110 Compassion
[Shenwei stopped her waist and held her in his arms, Yuffie couldn't struggle, his heart was aggrieved and fearful, and he beat him fiercely with both hands: "They are all human!" How can you do such a thing! āć
"Why not? I'm the master, and it's only natural to do anything to the real yĆ n product, right? Shenwei's expression was indifferent, as if he was locked in that cell, and it was not the "untouchables" who used to be human beings who kept reaching out for help, but the so-called "guinea pigs".
Yuffie didn't understand why some people could hurt others so carelessly, even for no reason.
Shenwei said, "Are you having pity on them?" ā
For some reason, when the word "mercy" came out of Kamui's mouth, Yuffie only felt like mockery, but she replied, "Yes...... Yes. ā
She was indeed taking pity on them.
Because, it seems that they also have family and friends, and it is already unfortunate to become pariahs, and it is so pitiful to be treated like this again! They made no one and no ghost in such a dungeon, and they fell into the hands of Shenwei, and the food they fed turned out to be such filthy and filthy things......
The "untouchables" have no human rights, they are ostracized by vampires, and the world is so big that there is no place for them.
She was suddenly determined to get out of here.
She didn't want to see people turn into vampires anymore, and she didn't want to see bitten "pariahs" treated like this.
Shenwei pulled her past and forced her to look at this seemingly endless Yongdao: "Yufie, you keep saying that you pity them, but you can't do anything, you can only watch them suffer!" What mercy, what sympathy, is just an excuse for the incompetent to do nothing about the incompetent! ā
Yuffie's eyes lit up, and she looked at the cell and didn't look away.
Kamui was right, she couldn't do anything. She couldn't get them out, and even if she did, where would she settle them? It seems that only death is their best destination.
Unexpectedly, Shenwei's words changed, and his tone softened: "So you have to take good care of them, even if you have a little bit of your heart, I will also give them a happy death." ā
Yuffie listened to the words of the spring breeze, and only felt a burst of coldness in his heart.
That's what he's for, right? He had to take care of the victims himself, and he had to be gracious and powerful.
āā¦ā¦ I know. I don't know how long it took for Yuffie to hear herself say that. Her voice seemed to be choked, but she would never shed tears in front of such a person, such a scum.
In their eyes, the weak are incompetent, and the incompetent deserve to be bullied by them, trampled on at will, without dignity, and will not be held accountable no matter how excessive the incompetent things are.
Hearing this, Shenwei let go of his hand and pushed her forward: "I'll leave the rest of the feeding to you." ā
Yuffie's hair was torn off, and she looked jagged and wolf-like, but she didn't notice. Bending down to pick up the spoon, she carefully avoided the "people" in the cell and fed them the dosage Kamui said.
Seeing them greedily licking the blood in small cups full of stains and unwashed for an unknown amount of time, Yuffie, who had almost become them, felt the same way.
She vaguely remembered the feeling of bloodthirstiness, her throat was like it was burned by fire, no matter how much water she drank, it was useless, and the madness/desire/desire for blood was enough to drown her reason. But because she has her father by her side, Bai Xiutu, and Ji Lun, she can be fine, but she didn't expect that she should come and still can't hide.
After doing this for a while, looking back and seeing that Kamui was gone, Yuffie sighed and continued feeding. Every time you walk through a cell that resembles a cell, you can see a pair of red eyes full of violence and eagerness/desire/longing, and they try their best to hide in the depths of the cell, but in the dim light, they can still see the scars on it.
Kamui said they were "guinea pigs", so were these injuries caused when they were doing the real yĆ n?
It didn't seem like every vampire had the ability to heal quickly, at least the scars on their bodies didn't look like new wounds, and the overlapping layers added up to make her shocking.
She looked at the back of her healed hand, and a light flashed in her eyes.
Kamui watched her every move from the crystal ball, scoffing at her re-emerging thoughts, but he had no intention of stopping them.
This stupid woman just has to be taught a lesson to know what she can and can't give.
The dungeon was 100 meters long, and it contained two hundred and three victims, a number that frightened her. As Kamui said, he can't change their situation at all, but at least he can do something for them.
She walked up the stairs with the bucket, and as soon as she pushed open the door to the top of the stairs, she saw Kamui standing outside, looking quite amused. He looked at the bucket in Yuffe's hand and asked, "What for?" ā
Yu Fei said, "Lift water." ā
"You still want to clean up?" Kamui said disdainfully, "There has been no ...... there for two hundred years."
"Please tell me where I put the cleaning tools."
Looking at those stubborn black eyes, Shenwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and then said, "Whatever you want." ā
He didn't stop Yuffie and let her toss.
Yuffie was given the task of feeding and studying the index regularly, but Kamui didn't send her a task, so cleaning up the blood stains in her cell became her extra job.
Every day, Kamui saw her carrying water early in the morning to wash her cell, and the expression on her face was always faint.
Yufi dripped his healing blood into the blood pool of the daily test subjects, and Kamui didn't know it, but he didn't say anything.
The untouchables held here are not quite the same as the ones Yuffie saw outside, they still have some sanity, and some can even speak, but Yuffie cannot communicate with them, so he can only try to avoid them and clean the cell.
The ****'s hair was cut off, and she didn't feel anything herself, but Shenwei felt uncomfortable in her eyes. After having dinner in the gloomy castle, Kamui beckoned her over.
Yuffie looked at him with a bright knife in his hand, and he could only walk over hard,
Shenwei asked her to sit on the carpet beside him, Yuffie sat down with his back to him, Shenwei's cold fingers ran through her slightly warm and soft hair, he was a little distressed: that damn untouchable dared to pull her hair, he must let that untouched person taste the most painful way to die,
But he soon noticed that Yuffie was stiff.
Seeing that she was so scared, Shenwei was a little annoyed: he was already polite enough to her, why was she still so nervous? When I remembered her nightmare, I called my father, Ji Lun, and even Bai Xiutu, but I didn't hear her call her name.
Thinking of this, he used some strength in his hands. Yuffie was pulled by her hair, but she pursed her lips and didn't speak.
The purple light on the dinner knife flashed, and it instantly turned into a pair of long-legged hair clippers, and Kamui unceremoniously cut her hair into a mess.
Looking at the hair that had fallen, Yuffie just brushed aside his face lightly, still without any emotion. (To be continued.) )