Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: Uncle Tyrant

In the early morning, the thin sunlight slowly spread over the vast snowfield, adding a touch of light gold to the land.

"Hmm..."

In the tent, Alina, who had a good night's sleep, slowly opened her hazy blue eyes, and a little confusion appeared on her face. But when she turned her head slightly and saw the cute blue-haired little girl clinging to her, Alina woke up completely in an instant, recalling the various events of the previous day.

Looking at Griseo's cute sleeping face, Alina suddenly became a little absent-minded. She realized that since the arrival of this little girl, many things had changed dramatically, and she had learned a lot in advance.

"Mm...?"

Maybe because Alina's gaze was too intense, Griseo woke up after a while. She slowly rubbed her big eyes and then looked at Alina with confusion.

"Did I wake you up?"

Seeing the little cutie still in a daze, Alina's heart almost melted. She reached out and touched Griseo soothingly, speaking softly.

Griseo shook her little head gently and replied, "No... I woke up by myself."

Then, as if she hadn't woken up yet, she buried her little face in Alina's arms again.

"Hehe~"

Seeing Griseo's movements, Alina just stroked her back and smiled gently.

...

Finally, after lingering in bed for a while, Griseo got up obediently with Alina. They went out to have breakfast with everyone. Although the breakfast was simple and Griseo wasn't quite used to it, she still had a very happy meal, enjoying the smiling faces, the lively atmosphere, and the warm colors around her.

However, after breakfast, everyone quickly dispersed to complete their tasks. After all, they were all infected fighters with their own duties, usually only having time to gather and chat in the mornings and evenings.

Griseo noticed that everyone seemed busier today, with many people going out. She guessed it might be related to the infected who had retreated and left the team, and that Talulah must have issued some relevant orders.

Griseo still believed in Alina very much. She had made room for the two to chat for so long last night, which should be useful. However, Talulah's personality and cognitive problems could be slowly changed by Alina. But the problem of the Black Snake made Griseo feel a little tricky.

So far, she had no way to kill the Black Snake directly. If she could have, the snake hiding in the dark would have been dealt with long ago. Transforming into Aponia could do it, but Griseo didn't know the unlocking conditions, so for now, she could only take it one step at a time.

In the tent—

"Little Griseo, are you sure you don't want to come with me? You could go and listen, maybe make some friends." Looking at Griseo, who was wearing a painter's hat and sitting in front of the easel, Alina softly persuaded.

"No need... Sister Alina, I'll just paint here. Don't worry, I won't run around." As she said this, Griseo raised the paintbrush in her hand and shook it gently at Alina. "Besides, Mr. Knight is with me..."

Almost as soon as Griseo said this, the tall blue knight instantly appeared beside her.

"...Since you don't want to go, then fine. However, even with Mr. Knight's protection, Griseo should not run around." Looking at the tall knight in front of her, Alina was stunned for a moment and said helplessly.

"Yeah."

"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.

Other children might feel lonely without company, but for Griseo, this wasn't a problem. Not to mention she had Mr. Knight and three other companions with her, and besides, as long as she had paper and a pen, she wouldn't feel lonely.

Today, Griseo didn't intend to paint for others. She planned to paint something for herself. Although "Griseo" had painted for herself before, that was the "Griseo" of the past, not the current one.

With an idea in mind, Griseo picked up the pen, dipped it in paint, and started her own creation.

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"..."

At this moment, Griseo, having withdrawn from her painting state, was staring blankly at the huge figure behind her, deep in thought. She was also a little confused by the sudden situation.

Just as Griseo finished the last stroke of her new self-portrait, the frame suddenly twisted, and the colors on the canvas broke away. Then, a huge scarlet warrior with a crown and a long sword appeared behind her, standing silently.

Griseo stared blankly at her new friend behind her.

"Uncle Tyrant... Well, nice to meet you."

After another moment of silence, Griseo waved her little hand and greeted the bloody tyrant in front of her.

Unlike the knight who doted on Griseo, the tyrant just nodded proudly in response to her greeting without moving.

"Hmm..."

Looking at the arrogant tyrant in front of her, some doubts emerged in Griseo's big eyes.

She had thought that when she painted for herself, she might create some new friends. However, she never expected her self-portrait to give birth to a proud and sharp tyrant uncle. His personality was very different from Mr. Knight's, and even his colors were so opposite and conflicting.

After thinking for a while, Griseo could only attribute this change to her being a transmigrator, so her mentality wasn't the same as the real "Griseo."