"..."
W looked down at the painting in her hand, her golden eyes flashing, and the provocative smile on her lips fading without her knowing when.
Although the figure on the canvas was not very clear, W still recognized it.
Or rather, how could she not recognize it? Under that light was... Her Highness, the Highness she admired and loved.
Looking at the "suggestive" painting in front of her, W's grip tightened unconsciously.
At this moment, W wanted to laugh but couldn't... She couldn't even curl the corners of her lips.
She wanted to refute it, but the words wouldn't come... Because it was the truth.
At this moment, W's heart was filled with boundless anger and a trace of powerlessness, but what was she angry about?
Is she angry that Dr. Kal'tsit didn't protect her Highness? Or is she angry that this bloody reality was revealed by Griseo? Or is she angry at her own weakness?
Maybe both, maybe neither. At this moment, no one except W knew the answer to this question...
Just as W stood there, Ines and Hedley were worried and about to check on her when she suddenly moved.
W suddenly raised the corners of her stiff lips, and her golden eyes flashed with cold light. Then she leaned down and laughed:
"Ha...haha..., this gift is really powerful..."
Even W had to admit that Griseo's return gift this time was indeed targeted and powerful.
At least it did make her angry... and also aroused the sadness that had been buried deep in her heart.
After laughing enough, W took the painting in her hand and walked toward the place where Ines and the others were sitting. Then, she found a stone by the campfire and sat down.
After sitting there, W did not care about the inquiring eyes of the other two but lowered her head and stroked the painting in her hand, wondering what she was thinking.
But this quiet situation did not last long. Soon, W suddenly took out a knife from her bosom and slashed at the painting in her hand.
With the sound of paper tearing, the painting in W's hand, depicting Theresia under the light, was neatly cut off.
Then, only the dark shadow and the chasing demon trapped in the shadow were left on the painting...
"..."
Looking at the picture in her hand, which became more ironic because of her cutting, W's hand could not help but pause.
In the end, she still didn't say anything but threw the painting she had cut into the campfire in front of her.
She watched as the demon in the painting was swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes... with the cold wind blowing.
Then, W put away the paper with Theresia in her hand, stood up, and walked toward the tent without looking back.
...
After W left, the other two people present started to communicate again.
"Ines, did you see it just now?" Hedley asked quietly after watching W enter the tent.
"Yes, I saw both of them. Whether it's the painting or W's shadow." After hearing Hedley's words, Ines narrowed her eyes, showing complex emotions, and then answered softly.
"That child is really a threatening... This painting is just as she said, it will not affect others at all." Looking at Ines's expression, Hedley's mouth also had a bitter smile.
"But how did she know about her Highness?"
"If I guess correctly, this should be related to the color of W mentioned by the child. Could it be that she can also peek into other people's hearts?"
At this point, Ines' eyes flashed with a trace of fear and vigilance. So far, the strength shown by the child, Griseo, in front of her has been strong enough, even to an outrageous degree.
Moreover, this is not what Ines fears the most. She felt that the scariest thing was that every time she tried, she would find something new, as if she could never find the bottom...
"If that's the case, then this ability is really troublesome. We can't let W contact and test that child anymore." Hearing this, Hedley nodded gently and said.
"Yeah... I think so too."
As she spoke, Ines turned her head to look at W's tent. Although her expression remained the same, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
...
After entering the tent.
W immediately restrained all her expressions, threw herself on the bed, and buried herself in the quilt so that people could not see her expression clearly.
However, when W was lying on the bed and thinking about random things, she was unconsciously blurred by heavy sleepiness and gradually fell asleep.
...
Inside the Tower of Babel.
"I see you, W."
The pink-haired princess, who had just separated from the Doctor and Kal'tsit after discussing things, suddenly turned around and looked at a corner behind her with a gentle smile.
"Ah... I was discovered by you, Your Highness."
Seeing that she was discovered, W grabbed her hair and walked out of the hiding corner with a slightly unnatural expression.
"W, do you have anything to ask me?"
Looking at the shy Sarkaz girl in front of her, Theresia's smile on her delicate face became stronger, and then she asked in a gentle voice.
"No... Nothing..."
Faced with the person she admired and respected talking to her so gently, W's face became a little ruddy for a while, and even her speech began to be a little unsmooth.
"Well, is that so? Then I just plan to go back for lunch. W, do you want to come with me?" Looking at W's appearance, Theresia thought for a while and invited with a smile.
"Hey, is it okay?"
"Why not?"
After the words fell, Theresia stretched out her hand to W.
"...Okay."
W hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand, intending to touch Theresia...
Click--
But at this moment, a crisp and small sound suddenly rang out.
Then, all the surrounding scenes, including the hand and Theresia that were close at hand, all cracked like glass.
"!"
W's pupils shrank slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to grab the person in front of her, the person she admired and loved.
Kacha... Kacha!
But before W could touch her, everything in front of her exploded, turning into countless fragments that slowly fell in front of her eyes, and finally turned into nothingness...