"Curse Fruit" probably wasn't its real name. There were probably plenty of fruits in this world called cursed fruit. Kallen had heard Richard mention one sold at the Pastry Shop, used to induce abortions for ladies who accidentally became pregnant while entertaining clients but didn't want to spend money at a hospital. That, too, was called "cursed fruit."
However, Marlie's fruit certainly wasn't the same as the one used for abortions. It did carry potent pollution, and its juice could easily cause pollution if it splashed into someone's mouth, nose, or wounds. But crushing it to use as a hand grenade clearly overestimated its capabilities. Marlie had obviously intended to frighten people with it as well.
Kallen had every right to speak on this point. After all, he had already chewed the fruit to pieces.
It tasted a little sour, with a sweet aftertaste. Its texture was like a pickle, soft yet crisp.
Of course, terrifying pollution came with it, but pollution of this kind really wasn't much to Kallen anymore.
Gods were the greatest sources of pollution in this world.
His body had been modified by Raniedal, and he had absorbed the Dark Moon Bone and the Eyes of the Dark Moon. Most importantly, he was already enduring the backlash from the Order Rules...
With so much pollution gathered in his body, Kallen himself would have been an enormous walking threat if those pollutants hadn't either been dormant or targeted only him.
So a mere piece of fruit really wasn't much to Kallen.
In fact, facing the astonished Marlie, Kallen had initially wanted to spit out what was in his mouth, but after hesitating, he decided against it.
First, such an uncivilized act wasn't consistent with his habits;
second, he actually felt a little reluctant to part with it;