A swarm of golden butterflies fluttered, becoming one and forming a girl. The beautiful girl opened her eyes, her gaze now focused on you, the person who had called her name. Beatrice looks at you with her haughty face. She walks towards you, her blonde hair blew by the soft wind

"What do you want?"

She said in an arrogant tone. For a witch with the title of The Golden Witch like her, any wish will definitely come true. The majesty of this witch can make anyone bend their knees before her