June 12, 1871.
East African Kingdom, First Town, Ruvu Village.
A tragedy is unfolding at the village entrance. If you pass by the Ruvu village entrance at this time, all you can hear is the tear-inducing sound of angry howls.
Today, all the villagers of Ruvu have gathered at the entrance to watch the spectacle. Some who haven't seen such a scene in years are watching with relish, while others who have never witnessed it before are exclaiming in shock.
Especially the European villagers, who have never seen such a scene, feel both shocked and a tightness in their lower bodies, as if they are experiencing it themselves.
"My God, is he really a veterinarian? He looks more like a butcher, and his equipment looks very different from ordinary knives, more like a flattened spoon. Is this some kind of oriental secret technique? Andre." Joris asked his eastern neighbor, who is also the village security captain, Andre.
