(Western fantasy heals without a knife, brave spirit, group portraits, daily warmth, I can't write an introduction, the text is super beautiful)
The injured little Balsam Wayne was reborn in the magical world, a world of swords and magic.
Those who mature early must mature late.
The proud prince died of cowardice, and the fate of twins is death.
The guarded flower takes life as a guide, and the brave flower goes far away.
Warm flower village, prosperous imperial capital.
Everything heals the wounded heart.
