Chapter 984

Julian saw the plants swaying in the painting while the shepherdess pranced happily across the slope.

The painting emanated the aura that Julian had sensed earlier on. It turned out that he had been feeling a pull toward this painting all along.

“D*mn it! We wasted this much effort just for an old painting?” Corrado grumbled when he realized there was only a painting in the tomb.

Julian looked at