C4300 White-clothed youth

The one who was grabbing onto the fragrant Neck was a man in white. He stood amongst the sea of flowers and the fragrance of the Flower fairy stood in front of him, as if there was no room for him to retaliate and he could only allow himself to be slaughtered.

The area of the sea of flowers was not small before, but now it had shrunk by more than half.

Faint Fragrance didn't struggle