<h4>Chapter 35: Imagination Art</h4>


    ''I''m angry! Dammit!'' Luttrena growled as she walked past the stalls one after another.


    "Excuse me…" Suddenly, a familiar voice called out to her, causing her to turn around and stare in the direction of the voice. She immediately knew who the caller was, ''He''s the student that makes the portraits. His name…''


    "In, right?" Luttrena stared at her caller in confusion, "Do you have something to do with me?"


    "Ahh, yes." In smiled wryly and asked, "You''re someone affluent, right?"


    "Why are you asking that?" Luttrena frowned. She was already in a bad mood, so she felt like she might snap at him if he talked to her anymore.


    "I noticed that you''re in a bad mood. I don''t mean to overstep my boundary, but if you wish to take a breather and rx, I can help with that. I can make portraits that calm you at a nce." He spoke.


    "I''m not in the mood." Luttrena huffed, about to walk away, "Don''t bother me."


    "You''re on the verge of a copse." In''s voice turned serious, "Your emotional state is very strained at present. With the slightest nudge, your Spirit Containers might break. At least twenty Prana might leak out as a result."


    "You…" Luttrena was stunned. She intended to snap at him, but the cultivator''s instinct drilled into her since young made her think for a moment. If what In said was right, she might lose twenty Prana. That was dangerous. Even for her, losing that much would imply she wasn''t good at controlling her emotions.


    Her father''s already low attention on her mightpletely vanish after that. She was irritated upon being denied a child of her own. That affected her tremendously, especially since births were treated as sacred.


    Even though it was because of Vir''s actions, it was in her body that a childbirth had been denied. That was taking a mental toll on her.


    She red at In, "I''m the 43rd Settlement Leader''s daughter, Luttrena. I''m not weak enough that a minor emotional fluctuation would cause my Spirit Containers to…"


    "I have the Fragment Disease," In made eye contact, sporting a solemn expression as he said, observing her flinch in surprise at his reveal, "At the slightest change in my emotional state, my Spirit Container shatters. I have gone through the process enough times to recognise it with a nce. You''re at that state presently."


    "Thanks to my disease, I believe I have the expertise toment on your condition."


    "Fragment Disease…" She muttered, calming down. She took in deep breaths and circted the Mystic Bone Art, gradually clearing out her thoughts.


    She had a friend that had the Fragment Disease.


    When he graduated and proved useless to the n, he was tossed into a Pranic Beast''s mouth. She had personally witnessed the sight. By emitting her Prana, she sensed the faint cracks in his body, verifying that he indeed had the disease. Therefore, she knew the weight behind In''s statement.


    "Thank you, I have calmed down enough." She said after a couple of minutes had passed, "But I apologise. I don''t need any help. I can naturally control my emotions."


    "I''m d you''re able to do so," In broke into a smile, "As a Death Row student, I''m always desperate to make myself useful to the n. And when I saw your condition, I knew I had to alert you about it."


    "Moreover, you paid me 20 Parute. So, you''re an important customer of mine." He grinned, behaving like a novice, penny-pincher merchant. His intentions were clear. By helping her now, he was hoping for more business from her in the future. As he didn''t even disy a shred of cunning, Luttrena only amounted to his child''s y scheme as being cute.


    "Haha!" Luttrena chuckled and extended her hand for a shake, "In, right? Can you makerger portraits?"


    "I can," In patted his chest, "There''s no limit to the size. As big as you want, I can make it, whether it be a portrait or a sculpture, from one person to your entire family. I can do them all. Also,"


    He sported a smug expression, "I can also make Imagination Art."


    "Imagination Art?" Luttrena tilted her head in confusion, "What''s that?"


    "What if you were born a male? I can draw a realistic version of that." He continued, "I can draw a scene of you fighting against a Mud Viper, I can make it as if you''re raiding a Mud Viper nest, and so on. Or I can make emotional portraits of yourself or anyone of your choosing. Whether it be an intense disy of anger, sadness, or happiness, I can make a vivid disy."


    He pointed at her, "Just now, you were angry. I can make an art of something that at a nce would make you angry, very angry."


    "What''s the use of…" Luttrena trailed off, webbed by his exnation.


    "Training, what else?" In grinned, "Every time your emotion is affected, you can use the Mystic Bone Art to calm yourself. That''ll serve as valuable training to control your emotions. For all sorts of emotions you can ever experience, I can make you feel them through my art. In a controlled and safe environment, you can practice enduring them without causing a loss in your Prana."


    "I don''t need to exin further, right?"


    "Now I understand why you asked if I was affluent," Luttrena nodded and stared at him, calm, "These Imagination Art…would be expensive, right?"


    "Yes, since they need to be detailed and explosive enough to evoke the rted emotion in you. It''ll take time to make." In replied, "But in terms of use, either you alone can use it or you can sell it to your settlement''s Academy of Refinement for the benefit of all students."


    "You want money in exchange for it, right?" Luttrena turned silent, saying after a while, "Give me two days to think it through. And please prepare a piece of Imagination Art as a sample. If it''s as effective as you proim, I''ll use my funds to support you."


    "Thank you for giving me a chance," In bowed respectively, "I won''t waste your valuable time anymore. Please head back safely."


    "Alright," Luttrena smiled and turned around, intending to return home. She stopped all of a sudden and nced at him, "You''re from the 44th Settlement…"


    "Yes, I am." In nodded, relieved, ''Finally, she asked the question. Now I''ll be able to probe what Vir did to her. It took enough time, haaah!''


    "Do you know someone named Vir?" She asked.


    "Oh, I know him very well." In spoke with great familiarity, "The two of us share the same fate."


    "We''re both Death Row students."