Our family is in decline

Just now, Lance must not have fully released his aura, otherwise they would all be dead, but the guy who could withstand the slightest breath he leaked and dared to resist was also a very interesting guy.

Lance followed the voice and walked up. The small matter of counting the assets of those guys was done by the subordinates. To him, those hounds were just a trivial number on the report, so Lance naturally didn't know the actual situation of these hounds.

But William seemed to know who it was, but he followed.

Then he saw the big guy in the iron cage, who was covered in black and much larger than a normal dog. Just looking at the size, you can tell that he is not easy to mess with, as majestic as a wolf or a tiger.

And now his eyes are bloodshot and red, and his tense muscles are full of strength, as if he has fallen into a state of madness.

Not only barking, but also waving his claws and slapping or ramming his head when he saw Lance approaching, falling into the iron cage and causing a vibration and getting covered in wounds.

It would open its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth and bite the iron cage. Even though its gums and mouth corners had been scratched by the iron cage, it seemed to be unaware of the pain.

"The people who sent it back told me that it was found in the noble manor. It was not released by the nobles, but locked in a deep pit.

You would never guess what it was used for. It grew up eating people..."

William followed and began to explain, with a complicated expression when he looked at the fierce dog.

But when it came to this, Lance remembered it, because he seemed to have mentioned it when he was flipping through the files of those cases.

A baron in the south had a special hobby, that is, he liked to throw disobedient people to feed the dogs, and then watch them being bitten to death alive. This was his way of intimidating others.

It sounds bad, but in fact, this one is not conspicuous among the long list of crimes, so Lance just remembered it now.

Anyway, whether he has this hobby or not, it is the death penalty. The baron should go to the sanatorium now.

Lance came up with a good idea. Anyway, dog bites should also be a medical topic worth studying, so he can be used as a test subject.

William didn't know what the lord was thinking, but continued to explain its current situation.

"Don't look at it so crazy. In fact, it is afraid. It's just that it can only express its emotions in this way. It doesn't understand other concepts at all.

Judging from the environment where it grew up, it should be unattended and has not been socialized. So it is very sensitive and regards everything as an enemy and food, especially humans.

In order to catch it alive, several people couldn't subdue it. In the end, they used drugs to knock it unconscious and put it in a cage.

It woke up and struggled wildly on the way back, and the cage was almost knocked open, so now it is specially put in a reinforced cage.

But it has been crazy in the past few days and has no intention of hiding its aggressiveness. I tried to contact it, but it didn't work at all. The best way is to get rid of it..."

You know, William likes dogs very much. Even he suggested killing it, so it is conceivable that there is no hope.

"This thing is not an ordinary dog, but it has awakened extraordinary blood, otherwise it would not grow so big. Of course, it may also be gradually mutated by devouring humans.

Looking at its current appearance, its talent should be in a violent state. It can't feel pain, has no reason, and only kills and attacks in its mind, but its simple consciousness also increases its resistance to the soul.

I'm afraid that the baron can't control it, so he locked it in the venue. Naturally, it will not be afraid of people if it grows up eating humans, let alone accepting orders."

After observing for a while, Lance briefly explained the current situation, but he did not agree with William's decision.

"If we can keep its bloodline, we may be able to breed a new type of fierce dog. We can't just kill it casually."

"But its anger seems to never subside. It will probably bite a female to death if it goes in."

"That's because you are too gentle. Its rage is limited. Once it is suppressed, it will be obedient."

Lance smiled and gestured, "Bring the key."

William knew the lord's means and didn't question it. He waved his hand and Figus ran to get a bunch of keys from somewhere.

You should know that the two didn't emphasize it at all, and Figus really brought it, as if he had been listening to their conversation. He was really smart. Compared with the mad dog in the cage, they were two different species.

"Go call Boudica." Lance took the key and ordered, and Figus ran out again. It's no wonder that his smart and lively appearance is lovable.

Lance didn't say anything nonsense. He directly opened the cage with the key. Almost instantly, the mad dog stretched out its head towards the gap and wanted to bite him.

But faster than the dog's head was the fist. A punch hit the nose, and the mad dog, which was still grinning in the last second, whimpered in the next second, backing away and shaking its head.

Then he reached out and grabbed its neck, trying to drag this behemoth out of the cage, but a mad dog is a mad dog, and it recovered in just one or two seconds, turning its head to bite Lance's arm, but Lance reacted faster, and hit the dog's head with his other hand again, using a little more force, and knocked it down directly.

But the mad dog's resistance was too good, and it quickly climbed up again, but it was locked up and wanted to go out. When Lance wanted to drag it out, it held on tightly and refused to come out, playing a rebellious role.

Are you going to argue with me?

But how could its strength withstand Lance's pull? There was no mercy at all. Even though the iron cage kept making noises and the dog's claws on the iron cage turned blood red, it was finally dragged out and walked towards the yard. No matter how it struggled and wailed, it could not escape from that hand.

"Go prepare some food, don't eat raw food. This guy has been hungry for many days and has no strength."

William did not expect the lord to be so straightforward, and then he saw the lord casually throwing the mad dog's huge body into the snow pile in the yard.

He could only prepare some dog food as ordered.

Away from the warm environment, the whole was wrapped in coldness, but this did not calm the mad dog down. After a few flutters in the snow pile, it struggled to climb up.

It didn't even care about the surrounding environment, nor did it bother to shake off the snow on its body. In its furious eyes, there was only the man who walked out slowly, and rushed over.

Then the next second, he was kicked out by a kick in the heart, and the blood spilled from the dog's mouth and stained the white snow, which was particularly bright, but this did not make the mad dog surrender, but got up and continued to bite.

The indomitable spirit was quite touching, but he was still kicked over by Lance again and again, and after a few kicks, the dog's mouth was stained with blood, just like eating dragon fruit.

It rushed over again, and Lance stopped kicking it, but grabbed it directly, and then pressed its entire head into the snow pile on the side.

The coldness instantly enveloped the congested dog's head, and it instinctively wanted to struggle to get out, but it couldn't shake its head even if it was pinched by the back of the neck.

Opening its mouth and biting randomly only ate more snow, and breathing would inhale the frost-like coldness, making the restless blood and the hot brain rarely cool a little more.

But it became difficult to breathe in the soft snow pile, and what was even more troublesome was that the hot breath and body temperature melted part of it. These waters instantly condensed into blocks when they fell into the snow, and completely cut off the air and suffocated.

Under the threat of death, he didn't care about biting anyone, and tried his best to break free, but he was still tightly controlled. His hands and feet tore open a large area, and his legs, which were strong at the beginning, slowly began to become weak.

After there was no reaction, Lance took the mad dog out of the snow pile. He could see that the black face couldn't cover the iron blue, the color was like blueberries.

When he opened his eyelids, the blood red faded, and turned to white, and even the breathing seemed to have stopped, a dead dog.

But who is Lance?

He went up and slapped his chest, and the mad dog immediately coughed, and the breath became obvious again, but the breathing rhythm was completely different from before.

Lance threw it away casually, and this time he didn't stand up so quickly, but fell on the snow with a half-dead look and gasped.

However, the dog's eyes were still staring at Lance unconsciously, and it was still roaring with anger.

But Lance never tolerated it, so he kicked the dog again, causing it to roll in the snow, and the roar instantly turned into a whimper.

Barking in front of me? That's because it hasn't eaten enough dragon fruit and blueberries. If you can't tame it, I can cook it!

Lance approached and began to touch the dog's head to do desensitization training. No animal can stand it if you rub it too much.

Beating is not the purpose, the purpose is to tame it and contribute to Hamlet.

"Quack! The boss knocked the mad dog to the ground..."

"What are you yelling?"

Boudica's voice came out, and she was seen shouting excitedly, and then she was glanced at by Lance, and she instantly became honest, and ran up with Figs with a silly smile.

"Hehe, what are you doing, boss?"

"I'll give you a task. Come and beat it every day. Just don't kill it. Beat it until it obeys.

This tough one is for you to practice. Learn how to train a dog from William. Otherwise, you won't know how to raise a wolf."

Lance was too lazy to beat a dog every day. Anyway, Boudica was like a street urchin with nothing to do all day. Find her something to do, otherwise she will get drunk again.

"Okay!"

Boudica didn't expect so much. It was rare that the lord agreed to her fighting. She just saw this mad dog. It looked very durable.

My fists are thirsty!

"Woof!"

Suddenly, Figes barked and kept circling around the mad dog. It turned out that when Lance turned back to talk to Boudica, the mad dog, which had recovered from a short breath, wanted to attack again.

Then Lance caught her and pressed her into the snow pile, and he did not forget to teach Boudica, "When you see her stretching her legs, pull her up. If she faints, punch her chest twice. Don't suffocate her."

He demonstrated it to Boudica once, and then continued to stroke her.

"William said she is very insecure, because where she lives, there are only enemies and food, and it is difficult for her to understand anything other than these two concepts.

So you have to let her know that there is a third situation besides this. When she is exhausted, you can stroke her, which means you will not hurt her, but you must be careful of this guy, because she grew up eating people and craves human blood."

Lance was not simply stroking her fur, but launching the reconstruction of her flesh and blood to eliminate her injuries. After all, he was not really trying to kill her.

The mad dog had probably never been touched since she was a child, and was very sensitive. She might be too proud to let go, and kept wanting to turn around and bite people, but it was obviously impossible.

That guy Boudica also grabbed the snow beside him and threw it at the open mouth of the dog, laughing at the mad dog's embarrassed look.

Lance cured the mad dog, but threw it out with his backhand. Sure enough, he was stunned for a moment after landing, but he quickly realized and continued to attack relentlessly.

"Boudica, come on!"

Lance didn't do anything, but shouted.

Boudica faced the mad dog without any need for words. She grabbed the dog's head with both hands, raised it and threw it hard. The mad dog who just thought he was getting better was immediately hit hard. After all, Boudica was not able to restrain his strength like Lance.

But a mad dog is a mad dog. He got up and fought again. Boudica seemed unwilling to end the fight just like that, just like toying with the dog.

Figus seemed to be infected by the battle and began to bark excitedly. He kept running around the battle scene and seemed to want to go up and take a bite.

William came over with dog food before Boudica took action. He was a little speechless when he saw this scene. The lord was a bit hardcore in training the dog and led my girl...

Boudica suppressed the mad dog, grabbed the back of the neck with one hand, and then straddled it like a bullfight. The more it resisted Boudica, the more excited it became, and it was a great time.

The battle ended with Boudica winning without a doubt. The mad dog was beaten harder than before and ate the dragon fruit until it couldn't bear it. If it hadn't awakened its extraordinary power, its physique would be as strong as that of a large animal like an ordinary liger. Otherwise, it would have been able to survive. Can't live.

I turned around and was fed blueberries by Boudica a few more times. At first I couldn't grasp it and I almost suffocated it to death. After a few times, I got used to it.

Even if you let it go now, it will still lie on the ground panting like a dead dog, but its eyes are still full of anger and madness.

It's just that this guy's mind seems to be single-threaded, and his target has become Boudica, who seems to have forgotten Lance and doesn't look at him at all.

"What are you looking at!"

Boudica slapped the dog on the head. If he can't beat the boss, why can't he beat you?

Now she knows why the boss likes to knock her, and she feels quite happy.

"Okay, now feed it, don't waste it."

Lance motioned to William to teach Boudica a lesson. The reason why Boudica was fed after being beaten was because he was afraid of vomiting and wasting food. This was not allowed.

"Simple violence may be able to make it surrender, but if you want it to be obedient, you must give some rewards during control to enhance obedience."

Although William will sometimes intimidate or suppress the dog through strength, under normal circumstances, it is more about observing the target's condition, understanding its situation, and then using both kindness and power.

As she spoke, she used Figus to demonstrate in front of Boudica and the mad dog she was holding down. She simply stretched out her hand, circulated these instructions, and fed one after each one was completed.

Figgus, the dog translator, kept barking calmly at the mad dog, as if telling it what it should do.

"This is easy, leave it to me." Boudica agreed, took the bag of dog food, raised her hand and slapped the dog on the head.

"Open your mouth..." (End of chapter)