Yvette woke and broke out of her shell. Despite seeing her strange body, she did not feel it was strange. Yvette lifted up the light sphere sticking at her prolegs. The shimmer of light synchronised with her heartbeat. Of course she remembered her previous ‘life’, but the memory was so distant as though it belonged to somebody else. At that moment she felt only hunger, and she picked up a fruit on the ground and ate it.
Yvette: More fruits can’t make me feel full...
Yvette: The hunger is not coming from my stomach...
Yvette smelled a unique scent in the air, and she followed it to the elves who were fluttering and moving among the spring woods...
Farmwife: Why don’t you take everything away and just let me starve to death!
‘Clap!’ The farmer slapped his wife across the face.
Farmer: Shut up! Don’t phrase it like I robbed you! I planted all these by myself!
Farmwife: You rascal! My whole life has been ruined since I married you!
The couple tussled with each other. The man mercilessly shoved his wife hard to the ground. As the farmwife cried on the floor, the man just cursed at her and left with a bag of grain.
The farmer hurried into a forest beside the fields, running anxiously to the deep part of the woods...
Farmer: Yvette, sorry to have kept you waiting!
Yvette the Butterfly: Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you.
Sitting inside a field of flowers, Yvette looked up, smiling at the farmer as he arrived from afar. Endless flickers of light surrounded her body. She was illuminated in a layer of soft, glittering glow, which made her even more gorgeous and attractive. The farmer put down the harvest beside Yvette, then drew her totally into his arms, scenting, tasting her scent until he thought he would drown in that fascinating satisfaction.
Farmer: Yvette, I can give you anything you want!
Yvette the Butterfly: See, you’re such a sweet thing...
The farmer pinned Yvette to the ground, tearing off her leaf dress, lifting her peculiar left leg onto his shoulder. Yvette bent her right leg-
Yvette the Butterfly: Come, let me eat you up.
-and stretched the right leg forward, with her razor-sharp lower leg penetrating his chest.
Yvette the Butterfly: Oh! Sweet and hearty fallen souls!
Inside a castle the floor was strewn with dead. A floating melog hit its fist hard on the gate, behind which moans of begging for mercy were heard. The demons listening on the side sighed:
Withered Savant: I guess he does not have the vessel. If it’s really been taken into the forest...
Withered Savant: Elements fuse with one another and metamorphose too easily in nature.
Withered Savant: The magic sphere must possess some unknown power already.
Withered Savant: Let’s see how far it has grown.
The Demon savant and the melog left the devastated castle behind, dashing into the mysterious forest.
Withered Savant: Interesting! The souls in this vessel has evolved such power!
Yvette the Butterfly: Are you... also coming to feed me?
Withered Savant: That’s right! Let me test your strength and see how much you can consume!
Yvette defeated melog with much difficulty. Spreading powder from her scales into the air, she attempted to control her opponent with the power of light sphere. But the Demon savant took out a stone which absorbed all the flickers of light into it and even took away some power from the light sphere. Yvette hurriedly held it close to her.
Yvette the Butterfly: How come-
Withered Savant: Look, it’s more stable now.
The savant stuck the stone onto the melog. As the light within it was transferred into the melog’s body, its damage was repaired. Melog stretched its vast palm towards Yvette again, but she could no longer resist as she was burnt out in the last fight.
Withered Savant: For you have offered me some nice data...
Withered Savant: ...I grant you the chance to live a little longer!
The demon savant took Yvette away and commanded her to stay beside him so he could observe the influence of light sphere on her. Yvette followed him to explore different landscape, and learned about the current situation of the world from his words.
Later on, after Withered Savant had collected sufficient test results, he no longer needed Yvette, the failed subject, and let her free...
Since Yvette left the demon savant, she had been living with the elves who were also abandoned by Demons. She utilized her skills to protect them in exchange for the older and weaker ones as her food.
Once, the elves were beaten hollow by the warriors passing by. The Butterfly rushed to the field just in time and shielded off the warriors’ shots.
Upon seeing the warrior next to the golem, Yvette recognized his green armor because she had fought them before when she was still in the Demon savant’s team. Therefore, they left a poor impression in her mind.
Yvette the Butterfly: Servant of the Court of Sagittarius, why do you hurt my people?
Terra Archer: They are hiding among humans with unclear intentions.
Terra Archer: Are you their leader?
Terra Archer: Then I assume you’re no better than them!
Terra Archer: Take this!
Yvette the Butterfly: That’s all you’ve got, huh?
Yvette ceased her attack and panted to catch her breath, while the golem stopped the paladin from darting at her, and quietly waited for her to recover.
They were fiercely engaged for quite a while but neither side gained an advantage. Yvette did not wish to consume any more power, and she could only sue for peace.
Yvette the Butterfly: Stop, we mean no harm.
Terra Archer: Crap! Why are you hiding among the villages then?
Yvette the Butterfly: I am here to collect information.
Yvette the Butterfly: I’ve been living in this forest for a long time. They collect messages for me!
Emerald Monk: Well, you really know everything?
Yvette the Butterfly: Yes, I’ll tell you anything I know. I just hope that you can let them off!
The golem asked Yvette about the elves. The warriors were astonished by what the demon savant had done, and urged her to talk more about the details. Yvette told them every single one, including those secrets overheard during her journey...