Lucifer took the bowl and started drinking it.
Other women quickly brought bowls to the Nine Great Generals beside him, passing the soup on in circles.
Isaac couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that. He had been worried that Lucifer and his great generals wouldn't get poisoned. It appeared that his strategy had no problem.
He didn't move. Instead, he waited until the unkempt women had distributed the soup to as many members as possible. It was ideal for him to wait until everyone had finished drinking.
After more than a thousand Novafur Clan members had drunk the soup, Lucifer, who sat in the center, suddenly frowned.
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