S-h-i-v-e-r, A Scary Poisoning

"It's Poisoning! Poisoning!"

Hwaaah!

Pastel wandered around the Banquet Hall in a panic.

"This is indeed poison."

The alchemist who came to examine him grew serious.

"It is a fairly potent poison. They must have tried to make it colorless and odorless, so it didn't lead to immediate death, but there is too little time to analyze the ingredients and make an antidote."

"How could this be!"

Pastel's hands trembled. She looked down with a tearful face at the high-ranking official who had collapsed miserably, bleeding from the mouth.

He was a nice person who even treated her to chicken soup, and he's dying like this?

Uwaaah...