Chapitre 220: Intoxicated Monster

'Don't want him getting any more intoxicated. At this point, I'm sure I could convince him. In his own way, he understands. I just need to find the right buttons to push.' Yarnha thought while staring at the Monster. 

"And that's why I'm sure that I'll leave this place."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"You're sure?"

"Well, yeah. As I said, you can't kill me."

Yarnha's eyes narrowed.

"What makes you think that?"

"You weren't listening, huh? I don't feel like repeating everything. Why wouldn't you be listening anyways? You're trying to trap me in here but won't even-"

"What makes you think that?" Yarnha repeated.

The Spirit was used to conversing with those intoxicated by the Green Mist. Which is why it knew that repeating a question or request could lead to a different response.

And it did.

"Ugh..." Mark sighed. "As I said, it's..." He talked as if he was explaining the simplest thing ever. "Not how Nature works."