Chapter 1302.1
In the eyes of Evangeline O’Rowane, painting was a way to communicate as well as a hobby to refine herself.
A long time ago, she wanted to be a hero. However, as time passed and she matured, she stopped naively obsessing over the idea like a fool. It felt so foolish and childish to remember how she acted.
Of course, her instinct to act without hesitation whenever an opportunity came up hadn’t changed. She’d grown embarrassed about being blindly obsessed with heroism.
That was when a new obsession found its way to her. She discovered painting!
She didn’t have some grand ambition of becoming the world’s best artist. She simply wanted to be good enough to draw everything she truly wanted to express.
That was what she hoped to achieve.
“Hmmm. The wings are a little off.”
Looking at the scribble that no one could possibly recognize, Evangeline pressed her palm down on one part of the canvas and smeared it with no hesitation.
[???]
[Wings? Which part is supposed to be the wings?]
To the viewers, it was just a messy mix of paint and graphite with no clear form.
[I honestly have no idea what the boss is even drawing right now.]