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?"

had experienced throwing up before-it was definitely not a pleasant feeling. They thought, 'Is she

have to get it

voices in the crowd

the wrong kind of wild

"Throwing up fixes it."

Shaman. He's just trying

talking over him, the troublemaker's protests got drowned out. His voice grew weaker and weaker until he finally shut

had gathered too closely. Even if he wanted to escape with his son now, there was no way

They were completely trapped.

wait long, nor

need Nyx's instructions-he knew

out a wail, his face scrunching up in bitterness as he choked down

doubled over and threw up all over the ground. "Blaargh-!" The crowd quickly retreated, keeping a safe

by the mess, stood by calmly, waiting for him to finish throwing up. Once he was done, Beau handed him some water to rinse his mouth, poured in more water, and gave him

for handling food poisoning, not a deliberate act of

the torment any longer, he screamed, "I'm not acting

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

his mouth, the crowd erupted in shock.

say he was acting? If the stomach ache

they had been tricked, the crowd

Sea Race

by the commotion earlier, they nearly doubted themselves,

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had mixed the salt, which had originally been pure and white, with

on the ground, they felt as if their hearts had been torn by this father

we were 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

with a strange taste. The

salt from the Sea Race Tribe, which was considered high-quality and affordable. Only the tribes that couldn't get enough would settle

This

a lot of salted fish. The troublemaker lowered his

had sold without issue, but this year was different. If they bought enough salt from the Sea Race

Monkey Tribe naturally didn't want to let this opportunity slip

just a few words, the truth was clear. The victim had

father and son toward the

smash their stall too. The group stormed off

Tribe's chieftain stayed behind, watching

surroundings finally quieted

to Nyx, Zayne, and Beau, thanking them sincerely. "Thanks to your help, we

guys had succeeded, not only would all the goods at the stall be lost, but they might have had to pay a hefty sum in bone

could still be filtered, boiled, and reused for basic consumption, it wasn't the

picked 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 gifts, so this would have to do. Unable to refuse his generosity, Nyx

him. "Keep it for yourself. She's already so round. Don't

of apparent disdain, his eyes showed an unmistakable affection as he looked

play with

gift. At first, he had

actually helped solve

never stop his

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