Category: Paintbrush Summoner: When the God Artist Painted

Chapter 35 – Dried Meat is not for Children Menew carried most necessary items for camping outdoors inside of his pouch. A tent, blanket, coal, cooking grill, tongs and cups. Totto looked puzzled at first, but then his eyes shone…

Chapter 34 – Mamia Forest The following day, Menew and the others woke up while it was still dark, and ate breakfast. There was soup with chopped up vegetables, freshly baked bread, and fried eggs. It was quite a nice…

Chapter 33 – Large Cities Have Problems Too “…And why should I do that?” Menew asked the obvious question. If he helped every person who bumped into him, there would be no end to it. “I cannot tell you. But…

Chapter 32 – Muzeria, the Processing Industry City “Hah…hah…hah…” How did this happen? The boy wondered as he desperately moved his feet forward. He repeated the action in order to get away from the approaching threat from behind. “Wait!” “There…

Chapter 31 – I had no right to object “Show it to me.” By the time they had said their farewells to the elves, and returned to the safe roads, the night ended, and the sun was starting to rise.…

Chapter 30 – Slave Dawn It did not take long for the Medjed to take over the fortress. While Stan scouted the surrounding area, the Medjed, now led by the elves, left the fortress with Menew and Ralph. Most of…

Chapter 29 – The Great Medjed March! After that, they unleashed a light from their eyes, and the walls crumbled. “Ahhh! Help me!” And they attacked the enemy, without letting a single one escape. One of the Medjed tore a…

Queen Mamnak “They called me queen of the slaves because I was born through absorbing the life of the dying elf slaves.” Menew listened to Mamnak’s story while busily drawing in his sketchbook with the brush. While he was working,…

Chapter 27 – Wind Demise of the Wind House “Queen Mamnak, who are these people…” A young male elf asked her. “I’m sorry, everyone. While I was on my way to the town to get help, I bumped into these…

Chapter 26 – The Wind Demise Gang’s Base It was like an anthill. A fortress made of raised dirt. Perhaps about two-stories high. It had quite an impact, and looked ominous in the middle of the dense forest. Menew could…