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 to torture his son on

he's poisoned, we have to get it

few voices in the crowd

of wild fruit once.

"Throwing up fixes it."

the Shaman. He's just

protests got drowned out. His voice

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

They were completely trapped.

make the crowd wait long, nor did he

even need Nyx's instructions-he knew exactly

the emetic later, the little monkey let out a wail, his face scrunching

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

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,

handling food poisoning, not a deliberate act of targeting

to bear the torment any longer, he

and screamed accusations. "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

the crowd erupted

'What does this mean? Did he say he was acting? If the stomach ache

been tricked, the crowd got

the Sea Race Tribe's fury

doubted themselves, almost falling for the tricks of

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salt, which had originally

if their hearts had been torn

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 whispered, "It was our

also sold salt, though it was poor quality, with a strange taste. The chieftain greedily

to buy the salt from the Sea Race Tribe, which was considered high-quality and

This

lot of salted fish. The troublemaker

even expensive salt had sold without issue, but this year was different. If they bought enough

want to let this opportunity slip

just a few words, the truth was clear. The victim had turned into the liar causing

Race Tribe, pushed the father and son

We'll smash their stall too.

Race Tribe's chieftain

finally quieted

Nyx, Zayne, and Beau,

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

salt at the stall had been ruined. Though it could still be filtered, boiled, and reused for basic consumption, it wasn't the

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 accepted the bundle of gifts and, feeling a bit guilty, fed

and quickly stopped him. "Keep it for yourself. She's already so round.

showed an unmistakable affection as he

to play with Nyx from early

At first, he

had actually helped solve a

that he would never stop his daughter from playing with Nyx

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