In the early morning 12: Chapter 12: Tyrant Uncle…
In the early morning “Mmm…” Inside the tent, Alina, who had a good night’s sleep, slowly opened her hazy blue eyes, a hint of confusion on her face.
But when she turned her head slightly and saw the cute blue-haired Little Girl snuggled close beside her, Alina instantly became fully awake, and at the same time, she recalled all the events that had happened in the short day yesterday.
Watching Griseo’s adorable sleeping face, Alina suddenly found herself a little lost in thought.
Because she realized that after this Little Girl arrived, many things had changed dramatically, and she herself had learned many things in advance.
“Mmm…?” Perhaps due to Alina’s intense gaze, Griseo also woke up a short while later.
She slowly rubbed her big eyes, then looked with confusion at the person who had been staring at her.
“Did I wake you up?” Looking at the still drowsy little darling, Alina’s heart almost melted.
She reached out and gently stroked Griseo, saying softly.
Griseo gently shook her little head and replied, “No…
I…
woke up myself.” Then, as if still half-asleep, she buried her small face back into Alina’s embrace.
“Hehe~” Watching Griseo’s actions, Alina just gently stroked her back and smiled tenderly…
Finally, after lingering in bed for a while, Griseo still obediently got up with Alina.
Then they went out and had breakfast with everyone.
Although the breakfast was simple and Griseo was a bit unaccustomed to it, seeing the smiles on everyone’s faces, feeling the lively atmosphere, and the warm colors around her, she still enjoyed her breakfast very much.
However, after breakfast, everyone quickly dispersed…
all going to complete their tasks for the day.
After all, everyone was an Infected and a Resistance Fighter, busy every day…
they all had their own tasks, and usually only had time to gather and chat in the mornings and evenings at most.
;?; However, Griseo felt that everyone seemed even busier today; many people had gone out…
She guessed it might be related to those Infected who had retreated and left the team, and that Tallulah must have issued some relevant orders.
After all, Griseo still trusted Alina very much; last night, she made space for the two of them to talk for so long, so it should have some effect.
However, Tallulah’s personality and cognitive issues could be slowly changed by Alina.
But…
the problem with Black Serpent made Griseo feel a bit tricky.
Because as of now, she had no direct way to eliminate Black Serpent; at least the character Griseo didn’t…
otherwise, that snake hiding in the dark would probably have been dealt with by her long ago.
Transforming into Aponia could achieve it, but Griseo didn’t know the unlock conditions, so on this matter, she could only take it one step at a time for now.
Inside the tent— “Little Griseo, are you really not coming with me?
You could actually go and listen, and maybe even make some friends.” Looking at Griseo, who was wearing a painter’s hat and already sitting in front of her easel, Alina gently persuaded her.
“No need…
Sister Alina, I’ll just draw here…
Don’t worry, I won’t run around.” Saying this, Griseo raised the paintbrush in her hand and gently waved it at Alina.
“Besides, Mr.
Knight is also with me…” Almost at the same time Griseo spoke these words, the tall, azure Mr.
Knight instantly appeared beside her.
“…Since you don’t want to go, then alright.
But, even with Mr.
Knight’s protection, Griseo, don’t run around.” Looking at the tall Mr.
Knight, Alina paused for a moment, then said with some helplessness.
“Mhm.” “See you later, Little Griseo.” “Goodbye, Sister Alina…” After watching Alina leave the tent, Griseo retracted her gaze and looked back at the blank canvas in front of her.
For other children, not having companions might make them feel lonely, but for Griseo, none of that was a problem.
Not to mention she had the company of Mr.
Knight and her three other companions, and furthermore…
as long as she had paper and pen, as long as she could continue to paint, then she would not be lonely.
And today, Griseo didn’t plan to draw for others…
she intended to draw a portrait of her current self.
Although the previous “Griseo” had already drawn herself, that was the “Griseo” of the past, not the current one.
With an idea in mind, Griseo picked up her brush, dipped it in paint, and began her creation.
— — — — — — — — — — — — “…” Griseo, who had already exited her painting state for some time, was now staring blankly at the huge object behind her, lost in thought.
Clearly, she was also a bit bewildered by this sudden situation.
As for what happened now, it started when Griseo had just finished her painting.
Just as Griseo made the final stroke on her brand new self-portrait, the frame suddenly distorted, and the colors on the canvas detached themselves.
Subsequently, a colossal, scarlet warrior, wearing a crown and holding a long sword, appeared silently behind her, standing there.
;?; Then came the initial scene: Griseo stared blankly at this new friend behind her.
“Tyrant Uncle…
Well, it’s nice to meet you.” After another moment of silence, Griseo waved her small hand, greeting the scarlet Tyrant in front of her.
Unlike Mr.
Knight, who doted on Griseo, the Tyrant merely nodded haughtily in response to her greeting, his form not moving an inch.
“Mmm…” Looking at the haughty Tyrant in front of her, a hint of confusion appeared in Griseo’s big eyes.
She had actually thought before that this time, painting herself might bring out some new friends.
However, she had absolutely not expected her self-portrait to give birth to a proud and sharp Tyrant Uncle.
Not only was his personality quite unlike Mr.
Knight and the others, but even his colors were so opposite and conflicting.
After thinking for a while, Griseo could only attribute this change to her being a transmigrator, and thus her temperament being somewhat different from the true “Griseo.” ————————
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”