In this picture, Archduke Ottery stands tall in the stands, looking at several black slave girls tainted by the hounds in heat, and says solemnly: "Does my hound have to vent, can't it be castrated?" ”

Standing beside the Grand Duke of Otrie, the palace attendant said humbly: "I'm very sorry, Grand Duke, this is not okay, castrated male dogs will lose their ferocity in chasing their prey, then they will not be hunting dogs." ”

Grand Duke Ottery nodded thoughtfully, looked down a few more times, pointed to a black slave girl, and said, "The second one on the left, she's a little too tall, and the hound is struggling to lie on her stomach, so see off her knees." ”

"Understood." As if he heard what dishes were added to the menu tonight, Gong Wu picked up a pen and wrote "Lien, sawed off your knees" on the remarks document, and then closed the notebook and waited for the next instruction.

Grand Duke Ottery looked at it for a while, and then asked seriously, "Which of them do you think is the most suitable for mating with hounds?" ”

"There's no doubt about it, Asha." Gong Wu stepped forward, like an erudite biology teacher, and explained solemnly, "In the canine concept, female animals should be petite, but with a wide pelvis, which is conducive to mating. Asha's body shape fits this very well, but she is a little too thin. ”

"Go to a nutritionist and customize a fattening recipe for Asha." Grand Duke Ottery patted Gong Wu on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Don't let the hound estrus affect your attention, the deer ran away like this last time, and you must vent their desires as much as possible, so that they can become dedicated hounds." ”

"Understood, do it right away."

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End of screen.

In this picture, the most shocking thing for Alimana is not the black slave girl who has been defiled by the hounds, nor his wife Asha, but the Grand Duke of Ottery and the palace servant.

If these two were laughing wildly, mocking, spitting on the defiled slave girl in order to satisfy their perverted desire for control, Alimana would not be so shocked, ridiculed and contemptuous, which is normal for superior nobles.

And what touched Alimana's heart the most was precisely the seriousness and seriousness.

Archduke Ottery and the palace servant were like real farmers, talking about the hounds in all seriousness and discussing how to keep them focused.

And what about those slave girls? Ignored.

Most precisely, it is not really ignored, Grand Duke Otteri and the palace affairs are not blind, obviously they can see them, but in the eyes of these two people, those female slaves are not people, they are really not people, but animals.

This is not discrimination, it is not abuse, but it is a kind of naturalness, and it is natural to treat them as animals, as if this is the law of nature, this is the truth of the universe.

Think about it, would you be surprised to see a male dog mated with a female dog? Of course not, because you know they're dogs, that's what they're supposed to do, nothing strange, that's what nature does.

The same is true of Archduke Ottery, who does not condescendingly want to "insult" these black slave girls, but genuinely treats them as animals from the bottom of his heart, so he can face this scene calmly and discuss issues with the palace affairs in a serious manner.

Is it strange that I and my palace affairs are discussing the breeding of animals?

This kind of indifference and seriousness was the thing that frightened Alimana the most, and at this moment, he knew what he was in the eyes of Grand Duke Otteri.

The gladiatorial battles of "glory" were nothing more than dog fights, and the compatriots he killed were just dogs, including Neo, who was killed by him during the day, including himself...

After the victory, the Grand Duke of Autry jumped to his feet and cheered feverishly for one of the best dogs in the house, like a child fighting crickets, and happily put the victorious crickets in a bottle, and threw the defeated crickets on the ground and trampled them to death.

What's wrong with giving animals the same treatment as animals?

Alimana sat on the ground in despair, as if her spine had been drained and all her strength had been lost.

Sercia's voice sounded beside Alimana: "Do you want to continue fighting?" ”

"Why not," said Alimana, with tears streaming down her face and a hoarse voice, "at least... Still alive... Isn't it? When you die, there's nothing, isn't it more important to live than anything, even if it's just to live in humiliation, even if it's like a beast's mouth..."

"I understand, but there is a way to go than to live in humiliation."

Alimana looked up in confusion and looked at Cethea.

"Live with dignity." Sethea's words were like a galloping arrow, and an arrow hit Alimana's heart, and he only felt that his blood had coagulated, and the flow stopped, and in the next moment, a sharp pain like strangulation came from his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Slowly, Alimana smiled miserably and said hoarsely, "Do you think I don't want to?" ”

Cethia said indifferently: "So I asked you at the beginning, do you want to get rid of all this?" ”

Alimana spread out his hands, like a condemned prisoner about to be executed, as if nothing mattered, and said miserably: "What do you want? Kill me and Asha? If you are a god who can lead us to heaven, please do so. ”

"I said it, I'm not God, I'm an enemy of God, I can't get anyone to go to heaven, I can only offer a completely opposite path." There was a strange glow hidden in Cethia's blood pupils, and she gently possessed her, her red lips as bright as drops of blood leaned into Alimana's ear, and whispered something.

Cethia spoke these words for a long time, and with each word, Arimana became even more sluggish, speaking for five minutes, but in Arimana's consciousness, it was longer than five or fifty years...

With that, Cethia placed an object in Alimana's hand, and then her body faded like a mist and slowly disappeared into the air, leaving only the faint words echoing: "The choice is yours." ”

After Cethia disappeared, Alimana sat in his cell, he wasn't sure how long he had been sitting, maybe a minute? Maybe an hour? Or maybe it's been a few days, years, decades, tens of thousands of years, maybe the outside world has been turned upside down.

Alimana looked down at what Sercia had given him, and then his mind recalled images of his wife's bedmate, his brother's wine, his blood-stained corpse, his slave dog living like an animal...

Finally, Alimana grinned as he clenched what he held in his hand, and he smiled, bitterly and resolutely, as if his gaze had broken through the iron walls of the cell, over the golden splendor of the Grand Duke's Palace, and finally penetrated everything: "Now, we are all enemies of God. ”

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