Chapter 70 Neither garlic nor shit

　　Archie’s POV 　　As Alisha's words reached my ears, a surge of resistance welled up within me, fueled by the vehement protest of my wolf. Its howl echoed in my mind, vehemently rejecting the idea of consuming anything tainted with the pungent aroma of garlic.“Absolutely not! Archie, don't eat it! I would rather eat shit than ever smell garlic again." 　　A retort formed in my mind right now, battling my wolf's protest. "While the smell of garlic is indeed revolting, resorting to eating excrement might be also a bad choice." 　　My wolf's response was stubborn, unyielding. "I don't care. If you dare subject me to garlic, I'll eat shit next time to disgust you! I'll make sure you experience the same level of disgust with my choice!" 　　Hearing my wolf's words, I felt that garlic was truly terrifying- its scent alone could drive my wolf into madness. Neither garlic nor shit would I want to eat, so I must refuse this damn sausage. Why did Louie and Gray enjoy delicious apple pie while I had to