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.”

completely. “Why does he

pleasant feeling. They

we have to get it all out,” Zayne said

the crowd chimed in.

wrong kind of wild fruit once. Had to puke

fixes it.”

trying

protests got drowned out. His voice grew weaker

closely. Even if he wanted to escape with his son now, there was

were completely

quick on his feet. He didn’t make the crowd wait long, nor did he give the father and son any chance

even need Nyx’s instructions–he knew exactly

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

perfectly fine stomach twisted violently. Clutching his

crowd quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance to

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

a common process for handling food poisoning, not a deliberate act of targeting him.

threw up repeatedly. Unable to bear the torment any longer, he screamed, “I’m not acting anymore. I’m not acting anymore. I’m never acting again.”

filth, his fur matted, he ran toward his father, rubbing his wet, grimy body against him, and screamed accusations. “You said I’d get sweet

moment these words left his mouth, the crowd erupted in shock. The onlookers

If the stomach ache is fake, then the

had been tricked, the crowd

and guards of the Sea Race Tribe’s fury burned even hotter.

being disoriented by the commotion earlier, they nearly doubted themselves, almost falling

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had mixed the salt, which had originally been

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

pressed their son’s mouth shut and whispered, “It was our tribe’s chieftain He… he forced us to cause trouble or

quality, with a strange taste. The chieftain

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

This

salt and a lot of salted fish. The

sold without issue, but this year was different. If they bought enough salt from the Sea Race Tribe, no one would buy their salt.

naturally didn’t want to let this

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

the father and son toward

stall too. The group

Sea Race Tribe’s chieftain stayed behind,

surroundings finally

and bowed to Nyx, Zayne, and Beau, thanking them sincerely. “Thanks to your help, we don’t know what would

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

this moment, most of the salt at the stall had been ruined. Though it could still be filtered, boiled, and reused for basic consumption,

a large bundle of salted fish and dried seaweed, and stuffed them into the

fine gifts, so this would have

his generosity, Nyx accepted the bundle of gifts and, feeling a bit guilty,