Color Me with Your Colors, Griseo / Still a Child at Heart: Cecilia's Spot-On Catch

"I saw a hysterical, frenzied gloom and the deathly silence before everything returned to nothingness..."

"Um...

Don't get too caught up in it; it's just what I've seen in the past. Don't take it too seriously.

I am here, Aponia is here, concentrate, and slowly walk out—

That's not reality, just two paintings..."

Chapter 841 Let Me Color You, Griseo

"How is the situation?"

Upon seeing Gwen open his eyes, Aponia immediately asked.

"Not good. The things that Griseo's ability observes are too impactful for her. This method cannot completely erase their influence."

Gwen and sighed softly.

"That...

Actually, I'm much better now...

Griseo opened her slightly dim eyes and spoke softly, a bright smile appearing on her pale face—

"Mother Aponia, Brother Gwen, please don't worry too much. I just need to rest for a while longer—"

Once I get used to and even master those colors, my skills will improve dramatically.

"That's true, but that would take too long, and more importantly, it would affect you during that process."

Listening to Griseo's words, Gwen did not deny her point of view, but merely pointed out the potential pitfalls—

"Those colors are powerful, but they also put a lot of strain on you."

If you weren't all grown up now, no longer a blank slate like when you were little, and if you didn't still have the protection I left you, you'd probably be going berserk by now.

Even if the combination of these two factors allows you to remain clear-headed, the pressure on your soul will not lessen; in fact, over time, it may even gradually become tinged with those two colors.

"That...

Brother Gwen, could you trust me a little more?

Griseo's gaze flickered slightly as she heard Gwen point these things out.

As a party involved and a mature Flame-Chaser, she could certainly sense these potential dangers.

But with a major battle at hand, she couldn't let everyone worry about her here, could she?

"I trust you, but I don't want you to take this risk..."

Gwen flicked his finger across Griseo's pert nose and shook his head—

"Moreover, the current problem was caused by me."

"Not entirely, there's also the reason my abilities went berserk..."

Griseo stuck out her little tongue, trying to look cute.

"So, from now on, you need to strengthen your control over your abilities, Griseo."

Gwen spoke, he helped Griseo, who was lying on the bench, to sit up and sit sideways on the bench.

"Come, sit down, and watch me transfer my power to you."

"No, no, Brother Gwen, don't make me sound like I have a terminal illness. Didn't the blessing you gave me before work?"

Why not enhance that effect?

There's no need for such a fuss. The decisive battle is just around the corner; don't let this drain your resources too much.

Griseo's pale face showed tension as she shifted uncomfortably, trying to stop Gwen.

The Ark contained the books that Danzhu had given her, Griseo naturally understood what the transfer of power meant.

But when a pair of warm, large hands landed on her back, the warmth of their palms seeping through her thin clothing, Griseo's movements immediately froze, and her entire body tensed up inexplicably.

"Don't move around, let's keep it a little ritualistic."

Gwen's voice came from behind her, causing Griseo's tense muscles to relax. From Gwen's relaxed tone, Griseo also judged that things were probably not as troublesome as she had thought.

Sensing that Griseo had relaxed, Gwen, standing behind her, spoke with a serious expression—

"Griseo, I'm very sorry for this accident. The simplest and most direct solution at the moment is similar to what you said: strengthen the protection I left you before and enhance the resilience of your soul."

But that's not enough.

To completely solve the problem, we also need to address the source of the stress.

Next, I will use my own power to gradually consume those 'colors', but that will inevitably cause the colors I leave behind to overshadow those colors.

In this process, you need to stay true to yourself and not be too influenced by that color.

"Um..."

After listening, Griseo pondered for a moment and then asked—

Is this plan very taxing for you?

"Not big—"

Gwen was somewhat surprised by Griseo's question—

"But Griseo, aren't you going to ask what the consequences would be if you were influenced too deeply?"

"Hehe, having experienced it countless times when I was little, I know exactly what that feeling is like. Gwen can become stupid at times."

Griseo chuckled and teased.

"Oh...

This color isn't so simple; once you're stained, it's impossible to wash it off.

Hearing the deep trust revealed in the girl's innocent words, Gwen's heart stirred, and his smile became warmer.

"Then just keep carrying it. Gwen isn't some weirdo."

Griseo smiled nonchalantly, speaking with great confidence.

Just think about the kind of life Griseo lived back then, and the kind of people she was surrounded by—

Although they are both good people, their personalities are very different. She often had extreme reversals back then and has a lot of dark history.

Compared to her past behavior of switching between Elysia mode one second and Chrono mode the next, Gwen's personality is, in Griseo's eyes, infinitely close to that of a normal person, and she doesn't care at all.

"Griseo says so, I'll have to step up my efforts..."

Gwen, and subtly increased the force—

While chatting with Griseo, he had already begun to act. The heat Griseo had just felt was not an illusion, but rather an invisible flame truly swirling in Gwen's palm.

To erase the colors Griseo observed from those images, in addition to strengthening defenses, it was necessary to replace them with another color, and Gwen chose the Light of the Mind.

Meanwhile, seeing the two chatting happily, Aponia wanted to offer a suggestion, but seeing Gwen's seemingly engrossed expression, she vaguely realized that this might be part of the treatment, and immediately remained silent.

"Alright, Brother Gwen, let's get started. If we keep talking, it'll be time for dinner."

It wasn't until Griseo noticed the change in the sky outside the window that she abruptly stopped talking and tried to get Gwen to get to work.

"Let's eat dinner now, Griseo, be careful not to gain weight."

With a teasing remark, the familiar warm hand behind her quietly withdrew, leaving Griseo feeling somewhat uncomfortable, as if her blanket had been pulled away while she was still in bed.

"Um?

How?"

Her body swayed involuntarily, and unable to catch up with the heat, Griseo turned her head and looked at Gwen in confusion.

"It's finished. How do you feel now?"

Gwen warmly at the puzzled girl and offered his advice.

"I...

Huh?

Griseo blinked and found that the pressure from the multicolored black had indeed disappeared, replaced by a soft, sun-like feeling.

"Is it really healed?"

"How's it going? Pretty good, right?"

Gwen smiled and casually informed Griseo of the additional function—

"Take out the spark pen and see; the effect should change as well."

Chapter 842 Childlike Innocence: Cecilia's Precise Capture

"The colors are much more vibrant now..."

Taking out the Spark Pen, which had been transformed from the blessing Gwen had given her, and making a few strokes, Griseo noticed the change—

"And all the colors we saw before are also stored here."

"I've made you suffer a bit, so of course I can't let it go unpunished. Once you're able to master them, you'll naturally be able to wield your brush and paint to your heart's content."

Gwen laughed.

"But now all my colors have become much brighter, and Brother Gwen has caused me a lot of trouble..."

Griseo with her hands on her hips, her little face puffed out, looking adorable as if to say, "I'm angry, come and coax me."

"I'm sorry, it was my fault—"

Gwen apologized sincerely, then, with a smile that resembled a Sichuan opera face-changing gesture, asked...

"Do you need me to adjust the colors for Little Griseo's?"

"I told you not to call me Little Griseo anymore. I'm much older than you."

Griseo tilted her fair chin up slightly, a hint of smugness in her voice.

"That...

Grandma Griseo?

Gwen asked tentatively.

"..."

Griseo's face froze instantly, as fragile as a delicate doll.

Beneath her intact exterior, Griseo's heart was shattered into pieces—

"I'm sorry, Mobius... Grandma, I understand how you feel..."

The next moment, Griseo's expression became extremely "fierce".

However, before Griseo could react, Gwen had already slipped away—

"Aponia, you guys continue, I'm leaving now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gwen's figure darted out of the church.

However, Griseo had no intention of letting Gwen off the hook and chased after him with lightning speed—

"Don't run!"

"Hehe..."

Watching the two figures disappear around the corner as they chased each other, Aponia chuckled softly, feeling exceptionally pleased.

The fact that Gwyn could still find the time and energy to tease Griseo suggests that what he had seen had already given him enough Gwen...

"God...

If it truly exists, then may it overcome the Honkai that brings so much suffering...

As the noise subsided, only the faint sound of the nuns' prayers echoed in the quiet church.

"You always like to tease them..."

In a venue that was usually only used for large celebrations, Eden looked at Gwen, who was clinging to his arm and acting coquettishly with an awkward yet polite smile. He smiled helplessly, scolded Gwen a couple of times, and vented his anger for Griseo.

"That's right, that's right, you always bully me..."

Griseo, as if she had found her pillar of support, complained softly.