Deep in the valley, the small town remains as it always does.
In front of a cottage near the castle, a gold-haired Arglede Elf is leaning against a small tree with arms folded, gazing absentmindedly towards the distant mountains.
The sky above is just right, with sparse clouds in the clear sky, and a row of glittering lights can be seen from the direction of the hillside—it is Yun Qingzi trying to teach the mass-produced puppets in the valley the art of Sword Flight.
Occasionally, ethereal and pleasant singing can be heard nearby, it's the mermaid humming, mixed with the sound of splashing water as she practices her swimming skills in the pond behind her house—sometimes the singing suddenly stops with a brief exclamation, indicating that she has submerged again.
A golden cluster of "Wind Rolling Grass" jumped down from the high walls of the castle nearby, a face with a bright smile emerging from the fluttering golden hair: "Alice! Let's go to the river to catch fish!"
