Chapter 19, Under the Cat’s Purgatory s: Yesterday, the power lines were cut due to construction, and the power was out all night.
I really can't update online.
I hereby apologize. yznn will try his best to make up for it with a big chapter today.
"Meow meow meow" Under the bright sunshine, a group of cute cats were struggling and screaming.
"Catch it, catch this devil's messenger" In the refreshing sea breeze, a group of ferocious humans were chasing and shouting.
"Look at these evil cats.
They are all minions of the devil, accomplices of witches, and enemies of God.
They are also the source of disaster that has brought about this plague.
Don't be fooled by their appearance.
Only by burning them into ashes with fire can you Purify their demon-tainted souls" There are also a few black-clad magicians who seem to be possessed by the cat-abusing madman Schrödinger.
They are blabbering about all kinds of strange doctrines that "cat abuse is justified."
There is no way.
In the medieval European Catholic world, such a cat-abusing clan was prevalent. sad society.
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 because of human life After all, it is more expensive, so 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 succubi's accomplices 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.
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 cats as if they were irreconcilable enemies, which greatly reduced the number of cats across Europe, almost to the edge 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 their death is approaching, 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, 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.
They first surrounded it and caught it, and then grabbed the fur on the back of its neck, happily He threw it around, pulled its fur, made it meow, and listened to the wails of the tortured cat with fascination, as if torturing the cat had turned into a rough 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.
They were served with meat sauce; some were 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 are thrown into the burning fire However, according to the European custom of "roasting cats" for thousands of years, 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.
Once it's put in, be careful not to let it escape again."
"Hurry up and burn it to death.
Burn it to death."
"Before you light the fire, give it a good whack with a stick, otherwise be careful that this thing will come 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.
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A dozen "cat chasers" were holding various weapons and chasing a cat that was on fire. , from time to time someone stumbles or even breaks their feet.
What a bunch of clumsy idiots.
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 this side with vigour.
A short distance away from these cat torturers, between the foaming waves, Sister Louise curled up her petite body and leaned 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 already 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 moment
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, domestic cats near Marseille had long been They were hunted to extinction and she had 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.
What do you think when you say nice things about this cute creature?
So, after overcoming the slight 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.
Although he understood these cats Regarding the importance of rodent eradication work, the older nuns and servants still couldn't change their prejudice against cats.
Young Louise was quite happy with this, and she especially liked watching cats sticking out their little tongues.
The adorable scene of licking milk from a small plate.
Who would have thought that just when I came back with a milk pail today, I would see such a horrific and horrific scene?
Seeing these cats, who were playing around her the day before and came to claim credit with mice in their mouths, being burned, hacked to death, and skinned one by one, she was suddenly filled with uncontrollable grief and indignation, and there were waves in her heart.
In the eyes of Sister Louise with the tearing pain, these thugs who crazily torture cats under the banner of "warming against evil" are a thousand or ten thousand times more hateful than those cats who are stigmatized as "Warcraft".
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.
"The torch has been brought.
Let's roast it until it's done."
"Three ripe, 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 would like to eat it," someone said with disgust, "mouse meat is even better than it."
"Oh, then how do you know that cat meat is so sour?
You must have eaten it, right?"
"Go ahead and stop talking about me.
Your grandfather seems to have eaten human flesh during the siege."
"So what?
It's like your ancestors have never eaten it."
In the early Middle Ages in Europe, cannibalism was actually very common.
The common people were exploited by the lords and nobles with no harvest and no food to eat.
It was not uncommon for the brave villagers to go out at night and beat lone travelers to improve their food.
He even dared to ambush the armed guards en masse.
A strong caravan, so long-distance travel in that era often meant life and death.
Everyone knew that they would not be able to come back for a year and a half, and that they would be eaten by wild beasts on the way, or by serfs who were hungrier than wild beasts.
Of course, it was not ruled out.
"Good luck" situations like getting lost and being sold into slavery.
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However, in 1348, when the Black Death broke out, due to the improvement of agricultural productivity, scenes of human cannibalism had 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 it died 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 among the crowd.
After a while, the meowing of cats gradually became too faint to be heard, and then a man spat: "It makes people unlucky.
The cat may God save this monster’s soul” "Come on, Henry, you are a gangster who never observes Lent and rarely goes to church once a month.
Stop pretending to be pious.
We all know that you just missed the woman and were so depressed that you panicked.
Just take it out on the cat.”
Another young man gloated, "On the way here, you kept mumbling that the monastery is actually a charity hospital affiliated to the Knights Hospitallers, but the nurses are all nuns.
It can be said that it is a convent."
What a feeling it is to play a nun It’s great, but now I haven’t found a single woman and I don’t even look at it.
This time there are people from the Inquisition leading the team.
You go play the Bride of God in front of them.
Be careful of being burned as a heretic.
Hahahahaha."
He said.
He burst into laughter, and the others also joined in the laughter.
"Huh, what's not allowed?"
The man from before interrupted their ridicule with a fierce and cruel tone.
He had a majestic appearance but an evil light in his eyes: "Do you think those black robes are all saints who are not close to women?
This group of lecherous evil spirits originally He was so addicted to catching a beautiful witch that he actually delayed his sentence for two years.
When he got tired of playing, he was willing to tie her to the stake.
In addition, Is it not uncommon for priests and nuns to create a bunch of little monks?
It seems that even the Pope has a lot of mistresses and illegitimate children.
Besides, the nuns here may not be clean.
As far as I know, many nunneries often employ Just watch the midwife.
Once the manor is breached, those black robes of the Inquisition will definitely be the first to knock down the nuns and rush to get on."
"Hahahaha, you are right.
Henry, those black robes will not stop you from playing nuns when the time comes.
They will only snatch the nuns from you, but only if you have a life to enjoy it.
Look at how strong the manor is.
I don’t know how many lives will be taken if we really fight.
If you really So if you want to find a nun, go to God and pray for a while.
Haha, pray that he will bless you to live to be the bride of God."
The men continued to sneer and laugh at the man named "Henry" unceremoniously.
People 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 pressed closer against her.
The wet reef, then lowered his head and looked at himself blankly: fair, soft and smooth skin, slim and charming figure, his face must be slightly flushed due to fear and rapid 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.
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If they were to discover him like this, he would definitely be gang-raped by thirty or even fifty people, and he would be raped even more later.
She simply couldn't even imagine what kind of treatment she would receive.
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 nasal cavity under the strong sea breeze that was still carrying a chill.
Then before she had time to react, she let out a cry that could not be ignored.
The crisp sound: "Ah sneeze" "who" "Who" "Weird, 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 shout 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 saw the beautiful nun huddled behind the rocks, they couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"Oh, what a beautiful little deer!
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, cold sweat fell from her face.
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 girl."
Henry smiled ferociously and threw the nun on his shoulders.
He carried her and walked to a flat beach not far away.
No matter how hard she beat her, she was indifferent.
"It's just right for the brothers to have fun together."
Everyone is almost rusty with boredom.”
Sister Louise was still struggling, but how could such a trembling, weak little sheep resist the wolves that were eyeing her?
She was carried across the beach, and passed by a half-burnt When she was holding the sack, the man carrying her patted her butt and threatened: "Little girl, if you dare to move around, I will put you in the sack and burn you like that cat, haha."
Ha ha" "No, no" the girl hung upside down on the man's shoulder, murmuring and almost fainted, "God, please help me."
"Hahaha, you're still praying to God for help.
Even if you scream like a heretic witch, 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 came to this cat torture and execution ground.
Blue spherical head, blue round arms, white spherical palms, white flat feet, white big 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, ah, ah, go to hell, you heinous sinners, eat one of my interstellar plasma cannons."
Accompanied by the hysterical shouting of Comrade Doraemon, a string of huge orange-red fireballs fell from the sky in an instant, and the hot air waves immediately surged, throwing the unprepared "cat abusers" upside down.
People were blown to pieces with their skin and flesh torn, muscles and bones broken, and their heads battered.
All kinds of wailing and groaning sounds were heard continuously.
But this is just the beginning, because there is an angry robot cat in the sky vowing to drive them all away.
"You ungrateful, stupid sinners actually tortured and killed the cats who helped you fight the plague.
I want you to pay with your blood."
"The devil has come, God, who will save us?"
"Oh, hehe, don't count on God, that deaf man.
Even if you scream, no one will answer you.
Now, just cry, scream, and then all die, you despicable and stupid sinners."
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The smoke is curling up, the embers are not extinguished, the cries are endless, and there is some strange barbecue smell in the air.
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.
"Did Mr.
Doraemon go a little too far and the beach was burned into a glass floor?"
"No, no, no, it's not too much.
In fact, if Doraemon didn't take out a giant earth-extinction bomb with an equivalent of ten trillion tons, and let half of Europe explode into the sky amidst the most dazzling fireworks in history, it would be 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.
He did not receive respect and gratitude from people for his selfless dedication.
Instead, he was repaid with kindness and vengeance by these "stupid humans", and after being brutally killed in various ways, Comrade Doraemon, who was full of regrets, suddenly opened his mind, broke through the limits, completely went berserk, and entered the violent and cruel black mode, with all kinds of firepower. , and instantly killed these cat-abusing madmen into scum.
Laser guns, air cannons, plasma cannons, flamethrowers, high-explosive bombs, and 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 minced meat. , most of the remaining ones were 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 one of our own who was captured, 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, the remaining enemies were all frightened to the point where their hands and feet were weak, their spirits were broken, and some were even incontinent, with feces and urine flowing freely.
Each and every 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" when faced with the angry black version of Doraemon, while taking a bottle of holy water.
Doraemon was sprinkled on the head and knocked over by the furious Doraemon.
Then he was shrunk to the size of a finger using a shrinking lamp, and was finally thrown into the fire, accompanied by an inaudible scream. , turned into a small ball of coke.
Seeing such a bizarre execution scene, the remaining cat abusers were completely frightened out of their wits.
They could only keep begging for their lives and did not have the courage to escape anymore.
However, even for these desperate and submissive 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 tied them up one by one.
Some were hung upside down on the wall, and some were hung upside down on the tree.
On the floor, the head is 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 of their companions, and used his claws to scratch these hateful sinners.
Well, this must have been a tragedy.
A 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.
At this moment, he is kneeling and sitting on a bluestone slab , facing the three balls of cat meat, two pieces of cat skin and a ball of charcoal that were finally rescued, she wept silently with infinite sadness, and was still nagging something: "I'm sorry, Xiao Huang, Xiao Hei, please forgive me." , everything is my fault, I imagined human beings too kind."
Senior Sister Ma Tong was standing 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 right now, and I am also very indignant in the face of this situation, but I still ask you to cheer up and show your condolences.
Contain the Black Death and change the destiny of the world.
The mission still needs to be completed by us.”
Wang Qiu coughed dryly and said, "The mourning can be postponed.
Now let's hold a combat meeting first."
"What else can be discussed?
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?
Even dead people will never get sick."
Doraemon rolled his eyes and said calmly, but his words contained inhuman malice.
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Is he really completely black?
In response to this, Wang Qiu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Doraemon, you can't act like this," Senior Sister Ma Tong suddenly said righteously.
Oh oh oh The legendary conscientious figure who would come to the rescue at critical moments finally appeared.
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 will you take?
Come to exchange money to pay off debts."
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"Hey, 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 surveillance system of the mini reconnaissance satellite from his dimensional pocket. ,"in spite of Anyway, we have to rescue this unlucky guy like Levi.
Let’s find out where he is being held.
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 disheveled 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.
There was a bald man in a long robe holding a book and loudly announcing something, which seemed to be accusing Li Wei of crimes.
"Fortunately among the misfortunes, those stupid people haven't lit the fire yet."
Wang Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Doraemon and said, "Doraemon, before this thing turns into a barbecue, hurry up and get it."
Grabbing Levi from the execution ground with a handbag.”
The retrieval handbag is one of Doraemon's magical props.
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, then took out the retrieval bag from the dimensional pocket and prepared to save people.
However, Senior Sister Ma Tong reached out to stop her.
Her eyes were flowing, and she whispered with a hint of a sinister smile, "Wait, compared to this low-tech way of directly rescuing people, I have a more clever idea.
I wonder if you are interested in hearing it." oshow7: