Chapter 251: Live Food
251 – Live Food
Nagrom ties up my collapsed partner with lots of rope, tying her like a bagworm moth. She glares at Nagrom in protest.
“…Will this really be okay, I wonder?”, Yarg mutters in worry.
“I-It’s rope made to tie down a grafant. It…should be okay. She might be a demi-human,[1] but she’s ultimately human like us,” Nagrom replies, sounding like he’s trying to convince himself. I haven’t seen a grafant before, but I guess it’s some sort of monster.
Hearing Nagrom’s words, my partner puts strength into her arms. She strains against the rope. Shouldn’t be an issue, she transmits… D-don’t go trying to tear it apart yet.
“However… To drink that much morz poison, and to still be so healthy is…”
“…Her resistance to poison is a bit strong, that’s all. My father told me that by their nature, demi-humans are even harder to catch than monsters. ”
My partner’s line of sight has been locked on to Yarg for a while now. Since I share her vision, I can’t see her face, but I can imagine the sullen look on her face.
Meeting her eyes, Yarg looks away slightly. It looked like he intentionally averted his eyes; he must have some feelings of guilt.