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?"

up before-it was definitely not a pleasant feeling. They thought,

we have to get it all

voices in

wild fruit once.

"Throwing up fixes it."

Shaman. He's just trying to help

troublemaker's protests got drowned out. His voice grew weaker and weaker until he finally shut up,

too closely. Even if he wanted to

They were completely trapped.

his feet. He didn't make the crowd wait long,

instructions-he

his face scrunching up in bitterness as he

the taste, his perfectly fine stomach twisted violently. Clutching his chest, he doubled over and threw up all over the ground. "Blaargh-!"

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,

handling food poisoning, not a deliberate act of

monkey threw up repeatedly. Unable to bear the torment any longer, he screamed,

ran toward his father, rubbing his wet, grimy body against him, and screamed accusations. "You said I'd get sweet fruit if

left his mouth, the crowd erupted in shock. The onlookers immediately

mean? Did he say he was acting?

had been tricked, the

chieftain and guards of the Sea Race Tribe's

nearly doubted themselves, almost falling

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which had originally been pure and white, with the sand, making it

the mess on the ground, they felt as if their hearts had been torn

the dirt, one of them pressed their son's mouth shut and whispered, "It

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

Sea Race Tribe, which was considered high-quality and affordable. Only the

This

brought too much salt and a lot of salted fish. The troublemaker lowered his

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

Monkey Tribe naturally didn't want

clear. The victim had turned

the father and son toward

go. We'll smash their stall too. The

Sea Race Tribe's chieftain stayed behind, watching

surroundings finally

to Nyx, Zayne, and Beau, thanking them sincerely. "Thanks to your help, we don't know what would have happened

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

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

three. "Take these. Don't mind the quality." He couldn't offer any other fine gifts, so

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

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

child had been begging to play with Nyx from

gift. At first, he had been frustrated,

had actually helped

decided that he would never stop his daughter from playing

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