I'm already his toy (2)

tell all the citizens of the buried city what happened to me, and how I humiliated the tyrant!

then you guys ...

"Run for your lives!"

Ventson looked a little puzzled.

It wasn't that the poet's requirements were harsh, but on the contrary, the requirements were too simple!

"I'm a poet. I've been singing praises and talking about others my entire life."

this time, I hope someone can record my story.

I want to warn the world how terrible it is to humiliate tyrants ...

His tone was calm from the beginning to the end, but it sent a chill down fantson and the other Gnoll Scout's backs.

"How is it?"

The poet stared at fantson and then at the others.

"Do you want me to call the guards, or ..."

"A story?"

Ventson naturally had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose the latter.

Although the legendary poet seemed to be useless, he was still not confident that he could kill him before he called the guards.