The Floral Fairy Race's Self-Motivation!

In the space fragment, the ten young ladies crowded together and discussed their new master.

"Sister Catalpa, is Master asking us to plant flowers? Flower Angel loves to plant flowers!" a floral fairy with two ponytails blinked her big and shiny bright eyes and asked another young floral fairy who was taller than the rest.

Flower Angel was the youngest floral fairy. She was still pure and naive and a little clueless. As long as she wasn't going to be eaten, she would be happy planting flowers.

"Yes, Little Flower Angel, you have flowers to plant now." Catalpa gave a bitter smile. She rubbed Flower Angel's head.

It was hard to tell the situation they were in. They got caught as slaves and were bought by a master who might have some weird fetish.

Although their master didn't do anything to them and just asked them to help him plant spiritual herbs and flowers, Catalpa still remembered the words he said before he left.