With everyone's eyes on her, Swan got nervous instantly. She wanted to bury her head deep in the sand.
She was just a stupid, uneducated prostitute's daughter who lived with maids her whole life. What qualification did she have to advise the king?!
She was frozen with fear and nervousness for a while until Gale gently rubbed her hair, "Don't be nervous. I just want advice from my mate."
Swan turned her head and looked at Gale who smiled at her and her nervousness slowly dissipated.
She looked at the snake and badger beastmen back and forth before muttering, "Uhm, if death doesn't scare them, then why not punish them instead?"
"Beating them or torturing them also won't change a thing," Gale replied. "They already have the intention to die when they fight."