Great time travel

Chapter 19, Purgatory of Cats
PS: The power line was cut off by construction yesterday, and the power was cut off all night. It is really impossible to update the Internet. I hereby apologize.Today I will try my best to make up for it with a larger chapter.

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"...Meow - meow -"

Under the bright sunshine, a group of cute cats were struggling and screaming.

"...Grab it! Catch this devil's emissary!"

In the refreshing sea breeze, a group of ferocious human beings are chasing and clamoring.

"...Look! These evil cats are the minions of the devil, the accomplices of witches, and the enemies of God! They are also the source of disasters that brought this plague! Don't be fooled by its appearance! They are burned to ashes to purify their demon-polluted souls..."

There are also a few black-clothed magic sticks who seem to be possessed by the cat abuser Schrödinger, talking nonsense about all kinds of strange teachings that "cat abuse is justified"-no way, the European Catholic world in the Middle Ages is such a cat abuser A deplorable society where ethnicity prevails.

What's more, 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 villages and cities-the most popular sacrifices were of course witches, followed by pagans, but Since human life is more expensive, the most commonly used sacrifice is still a cat...

——In the Middle Ages in Europe, cats were treated extremely unfairly.The Catholic Church in the [-]th century accused cats out of nothing, saying that cats and owls have very similar appearances, and believed that cats' creepy chirping and flashing eyes at night were the incarnation of Satan, or the creation of disasters. Accomplices of the banshee, pagan brutes allied with the devil.Under the instigation of the church, ordinary people also regard cats as the incarnation of the devil, who will bring disasters to people at any time.As a result, cats took a sharp turn from their lofty status as mythical beasts in ancient Egypt, and suddenly became representatives of evil, ominous animals, despised and even killed by people.Under the power and instigation of the church, people hunted and killed cats as if they were unequal enemies, which greatly reduced the number of cats in the whole of Europe, almost on the verge of extinction, and caused the flood of rats.

In fact, even the current super-severe plague called the Black Death, which has left dead bodies all over Europe, is, in a sense, the souls of millions of cats who have died unrepentantly over the years. A horrific vengeance and a grave warning to humanity".

However, even though the time of death is approaching, those stubborn villains still refuse to repent and vow to carry out the great cause of cat abuse to death to the end!
No way, for the Catholic forces at this time, "cat abuse is justified" has become the same as "heretics deserve to die", it has almost become a thing similar to the ideology of the Cold War period, and it belongs to the "absolute field" that cannot be violated. You can call it cat abuse.Even if some rational people have vaguely felt that something is wrong with this matter, in such a frenzied atmosphere, they cannot easily change it for a while...

At this very moment, outside the walls of the Mujahideen estate, on the gravel-strewn seaside wasteland, a mob of bored thugs are torturing a poor cat—first rounding it up and arresting it, then by the nape of its neck , happily tossing and pulling it, making it meow... and listening to the wail of tortured cats mesmerizingly, as if turning cat torture into a brutal concert.

There was bloodthirsty red light in everyone's eyes, just like when they tortured and burned "witches" countless times before.

As for the other cats, their current situation is even more tragic: some were hung up high, and their skin was cut to pieces with a dagger; meatballs; some were skinned after being knifed to death.

There is also a beautiful little black cat, which was 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. Volunteer rat catchers, throw them into the burning fire...

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

"...Wow! It's in it, it's in it!! Be careful not to let it escape again!"

"... Light it up! Burn it! Burn it!!"

"...Wait a minute! Hit it with a stick before lighting it up! Otherwise, watch out for this thing to come out when the sack is burned!"

A middle-aged man pointed out with experience, and at the same time looked at a certain "roasted cat failure group" next to it-a dozen "cat chasers" were holding various weapons, chasing a cat that was on fire. cats, sometimes someone trips and even stumbles... what a bunch of clumsy idiots...

It seemed that they were all attracted by the dying cat. These cat abusers didn't notice that behind a rock not far away, a pair of eyes popped up at some point, and they were full of panic and fear. Hostile eyes, piercingly peeking towards this side...

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——A short distance from the group of cat abusers, Sister Louise curled her petite body against the damp moss behind a certain rock in the foamy tide.Right now, she is holding her mouth tightly, with a horrified expression on her face, her whole body trembling like a sieve, and tears in her eyes watching the thugs burn and kill these cute cats who have been with her day and night.

Because it was too late to collect fresh milk, vegetables and fruits from nearby villages in the morning, when the armed conflict suddenly broke out, the young nun failed to hide in the manor in time and was trapped in this embarrassing place that was not too hidden. place, a dilemma for a while...

Then, she saw these intruders who couldn't break into the manor for a while, chasing and killing cats on the beach and in the wilderness.

——Although as a Christian in medieval Europe, Louise was also instilled in her mind with misconceptions such as "cats are the pets of witches and messengers of the devil" since she was a child, but in the year of her birth, her family near Marseilles The cat has long been hunted to extinction, and she has never seen a cat since she was a child.If it hadn't been reminded by someone a few days ago, Louise wouldn't even recognize what these cute and clever little lives are.

Imagine if there were always people nagging about how scary the devil is, but in fact, no one has ever seen a devil. Finally, they found that the devil is actually a very cute and cute girl, and someone Saying good things about this cute thing... what do you think?
So, after overcoming the slightest resistance and resistance in her heart, Louise quickly fell in love with these cute little carnivorous animals based on the nature of women who like cute things, and learned to love them without a teacher. All kinds of cat teasing skills were finally assigned by the well-informed Knight Levy to feed and play with the cats—although they understood the importance of these cats to the rodent control work, those older nuns and servants Time still can't change the prejudice against cats... The young Louise is quite happy about it, and she likes watching the cute cat sticking out its small tongue to lick milk from the small plate... Who knows that I just mentioned it today. When I came back with the milk bucket, I saw such a horrible scene!
Seeing the cats who were still playing around with her the day before, and came to claim credit with mice in their mouths, being burned to death, hacked to death, and skinned one by one... She was suddenly filled with uncontrollable grief and anger, and there was a feeling in her heart. A burst of tearing pain——In the eyes of Sister Louise at this moment, these thugs who crazily abused cats under the banner of "warding off evil spirits" are a thousand times more hateful than those cats who bear the infamy of "Warcraft". Ten thousand times!
However, as a weak and vulnerable girl, she was powerless against the atrocities of these thugs. She could only bury all her anger and hostility in her heart, and tried to hold her breath, not daring to make a sound, lest she found by them.

However, the meowing of cats not far away was becoming more and more tragic and frightening, making her more and more worried.

"...Hey! The torch has been brought! Let's roast it until it's half-ripe!"

"...Third ripe? Are you grilling cat steak? Hahaha, do you still need to sprinkle salt and pepper?"

"...Don't talk nonsense, cat meat is very sour, no one would like to eat it..." Someone said with disgust, "...rat meat is better than it..."

"...Oh? Then how do you know cat meat is sour? You must have eaten it before!"

"...Go! Don't talk about me, your grandfather seems to have eaten human flesh during the siege battle!"

"...So what? It seems that your ancestors have never eaten..."

(In the early Middle Ages in Europe, such things as cannibalism were actually very common. It was not uncommon for ordinary people to let the grains squeezed by the lords and nobles lose their harvest and eat. The villagers even dared to collectively ambush small caravans with less powerful armed guards, so long-distance travel in that era often meant life and death. Hungry serfs ate it... Of course, it does not rule out "good luck" such as getting lost and being sold into slavery. However, in 1348 when the Black Death broke out, due to the improvement of agricultural productivity, the scene of cannibalism has changed. Very rare.)
The excited voices of the men came from the front, drilled into the nun's eardrums, and kept clamoring, making her heart beat hard.

"...Meow--" The cat's scream before dying pierced the air, and then heard "Ouch", as if it scratched someone's paw.

"...This damned demon!!" There was a sound of fists, kicks and sticks hitting flesh from the crowd. After a while, the meowing gradually became inaudible, and only then did a man spit: "...Unlucky cat! May God save the soul of this monster..."

"... Ouch! Come on, Henry, you rascal who never keeps a fast and goes to church only once a month, don't pretend to be religious! We all know that you just missed the woman and got bored I panicked, so I took my anger out on the cat."

Another young man said gloatingly, "...on the way here, you kept nagging and muttering, in the abbey (actually it is a charity hospital under the Knights of the Hospital, but the nurses are all nuns, it is said that it is a convent) It's so cool to play a nun in it, but I haven't found a single woman yet... Don't look at the Inquisition leading the team this time! You play 'God's Bride' in front of them , be careful to be burned as a heretic! Hahahaha!" He laughed loudly while talking, and the others echoed their laughter,

"...Hmph!! What's wrong?!!"

The man earlier interrupted their ridicule with a fierce and cruel tone. He has a majestic appearance, but there is an evil light in his eyes: "...do you think those black robes are saints who are not close to women? The evil spirit caught a beautiful witch and got addicted to playing it, but he insisted on procrastinating the sentence for two years, and he was willing to be tied to the stake until he got tired of playing! In addition, the priests and nuns made a bunch of little monks. Not much? It seems that even the Pope has a lot of mistresses and illegitimate children! Besides, the nuns in this place may not be clean. As far as I know, many nuns often employ midwives! Just look, When the manor is breached, those black robes from the Inquisition will definitely be the first to knock down the nuns and grab them!"

"...Hahahaha... You are right, Henry! At that time, those black robes will not stop you from playing nuns, they will only compete with you to play nuns! But the premise is that you have to live to enjoy it! You see that the manor is so strong, I really don’t know how many people will be killed! If you really want to find a nun, please go to God and pray for a while!! Haha, pray that he will bless you Live to play 'God's Bride'!" The men continued to sneer at the man named "Henry" unceremoniously, and let out bursts of malicious laughter.

But as one of the hunted targets being commented on, she couldn't be so calm - listening to these presumptuous words, Sister Louise trembled slightly, her legs became soft like dough for some reason, her body tightened even more Clinging to the wet reef, he lowered his head and looked at himself in a daze: white, soft and smooth skin, a slender and charming figure, his face must be slightly blush because of panic and rapid heartbeat...

At this moment, Sister Louise finally found herself in a... very, very bad situation!

Those scary men were only a dozen or so steps away from me. If they found out like this, I would definitely be raped by thirty or even fifty people in turn!And how she would be treated afterwards, she couldn't even think about it! !

So, Louise took a breath, and at the same time supported the reef in a panic, moved back a little bit, bit her lip, stared forward with a pale face, tried her best to avoid the sight of those thugs, and wanted to sneak in In the sea, swim back to the private pier of the Jihad manor and meet up with your companions.After all, as the daughter of a Marseille fisherman, she could swim anyway—although she hadn't been in the water since becoming a nun...

Regrettably, the sky didn't do what people wanted——Under the chilly sea breeze, Louise, whose clothes were wet by the waves, suddenly felt a little itchy nose, and before she had time to react, she made a horrifying A clear and crisp sound that cannot be ignored: "...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"……Who?!"

"……who?!"

"...Strange, sounds like a woman?!"

Due to the close distance, the group of thugs who were roasting cats with torches immediately noticed Sister Louise's sneeze, and leaned over, and soon someone found the frightened and bewildered woman. The young nun couldn't help but let out a stunning cry:
"...God, Henry, God really heard your call and sent us a beautiful nun!!"

The others followed the guy's gaze, and when they found the beautiful nun curled up behind the reef, they couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"...Oh! It's true!! What a beautiful fawn!! Come on everyone! Don't let this cute prey get away!"

"……Wow--"

Sister Louise let out a desperate scream, turned around and ran, but it was too late—she was blocked by a thick, strong man with a scarred face after a few steps, and for a while, cold sweat came from her The side of her face was drooping, which made her panic and fear in her heart,
Immediately afterwards, that evil guy named Henry also rushed up from behind and grabbed Sister Louise's slender and delicate arm.

"...Let's go! Little girls!!" Henry smirked and threw the nun on his shoulders, and carried her to a flat beach not far away. Let's have fun together! We're getting rusty from boredom!"

Sister Louise was still struggling, but how could such a shivering and weak sheep be able to resist the wolves that were staring at her?She was carried across the beach, and when passing a half-burnt sack, the man who carried her patted her ass and threatened, "... little girl, if you dare to run around , I’ll put you in the sack too, burnt like that cat!! Hahahaha!!”

"...No, no..." The girl was hanging upside down on the man's shoulder, almost fainting, "...God! Who will save me!"

"...Hahaha! You are still praying to God for help! You heretical witch! Even if you scream your throat out, no one will answer you!"

The men laughed again, and Henry threw the desperate Louise on the sand, and began to peel off her nun's attire...

However, beyond their expectations, an incredible savior, or an avenger, really descended on this cat torture ground.

——blue spherical head, blue round arms, white spherical palms, white flat feet... a big white face, a white belly, a white abdominal bag, round eyes, six cat whiskers, and finally A round red nose.However, such a naive, silly, and naive face is full of overwhelming anger that seems to be materialized at this time, as well as a terrifying murderous intent that seems to be able to destroy the world.

"...Wow! Go to hell! Go to hell! You heinous sinners! Eat me with an interstellar plasma cannon!!!"

Accompanied by the hysterical yelling of Comrade Doraemon, in an instant, a string of huge orange fireballs fell from the sky, and the hot air wave surged up, sending the unprepared "cat abusers" flying upside down. People were blasted to pieces, their tendons were broken and their bones were broken, and their heads were battered. All kinds of wailing and moaning sounded continuously into one piece.

But that's just the beginning - because there's an angry doraemon in the sky swearing to kill them all!
"...You stupid and ungrateful sinners! You actually tortured and killed the cats that helped you fight the plague! I want you to pay with your blood!!!"

"...the devil! The devil has come! God! Who will save us!"

"...Oh heh heh! Don't count on the deaf man of God! Even if you scream and break your throat, no one will answer! Now! Cry for me now! Scream! Then all die! Stupid sinners!!!"

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Smoke billows, embers linger, mourning cries unceasingly, and there is a strange smell of barbecue in the air...

Looking at the coastal wilderness that was almost bombed into the surface of the moon, the female school doctor Ju Chuan Shizuka couldn't help but took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"...This... Mr. Doraemon has gone a little too far? The beach has been burned into a glass floor..."

"...Excessive? No, no, no! Not at all! In fact, Doraemon didn't come up with a giant earth-extinction bomb with an equivalent of ten trillion tons, which made half of Europe crash in the brightest fireworks in history. Ascension to heaven is considered very, very restrained."

Wang Qiu shook his head and sighed helplessly, "...after all, these idiots are committing a frenzied death!"

——After traveling to this world again, I was stunned to learn about the tragic events of Knight Levi in ​​Marseilles, and then I saw the stray cat friends I summoned here from all the streets and alleys of Tokyo to help catch mice , not only did not get people's admiration and thanks for his selfless dedication, but was revenged by these "stupid human beings". Go crazy, enter the rampage, cruelty and blackening mode, use all kinds of firepower, and instantly blast and kill these cat abusers into scum! ! ! !
Laser guns, air cannons, plasma cannons, flamethrowers, high-explosive bombs, killer robots... In just 2 minutes, more than 300 of the more than 200 militants who besieged the manor were blown into coke and pieces. Most of the meat left was either seriously injured or mad. Even the nearby mountains and forests and abandoned villages due to the plague ignited raging fires, and thick black smoke shot straight into the sky, like a funeral for those unlucky cats.

Fortunately, Sister Louise, the only captured member of her own team, did not die in this indiscriminate carpet bombing, but escaped from the enemy and swam back to the Jihadist Manor from the sea. small pier...

As a special shooter, Nan Lixiang, a former special police officer, originally followed him with a laser sniper rifle, trying to snipe and kill those who escaped in the chaos. After a while, the rest of the enemies were all frightened so that their hands and feet went limp, their spirits collapsed, and there were even those who were incontinent, feces and urine. They couldn't even crawl, let alone resist and escape.

Only a black-clothed priest who was stunned by reading the scriptures dared to hold a cross and shout "God appears, and the devil is gone" when faced with the blackened version of Doraemon who came with anger, and took a bottle of holy water to him. Sprinkled on Doraemon's head...then it was knocked over by the angry Doraemon with a head hammer, then shrunk down to the size of a finger with the [shrink lamp], and finally threw it into the fire, accompanied by a small sound Wen's screams turned into a small ball of coke.

Seeing such a curious execution scene, the rest of the cat abusers were completely frightened out of their wits. They could only beg for mercy repeatedly, and they didn't have the guts to run away... However, even for these dejected and obedient captives, they were already scared out of their wits. Doraemon, who was completely mad, did not intend to let it go easily, but ordered the soldiers in the manor who were also terrified to tie them up one by one, and some hung upside down on the wall, and some hung upside down on the tree. On the head, without exception, sticking to the ground.Others were buried in pits with only one head exposed.

Then, a tragic scene happened: Doraemon summoned the remaining surviving cats, instigated them to avenge the tragic death of their companions, and used their paws to scratch these vicious sinners... Well, it must be A rather long and painful torture process...

All in all, after the dust settled, Wang Qiu pretended not to hear the creepy screams outside, walked around the manor several times, and finally found Doraemon's family in a small vegetable garden by the sea. The figure - at this moment, he is kneeling and sitting on a bluestone slab, facing the three lumps of cat meat, two pieces of cat skin and a lump of charcoal that he finally salvaged, weeping silently with infinite sadness, still nagging in his mouth What: "I'm sorry, Xiao Huang, Xiao Hei, please forgive me, everything is my fault, I imagined human beings to be too kind..."

And senior sister Ma Tong stood beside the Doraemon, holding a bag in her hand, and sprinkled paper money she got from somewhere into the fire.

"...cough cough, 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 please cheer up and mourn the changes. Contain the Black Death and change The task of the fate of the world is still waiting for us to complete!"

Wang Qiu coughed dryly and said, "...the matter of mourning can be postponed, let's hold a combat meeting first!"

"... What 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 whole of Europe into a radioactive wasteland. Even rats can't survive, so they can't spread the plague. As for humans... dead people will never get sick..."

The robot cat rolled its eyes and said indifferently, but the words contained inhuman malice—is it really completely blackened?

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

"... Doraemon! You can't do such nonsense!" Ma Tong-senpai suddenly said righteously.

Oh oh oh!The legendary figure of conscience who will save the scene at a critical moment finally appeared!Wang Qiu's eyes lit up immediately.

"...Even in the 22nd century, nuclear bombs are very expensive! Doraemon, have you forgotten the more than 150 billion yen in debt you are carrying? If you blow up this land, what do you get? Exchange money to repay debts?" - Preface retracted... This guy is just a money fan.

"...Well, what you said is also reasonable. No matter what, you can't forget to pay off the debt..."

After hearing these words of vital interest, the fanaticism and grief in Doraemon's eyes finally faded a little bit, then he sighed, stood up scratching his head, and took out the ground of the [Mini Reconnaissance Satellite] from his dimensional pocket. Surveillance system, "... No matter what, we have to rescue this unlucky Li Wei. Let's find out where he is locked up first... Eh? Oh my god, it's only been a day, He has already been tied to the stake? These stupid magic sticks are really fast enough..."

——On the high-definition LCD screen, it can be seen that the disheveled Knight Levi wore only a linen shirt and was tied to a temporary stake erected in the center of a certain square. Below was a huge pyre poured with grease.Surrounded by crowds of onlookers, a high platform was set up next to it, on which was a bald man in a long robe, holding a book and declaring something loudly, as if accusing Li Wei of crimes...

"...Fortunately, those fools haven't lit the fire yet..." Wang Qiu also heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and said to the Doraemon, "...Doraemon, while this thing hasn't changed Into a barbecue, quickly use the [Pickup Bag] to catch Li Wei back from the execution ground!"

——[Retrieval bag], one of Doraemon's magical props, even if you are separated by a long distance, you can get forgotten or lost things from this bag.And it can not only pick up lost things, but also use it to find people. For example, Doraemon used it to capture Nobi Nobita.

"...Okay!" Doraemon nodded cheerfully, and took out the [retrieval handbag] from the dimensional pocket to save people...but was stopped by Ma Tong's hand - I saw her eyes fluttering, with A black-bellied smile whispered, "...Wait! Compared to saving people directly with no technical content like this, I have a more ingenious idea. I wonder if you are interested in hearing it..."