[Western Fantasy] I, a Mentally Handicapped Little Painter, Cry for My Mother

"Would you like to see a new farce?" —— My dead mother, my broken home, myself who lost my memory, and him who wrote the letter. Welcome to the blessed land of Goddess Mobius: this is the Ring Continent that was once full of magic! A young painter from a down-and-out aristocratic family was fucked twice by his dead mother in his dream, and he was determined to make money through force. However, the young painter who made his fortune by painting mechanical art found that he did not know the existence of the first mechanic at all! The little painter who was beating the air was fucked again by the letter from the first mechanic. What? ! Why do you entrust me to help you find something? Can the little painter complete the adventure commission? What is the secret of the first mechanic? ——Mom, help! ! ! The beautiful woman who heard the little painter yelling rolled her eyes next to the little painter crawling all over the floor. Snow is still falling in Everwinter Town tonight, the immortal Duke Horsen's family is watching from the sidelines, and the undefeated Duchess Victoria's family is quietly coming to an end...? —— "It looks like a coming-of-age adventure story, right? All of this is just a whim and an unnamed running account." —— *The little painter is really stupid and really likes to call mom *No CP for small painters, deputy CP includes Lily and Duan *There may be situations where young painters do not appear *There are almost no normal people in this article *Including running account reversal Intention: In the game between man and God, there is no winner.