Me, Little Griseo, Roaming the Myriad Worlds

But that did not stop Painted Seele from using her own senses to cover the entire area.

With her power, Xenadia and the Seven Arts alike were like bright lamps in the starry night, impossible to ignore.

As long as she wanted to know... finding out their locations was effortless.

What was more, Xenadia was indeed special. Compared to the so-called Seven Arts, she was the true focus.

Painted Seele could still sense a seemingly familiar yet different aura from her. It was the Origin, yet it also seemed somewhat different.

It was like a map with nothing lit up, except for one glaring marker sitting there.

So as long as she followed that direction, followed that marker... finding Xenadia would be a simple matter.

However, what surprised Painted Seele was~

There was another equally familiar aura beside Xenadia.

That was right.

It was another painting, just like her.

It seemed that when Little Griseo scattered the paintings, one of them had happened to be near Xenadia.

Just as she had happened to encounter Dream Seeker and Song Que, that painting maiden had likewise encountered Xenadia and had already made contact with her.

Perhaps if not for that...

Xenadia would not have lingered.

Just now.

She should have been able to make it over and save Song Que and Dream Seeker, right?

The distance... really was not that far.

Painted Seele merely greeted Entropy and Song Que before running ahead on her own.

Although she was in the state of the Herrscher of Death and Life, that did not mean she had to float everywhere.

She wore tiny, adorable wedge sandals. Her toes were as delicate as cardamom buds—dainty, fine, and pleasing to the eye. As she lightly ran along, she looked like a fluttering butterfly, naturally carrying a sense