"What a beautiful city!"

Prechto was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Makarov, and slowly walked through the streets of Magnolia town. He watched every townsman in the town sincerely With a smiling face, the corners of the mouth are raised, and there seems to be something in the heart.

"Yes! This city is so beautiful!"

Makarov pushed Prechto's wheelchair and walked on the street. Looking at the smiling faces of the townspeople beside the street, Makarov felt emotional in his heart.

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