Warmth and Results
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The moment Griseo said that, nearly everyone present fell silent, then turned to look at her in unison.
"Little Griseo, what did you do?"
Seeing the slight guilt in the little girl's eyes, Alina asked helplessly.
"I... gave W a painting yesterday... because I accidentally got some of her color on me before."
Under everyone's collective gaze, Griseo blinked her large violet eyes and explained softly.
"A personalized painting... doesn't that mean that mercenary would see what she fears...?"
Hearing this, Yelena, who was sitting nearby, picked up the conversation.
"Mm... I don't know, but it's very possible."
After hearing Yelena, Griseo gently shook her little head, indicating that she did not know either.
Even Griseo herself could not define the exact effects of paintings made with other people's colors. She could only make guesses based on experience.
And her current experience was limited to this land. She could not even predict what would happen when she encountered special people.
After all, the power of these paintings came from the people who provided the colors. If they were strong, then the painting would naturally be strong. If they were weak, the painting could barely affect anyone.
"Also... I really wasn't bullied. I don't care about W's pranks. And they didn't hurt me either, so... Talulah and all of you don't need to worry."
Then, as if she had thought of something else, Griseo looked at everyone with an exceptionally serious expression.
Aside from genuinely not wanting to cause Alina and the others trouble, the main reason the little girl had not told them about it was that, in her eyes, it was just harmless fooling around.
"Even if you say that, and even though I know you're strong and don't need us for many things, don't