"Welcome to the House of Self-Renovation, Miss Matilda, Mr. Marin, please come in." The paladin of the Church of Justice opened the door and welcomed Marin with a smile.

Entering this building, Marin felt a little confused, because it didn't feel as heavily guarded as he imagined. There were agents in white clothes in the hall, and patrolling paladins walking around, but most of them were still wearing gray clothes.

Workers sitting at tables facing each other?

"What are they doing?" Because his back was towards Marin and the door, Marin was a little confused about what they were doing, so he could only ask Matilda.

"They make buttons. Twenty metal fasteners are attached to the board, which can be exchanged for one work point. Each person needs to make 200 boards per day." Matilda replied.

This is purgatory.

Marin immediately thought of the handicraft classes he had in school when he was a child. It was the same way. The schools and teachers who assigned these tasks to their students felt comfortable squeezing the children's surplus value.

It was really an absurd era... No, we cannot say that era was absurd, because since the beginning of human history, no matter where we are, no matter what era we are in, there has not been much time in human history that has been normal.

Yes, absurdity has run through human history. People of every era will feel this way when they look back.

Think about it, in this world, where the police chief of a village has the right to hang a little thief, there can be such a prison full of tenderness.

Marin also lamented the absurdity of this world, and at the same time glanced at Matilda's companions.

Although Marin said he didn't want to come, he couldn't help but see the little tiger teeth on Matilda's mouth when she smiled, and the expectation in her eyes, like a child wanting to show off her beloved things, so Marin could only

Choose Agree.

Of course, now Marin can only turn to her kind for help: "Miss Farore, what type of criminals are they?"

"Robbers, thieves, human traffickers, and serious criminals are in prisons outside the city. The prisons in the city are responsible for holding low-term prisoners and prisoners who have not yet received final trials."

"You also care about human traffickers?" Ma Lin was stunned - some countries in this world still have slavery even today.

"Yes, those who steal children and then sell them to others are all in this category." Miss Farore, who had light brown hair, looked at Marin: "I think I know what you are thinking.

You're talking about the slave traders in our neighborhood, right?"

"Yes." Marin nodded.

"They are prohibited from entering the country, and we are not welcome there. Although we want to rescue those slaves, my master said that if slaves want to be free, they must learn to save themselves. Otherwise, if we save them today, maybe

Tomorrow they will become the kind of people they hate the most." The big-eared fox said this, walked over, and came to a prisoner: "Camille, you are slow again today, before dinner tonight

, you can’t do your job.”

"How can you complete this for 200 yuan!" the woman screamed.

"It doesn't matter, her dinner is gone." The big-eared fox turned to look at the responsible paladin: "Work gets food, laziness gets punishment. When she finishes, she will have food. This is what she has to pay for.

price."

"I just took away their children and sold them to those rich people so that their children could live a better life! There are no more children to have again!" The woman roared to vent her dissatisfaction.

Farol did not answer the woman's complaint, but came to Marin: "Mr. Marin, what do you think?"

Marin thought for a while and glanced outside the gate. When he came, the gallows outside seemed to be empty: "Can I invite her to the gallows?"

Farol and Matilda pricked up their ears at the same time.

"I thought you were a kind gentleman." Farol glanced at the paladin who was eager to try, and smiled at Marin: "Why."

"As she said, she took the child away and sold her or him to a family that was well off but unable to have children due to various reasons. There is nothing wrong with letting the children live a happy life, but

She forgot the pain she caused to the child's parents. A child just disappeared from her life and his. He did not die because of the invasion of chaos, not because of famine, but just for a few hundred yuan or even

Dozens of dollars... Parents who have lost their children may spend their whole lives in pain and self-blame. Some people will remember this moment in their lives even until they die, regretting it, and dying in pain... Since this lady

I feel that the value of a life is so much, so why can't I ask her to go to the gallows today?" Marin looked at the woman as she said this, took out her wallet, and took out three Moweishi: "She is worth it.

Is it three hundred dollars? If it’s not enough, I can add more, but I think she’s only worth five hundred dollars at most, and it can’t be any higher.”

Miss Farore turned around, as if asking for help, and behind the curtain she was looking at, an old man came out. She took the money from Marin and threw it into the donation box nearby: "That's enough.

, Mrs. Camille has lived for forty-five years, her value is far lower than the amount you gave her, and her crime is far higher than what you said."

The two paladins who followed her walked to the work station and dragged the woman, who was screaming for mercy, out the door.

"Mr. Marin, my lord's darling, please remember that today, you have defined the value of a life. Maybe you will have such an opportunity in the future. Please remember what you said today. You are the darling and have the right to define others.

Life, but don't despise life because of this." When the old lady said this, she looked at Marin, as if waiting for Marin's answer.

Marin smiled and nodded: "I will remember the choices I made today. My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror. Everything I do is righteous."

This sentence is the best explanation at this moment.

The old lady smiled and nodded, then turned to leave and issued a new order: "Today, the workload of all prisoners will be reduced by 10 boards. Remember, this is what your companion got at the cost of her stupid life."

.”

"Work is rewarded with food, and laziness is punished." She said.

"Work brings salvation, and work brings new life." The prisoners replied in unison.

Farol glanced at Marin, and the big-eared fox glanced at Matilda. The two foxes communicated with their eyes.

Marin clicked his tongue, then looked at the two big-eared foxes: "Is there anything else we can visit?"

"There are some serious criminals at the lower level who have not yet been tried. Because they are extraordinary people, we are afraid that they will escape or that their relatives and friends will come to rescue them. The court system of the royal capital handed them over to us." Farol said.

"This seems to prove that the security of the prison is very good." Marin asked.

"No, we were raided seven times last year, and eleven times so far this year. None of us knew their actions in advance. For this reason, everyone in the reconnaissance team has been transferred to the northern defense line," Farol said.

This signaled Marin to look back. Marin turned around and saw everyone hanging on the gate - all the raiders and their friends were on it.

"Our chief justice came here once and left as if he had lost his soul. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that his brother was among them." When Miss Farore said this, she smiled like a real fox.

Marin followed her guidance and saw the person sitting in the standing cage. He had already turned into a withered skeleton.

"By the way, is there no smell?" Marin was a little curious.

"The upper air flow circle will separate the air above us from the air below us. Our Lord saves the weak, but he is also not stingy in showing the world the cruel side of justice against evil." After finishing speaking, Farol took two steps away and did

A gesture of invitation: "Mr. Marin, would you like to go down and have a look."

"Please lead the way." Marin raised his eyebrows.

He began to like this god a little bit.

The cruel side of justice against evil, this sentence really suits Marin, just like what he said.

Everyone has to pay the price for their choices.

Following the two little foxes, he walked down the steps. It was said to be the underground floor. It was still far from what Marin had imagined - enough lights, enough rooms, and enough space to hang.

There are enough prisoners.

"Is hanging like this a job?" Marin asked.

Farol smiled awkwardly, then looked at the paladin aside: "Are these guys fighting again?"

"Yes, a new group of guys fought with another group of prisoners during breakfast." The paladin replied helplessly: "They are all prisoners who have not been tried. We can only hang them and let them go."

They're hanging upside down to wake up."

"I think they are quite sober." Marin said to Matilda beside him.

In his opinion, these prisoners neither spoke rudely nor insulted each other. They seemed extremely well-behaved. In comparison, the prisoners in the upper class would talk back.

"That's right, those who are not clear-headed have been dealt with." Miss Farore turned around and said.

The hair on Marin's head exploded - wait a minute, are you guys playing so big on the lower floor?

Perhaps noticing Marin's expression, the little fox smiled awkwardly and explained: "Normally, these severe criminals will be imprisoned here for five years. If they are confirmed to have completed their rehabilitation,

Then we will issue a commutation certificate for this when we transfer him to the court, but for anyone who dares to resist violently, we will issue a sentence increase certificate for this. If the crime is extremely heinous, we will recommend hanging, and the judges usually let us

Solve the problem on the spot, and sometimes we will go beyond the judge and hang them directly."

"You mean..." "Mr. Marin, we didn't say anything."

With tacit smiles on each other's faces, Marin and Miss Farore ended the topic.

The impression of the Just Church was even greater. The cruelty shown by justice in the face of evil really made Marin admire it.

In the following time, Marin visited the single cell on the lower floor. Although it was a little smaller, it had a bed, a table, and some books and newspapers.

"I have always felt that the capital here is too kind to the prisoners." Matilda complained at this time.

"Dear Matilda, although they are criminals, everyone has the right to choose to start a new life." Miss Farore retorted with a smile.

"...Okay, but I still think so, it's great, because our apprentice's single room in Carter's Castle is only so big." Matilda said here and looked at Marin: "Mr. Marin, you don't want to donate.

Would you like to order something?"

"But don't the apprentices of the Just Church advocate penance?" Marin said curiously, while calmly exposing the little fox's fraudulent donation.

"Blessed Matilda, your remarks are very dangerous." Miss Farore said unhappily.

Marin immediately reached out and grabbed the little fox by the back of the neck and picked it up: "It's okay, I like it when Matilda and I make harmless jokes like this."

Farol looked at Marin, then at Matilda, and finally smiled: "Don't make this kind of joke in front of outsiders, it will damage the image of the church."

Marin naturally laughed along with him, and finally solved this problem, took Matilda back to the top, and left the prison with Miss Farore's farewell.

After walking around the corner, Matilda activated her head-gnawing skill and jumped behind Marin.
To be continued...