Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 215
"We should fuck her," said the new jailer.

His proposal made the old guards roar with laughter.One of them seemed to be spitting on the ground, and hissed mockingly, "Then you go. Don't be shy, no one will peek at your little stick."

The newcomers who just took office were irritated by their reaction, and determined to implement their own ideas just now.His footsteps thumped quickly, and he quickly approached the prison door.He walked to the middle of the passage, and another, lighter step caught up with him.

"Hey, newcomer, put out the fire." A softer voice said with a smile, "I suggest you don't do it. What's the need? The village out there is full of ponies, which one do you want to ride?" Let their parents rejoice."

"There are no horned ones in the village."

"What's the big deal? Look at your rough hands, they can touch anything smooth like holy oil. Take it into the room and turn off the light, and you won't be able to touch it even if it's a man."

His slick jokes aroused the laughter of the jailers, and his voice echoed among the black iron chains hanging from the ceiling.A drop of dew condensed on the rust fell, just before the prison door.

The surface of the water droplets reflected reflections as thin as ants, and the two jailers on the passage were shaking and talking in the water droplets.

They quickly went from ordinary conversation to a veiled argument.The newcomer had probably just been transferred from the cell below, and he thought he had been promoted, so he was eager to establish his prestige.The old jailers often did this kind of thing, but they knew exactly what to look for.

"I teach you this out of good intentions, newcomer," said the soft voice, "the previous batch has been taken away, but these rooms will soon be refilled, mages, slaves, sacrifices... …At that time, you can find anyone you want. As long as you don’t touch this horned woman, you can live until that day.”

The newcomer gasped with anger.His body reflected in the water droplets is distorted, and his copper-colored skin can only be roughly distinguished.Coupled with his tyrannical and manic character, it is enough to infer that he probably has the blood of the Abyss of Sorrow.

If he was in front of the villagers outside, the look of the raging bull would indeed be scary, but the old jailers didn't care at all.They were still laughing, and Saty, the satyr with a soft voice, kicked the ground lightly.His footsteps sounded different from everyone else's, the sound of sheep's hooves hitting metal.According to the folklore outside the Princess Mountain, this sound will make the soul of the listener be restrained and be at the mercy of the goat horn demon.

In fact, Satie does not know this kind of charm spells.He has a goat-like habit of running up steep faces, but he doesn't always go alone.Usually he would go to the lower cell to pick two or three less important prisoners, and drag them together to the top of the most dangerous and inescapable cliff.There, he is said to have ordered them to mutilate themselves, fight duels, have sex with each other, and finally push them all off a cliff.The wailing of the fallen who tore the soul would resound through the ravine with the violent wind howling, and then get in through the small window on the top of the prison, tearing the liver and gallbladder of all the prisoners.

This hobby and specialty made Sati very respected among the jailers.Even so, he knew how to keep his sense of proportion and never touched prisoners who were beyond his authority.Now that there is a newcomer who wants to try something new, he is not as sarcastic as the other jailers, but persuades with a sheepish and friendly tone.

"You've got to think about it and think about how you got this promotion," he murmured grinningly. "Before you came here, the guy with your little tag was a big guy. I can't even say that." Dude's race, but he's got ogre blood for sure. He did what you want the first three days he came. Geez, that was a good show, he grabbed the chain on her horns and put She pounded her head against the wall, and then dragged into the innermost room. Not to mention the chaos in the middle, blood, hair, torn nails...

The newcomer's breath became rough because of the excitement, like a wild animal barking.Satie, despite her lack of magic, was a natural adept at inciting violence and lust.

He kicked the goat's hooves and said with a comedic smile: "Don't be so anxious, newcomer. That happened only seven days ago, but look at her now. The wound is all healed, and the nails have grown back." Now, it's another tough horse. Where did your ex go?"

The newcomer's breath stopped.The restless beast smelled the wind and had no choice but to hold back temporarily.He thought about Satie's words, and made a vague and dissatisfied snort.

"She was sent in by Debvilar." The newcomer said slowly, "I heard that they..."

"Well, a little girl who was fooled by him. It's not unusual, let's stop talking about things between adults."

"Deboviral won't help her."

"Of course. Otherwise why would you have sent her here?"

"Then no one will cover her."

"I didn't say anyone would cover her. That's the woman's own problem. That morning, we packed her up and threw her back in her own cell. Your big ex sat on the ground and watched the whole time, dumbfounded." Silly, as if the horns on her head were broken. He sat there thinking, thinking, thinking, three days and three nights. Finally he went completely crazy, scared like a little chick out of the pack , hit your head against the wall, and the skull fragments fell into your neck—here, look at the back of you, that latest mark is still a little red. It is the last time your ex met the world generous gift."

The newcomers suddenly became much quieter.The half-goat man laughed leisurely beside him, counting on his fingers one by one.

"This has happened more than once. Newcomers come and go, and they can't help their curiosity. Since I came here, a total of 34 people have fucked her. 33 of them died, and the one who didn't die was killed. Debovillar has been transferred. I haven't seen him to this day. There's some kind of curse about this woman, and that's why Debovillar dared not touch her."

He walked forward slowly and whispered softly to the newcomer: "Go back, new friend, and go find a beautiful and lively pony in the village. Because I don't have the patience to dig people's graves, I'll just throw your corpse in the Go down the mountain."

In the end, the newcomer did not go through the passage, but turned back the same way.His steps were slow and reluctance, so maybe it was just a temporary compromise.

Satie whistled, looked around for a while, and finally walked deep into the passage.His footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the prison door.

"It seems that you escaped unharmed today." He said to the prison.

Allerica, who pretended to be resting, opened her eyes.The drop of water she had observed had already been trampled under the sheep's hooves, and the jailer who looked quite similar to her was looking at her with a smile.

"I don't think this newcomer is reliable." Satie said in a casual tone, "I think he will come to you in a few days, unless there is a newcomer to live in for him to toss about."

She was cautiously silent.Among all the jailers, Sati was the one she found more difficult to deal with, so she never took the initiative to talk to him, only looking for opportunities from others.However, this satyr has a sense of humor based on psychopathy, and loves to come around and start a conversation.She realized that the other party was testing herself, but the purpose was not clear.

"Sometimes I wonder what happened to you and Debovillar," Satie went on, "what a pity you were a good couple on the outside. But it must be different now. He lied to you Enter Princess Mountain, and then throw it here. Poor little girl, I hope you will have some lovely new partners tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he waited in place for a while, then whistled and walked away.

(End of this chapter)