
Ron was the first to come to his senses. The plan that the high-level mage had come up with on a whim took shape, and he immediately began to act on it.
Having a strong soul has its advantages. Ron's thinking time was a bit short, but the effect will probably be good. After all, he is Ron! This visitor from another world.
"Alright, you don't need to think about it anymore. I'm just giving you advice; the final decision is up to your children."
"Remember, even if you promise me that you will nurture future generations of painters, you must not force the children to choose; guidance is the primary approach..."
"This is a rare opportunity, so I'd like to give you all a sneak peek at the upcoming reforms at Sandy Magic and Martial Arts Academy: painting will be included in the curriculum, and music will be included in the curriculum..."
He spoke at length, and it was truly impromptu...
After finishing his speech, Ron ignored the painters' stunned expressions and left with Nika.
It's just an art class, what's the big deal?
After Ron left, the painters started slacking off again, and this time, it felt rather open and aboveboard.
"Fellow painter, can you hear me?"
"Of course I heard it. The lord said that painting has been incorporated into the Magic and Martial Arts Academy."
"That...that's the Magic and Martial Arts Academy!"
"First there was the divine painter, and now he has immediately entered the academy courses. Lord, your kindness to us painters is greater than heaven."
"Hmph, once I've mastered the divine arts and returned, I'll show those who look down on me in the village! My priest, painting... is destined to flourish."
"The great Pope Sandy!"
"..."
Finally, the fox shaman Tiffany couldn't stand it anymore.
"Don't you want to work here anymore?"
At the manager's words, the artists dared not act recklessly any longer and hurriedly returned to their work positions.
Encouraged by this series of events, the artists worked with boundless enthusiasm, to say the least; they all wanted to work through the night.
I must complete the painting task assigned by the lord properly, as a token of my gratitude...
Outside.
Ron, Nika, and the rest of the group reunited.
When Ron went to the reception room, he noticed that Nika was distracted, and he roughly guessed what was going on.
“Nika, if there are any people in your tribe who can draw, you can consider enrolling them in school or having them become teachers.”
Nika immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Lord."
“You are my chief steward, this is just a small matter. I know you are usually very fair, but in some trivial matters I favor your fox clan. Actually, this lord…”
“No, my lord, Nika is fortunate to hold the position of chief steward of the territory, and she will naturally do her best.”
"Okay, whatever you say, Nika."
Seeing the girl's pretty face and serious expression, Ron decided not to say anything more, since it would be good for him anyway.
Of course, the head steward cannot neglect his own clan. In this regard, Ron himself can take action, such as increasing the number of fox-like subspecies admitted to the Magic and Martial Arts Academy.
It's just a matter of a word, but... could it be that the little girl deliberately left this lord a chance to show mercy?
Um.
Ron paused briefly.
"My lord, what's wrong? Are you going somewhere else?" Nika seemed puzzled, but secretly gave a seductive smile.
The fox clan is truly charming! Unfortunately, Ron has seen too much of it and is immune to it.
I'm not going to think about it anymore. What if it is or it isn't? I believe I'm confident in my ability to judge people based on my two lifetimes.
They came back and sat down in the reception room.
Ron calmly took his seat at the head of the table and instructed Nika, "Have the stewards come over here!"
Since it's a rare occasion for them to come and offer their condolences, we should definitely show our loyalty to the managers. As for the other ordinary staff, we don't need to do that; we should highlight the status of the artists.
After all that, I realized once again that the effect was too much. Well, the word "Pope" carries a lot of weight.
“If you have no other difficulties, then you may go down first. Nika, you stay. Rita, Zhiyu, prepare to write the new territory orders.”
“Nika, tell me, is there anything you can add?”
"..."
The next day.
As more and more notices from the lord's manor were posted, the bards in every innkeeper hurried out on their own or sent people to inquire.
Here comes the new content for the storytelling, along with the epic epic, recorded by the bards of my Sandy territory!
The announcement drew a large number of people from all walks of life.
The distinctive features of the Sandy Collar.
Low-ranking nobles, commoners, sub-species, elementalists, and so on gathered together—such behavior is unheard of elsewhere. In other regions, minor nobles would have long since distanced themselves from the commoners with disdain…
The main problem is that lately even high-ranking nobles have started dressing up as commoners to travel to Sandy Territory! Who knows if any high-ranking nobles from some kingdom or empire are listed in the public announcement...
A designated person read out the notice from the main residence.
"Order... to include painting in the curriculum, to include music in the curriculum... the Magic and Martial Arts Academy to recruit more instructors, with the same treatment for divine magic painters..."
The document was quite lengthy, and after the lord's official read it aloud, the crowd became even noisier.
"What is a divine artist?!"
"Has anyone heard of this elemental profession in mainland China? Could you please explain?"
"..."
"I can tell you're from out of town. Don't worry, stay in Sandy for a while, and you'll see."
"..."
"Hey Gavin, isn't your son good at drawing? Could he have a chance to get into the Magic and Martial Arts Academy and soar to great heights..."
"Wait a minute, let me go home and check. If the academy is expanding its faculty, will it also expand its student enrollment?"
"..."
For the past few days, after drinking and during meals, all I've seen are posts about the public announcements.
A divine painter, this painting can even make you a priest...
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