A Core Ship From The Start-Chapter 1586 - 1065: The Times Have Changed

When the girls arrived at the restaurant early the next morning, they found that Isia, who had been staying inside, had appeared in front of them again.

"Isia! You finally came out."

Seeing Isia walk out of the room, the girls also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly surrounded her.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yes, I’m fine..."

Hearing everyone’s concerned inquiries, Isia looked pale, but she still forced a smile and nodded to everyone.

"Are you really okay? You seem a bit out of sorts..."

"I just suffered punishment from Lord Duanmu and haven’t recovered yet..." freeweɓnøvel~com

"Punishment?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was even more shocked and looked at Duanmu Huai in surprise. At this moment, Banriya’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly rushed out.

"Lord Duanmu, what did you do to Miss Isia? Did you tie her up with ropes, then use candles, hobby horses, whips—why didn’t you call me? I planned to carefully keep Miss Isia’s first time!"

"Hehehe, there’s no such good thing."

Duanmu Huai took a sip of tea and coldly laughed.

"That for Isia would not be punishment, that would be a reward. Do you think I’m stupid?"

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai looked at Isia, and feeling his gaze, Isia shuddered instantly.

"I think this time she finally learned a profound lesson, so she will not make the same mistake again."

"Yes, yes, Lord Duanmu, I will never do it again..."

Facing Duanmu Huai’s inquiry, Isia seemed like a rabbit before a lion, sweating profusely, looking pale, lowering her head, trembling, and responding. Seeing this pitiful sight of Isia, Naruse Mio couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic.

"Uncle, what did you do to Miss Isia to scare her like this..."

"That’s the only way it can be effective, you little devil wouldn’t understand."

Duanmu Huai snorted lightly.

Indeed, in his view, only this is truly effective punishment. It’s like prisons; many people say if you can’t make money, just go to prison to retire. Well, this way, where’s the deterrent of prisons? If people feel that besides losing freedom, they can’t communicate or go online anytime, and it’s more comfortable inside than outside, then what’s the use of prison?

Similarly, the purpose of punishment is to prevent recurrence. Duanmu Huai is quite experienced in dealing with this kind.

Frankly speaking, Isia has the Saint attribute, akin to those going off the rails—little animal protection, veganism, and feminism, all from the same route.

With people like this, hitting them is useless, they’ll think they’re sacrificing for justice instead. No matter how hard you hit, they won’t care.

So how do you deal with people like this?

Simple, attack the heart.

Slaughter dogs in front of animal protection, eat meat in front of vegans, and solicit prostitution in front of feminists—this is the real kill shot, alright? At that time, they will scream worse than being flogged ten times over.

Isia is the same; for someone like her with the saint attribute, whip her a hundred times, and she won’t even frown.

But if you make her kill someone, she’ll scream worse than the one being killed.

So that’s how Duanmu Huai tormented Isia: if you don’t clear your mind next time, I’ll make you kill someone, and do it yourself, gut them with your own hands, without anesthesia. I want you to watch them die by your hands, see if you still dare to make such foolish mistakes again.

Sure enough, under Duanmu Huai’s ruthless move, Isia was completely defeated, trembling and speechless after coming out of the illusion, as pitiful as being X-ed by a hundred strong men and a hundred dogs in public square.

Incidentally, if she were truly used as a meat X tool, this effect might not even be achieved.

Therefore, punishment should be adapted to circumstances and applied according to talent.

And this method works only for people like Isia. If it were a maniac who enjoys killing, it wouldn’t be punishment, it would be enjoyment.

As they say, one man’s poison is another man’s nectar.

Regardless, for now, Isia has somewhat revived herself. Although her mental state is still worrying, it’s far better than locking herself in a room. So after breakfast, everyone used teleportation to arrive at the church again, planning to go to school and start the day’s lessons.

However, just after everyone walked out of the church, suddenly a voice came from the sky.

"Aaaaaaah! Lord Duanmu, don’t leave aaaaaah!!"

Upon hearing this unexpected scream, everyone looked up, and sure enough, they saw Murasakifuji Ilina flapping wings like an angel, rushing toward them—almost crashing into the ground.

"Where did you run off to? Why are you only coming back now?"

Looking at Murasakifuji Ilina who pounced in front of him, Duanmu Huai also curiously asked. Compared to Isia, Murasakifuji Ilina was more likable, with her cheerful and carefree personality, she was well liked by everyone. By the way, Murasakifuji Ilina is not an Angel but rather a human reincarnated as Angel.

In fact, the Celestial Realm now has a reincarnation system similar to Demon Chess Pieces, turning humans into Angels to replenish the Celestial Realm’s lacking combat power.