NovelEnglishYasmine was taken aback by his questions. "I've heard people say that. Why do you ask?" Scott pressed on, "Can the Yaren people create antidotes for their own poisons?" Yasmine found his questions odd but answered patiently, "I don't know. My dad is from the Yaren tribe, so I have half Yaren blood, but I'm not very familiar with their ways. I've heard my dad say that the small country is very chaotic, with high and low castes." She pointed at a person in the newspaper. "They look like us but have darker skin. They're from the lower caste and have very low status. My dad is from the high caste." Scott knew little about this tribe. The small country was poor and backward, still ruled by a monarchy, and he had never visited it. He was not familiar with their civilization either.
Scott made a decision that he wanted to go and see for himself. Maybe he would find something useful.
Yasmine warned him, "It's very dangerous there. The people are not well-educated, and many curious tourists have gone missing. Ssay they might have been eaten. You shouldn't go. It's too dangerous!" People would usually only visit developed countries so Scott's questions made Yasmine worried.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe wanted to go because he believed the Yaren tribe was connected to the organization and skilled in making medicines. This was his only chance to find the antidote.
Scott consulted Wilfred, who had more experience.
Wilfred told him he had never been there, only to the border areas. He advised Scott against going, saying, "It's too risky. Once you leave the country, everything becomes unpredictable. In civilized countries, you can reason with people, but once you cross over, you'll realize how terrifying it can be." Nash woke up with a splitting headache. He frowned, never having experienced such pain before.
"Captain, you're awake," James said. He was worried, standing by Nash's side.
"Have swater," Felix immediately handed Nash a glass. "It'll help with the hangover." Nash opened his eyes to see them standing there with concerned expressions. He vaguely remembered having a beautiful dream about Nina last night.
"Why are you guys here?" Nash's voice was hoarse as he sat up. "Why are you looking atlike that?" "Nash, you were really drunk last night. We were worried about you," James said: "Regarding Ma'am's matter, you're already working on it and you've sent many people to the border. I believe we'll have news soon." They tried to comfort Nash. Seeing him like this made them feel bad, especially since he had gotten so drunk. They feared for his health.
This issue was a heavy burden on Nash's mind. But something else seemed off. Nash asked, "What did you do while I was out?" This put them on the spot.
"Nothing at all! We only did what was best for you, Nash," James quickly said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"So, you did do something," Nash said coldly.
They shivered.
Felix quickly explained, "While protecting Ma'am, we saw her having O dinner with other men. We were Worried she might fall for someone else in your absence, so we took saction but got caught." They looked down, feeling guilty.
Nash leaned back on the bed, his expression darkening. So, yesterday wasn't a dream?" "She did cby," James continued. "I thought she was going
to have a big fight with you, but you were drunk. She left looking om with heartbroken. It was agonizing for us to watch." X
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