"Can something that smells this foul really attract magical beasts?"
"Yeah, this smell is way too awful. The magical beasts will probably run away the moment they catch a whiff!"
After staring blankly for a moment, the various nonhuman chieftains began voicing their doubts.
The main reason was that even these nonhuman races, who were not particularly concerned about hygiene, could not bear the stench emitted by the Beast-Attracting Fruit.
Nalant merely smiled at their quiet murmuring.
Had he not seen enough of this sort of thing since crossing over?
Every time there was doubt, he would give these fellows a fierce reversal.
The harder they doubted him now, the faster the colors on their faces would cycle later.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Sure enough, in the next instant, several roars suddenly rang out from the surrounding forest.
Those roars carried excitement and a trace of hostility.
They were warnings for the other animals to get lost—this was its territory.
Yet such threats were clearly useless.
Instead, they drew even more vicious warning roars from other magical beasts.
"Th-this really is the roaring of magical beasts, and there are at least four or five different kinds!"
As the roars sounded, the chieftains were naturally stunned once again.
It was already clear proof that the Beast-Attracting Fruit they had doubted earlier was effective.
And its effect was exceptionally potent.
"Quick, look! There are magical beasts heading toward the valley from those places!"
Just then, several nonhuman hunting party members suddenly spotted movement in the forest.
Because they were standing high up, they could clearly see trees in the distance constantly swaying or being snapped apart.
Those were obviously the places where magical beasts were rushing over at full speed.
"Lord Nalant, should we have our people begin preparing?"
Seeing this, the chieftains