Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 338

The monkey's fist hesitated for a moment and didn't land on the Sea Race guard's face

The murmuring crowd turned their attention to Nyx and Zayne. Almost instinctively, they stepped aside to clear a path for

them.

For many, this was the first time seeing Nyx clearly in her human form, and they couldn't help but be amazed by her beauty. But that wasn't the main concern right

now.

"Everybody, quiet down."

"Zayne is the great Shaman. Maybe he can cure him?

"Let him take a look, quick."

People started to believe that the poisoned monkey cub could be saved, and the tense, suffocating vibe began to lift.

The Sea Race members, even more so, looked at them as if they'd just found their saviors.

In the middle of the chaos, Nyx's sharp gaze locked onto the troublemaker. She studied his expression carefully. There wasn't the slightest hint of relief in his eyes. Instead, she caught a flicker of panic.

"Let me check on him," Zayne said as he set down his bamboo basket and walked toward the monkey cub, who was rolling on the ground.

His father took half a step forward, hesitating. He wanted to say something but couldn't find a reason to refuse. In the end, he could only suppress his unease and stand awkwardly to the side.

The little monkey was still clutching his stomach, crying out in pain.

Zayne patiently examined him, and then lifted his eyes to exchange a glance with Nyx.

Just as they expected, the cub was perfectly healthy. No illness, no poison.

His acting, however, was impressive. The way he mimicked stomach pain was so convincing that he was doing a better job than his father.

With this level of talent, if he'd been born in the right era, he could've been a well- known actor. Even Nyx had to admit his performance was almost flawless.

But the people of this primitive society had simpler minds. They weren't used to deception like this, nor had they ever seen such skilled acting. Naturally, they got played like fools and believed every word the father and son said.

To Nyx, though, this was nothing more than a crude and poorly staged scam-one that would fall apart at the slightest push.

When the troublemaker met Nyx's gaze, a drop of cold sweat slid down his temple. He clenched his fists and swallowed hard. A bad feeling crept up his spine.

He thought, "This little female... her eyes are way too calm and sharp. She's not like those idiots at all. No... it's fi

'Even if they figure out there's no poison, so what? I already told my son-no matter what, he has to insist that his stomach hurts. As long as he acts well enough and they can't find anything wrong, I can just say this Shaman is incompetent..."

As he schemed, his eyes darted back and forth, but Nyx suddenly spoke, cutting off his thoughts, "The poison's this serious? We need to induce vomiting right away."

"Beau," Zayne seamlessly played along, calling out to his apprentice, who had been peeking through the crowd. "Go fetch

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some emetics."

"V-vomiting?" The troublemaker panicked, thrown off completely. "Why does he need to vomit?"

a pleasant feeling. They thought, 'Is she trying

he's poisoned, we have to get it all out,"

voices in the

ate the wrong kind of wild fruit

"Throwing up fixes it."

He's just trying to help your

out. His voice grew weaker and weaker until he finally shut up, his face

if he wanted to escape with his

They were completely trapped.

feet. He didn't make the crowd wait long, nor did

didn't even need Nyx's instructions-he knew

later, the little monkey let out a wail, his face scrunching up in bitterness as

out the taste, his perfectly fine stomach twisted violently. Clutching his chest, he doubled over and threw up all over the ground. "Blaargh-!" The crowd quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance to avoid getting

him to finish throwing up. Once he was done, Beau handed him some water to rinse

common process for handling food poisoning, not a deliberate

threw up repeatedly. Unable to bear the torment any longer, he screamed, "I'm not

"You said I'd get sweet fruit if I pretended to have a stomach ache. You didn't tell me I'd have to take bitter medicine and keep

crowd erupted in shock.

does this mean? Did he say he was acting?

had been tricked, the crowd got

guards of the Sea Race

the commotion earlier, they nearly doubted themselves, almost

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earlier smashing and crashing had mixed the salt, which had originally been pure and white,

their hearts had been torn by

forced The troublemakers, deflated like a punctured balloon, lost all their earlier arrogance. Ignoring the dirt, one of them pressed their son's mouth shut and

quality, with a strange taste. The chieftain greedily set

Trade Market gathering people rushed to buy the salt from the Sea Race Tribe, which was considered high-quality and affordable. Only the tribes that couldn't get enough would settle for

This

brought too much salt and a lot of

was different. If they bought enough salt from the Sea Race Tribe, no one

naturally didn't want to let

the truth was clear. The victim had turned

together with the Sea Race Tribe, pushed the father and son toward the Monkey Tribe's territory to settle

We'll smash their stall too. The

Tribe's chieftain

surroundings finally quieted

Beau, thanking them sincerely. "Thanks

the stall be lost, but they might

been ruined. Though it could still be filtered, boiled, and reused for basic consumption,

up a large bundle of salted fish and dried seaweed, and stuffed them into the hands of the three. "Take these. Don't mind the quality." He couldn't offer any other fine

much." The chieftain glanced up and quickly stopped him. "Keep it for yourself. She's already so round.

he said this out of apparent disdain, his eyes showed an unmistakable

had been begging to play with Nyx from early

as a gift. At first,

actually helped solve

never stop his

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