In the forest near Chirk City.

The maiden warlock's face is innocent and innocent, jumping and jumping, picking beautiful flowers in the dense forest, smelling the fresh fragrance, wisps of sunlight passing through the gaps in the branches and leaves, shining obliquely on the maiden warlock's cheeks, even more obvious. She is naive and brilliant.

"Yeah, butterfly."

The maiden warlock saw a colorful butterfly, her eyes brightened immediately, and she trotted and chased away in the forest path.

not far away.

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