The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 80 Taking a Bath Is Good Civilization
If you want to say what to do to make the rat people feel painful and challenging, you must do something against common sense to them.

The reconnaissance brigade is Ickert's experimental field. In order to train the ratmen here, Ickert has prepared various training activities.

That includes taking a shower.

As a human being, it's hard to imagine what taking a bath means to a ratman.

Similar to the church's propagandizing that not taking a bath is a symbol of holiness, the Rats don't take a bath because they think that the Horned Rats like the dirtiest, cunning, and extremely cruel Ratmen.

Maybe a thousand squirrels have a thousand horned squirrels in their hearts, maybe the filth of the horned squirrels has not reached the level of Nurgle, but they never think that the horned squirrels are holy.

For the rat people, the image of the Horned Rat can be that of Khorne, that of Slaanesh, that of Tzeentch, or even that of Nurgle.

Only it is impossible to be a righteous god.

that's the truth.

Washing off the dirt from the body meant a different kind to Shushu, and meant a rebellion against the entire Skaven culture. Rats who washed their bodies frequently would definitely not be blessed by the Big Horned Mouse.

There is also no chance of ascending to the ruined kingdom of the Horned Rat after death.

It doesn't matter what the shame is. When Ickert ordered all the ratmen in the investigation brigade to take off their clothes, no rat questioned it.

After all, many slave rats only wore a fig leaf, and both the clan rats and the storm rats knew to obey his orders.

After a while, the entire investigation team stood naked by the well, calmly letting the forest wind blow their balls.

There is only a wooden plaque on the chest for identification.

But when Ickert ordered them to wash their bodies with water, all the rats hesitated.

Even the Ratmen of the third and fourth brigades on the side were dumbfounded.

"What is this scenario?"

"I don't know, maybe the clan chief is crazy after all, even if he let us do something about Nurgle, it's not unusual, after all, there is a precedent of the plague clan, but take a bath? Is he planning to take us to the righteous god? "

"God? That's too magical? I can't imagine a rat man who believes in Sigma or Lilith."

"That's it."

For these onlookers, Ickert does not intend to drive them away. Instead, he hopes that they will watch carefully, and every step he takes to break the tradition of the rat people will be engraved on their hearts.

Not only the onlookers, but even the ratmen of the investigation brigade are questioning, it's fine to disrespect the horned rats before, but if this goes on, they will be removed from the ratmen's belief!

I really want to, if I have the ability, many rat people with firm beliefs really want to turn around on the spot and sacrifice Ikett's blood to the horned rat.

However, there are only a few rat people with such firm beliefs. After all, for the rat people whose backstabs are as natural as breathing, obeying the horned rat is only due to its great strength, and the rat people are quite selfish in nature.

What's more, many rats now believe that horned rats no longer exist in this world.

Soon a mouse poured clear water for itself on the spot. Ickert looked at the mouse and found that it was Targaryen with the letter TA engraved on his chest.

It really deserves to be the first rat traitor, even faster than the Clan Rat and Storm Rat at this time!
Not only did he start to clean up the dirt in the fur without any psychological barriers, he even tore a jungle slime with his claws, and started rubbing the slime juice as a shower gel.

This frightened the Clan Rats and Storm Rats of the investigation brigade. They had already lost the chance to show themselves in front of the clan leader who were slower than the Rats.

Azio cursed silently in his heart, "Bad Targaryen Rat!", and then he remembered the rat in his heart, and he must make more troubles for him in the future, so as to prevent the rat from replacing him.

Although the clan clearly stipulates that it is not allowed to mess around like before, the rat people who have adapted to the new environment have discovered that in addition to the open and aboveboard backstab, there are more methods of backstabbing secretly.

The other slave mice and pacesetter mice are still hesitating, but I don't know if it's their illusion. They always feel that there is something strange behind them. It is different from the humid and cool forest wind, but it gives the mice a lot of warmth.

Turning his head, he found that the clan leader was looking at them kindly, rubbing a fireball bigger than a wooden basin in his hand.

"Did you finish washing? Do you want me to roast your hair?"

The Ratmen shook their heads repeatedly, grabbed the barrel and poured it on their own heads, and the remaining slimes were also snatched by the Ratmen.

To be honest, washing his body with water is really a good feeling. Targaryen only felt chills all over his body at first, but when he pulled out the hard lumps in his hair, he felt a relaxed and refreshing feeling. The feeling took over his body.

"Ah~"

The extremely comfortable Targaryen groaned, and then applied more slime on his body to remove stubborn dirt, and the more he washed his body, the cleaner he got.

He seems to have discovered a new world.

But to the Ratman who was watching, what a blasphemy this scene was!

"I can't accept it! I can't accept it! He's a rat man! How can he moan in the shower! Big horned rat! If he only uses the dirty water of the devil to wash it, it's fine, but using blasphemy Unparalleled clean water! This is a disaster! Disaster. Uh-huh"

A fanatic rat man collapsed on the spot, but a mouse next to him firmly held his mouth, and said something in the fanatic rat man's ear, which made his eyes widen.

After calming down, the fanatic Ratman regained his usual calmness. He smelled the smells around him and found that there were indeed some familiar smells mixed in.

Those guys, originally supposed to be house rats with pink armbands, now took off their armbands and mixed in among the rats.

If Tolby hadn't held him back, he would have fallen into the trap of that human being.

The Rat Man turned his head, just as he was about to ask Tolby more questions, but found that the Rat had disappeared.

No more faithful followers of the Horned Rat complained.

This is not a good thing for the internal affairs mouse who carried out this mission.

The order they received was to try to find out and record possible reactionaries, and if necessary, arrest them on the spot.

"Rammy, how are you doing here?"

Liberia quietly walked up to Ramsi, who was also a house rat, and asked.

"No, no rats were found to make reactionary remarks."

Ramsey replied, and reluctantly put a piece of jerky into his mouth.

"There is no performance now, damn it, those of our colleagues, relying on the Ratmen from the Service Department, are almost promoted to two-star operators! But now we can't even catch a rat!"

For the rat people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, catching reactionary rats is a performance, which is linked to personal food, treatment, and promotion.

In the case of sufficient indicators, every rat man in the Ministry of Internal Affairs is trying his best to find a way to catch the reactionary rats.

(End of this chapter)