Chapter 396

Before Cleo could get close, she smelled a foul odor.

She instinctively covered her nose and mouth, only to realize she was still wearing a mask.

She couldn't tell if it was due to the distance or the unfavorable wind direction that she hadn't smelled the stench earlier.

Suppressing her nausea, she looked where Milton had pulled aside the seraphina grass and saw its roots densely packed with insec