644 – I shouldn’t have done that (1)
A lot of hard workers, including adventurers, laughed at the advent of hard hats, but there was one person who couldn’t laugh.
That’s Carls, the artist who was branded as Isaac’s eternal slave. He moved his brush like a machine even today.
The picture I am drawing this time is a battle scene to be used in the ‘Normandy Landing Operation’. A battle in which all sorts of bloody fights are rampant, starting with a talent show in the sense of slang.
According to Isaac, this is the scene he showed himself the last time he was locked in a can. He looked at it and then he vomited what was inside for a while.
‘I drew all the sobbing soldiers holding on to the guts coming out…’
I move the brush almost like a machine, but the results are all great. Thanks to being so different, my skills have improved a lot.
First of all, if you just tell Isaac, he’ll be happy to get you the finest tools. Also, if he needs rest, he returns to sleep soundly in the chapel of the temple.
Originally, sleeping in the chapel is considered blasphemy and is forbidden, but there are always exceptions. The very exception is Isaac and Carlz.
This is only possible because of Isaac, who is followed as a saint, as well as Carls, who has a ‘sacred duty’ to follow him. Thanks to this, recovery from fatigue is not a problem.
‘Sacred duty is a piece of sh*t. I’m in a position where I need to be saved first.’
I am chewing, biting, and tasting Isaac hard in my heart. He put down his brush before painting the next picture.
Suddenly, I remember the time of my first contract. The day he mistook himself for a spring day that was finally coming to himself, who had only been drawing unique paintings.
If possible, I want to go back to that time and make the contract a thing of the past. What do I do when I earn money, I have very little time to spend.
‘I can’t say anything because I’m a true saint.’
It is impossible even for a genius to publish two novels a week. In the first place, time is absolutely insufficient.
But Carlz knows. What method does Isaac use to release two books a week?
When others were arguing, Carls realized that he was truly a saint.
That’s why I’m silently drawing without any complaints.
I’m not good enough to be beaten by the saint brought by God.
‘······Should we protest for a bit?’
However, if you continue to be driven like a slave, you may die from overwork. There is also a limit to relieving fatigue in the worship room.
Physical fatigue is okay, but mental fatigue can’t stand it. Carlz stared at the empty canvas.
He himself needs a ‘vacation’. He’s been working non-stop for a month, he wants a week.
He lives in a city of culture, but he wanted to escape from the ironic situation of not being able to enjoy that culture.
‘To do that…’
I’ll have to negotiate with the employer. And you have to hold a weapon that will convince the employer.
Won’t you paint if I don’t give you a vacation? Isaac’s personality would allow it with a smile. This is for sure.
However, if that happens, the serialization will inevitably be delayed. As blood and steel continue to develop, various things come out.
Therefore, there is no choice but to include illustrations. Isn’t that why he was chosen (?) By Isaac?
Thus, if the serialization is delayed because of you, you might face a backlash from the media.
Isaac will block it, but how can the world flow so easily?
The ultimate goal is to rest without any worries.
‘I have to show results that everyone can agree with.’
In order to do that, everyone would say, ‘Ah. You have to understand that this person has suffered a lot.
This means that the result of changing the so-called soul is needed. No need for excuses like this.
You dare to take time off from the holy duty of a saint because it’s hard! So that the word can fit in.
Kalz pondered over how to create a work that could change the soul. I did not put my hand on the empty canvas.
Instead, the eyes shifted to the works that have already been completed. Pictures related to the Normandy landings, the highlight of this time.
The battle is so grueling and blood and flesh that the picture is all the more essential. Only then can it shock people.
“Hmm…”
Kalz arranged the paintings he had worked on so far in a single row. Even if it is not natural when it is listed like this, it is connected.
She originally drew a picture based on the sketch that Isaac sent. But lately, even manuscripts are being sent.
Isaac explains that better results will come out if you know the context. This he himself agreed with, and he was satisfied.
‘Can’t you make a more natural connection here? I also put lines in the middle.’
Carlz stroked his chin while looking at the neatly arranged pictures. Her own duty is to be an illustration.
A role that helps make the novel easier to understand. But as I lined it up like this, something stirred in my heart.
Wouldn’t it be more intuitive than a novel if I added more here? Wouldn’t a picture come out as imagined rather than a text that stimulates the imagination?
‘It will take more time, but…’
It is something that may yield satisfactory results. Isaac, of course, will be able to convince the public enough.
Carlz felt a burning desire to create in her heart after the first time in a long time. And the tool to solve this desire is next to it.
But you have to be patient. I don’t know what would happen if I drew it without telling Isaac. So he put his mind aside for a while and took care of his clothes.
Will Isaac give permission? Carlz headed towards the Myshal Mansion nervously.
He’s pretty much stuck in the mansion, so if he just visits, he can meet him anytime.
“······So, please give me a week. I can guarantee you that I will be able to show you a really good work.”
“Hmm…”
It wasn’t long before Carls entered the drawing room following the guidance. He sat across from her and waited in silence for the troubled Isaac.
Compared to Isaac, who got a healthy body from Luminous, his holy spirit is really flowing.
I feel like I want to kneel down on my knees just by looking at it. Of course, being a vicious employer to Carlz is the same.
A person who gives a lot of money but never gives a break. He was overflowing with the desire to win a break somehow.
“It sounds like a cartoon…”
“Yes?”
“It’s nothing. So, what Mr. Carlz said is not just a picture, but several scenes and directions are added, and even lines are added?”
Carlz nodded at Isaac’s well-thought-out explanation. He is exactly what he wants.
At that, Isaac thought about it once more and then quietly opened his mouth.
“If that happens, Mr. Carlz will have more time. Is that okay?”
“······Actually, there is another reason for bringing up this story.”
Carlz looked nervous, but nevertheless, he steadfastly began to say what he wanted to say.
It’s very tiring because there’s a lot of work lately. I’m holding on somehow, but my mental limit is gradually coming.
He is taking a break in the worship room, but since he is an ordinary person, even this has its limitations.
But I don’t want to harm Isaac, so I’ll put out a work with a soul first.
I’ll come back after I’ve put out that work and convinced everyone, and taken a proper break.
“Hmm… You don’t like going back into the canned food, do you?”
“I will leave this estate the next day with just one letter.”
“You’ll get caught sooner or later.”
“··· ···”
“This is a joke.”
I don’t think a joke is a joke at all. Carlz felt that Isaac, laughing like a naughty man, was like a demon.
Though he’s actually more terrifying than the devil. Anyway, I hope you will listen to my request.
If you refuse, you will have to work again with mustard. Maybe you’ll get stuck in canned food.
“Yes, yes. I’m looking forward to it too.”
“Are you sure?”
But Isaac readily agreed. It’s so cool that the rest of my mind is flashing.
Isaac answered Carlz’s question with a nod of her head. In fact, he had changed Carlz too much.
He should be able to give him a vacation and do maintenance work as well. I’ll be focusing on the Normandy landings for the time being anyway.
The Soviet Union is still busy fighting and beating the Germans. So there will be no need for Carlz’s paintings for the time being.
‘I’m curious.’
I am really looking forward to how the first ‘comic’ will be born. Isaac glared at Carlz, who was smiling brightly with joy.
To be honest, it’s like a pumpkin creeping in. The Normandy landings, especially the bloody Omaha Beach, had limitations in writing.
So he had no choice but to compete with drawings, but the slave, no, the artist first suggested that he draw cartoons himself.
‘I’m looking forward to it.’
I’m looking forward to it even more because it’s a cartoon by Carlz.