Nolan, Hearthstone Tavern.
When Josh returned to the Hearthstone Tavern, there was a pile of bills piled up on Josh’s desk, waiting for him to look at them.
“Healy, do you want to hear my joke?”
Josh flipped through the Bills that Mrs. Marina had recently organized and said to Healy, who was practicing painting in the other corner of the study.
The purple-clad man returned to Nolan and began to teach Healy again. Recently, Healy’s learning had changed from illusion to oil painting.
So now Healy was in the study, gesturing at a huge canvas.
Over time, a postmodern abstract painting appeared on the canvas.
Healy was so used to using the drawing tools on the magic web that he almost forgot how to color oil.
No... if Josh remembered correctly, Hiri had never learned oil paint.
“What joke?”
Hiri raised her head and looked at Josh. Her cheeks were already stained with oil paint of various colors.
