Chapter 19: The Cats' Purgatory (Part II)

E: Yesterday, the power line was chiseled by the construction, and the power was cut off all night, and I really couldn't update it online, so I apologize. Try to make up for it today with a big chapter.

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“…… Meow - meow - "

Under the bright sun, a group of cute cats are struggling and screaming.

“…… Catch it, catch this demon's messenger."

In the refreshing sea breeze, a gang of ferocious humans are chasing and shouting.

“…… Behold, these wicked cats are the minions of the devil, the accomplices of the witches, and the enemies of God, and the source of this plague, and do not be deceived by its gestures, and only by burning them to ashes with flame can they purify their souls tainted by the devil......"

There are also a few black-clothed gods who seem to have been possessed by the cat masochist Schrödinger, babbling nonsense about all kinds of strange doctrines of "cat abuse is justified" - no way, the European Catholic world in the Middle Ages was such a sad society where cat abuse prevailed.

To make matters worse, it was believed that by throwing an object of magic into the fire, it would be possible to ward off evil spirits in villages and cities - the most popular sacrifice was of course witches, followed by pagans, but because human life was more expensive, the most common sacrifice was cats......

-- In the Middle Ages in Europe, cats were treated extremely unfairly. In the 14th century, the Catholic Church blamed cats for their striking resemblance to owls, and that their creepy chirps and glittering eyes at night were the embodiment of Satan the Devil, or the accomplices of the Banshee, pagan beasts allied with the Devil. And ordinary people, under the bewitchment of the church, also see cats as the embodiment of the devil, which can bring disaster to people at any time. As a result, cats have taken a sharp turn from the lofty status of being worshiped as a sacred beast in ancient Egyptian times, and suddenly become a representative of evil, an ominous animal, despised and even killed by people. Under the influence and instigation of the Church, cats were hunted and killed as if they were rivals, which greatly reduced the number of cats throughout Europe, almost on the verge of extinction, and led to the spread of rat infestations.

In fact, even the current bubonic plague, known as the Black Death, which has strewn corpses all over Europe, is, in a sense, a horrific revenge and stern warning from the "stupid humans" who persecuted them over the years.

However, despite the imminent time of death, those stubborn wicked people still refused to repent and vowed to carry on the cause of cruelty to the death of cats to the end

No way, for the Catholic forces at this time, "cat abuse is justified" has become the same as "infidels should die", almost like the ideology of the Cold War period, it belongs to the "absolute realm" that cannot be violated, you can say that it is cat abuse. Even if some sane people already vaguely feel that something is wrong with this, in such a frenzied atmosphere, it is impossible to change it lightly for a while......

At this moment, outside the walls of the Mujahideen Manor, on a gravel-strewn beachfront, a group of bored thugs were torturing a poor cat - first by surrounding it and arresting it, then grabbing the fur of its neck, happily throwing it around, pulling its fur and causing it to meow...... And I listened to the wail of the cat when it was tortured, as if the torture of the cat had turned into a rough concert.

Everyone's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light, just as they had done countless times before when they had tortured and burned the "witches".

As for the other cats, their current situation is even more miserable: some are hung high and cut with daggers; Some of them were slowly flattened by hammers, and gradually turned into a mass of meat sauce in the terrible screams; Some were skinned after being knifed to death.

There was also a beautiful little black cat, tied up in a basket with flowers, and watched in horror as the two priests sang beautiful hymns, as if they were doing something solemn and sacred, and threw themselves, a volunteer rat catcher who had come from time and space, into the burning fire......

However, according to the custom of Europeans to "roast cats" for thousands of years, they still prefer to stuff cats into cloth bags and then set them on fire to burn them alive.

“…… Wow, put it in, put it in, be careful not to let it escape again"

“…… Hurry up and set it on fire, burn it"

“…… Wait a minute, and before lighting the fire, hit it with a stick, or be careful that this thing will come out while the sack is burned."

A middle-aged man pointed out very experiencedly, and at the same time looked at a certain "roast cat failure group" next to him - more than a dozen "cat chasers" were holding various weapons, chasing a cat that was on fire, and from time to time someone stumbled or even diverged...... What a bunch of clumsy fools......

As if they were attracted by the dying cat, the cat abusers did not notice that behind a reef not far away, a pair of eyes appeared at some point, and they were peeking towards this side with a gaze full of horror and hostility......

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- A stone's throw away from the cat-sadists, between the foaming tides, Sister Louise curled up her petite body, leaning her back against the damp moss behind a certain reef. Right now, she was clutching her mouth tightly, her face full of horror, trembling like a sieve, and tears in her eyes as the thugs burned and tortured these adorable cats that she had spent with for days.

Because it was too late to come back in the morning to collect fresh milk and vegetables from a nearby village, the young nun was unable to take refuge in the manor in time when the armed conflict broke out......

Then she saw the brutal scenes of these intruders, who were unable to break into the manor for a while, chasing and killing cats on the beach and in the wilderness.

- Although Louise, as a Christian in medieval Europe, was also indoctrinated with the misconception that cats are witches' pets and messengers of the devil from an early age, she had never seen a cat since she was a child. A few days ago, Louise wouldn't even recognize what these cute and clever little beings were.

Imagine, if someone always nagged about how terrible the devil was, but in fact no one had ever seen the devil, and finally saw it, but now the devil is actually a very cute and cute girl, and some people are saying good things about this cute thing...... What would you think?

So, after overcoming the slightest resistance and resistance in her heart, with the nature of women who like cute things, Louise soon fell in love with these cute carnivorous little animals, and learned all kinds of cat teasing skills without a teacher, and was finally assigned the important task of feeding and playing with cats by the well-known Knight Levi - although they understood the importance of these cats to the work of exterminating rats, those old grandmothers and servants could not change their consistent prejudice against cats for a while...... Young Louise was quite happy about this, and loved watching the cat stick out her little tongue and lick the milk from the small plate...... Who knew that as soon as I came back with the milk bucket today, I saw such a terrible scene

I watched these cats who were still frolicking around me the day before, and came over with mice in their mouths to invite credit, and they were burned, hacked, and skinned one by one...... She was suddenly filled with uncontrollable grief and indignation, and there was a tearing pain in her heart - in the eyes of Sister Louise at this time, these thugs who frantically abused cats under the banner of "warding off evil spirits" were a thousand or ten thousand times more hateful than those cats who were infamous as "monsters".

However, as a weak and powerless girl who could not protect herself, she could do nothing about the atrocities of these murderers, she could only bury all her anger and hostility in her heart, and she had to try to hold her breath, not daring to make a sound, lest she be revealed by them.

However, the meow of the cat not far away is becoming more and more miserable, more and more terrifying, and more and more worrying for her.

“…… I've already brought the torch, so let's roast it three times first."

“… Three mature? Are you grilling a cat steak? Hahaha, do you still need to sprinkle salt and pepper? ”

“…… Don't talk nonsense, cat meat is very sour, no one likes to eat it......" someone said with a look of disgust, "...... Rat meat is stronger than it......"

“…… Oh? Then how do you know cat meat is sour? It must have been eaten, right?"

“…… Don't talk about me yet, your grandfather seems to have eaten human flesh during the siege."

“…… So what? It's like your ancestors never ate it......"

(In the early Middle Ages in Europe, it was actually very common to eat human flesh, and the common people let the lords and nobles squeeze the grains without harvest and lack of food, and it was not uncommon for them to occasionally go out at night to knock on a lone traveler's stuffy stick to improve their food, and the brave villagers even dared to collectively ambush small caravans with less strong armed guards, so long-distance travel in that era often meant life and death, and everyone knew in their hearts that they could not return for a year and a half, either to eat the beast halfway, or to the serfs who were more hungry than the beast...... Of course, it is not excluded that "good luck" such as getting lost and being sold as slaves cannot be ruled out. However, in 1348, when the Black Death broke out, cannibalism became rare due to the increase in agricultural productivity. ）

The excited voices of the men came from the front, burrowing into the women's eardrums, and kept making noise, making her heart beat hard.

“…… Meow-" The cat's dying scream pierced the air, and then an "ouch" sound was heard, as if it had scratched someone's paw.

“…… The damned demon" There was a sound of fists and kicks and sticks on meat from the crowd, and after a while, the cat's meow gradually became too faint to be heard, and only then did a man spit out: "...... May God save the soul of this monster, unfortunate cat......"

“…… Oh, Henry, you scoundrel who never fasts and rarely goes to church once a month, don't pretend to be pious, we all know, you just didn't catch the woman, and you panicked, that's why you poured your anger on the cat. ”

Another young man gloated, "...... On the way over, you kept babbling and muttering how nice it was to play with nuns in the convent (actually a charity hospital under the Knights Hospitaller, but the nurses are all nuns, and it is okay to say that it is a convent), but now you can't find a woman...... Don't look at the people from the Inquisition this time leading the team to play in front of them, 'God's bride, beware of being burned as a heretic, hahahaha" He laughed as he spoke, and the others echoed with a burst of laughter,

“…… Hmph, what's not to do? ”

The man from before interrupted their ridicule, his tone fierce and cruel, his appearance dignified, but his eyes shone with evil light, "...... Do you think that those black-robed saints are not close to women? These demons were addicted to catching a beautiful witch and having fun, but they actually dragged out their sentences for two years, and they were willing to be burned at the stake when they got tired of playing. It seems that even the Pope has a large number of mistresses ♀ and illegitimate children, and the nuns in this place may not be pure, as far as I know, many nuns still often hire midwives, you see, when the manor is breached, those black robes of the Inquisition will definitely be the first to pounce on the nuns and rush to get on."

“…… Hahahaha...... You're right, Henry's black robes will not stop you from playing with nuns at that time, they will only play with you to rob nuns, but the premise is that you also have to have a life to enjoy it, you see that the manor is so strong, I don't know how many lives will be filled in if you really want to find a nun, if you really want to find a nun, go to God and pray for a while haha, pray that he will bless you to live to play' God's bride," the men continued to mock and mock the man named "Henry" unceremoniously, and let out bursts of ill-intentioned laughter.

But as one of the targets of the hunt that was commented on, she could not be so calm - listening to these presumptuous words, Sister Louise trembled slightly, her legs were somehow soft like dough, her body pressed more tightly against the wet reef, and then she lowered her head and looked at herself blankly: fair and soft smooth skin, slender and feminine figure, delicate face slightly flushed with fear and heartbeat......

At this moment, Sister Louise finally realized that she had fallen into a very, very bad situation

Those terrible men were only a dozen steps away from herself, and if she was shown by them like this, she would definitely be raped by thirty or even fifty people in turn, and what kind of treatment she would be treated after that, she couldn't even think about it

So Louise gasped, and at the same time she held on to the reef in a panic, moving back a little, biting her lip and staring ahead with a miserable little face, trying to avoid the eyes of the thugs, trying to sneak into the water and swim back to the private dock of the Mujahideen Manor to meet her companions. After all, as the daughter of a Marseille fisherman, she could swim anyway - although she hadn't been in the water since she became a nun......

Unfortunately, the sky did not obey people's wishes - under the strong blowing of the sea breeze that was still cold, Louise, whose clothes were wet by the waves, suddenly felt some itching in her nasal passages, and then before she could react, there was a crisp sound that could not be ignored: "...... Ahh

“…… Who? ”

“…… Who? ”

"Sounds like a woman?"

Because of the close proximity, the thugs, who were roasting cats with torches, immediately noticed Sister Louise's sneezing, and leaned in this direction, and soon someone saw the frightened young nun, and could not help but cry out in amazement:

“…… Oh my God, Henry, God really heard your boy's call and sent us a beautiful nun."

The others followed the guy's gaze, and the beautiful nun who was now huddled behind the reef couldn't help but cry out in surprise

“…… Oh, what a beautiful fawn, everyone, don't let this cute prey escape."

“…… Wow-"

Sister Louise let out a desperate scream, turned and ran, but it was too late—she had not run a few steps before she was stopped by a thick, strong, scar-faced man, and for a moment cold sweat ran down her face, making her heart panic and fear,

Immediately afterward, the evil guy named Henry also pounced on him from behind, grabbing Sister Louise's slender and delicate arm.

“…… Let's go, little ladies," said Henry, smiling, as he threw the nun on his shoulders, and carried her to a flat beach not far away, and no matter how much she beat her, she did not move, "just let the brethren have fun together, and everyone is getting bored and rusting."

Sister Louise was still struggling, but how could such a trembling little sheep resist the wolves that were eyeing her? She was carried across the sand, and as she passed a half-charred sack, the man who carried her patted her on the ass and threatened, "...... Little girl, if you dare to run around, I'll put you in a sack and burn like that cat hahahaha"

“…… No, no," the girl hung upside down on the man's shoulder, snorting and almost fainting, "God, who's going to save me?"

“…… Hahaha and pray to God for help, you heretic witch, even if you cut your throat, no one will take care of it."

The men laughed again, and Henry began to strip her nun as soon as she threw the desperate Louise into the sand......

However, to their surprise, some incredible savior, or Avenger, really descended on this cat torture field.

- Blue spherical head, blue round arms, white bulbous palms, white flat feet...... A large white face, a white belly, a white belly pocket, closed eyes, six cat whiskers, and finally a round red nose. However, it is obviously such an innocent, stupid, cute, and cute face, but at this time, it is full of monstrous anger that seems to be substantial, as well as the terrifying killing intent that seems to be able to destroy the miè world.

“…… Wow, ah, die, you heinous sinners, eat me an interstellar plasma cannon."

Accompanied by the hysterical and crazy shouts of Comrade Ji Qì Cat, in an instant, a string of huge orange-red fireballs fell from the sky, and the hot air waves immediately surged, and the unprepared "cat abuse clan" flew upside down.

But that's just the beginning - because there's a mad cat in the sky vowing to kill them all

“…… O ungrateful stupid sinner, I want you to pay with your blood for killing the cat that helped you fight off the plague."

“…… Devil, devil, devil, who will save us, God?"

“…… Oh, hehehe, don't expect God, that deaf man, even if you cut your throat, no one will take care of it, so cry for me now, scream, and then die, slutty and stupid sinners."

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The smoke of gunpowder curled up, the embers were not extinguished, the mourning was incessant, and the air was filled with a strange smell of barbecue......

Looking at the seaside wilderness that had almost been bombed to the surface of the moon, Shizuka Jukawa, the female school doctor, couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.

“…… This one...... Did Mr. Doraemon go a little too far? The beach was burned to the glass floor......"

“…… Excessively? In fact, Doraemon did not come up with a giant earth extinction bomb with a yield of 10 trillion tons and let half of Europe soar into the sky among the most brilliant fireworks in history, which is already very, very restrained. ”

Wang Qiu shook his head and sighed helplessly, "...... After all, these fools are simply dying in a frenzy."

-- After crossing into this world again, I was stunned to learn of the tragic and shocking changes of Knight Levi in the city of Marseille, and then I saw that I had summoned my stray cat friends from all over the streets of Tokyo to help catch rats, but instead of being revered and thanked by the people for their selfless dedication, they were avenged by these "stupid humans", and after all kinds of cruelty and killing, Comrade Cat with remorse suddenly opened his brain, broke through the limit, and completely soared, and entered the mode of brutality and blackening, and all kinds of firepower were fully opened. In an instant, these cat sadists were bombarded into slag

Laser guns, air cannons, plasma cannons, flamethrowers, high-explosive bombs, killing mobile phones...... In just two minutes, more than 200 of the more than 300 militants besieging the manor were blown to char and minced meat, and most of the rest were either seriously injured or insane, and even the nearby mountains and forests and villages abandoned by the plague were ablaze, and thick black smoke rose into the sky, as if they were funeral for those unlucky cats.

Fortunately, Sister Louise, the only member of her own team who was captured, did not suffer from this indiscriminate carpet bombardment, but luckily escaped from the enemy and swam back to the small dock of the Mujahideen Manor from the sea......

As a special shooter, the former SWAT Nan Lixiang originally followed with a laser sniper rifle, wanting to snipe those guys who escaped by taking advantage of the chaos, but who knew that under the full firepower and indiscriminate bombardment of Comrade Qì Cat, the remaining enemies were all frightened to the point of weakness and mental breakdown, and even incontinence, feces and urine, one by one, they couldn't even get up, let alone resist and escape.

Only a black-clothed priest who was stupid in reading the Bible, in the face of the blackened version of Doraemon who came with anger, dared to hold a cross and shout "God has appeared, the devil has withdrawn", and at the same time took a bottle of holy water and sprinkled it on Doraemon's head...... Then he was knocked over by the angry machine qì cat with a mallet, shrunk to the size of a finger with a [shrinking lamp], and finally threw it into the fire, accompanied by an inaudible scream, turned into a small ball of coke.

Seeing such a strange execution scene, the remaining cat abusers were completely frightened, and they only knew that they begged for mercy repeatedly, and they didn't have the courage to run away anymore...... However, even Doraemon, who had been completely mad at these soulless and prostrated captives, had no intention of letting them go, but instead drank the soldiers in the manor, who were also terrified, and tied them up one by one, some hanging upside down on the wall, some upside down on the trees, and their heads pressed to the ground without exception. Others are buried in pits, with only one head exposed.

Then the horrific scene was born: Doraemon summoned the remaining surviving cats, incited them to avenge the tragic death of their companions, and scratched these hateful sinners with his own paws...... Well, it must have been a long and painful torture process......

All in all, after the dust settled, pretending not to hear the creepy screams outside, Wang Qiu turned around the manor several times before finally finding Doraemon's figure in a small vegetable garden by the sea - at this moment, he was kneeling on a bluestone slab, crying silently with infinite sadness at the three balls of cat meat, two cat skins and a ball of coke that were finally rescued, and he was still nagging something: "I'm sorry, Xiao Huang, Xiao Hei, please forgive me, it's all my fault, It's me who imagines humans to be too kind......"

And Senior Sister Ma Tong stood beside the cat, carrying a bag in her hand, and sprinkled paper money into the fire that she got out of nowhere.

“…… Ahem, Doraemon, I know you're in a bad mood right now, and I'm just as indignant as I am in the face of such a situation, but I still ask you to cheer up and mourn and change. The task of curbing the Black Death and changing the fate of the world is yet to be accomplished."

Wang Qiuyu coughed and said, "...... The mourning can be postponed, and now let's have a combat meeting."

“…… What else is negotiable about this? The easiest way to contain the Black Death and change history is to use nuclear bombs to turn all of Europe into a radioactive wasteland, where even rats cannot survive and the plague cannot spread. As for humans...... Dead people are also never sick......"

The cat rolled her eyes and said lightly, but there was a malice in her words that exterminated humanity - was it really completely blackened?

In this regard, Wang Qiu was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

“…… Doraemon, you can't be nonsense like this," Senior Sister Ma Tong suddenly said righteously.

Oh, oh, oh, the legendary conscience who would save the scene at a critical moment finally appeared, and Wang Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

“…… Even in the 22nd century, nuclear bombs are very expensive Doraemon and have you forgotten the more than 15 billion yen debt you are carrying? If you blow up the land, what will you use to pay off your debts? - Preamble retracted...... This product is just a money fan.

“…… Alas, there is some truth in what you said, no matter what, the matter of paying off the debt cannot be forgotten......"

After listening to these remarks that were related to his vital interests, the fanaticism and grief in Doraemon's eyes finally faded a little, and then he sighed, scratched his head and stood up, and took out the ground monitoring system of the [Mini Reconnaissance Satellite] from his dimensional pocket, "...... No matter what, Levi is always going to be rescued. Let's find out where he's being held...... Huh? Oh my God, it's only been a day, and he's already been burned at the stake? These stupid gods are really fast......"

-- On the high-definition LCD screen, the unkempt Knight Levi can be seen wearing only a linen shirt, tied to a makeshift stake erected in the middle of a square, with a huge grease-poured pyre underneath. Surrounded by crowds of onlookers, there was a high platform next to it, on which was a bald man in a robe, holding a scroll and announcing something in a loud voice, as if to accuse Levi of his crimes......

“…… Fortunately, those fools haven't lit the fire yet...... Wang Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the machine and said, "...... Doraemon, while this item hasn't turned into barbecue, quickly use the [Pickup Handbag] to get Levi back from the execution ground"

――[Pick-up tote bag], one of the magical props of the machine, even if you are far away, you can get something you forgot or lost from this tote bag. And it can not only pick up lost things, but also use it to find people, such as the machine qì cat once used it to catch Nobita.

“…… Okay" The cat nodded very happily, and then took out the [Pickup Tote Bag] from the dimensional pocket and prepared to save people...... But Senior Sister Ma Tong stretched out her hand to stop her, only to see her eyes rolling, and whispered with a dark smile, "...... Wait, I have a more ingenious idea than this kind of unskilled direct rescue, I don't know if you're interested in hearing about it......"

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