Sir! Don't close the net!

Let's have another ceremony on the scale of last night.

But just having this thought made Mamaka shiver with a sudden chill.

The King in Yellow's behavior was far too abnormal; even the most evil god wouldn't eliminate those who offered tribute in such a terrifying way upon his first appearance.

Did they have a conversation?

Did they make eye contact?

Were those prisoners who were swallowed up... merely dead?

It's hard to say, but...

Only a madman would want to summon the King in Yellow!

All the prisoners took a step back in unison, avoiding eye contact.

“Hey—Xiao Lei, your popularity is so low, no one wants to save you,” Li Yili said, looking down at Rebecca with a helpless expression.

"I'll kill you! Once these things are released, I'll definitely kill you!" Rebecca, who had never felt so humiliated, roared angrily at Li Yili.

"Ha... Don't worry, I have no intention of removing these things from you until you become my obedient dog. Ah... I will remove the muzzle when you eat, don't worry."

Li Yili raised her hand and pressed it on Rebecca's head. Under Rebecca's fiery gaze, she vigorously stroked Rebecca's wolf head from side to side, causing the fluffy, erect wolf ears to sway from side to side as she was being rubbed.

"Hahaha—this is really fun..."

Li Yili turned around with a big laugh to face the other prisoners, raising her right hand, which she had just used to stroke Rebecca, and pointing her finger.

"I think I'll be happier in the future. Let me think... Oh, right, starting today, all prisoners will have to stand in front of their cells at seven in the morning for roll call."

"Ha—you think these guys will listen to you! What do you take us for!" Rebecca shook her head violently and sneered.

"Rubbish."

"asshole."

"demon."

"Scumbag."

“Beast.”

"Ah...right, there's another word that suits you better than these."

Just as Rebecca defiantly tilted her head back, awaiting the heavy blow from Li Yili, Li Yili raised her hand and patted Rebecca's head, gently rubbing it while revealing a tender smile, "Prisoner."

Rebecca swallowed hard, her vertical pupils widening as she trembled.

Li Yili's face blurred in the starlight, until only a distorted crescent moon remained. Unconsciously, Rebecca arched her back and tucked her head in. If it weren't for her rationality, Rebecca was sure she would be lying on her back on the ground by now.

The other prisoners were also frightened by Li Yili's unusual emotional reaction and fell silent for a moment.

"Of course, if anyone is not present when I take attendance, I will personally visit them. You'd better be seriously ill and bedridden, or dead."

Chapter Twenty-Three: You are intolerable monsters.

"These are the projects that Huang... Levi Esti Richard is currently working on."

After a pause, Sheldon put down the documents in his hand and asked the question to August's back, who was standing in front of the French window.

“Warden, are we really going to let this man's behavior continue like this? He's undermining your hard-earned foundation... and he's even saying he wants to sideline you.”

Sher watched August's retreating figure nervously. Although Theresa Prison was a public prison jointly established by Galar Horn, Black Gate and Celestials, Bishop Azavet, and the Church of Steam and Steel, under Bishop Azavet's management, Theresa Prison had become no different from Bishop Azavet's private prison.

Li Yili's open attempt to seize Teresa Prison and her declaration of abandoning the original world will definitely enrage the warden, who has spent most of his life trying to obtain Teresa Prison and finally succeeded.

But to Sher's surprise, August remained very calm.

"Really? I understand."

Sher has grown up

mouth.

"What's wrong?" August asked, glancing at him. "Do you think I should be throwing a tantrum?"

Sher hesitated for a moment, then tightened his expression. "Levi's Est. Richard has most likely been abandoned by the Galar Horn. Now he's just a prisoner in Teresa Prison. How can we let a prisoner manage prisoners, especially since he's yellow..."

Sher's gaze shifted downwards through the floor-to-ceiling window to the enormous imprint on the prison building. A chill ran down his spine, and he forced back the title of "King in Yellow."

"Moreover, he caused such a commotion last night."

“So, do you think I should risk him triggering another attack by putting him back in jail, or just kill him?” August turned to face Sher.

Sher instinctively shook his head vigorously.

“A wise choice. Believe me, being killed by the King in Yellow is the most terrifying thing in the world,” August chuckled softly.

Sher swallowed hard.

The excavation of the temple in the mine seems to have stopped today.

Sher shook his head vigorously, his expression turning serious. "Then, warden, what should we do?"

His intuition told him not to think about it.

"Do we need to cooperate with Levi Esti Richard? Or..."

Sher didn't continue, but made a tripping gesture.

"There's no need. Let this man do as he pleases."

August turned his head and looked down at the entire Theresa Prison through the floor-to-ceiling window. His upturned lips were reflected in the window, which filtered out all starlight and allowed only sunlight to pass through.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"I think there are a lot of misunderstandings between us, and it is because of these misunderstandings that our relationship has become so strained."

Li Yili picked up a small stool and sat in front of the cage, gazing clearly into Rebecca's eyes inside.

Li Yili responded with an angry roar.

"Gah—"

Because the gag had been removed, Rebecca could open her terrifying mouth full of fangs to her heart's content. Unfortunately, that was all she could do. Now, she was not just locked in an iron cage. Her wrists and ankles were secured to the cage with iron chains. To prevent her from exerting force, an iron ring was handcuffed around her waist, with a hard iron rod extending from the ring and connecting to the opposite corner of the cage.

Watching the bite so fast it left afterimages, Li Yili pondered for a moment, then raised her right fist and gently tapped it against her left palm. She pulled out a piece of tree trunk, controlled the distance, and handed it in. Wood chips flew everywhere, and soon Li Yili had a baseball bat in her hand that wasn't exactly perfect in shape.

Li Yili waved the baseball bat in her hand and nodded.

"boom--"

The broken baseball bat spun rapidly as it flew out.

"Wow--"

Li Yili looked at the broken baseball bat and then at Rebecca's still-smoking head.

"As expected of a werewolf, its head is incredibly hard."

"You bastard—" Rebecca gritted her teeth in frustration. She had already tried, and the cage completely restricted her movements, giving her no chance to exert any force.

If she had any special abilities, this cage wouldn't be a threat, but unfortunately she's a werewolf.

Chris Dougher, leaning on his hoe, was in a very complicated mood.

Although it's unclear why Li Yili moved the iron cage near his wooden hut, he has now become the so-called administrator of Teresa Prison. Judging from the guards' obedient reactions, Li Yili said he would demolish his wooden hut... and his wooden hut might be gone.

Chris Dougher looked at Rebecca, who was locked in the iron cage, and felt incredibly conflicted.

He knew Rebecca, the elusive nightmare, the terrifying werewolf.

But he had also heard that Rebecca was actually just a teenage girl. Considering the time she had been imprisoned, she was only just over twenty. Having spent most of his life in Teresa Prison, he knew better than anyone what it was like. Mentally, Rebecca was probably not even sixteen.

He wanted to accuse Li Yili of treating a pitiful girl with the mind of a mere sixteen-year-old in such a way, but all he could see was a ferocious beast, its terrifying fangs sending chills down his spine.

“Mr. Chrisdorf, what’s locked in this cage now isn’t a beast that’s tasted human flesh, but a monster that considers cannibalism a perfectly normal thing…”

Chris Dorf glanced at Li Yili instinctively. Even though her back was to him, Li Yili seemed to know what he was thinking, and she was right.

Before him was not some pitiful girl under sixteen, but a werewolf who had survived in a place like Theresa Prison for more than five years. Cannibalism among prisoners was a common occurrence in Theresa Prison.

"Huh? Cannibalism? Hahaha—are those guys even human? I am…" Rebecca's ferocious expression paused before she grinned disdainfully, "Do I look like a weak creature like a human!"

“The tail is drooping, and the ears are drooping too,” Li Yili poked at it.

"Shut up!"

"Okay, okay—my wording wasn't quite accurate,"

Li Yili pinched her chin and tilted her head to the side.

"Then let's put it another way."

“You are terrible monsters who take for granted that you can communicate and build social relationships as food.”

"Perhaps you weren't like this at the beginning, but this kind of 'education' has turned you into such unbearable monsters."

"Even if you can communicate and build social relationships, you are still an unsafe presence. The only way to ensure this is to keep you in cages, so that even if you have the idea of ​​eating the people you've built social relationships with because of the current dire situation, you can't actually do it..."

Li Yili paused for a moment, then shrugged.

"Only then can I communicate with you with peace of mind."

Chapter Twenty-Four [Education]

【education】

In a narrow sense, it refers to school education organized by a specific organization.

In a broad sense, it refers to social practices that influence people's physical and mental development.

If parents' words and actions are like drops of ink being poured into a water tank, then education is like turning on the tap and pouring water directly into it. Whether you can accept it or not, the rules are set and repeatedly emphasized until they become common sense.

The impact of education is not as simple as cultivating a verbal tic, but rather an action, a behavior, or even a pattern.

Fear and grace, carrot and stick.

Education is everywhere.

Different educations can create different worlds, which can breed not just simple prejudice, but also doubt, vigilance, and hostility.

Li Yili still remembers a novel she once read, written from an animal's perspective. The protagonist was a male lion with red ribbons in his mane. He had forgotten most of the content, but there was one part that he still remembered vividly.

When an animal is labeled as a man-eater, humans will do anything, no matter the cost, to kill that animal.

Humans can coexist magnanimously with creatures that may pose a threat to them, but once a creature harms a human and preys on them, the individual that preys must die. This is because the impression that humans are easy prey has been ingrained in the minds of wild animals that have been taught the cruelty of nature. The offspring of such animals will inherit this impression and will consider preying on humans whenever they are hungry.