Chapter 19, Cat Purgatory (Part 2)
PS: Yesterday, the power lines were cut due to construction, and the power was out all night. I really can't update online, so I apologize. I'll try my best to make up for it with a big chapter today.
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"...meow-meow-"
Under the bright sunshine, a group of cute cats were struggling and screaming.
"...Seize it! Catch this devil's messenger quickly!"
In the refreshing sea breeze, a group of ferocious humans were chasing and shouting.
"...Look! These evil cats are minions of the devil, accomplices of witches, and enemies of God! They are also the source of disaster that brought this plague! Don't be fooled by its appearance! Only use flames to Only by burning them into ashes can their souls polluted by the devil be purified..."
There are also a few black-clothed magicians who seem to be possessed by the cat-abusing madman Schrödinger, and they are blabbering about all kinds of strange doctrines that "cat abuse is justified" - there is no way, the European Catholic world in the Middle Ages is such a cat-abusing world A sad society where ethnic minorities prevail.
What's more terrible is that people at that time generally believed that as long as they threw magical objects into the fire, they could drive away evil spirits and pray for blessings in villages and cities. The most popular sacrifices were of course witches, followed by pagans, but Since human life is more expensive after all, the most commonly used sacrifice is cats...
——In the European Middle Ages, cats suffered extremely unfair treatment. The Catholic Church in the fourteenth century made unfounded accusations against cats, saying that cats and owls have very similar appearances, and believed that cats’ creepy calls and flashing eyes at night were the incarnation of the devil Satan or causing trouble. The accomplices of the banshee are pagan beasts allied with the devil. And ordinary people, under the influence of the church, also regard cats as the incarnation of the devil, which can bring disaster to people at any time. As a result, the cat's lofty status as a mythical animal in ancient Egypt changed drastically, and it suddenly transformed into a representative of evil and an ominous animal, which was despised and even killed by people. Under the despotic power and instigation of the church, people hunted and killed cats as if they were irreconcilable enemies, which greatly reduced the number of cats across Europe, almost on the verge of extinction, and led to the proliferation of rats.
In fact, even the current super-violent plague called the Black Death, which has left corpses all over Europe, is in a sense the innocent souls of millions of cats who have died in silence over the years. "A horrific revenge and a serious warning to humanity".
However, even though they are about to die, those stubborn villains still refuse to repent and vow to continue the cause of torturing cats to death!
There is no way. For the Catholic forces at this time, "cat abuse is justified" has become the same as "heathens deserve to die". It has almost become an ideological thing similar to that during the Cold War, which belongs to the "absolute realm" that cannot be violated. You can call it a cat abuse cult. Even if some rational people have vaguely felt that something is wrong with this matter, in such a fanatical atmosphere, they cannot easily change it for a while...
At this moment, outside the walls of the Mujahideen Manor, on the gravel-strewn beachfront, a group of bored thugs were torturing a poor cat - first surrounding it and catching it, and then grabbing the fur on the back of its neck. , happily tossing it around, pulling its hair, making it meow...and listening to the wails of the cat intoxicatedly when it is tortured, as if torturing the cat has turned into a rough game concert.
Everyone's eyes were flashing with a bloodthirsty red light, just like when they killed and burned "witches" countless times before.
As for the other cats, their current situation is even more miserable: some were hung high, and their skin and flesh were cut to pieces with daggers; some had their limbs slowly flattened by hammers, and gradually turned into a corpse amidst the miserable screams. Tuan Meat Sauce; some even had to be skinned after being stabbed to death.
There was also a beautiful little black cat, tied up and put into a basket. It watched in horror as the two priests sang beautiful hymns, as if they were doing something solemn and sacred, conveying their wish that spanned time and space. Volunteer rats were thrown into the burning fire...
However, according to the thousands of years of European custom of "roasting cats", they still like to stuff the cats into cloth bags and then set them on fire and burn them alive.
"...Wow!! It's put in, it's put in! Be careful not to let it escape again!"
"...Light the fire quickly! Burn it to death! Burn it to death!!"
"...Wait a minute! Give it a good beating with a stick before lighting the fire! Otherwise, be careful as this thing comes out when the sack is burned!"
A middle-aged man pointed out with great experience. At the same time, he looked at a certain "roasted cat failure group" next to him - a dozen "cat chasers" were holding various weapons and chasing a cat that was on fire. Cats, from time to time someone stumbles or even breaks their feet... What a bunch of clumsy fools...
It seemed that all the attention was attracted by the dying cat. These cat-abuse thugs did not notice that behind a rock not far away, a pair of eyes appeared out of nowhere, speaking with words full of fear and fear. Hostile eyes, piercing towards this side...
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——A few feet away from these cat torturers, between the foaming waves, Sister Louise curled up her petite body, leaning against the damp moss behind a certain rock. Right now, she was covering her mouth tightly, with a look of horror on her face, her whole body shaking like a sieve, and her eyes filled with tears as she watched the thugs burn and kill these lovely cats that she had been with for several days.
Because she went to a nearby village in the morning to collect fresh milk and fruits and vegetables, it was too late when she came back. Therefore, when the armed conflict suddenly broke out, the young nun was unable to take refuge in the manor in time, and was trapped in this embarrassing and not too hidden place. Place, a dilemma for a while...
Then, she saw the brutal scenes of the intruders, who were unable to break into the manor for the time being, chasing the cats on the beach and in the wilderness.
——Although as a Christian in medieval Europe, Louise was also instilled with misconceptions such as "cats are witches' pets and messengers of the devil" since childhood, but in the year of her birth, her home near Marseille Cats have been hunted to extinction, and she has never seen a cat since she was a child. If someone hadn't reminded her a few days ago, Louise wouldn't have even recognized what these cute and clever little creatures were.
Imagine if there were always people nagging about how scary the devil is, but in fact no one has ever seen the devil. Finally, after finally seeing the devil, they found out that the devil is actually a very cute and cute girl, and there are people. Speaking of nice things about this cute creature...what would you think?
So, after overcoming the minimal resistance and resistance in her heart, Louise quickly fell in love with these cute little carnivorous animals and learned to do so without any teacher. Various techniques for teasing cats, finally Knight Levi was assigned the important task of feeding and playing with cats - even though he understood that these cats were Due to the importance of rodent eradication work, the older grandmothers and servants still couldn't change their prejudice against cats... Young Louise was quite happy with this, and she especially liked watching cats stretch out their little tails. The cute look of her tongue licking milk from a small plate... Who would have expected that just when I came back with the milk bucket today, I would see such a horrific and horrific scene!
Seeing these cats that were playing around her the day before, and came to claim credit with mice in their mouths, were burned, hacked to death, and skinned one by one... She was suddenly filled with uncontrollable grief and indignation, and there was a feeling in her heart. Waves of tearing pain - in the eyes of Sister Louise at this time, these thugs who crazily torture cats under the banner of "warming against evil" are a thousand times more hateful than those cats who are stigmatized as "Warcraft". Ten thousand times!
However, as a weak and helpless girl who could not protect herself, she was completely powerless against the atrocities committed by these thugs. She could only bury all her anger and hostility in her heart, and try to hold her breath, not daring to make a sound, lest she discovered by them.
However, the cat's meowing not far away continued to become more and more tragic, more and more terrifying, and it made her more and more worried.
"...Hey! The torch has been brought! Let's roast it until it's ripe first!"
"...Three rare? Are you grilling cat steak? Hahaha, do you need to sprinkle salt and pepper on it?"
"...Don't talk nonsense, cat meat is so sour that no one will like to eat it..." someone said with a look of disgust, "...mouse meat is better than it..."
"...Oh? Then how do you know that cat meat is sour? You must have eaten it, right?"
"...Go! Don't talk about me yet. Your grandfather seems to have eaten human flesh during the siege!"
"...So what? It's as if your ancestors have never eaten it..."
(In the early Middle Ages in Europe, cannibalism was actually very common. The common people were squeezed by the lords and nobles with no harvest and no food to eat. It was not uncommon for the people to go out at night to knock out lone travelers and improve their food. It was not uncommon for the brave Villagers even dared to collectively ambush small caravans with less powerful armed guards, so long-distance travel often meant life and death in that era. Everyone knew that they would not be able to return for a year or so, and they would either be eaten by wild beasts on the way, or eaten by serfs who were hungrier than the wild beasts... Of course, "lucky" situations such as getting lost and being sold into slavery were not ruled out. However. , in 1348 when the Black Death broke out, due to the improvement of agricultural productivity, scenes of human cannibalism have become very rare)
The men's excited voices came from the front and penetrated into the nun's eardrums, making her heart beat loudly.
"...Meow--" The cat's scream before death pierced the air, and then another "Ouch" was heard, as if it scratched someone's paw.
"...This damn devil!!" There was a sound of fists and kicks, and sticks hitting flesh from the crowd. After a while, the meowing of cats gradually became too weak to be heard, and then a man spat: "...unlucky cat! May God save this monster's soul..."
"...Ouch! Come on, Henry, you gangster who never observes Lent and rarely goes to church once a month, stop pretending to be pious! We all know that you just didn't catch the woman and were so depressed. I panicked, so I took my anger out on the cat.”
Another young man gloated, "...On the way here, you kept mumbling, in the convent (actually a charity hospital affiliated to the Knights Hospitallers, but the nurses are all nuns, it is said to be a convent) (You can also) It feels so good to play a nun, but now Not a single woman was found... and there was no one from the Inquisition leading the team this time! If you play 'The Bride of God' in front of them, you might be burned as a heretic!" He said! As he spoke, he burst into laughter, and others echoed in laughter,
"...Hmph!! What's not allowed?!!"
The man from before interrupted their ridicule, his tone was fierce and cruel, he had a majestic appearance, but there was an evil light in his eyes: "...Do you think those black robes are all saints who are not close to women? These lechers The evil spirit caught a beautiful witch and was so addicted to it that he actually delayed the sentence for two years. He didn't want to be tied to the stake until he got tired of it. In addition, the priest and the nun! Isn't it rare that we have a bunch of little monks? It seems that even the Pope has a lot of mistresses and illegitimate children! Besides, the nuns here are not necessarily clean. As far as I know, many nunneries often employ them. The midwife is here! Just watch, when the manor is breached, those black robes of the Inquisition will definitely be the first to knock down the nuns and rush to get in!"
"...Hahahaha... You are right, Henry! When the time comes, those black robes will not stop you from playing as a nun, they will only steal it from you! But only if you have a life to enjoy it! Look at how strong the manor is. How many lives will be lost if you really defeat it? If you want to find a nun, go to God and pray for a while! Haha, pray that you can live to play the 'Bride of God'!" The men continued to mock and laugh unceremoniously! The man named "Henry" let out waves of malicious laughter.
But as one of the targets of the hunt, she couldn't be so calm - listening to these outrageous words, Sister Louise trembled slightly, her legs were somehow as soft as dough, and her body tightened even more. Sticking to the wet reef, he lowered his head and looked at himself blankly: his fair and soft smooth skin, his slim and charming figure, his face must have been slightly flushed due to fear and accelerated heartbeat...
At this moment, Sister Louise finally realized that she seemed to have fallen into a... very, very bad situation!
Those terrifying men were only a dozen steps away from me. If they were to discover him like this, he would definitely be gang-raped by thirty or even fifty people! And she couldn't even imagine how she would be treated next! !
So, Louise took a breath of cold air, and at the same time panicked, she held on to the rock and moved back little by little. She bit her lip and stared ahead with a pale face, trying hard to avoid the sight of the thugs, trying to sneak in quietly. water, swim back to the private dock of the Mujahideen Manor, and meet up with your companions. After all, as the daughter of a Marseille fisherman, she can swim after all - although she has never been in the water since becoming a nun...
Unfortunately, the weather didn't go as planned - Louise, whose clothes were wetted by the waves, suddenly felt itchy in her nose under the strong sea breeze that was still carrying the chill, and before she had time to react, she let out a heart-wrenching cry. A crisp sound that cannot be ignored: "...Ah sneeze!!"
"...Who?!"
"...Who?!"
"...Strange, it sounds like a woman?!"
Due to the close distance, the group of thugs who were roasting the cat with torches immediately noticed the sound of Sister Louise sneezing and came over. Soon, someone discovered the frightened and helpless woman. The young nun couldn't help but scream in surprise:
"...Oh my God, Henry, God really heard your boy's call and sent us a beautiful nun!!"
Others followed this guy's eyes and when they found the beautiful nun huddled behind the rocks, they couldn't help but scream in surprise
"...Oh! It's true!! What a beautiful fawn!! Come on everyone! Don't let this cute prey escape!"
"...Wow--"
Sister Louise let out a desperate scream, turned around and ran away, but it was too late - before she could run a few steps, she was blocked by a thick and strong man with a scar face. For a moment, she was sweating coldly. The water flowing down her face made her feel panic and fear,
Immediately afterwards, the evil guy named Henry rushed up from behind and grabbed Sister Louise's slender and delicate arm.
"...Let's go! Little bitch!!" Henry smiled ferociously and threw the nun on his shoulders, carrying her towards a flat beach not far away, no matter how hard she beat her, she was indifferent, "...it's just right for brother Let’s have fun together! We are almost bored to death!”
Sister Louise was still struggling, but how could such a trembling, weak little sheep resist the pack of wolves that were eyeing her? She was carried across the beach, and when she passed a half-burnt sack, the man carrying her patted her butt and threatened: "...little bitch, if you dare to move and run around, , I’ll put you in a sack and burn it like that cat!”
"...No, no..." The girl hung upside down on the man's shoulder, murmuring and almost fainted, "...Oh God! Someone come and save me!"
"...Hahaha! You are still praying to God for help! You heretical witch! Even if you scream, no one will listen to you!"
The men burst into laughter again, and Henry threw the desperate Louise onto the sand and began to peel off her nun's uniform...
However, beyond their expectations, a certain incredible savior, or Avenger, really arrived on this cat torture and execution ground.
——Blue spherical head, blue round arms, white spherical palms, white flat feet... big white face, white belly, white belly bag, round eyes, six cat whiskers, and finally A round red nose. However, his face, which was clearly innocent, cute, and naive, was now filled with overwhelming anger that seemed to have materialized, and a terrifying murderous intention that seemed capable of destroying the world.
"...Wow! Go to hell! Go to hell! You heinous sinners! Eat one of my interstellar plasma cannons!!!"
Accompanied by Comrade Doraemon's hysterical shouting, a string of huge orange-red fireballs fell from the sky in an instant, and the hot air waves surged up, throwing the unprepared "cat abusers" upside down. People were blown to pieces with their skin and flesh torn apart, their muscles and bones broken, and their heads battered. All kinds of wailing and groaning sounds could be heard continuously.
But this is just the beginning - because there is an angry Doraemon in the sky vowing to drive them all away!
"...You ungrateful and stupid sinners! You actually killed the cats who helped you fight the plague! I want you to pay with your blood!!!"
"...The devil! The devil is coming! God! Who will save us!"
"...Oh hehehe! Don't count on that deaf man of God! Even if you scream your throat, no one will answer you! Okay! Cry for me now! Scream! Then all of you will die! Vile and despicable Stupid sinners! ”
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The smoke is curling, the embers are not extinguished, the cries are endless, and the air is filled with some kind of strange barbecue smell...
Looking at the seaside wilderness that was almost bombed into the surface of the moon, the female school doctor Marikawa Shizuka couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
"...This...Mr. Doraemon, did you go a little too far? The beach has been burned into a glass floor..."
"...Excessive? No, no, no! Not too much at all! In fact, Doraemon did not take out a giant earth-extinction bomb with a yield of ten trillion tons, causing half of Europe to explode in the most dazzling fireworks in history. Ascension is considered very, very restrained.”
Wang Qiu shook his head and sighed helplessly, "...after all, these fools are simply trying to commit suicide with all their heart!"
——After traveling to this world again, I was shocked to learn about the tragic events of Knight Levi in Marseille, and then I saw the stray cat friends I had summoned from the streets of Tokyo to help catch mice. , instead of being respected and thanked by people for their selfless dedication, , but instead were repaid with kindness and vengeance by these "stupid humans", and after being brutally killed in various ways, the remorseful Comrade Doraemon suddenly opened his mind, broke through the limit, completely went berserk, and entered the violent and cruel black mode, with all kinds of firepower. Open it and kill these cat-abusing madmen into scum in an instant! ! ! !
Laser guns, air cannons, plasma cannons, flamethrowers, high-explosive bombs, killer robots... In just two minutes, more than 200 of the more than 300 armed men who besieged the manor were reduced to coke and The minced meat and the rest were mostly either seriously injured or crazy. Even the nearby mountains and forests and villages abandoned due to the plague were ignited with raging fires, and thick black smoke shot straight into the sky, as if they were mourning for those unlucky cats. .
Fortunately, Sister Louise, the only captured member of our team, did not die in this indiscriminate carpet bombing that did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Instead, she escaped from the enemy's hands and swam back to the Mujahideen Manor from the sea. Small pier...
As a special shooter, former SWAT officer Minami Rika originally followed with a laser sniper rifle, hoping to kill those who escaped in the chaos. Unexpectedly, Comrade Doraemon opened fire and bombarded them indiscriminately. Next, all the remaining enemies were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak, their spirits collapsed, and some even had incontinence and excrement and urine. Each one of them could not even get up, let alone resist and escape.
Only a priest in black, who was stupid from reading the Bible, dared to hold up a cross and shout "God appears, the devil retreats" while facing the angry black version of Doraemon, while taking a bottle of holy water to go there. Doraemon's head Sprinkled on top... Then the angry Doraemon knocked him over with a headbutt, and used the [Shrinking Lamp] to shrink it to the size of a finger. Finally, it was thrown into the fire, and with an inaudible scream, it turned into Made a small ball of coke.
Seeing such a bizarre execution scene, the remaining cat abusers were completely frightened out of their wits. All they could do was beg for their lives, and they didn't have the guts to run away again... However, even for these desperate and obedient prisoners, they were already Doraemon, who was completely mad, had no intention of letting go easily. Instead, he ordered the soldiers in the manor, who were also frightened and trembling with fear, to tie them up one by one, and some were hung upside down on the wall, and some were hung upside down. In the trees, the heads are always on the ground. Others were buried in pits, with only their heads exposed.
Then, a tragic scene happened: Doraemon summoned the remaining surviving cats, incited them to avenge their tragic death, and used his claws to scratch these hateful sinners... Well, this must be A very long and painful torture process...
All in all, after the dust settled, Wang Qiu pretended not to hear the blood-curdling screams outside. After walking around the manor several times, he finally found Doraemon in a small vegetable garden near the sea. Figure - At this moment, he is kneeling on a bluestone slab, facing the good Three balls of cat meat, two pieces of cat skin and a ball of charcoal were not easily rescued. They wept silently with infinite sadness, and were still nagging something: "I'm sorry, Xiao Huang, Xiao Hei, please forgive me, everything is wrong." It's my fault, I imagined human beings too kind..."
Senior Sister Ma Tong stood next to Doraemon, holding a bag in her hand and throwing paper money from who knows where into the fire.
"...Ahem, Doraemon, I know you must be in a bad mood now, and I am also very indignant in the face of such a situation, but I still ask you to cheer up, mourn and accept change. Contain the Black Death and change The mission of the destiny of the world still needs to be completed by us! ”
Wang Qiu coughed dryly and said, "...the mourning can be postponed. Let's hold a combat meeting first!"
"...What else is there to discuss? The most convenient way to curb the Black Death and change history is to use super nuclear bombs to turn the entire Europe into a radioactive wasteland. Even rats cannot survive, and there is no way to spread the plague. As for humans...dead people will never get sick either..."
Doraemon rolled his eyes and said calmly, but his words contained inhuman malice - has he really become completely black?
In response to this, Wang Qiu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"...Doraemon! You can't do this!" Senior Sister Ma Tong suddenly said righteously.
Oh oh oh! The legendary figure of conscience who will come to the rescue at critical moments finally appears! Wang Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"... Even in the 22nd century, nuclear bombs are very expensive! Doraemon, have you forgotten the debt of more than 15 billion yen you are carrying? If you blow up this land, What do you use to exchange money to pay off debts?" - Preface Take it back... This guy is just a money addict.
"...Well, what you said makes sense. No matter what, we can't forget about repaying the debt..."
After hearing these words of vital interest, the enthusiasm and grief in Doraemon's eyes finally faded a little. Then he sighed, scratched his head and stood up, taking out the ground of the [Mini Reconnaissance Satellite] from his dimensional pocket. Surveillance system, "...no matter what, always We want to rescue this unlucky guy Li Wei. Let’s find out where he is imprisoned first... Oh my god, it’s only been a day and he’s already been burned at the stake? The stupid magicians are really fast..."
——On the high-definition LCD screen, it was clearly visible that the unkempt Knight Levi, wearing only a linen shirt, was tied to a temporary stake erected in the center of a square, with a huge pyre poured with grease underneath. There were crowds of onlookers all around, and a high platform was set up next to it. On it was a bald man in a robe, holding a scroll and announcing something loudly, which seemed to be accusing Li Wei...
"...Fortunately among misfortunes, those stupid people haven't lit the fire yet..." Wang Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Doraemon and said, "...Doraemon, while this guy hasn't changed yet... Cheng Yao, use the [Take Bag] to get Levi back from the execution ground!”
——[Fetching Handbag], one of the magical props of Doraemon. Even from a long distance, you can get forgotten or lost things from this handbag. And it can not only retrieve lost things, but also use it to find people. For example, Doraemon once used it to capture Nobi Nobita. "...Okay!" Doraemon nodded happily, and then took out the [retrieval handbag] from the dimensional pocket and prepared to save people...but was stopped by Senior Sister Ma Tong with her hand - she saw her eyes flowing, with With a hint of a sinister smile, he whispered, "...wait! Compared to directly rescuing people without any technical content, I have a more clever idea. I wonder if you are interested in hearing it..."