"Seems like you really enjoyed my work, sir",
The person who claims to be the artist of the painting approached Calix Ender Waller, who was staring at the painting for quite a long time.
It was a beautiful painting of Elf man who have beautiful golden hair and green eyes, clear and faired skin and sharp handsome feautures.
KAO by Artist McLaren was written under the painting. KAO wasthe name of the painting.
No doubt that the painting was breathtaking it was a beautiful painting of the elf man and his beauty was beyond reality.
Even Calix forgot to breathe after seeing this painting. He was totally lost in that beautiful man's beauty.
"So this is your work, can you tell me who this man is?", Calix asked politely.
The artist grin proudly, "It's my own imagination."
"Really? I'm amazed. I really want to appreciate your work, why don't you come to my place and I would like to buy this piece KAO", Calix handed him his work card.
After that Calix walked away.
The artist was reading his card and was amazed, "He's a rich guy, I won't miss this opportunity to escape my poverty. Thank you KAO. You are my saver."
Now, the painting was already bought by Calix who always found himself staring at that person who is in painting.
As expected, that artist arrived at his place and Calix personally welcomed him, his secretary and guards were surprised to see his generosity towards a mere human.
Calix Ender Waller, the tyrannical black dragon, and ruler of all dragons giving his precious time to a mere unknown human just to know some clues about the person who is in the painting.
"Mr. McLaren, so who's this person in the painting?", Calix asked once again.
"Come on sir, I told you multiple times that this is my own imagination", the artist boasts again.
The guards and secretary who are fully aware about his temper, knew that this foolish human is about to die in his hands as Calix is really controlling his temper.
Calix massaged his forehead muscles and tried to calm his nerves.
He took a deep breath and asked again about the person who is in the picture.
The foolish artist again boasted, "As I told you"
He didn't complete his sentence yet, and Calix lost his temper and ended up giving him a good beating.
Now, the artist was sitting frightened in front of Calix, trembling like a leaf.
Calix cleaned his hands with sanitizer, and then cleaned them with tissues.
"So who's he?" Calix inquired furiously.
The artist seems nervous, Calix frowned at him.
The artist is finally at its limits, "Actually it's not my work, someone sold me this masterpiece, I don't know anything about him."
Calix groans angrily, and the frightened artist continues, "But I know how to contact him, don't worry."
The artist tried to assure him, as he was afraid, he would receive another round of beating.
And his idea worked, and Calix's expressions were now relaxed.
"That's very great Mr. McLaren, you are my guest now, until that ghost painter contacts you again, you will live in my guest house", Calix said with a smiley face.
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