The other side receives a cup of pottery from Colleen and looks around like he's in trouble.
Then I peered into the cup and stared at my face as it reflected.
Hey, no, let's not drink.
You don't say you don't know how to drink after a while.
Normally, you just have to take it to your mouth and tilt it.
Nothing is so hard to get lost in.
"... you don't drink?
That's what Yarg asked me when I saw him, and the other face on the water tightened as I was ready.
I don't have to be so uptight...
Lift the cup close to overhead and pour the water inside into your mouth all at once.
Although the missed water hung somewhat on her cheeks and body, it was a stunning drink that did not match her shape.
It's a shame, but it's a little different than I thought.
You can have a drink now.
Yarg, who kept his faceless expression, also kept his eyes open all this time.
Hey, they said you shouldn't wear it out in a weird place... Yikes! Hey, what!?
Suddenly, a sore throat burned.
Consciousness extinguishes.
"Damn, ha!
They painfully knelt down on the spot.
The LV of [Resistance Skill [Toxic Resistance] has increased from 5 to 6.
The LV of [Resistance Skill [Paralysis Resistance] has increased from 4 to 5.
It doesn't matter now!
Oh, shit! You're all dressed up, you bastards!
I was going to be vigilant, but I was watching how Nagrom was doing and I lost my poison.
"Shit! Let him throw up! Hey, bring some real water too!
Nagrom broke his floating, captive-free smile, and blue-faced his temples.
"No way, I didn't expect to drink it all"
says Yarg in a wolf.
"Colleen, how much did you put in the Molls poison!?"
"Ha, about eight delks..."
Colleen replies with hesitation.
Hearing that, Nagrom's face turned bright red.
"Even Abyss is willing to hunt! Calm Manticore's wrath, it's a precious bait! What are you gonna do, let him die!
"But, but if you drink as much as you normally lick, you say it's something to spit out..."
... after all, manticore entanglement.
Nagrom changes his gaze from Colleen to the other woman, keeping his face bright red.
"Turna, make a dark antidote! Don't worry about the side effects! Don't kill me anyway!
"Yes!
The woman, called Turna, was instructed by Nagrom and ran to another room.
Yarg grabs the other shoulder and sticks his finger in his mouth.
"Damn! Anyway, I need to make you throw up..."
"Huh!
The other party chewed up the foreign body suddenly stuck in his mouth relentlessly.
"Yah! My finger, my finger!
Yarg rolled around to the floor, holding down his right hand and shouting.
"If you're kidding me! Let him throw up!
"I can't, they took it all. Huh!
Yarg stares at his five-fingered, chopped right hand as he lays on the floor.
He still looked like he was going to cry.
"Then, stupid! If humans consume that amount, they shouldn't be able to move one eyebrow..."
The other side gets up and stares at the nagrom.
Nagrom's eyes dotted.
"Come on, man! Goddamn it, you sub-race!
Nagrom takes the spear that was decorated on the wall and stands, pointing its tip towards the other side.
"You've got to be kidding me! Temee, I'm gonna kill you!
He waved his arms vigorously, leaving two large claw marks on the floor at his feet.
Nagrom flinched to see how it was, but soon he squeezed his face and dropped his hips.
Yarg seems to have regained some calm, grabbing the spear with his left hand alone and turning behind him.
"Yarg, don't move badly! This one can do quite a bit!
Nagrom screams.
Apparently Yarg was just about to move now, leaning slightly forward and breaking his attitude.
The other party didn't miss the gap and kicked the floor and jumped into space.
He flung his body as he waved his legs vigorously and restrained Nagrom, releasing a kick to Yarg.
Yarg tried to prevent it with a spear, but sometimes he could only use one hand, and he let the spear go out of his hand without hesitation.
He sheltered his body and was kicked with his right shoulder, bounced off and slapped his body against the wall.
"Hey, what the hell is this? I'm not used to this body yet."
The other side lands and then bends his arm to make sure he moves.
Then aim for Yarg, who will calm down his body, and pull his arm.
Seriously, how did this happen?
Hey, hey, stop!
I'm sorry, but stop!
"Ah!? They're just too sweet."
No, because if we keep busting like this, seriously, we can't develop into a war between settlements!
"I can't hold on to it anymore!
It doesn't matter if we keep running!
Then I reclaim the information at the Dragon Divine settlement and then come back here again......
No, that would mean that in the meantime, this settlement would live frightened by Manticore.
I don't know how many will die by the time I'm ready.
... Earlier Nagrom said it was Manticore's living bait.
If so, there's a good chance they can take you straight to Manticore if you get caught on purpose.
They... well, please, why don't you just go down on purpose?
It feels like the poison is working now.
"... are you serious?"
I don't know, because I'm the one who brought Manticore...
If I'd been stuck then, this settlement wouldn't have even been trying to gather bait so far.
Please, I'll definitely pay you back this debt.
"... chip"
The other party rang his tongue and then squatted on the spot.
"Oh, finally the poison has turned..."
Nagrom tells me to feel relieved from the bottom of my heart and lowers his weapon.
"As it turned out, I was right to poison him. If you tried to hold them down with only force, they could have all been killed."
... No, the poison didn't work.
Was Yarg prepared to die, his eyes open and his breath rough?
But when he saw that the other side could not move, he knelt on the wall without force and then held down his right finger, dripping blood, with his left hand.