When I looked outside at the dining room, a Filorial picked a quarrel with a slave and prevented him from drinking the well water.
Filorials have wild intuition. He is talking, since I’m not there, and interfering.
The Filorial did well. I will prepare a reward for him later.
“All members, do not drink the water!” (Naofumi)
I gave instructions in a loud voice.
“What happened?” (Slaves)
“There is a possibility that a poison was mixed into the well.” (Naofumi)
“Is that true?” (Slaves)
“It is like that, and I will investigate it in a little bit.” (Naofumi)