"Hah? A blue butterfly?"
Leon was taken aback and examined the blue butterfly closely.
The butterfly had stunning blue wings, reminiscent of the color of the ocean.
Moreover, intricate golden-white patterns adorned both wings, encircling them entirely, further enhancing their beauty.
Leon, amazed by the butterfly, couldn't help but express his admiration.
"What a beautiful butterfly," he murmured, reaching out his hand, his index finger poised to touch it.
Yet, before he could make contact, the butterfly darted away, evading him, leaving Leon with nothing but a smile.
"It appears this butterfly is quite shy," Leon remarked with a soft chuckle.
Thinking of butterflies, Leon's mind drifted back to his first encounter with Liliana in the desert of chaos.
He vividly recalled the moment before Liliana's arrival, when a blood-red butterfly had alighted on his index finger.
