When Does Armin Eat Bertholdt Novels & Stories

He threw the plant away so fast it nearly hit the cave wall before sprinting toward the water basin. At a time like this, the last thing he needed was to poison himself too. “What kind of poison is it?” Beta Armin asked cautiously while staring at the discarded plant. “You won’t die,” the woman answered calmly. Then after a small pause: “But if you eat it…” Her eyes moved toward Ruztom. “You’ll spend the next three hours begging for death anyway.” Beta Armin made a face immediately. Without hesitation, he kicked the poisonous plant farther away from the cave before returning to Genaro’s side.

I immediately dashed to the scene and ripped them away from each other. Armin's lips were stained with red lipstick while the blonde bitch looked fairly satisfied even with her smeared mouth. “At least now I can rest easy knowing that I took a leap of faith and at least got to know what your lips taste like.” She said with a smile. “You bitch,” I snapped, about to strangle the fuck out of her but Armin held me back and said in a monotone, “Go back to Germany. I'll take this as though it never happened,” He said, wiping his mouth.

And if something wasn’t done quickly, Bjorn might really do something that couldn’t be undone. Armin, seeing his younger brother spiraling further into madness, gripped Bjorn’s arm firmly and pulled him aside, his expression serious but controlled. “You 17-year-old boy!” Armin hissed quietly, trying to steady the situation without causing a further scene. “What woman, huh?” Bjorn’s lips curled into a sly smile, his eyes gleaming with something almost manic. “A very beautiful one, Armin” he replied, his voice low and eager. “I saw her at the Jarl palace. But that bastard Neil Holland took her away from me.”