But history always shows the best side of civilization, and no one will notice these poor people, and the aristocracy will not treat them as human beings.

The nobles and lords and knights, including Tyrion, no one paid attention to the lives of the people at the bottom, they only focused on their own games and those who could touch the circle of nobility.

Including Yi Huan, they never look at the poor people at the bottom as life, their thin bodies, rickety backs, and ragged clothes, all of which represent only sacrificial items, providing food and flesh and blood that can be pressed.

The lives of the poor are low.

However, in the eyes of the werewolves, there are different changes, the poor people at the bottom, the commoners who barely have enough to eat, and the lords and nobles on top, they have all become equal, because for the werewolves, they are all delicious food.

The raindrops of beans hit the window, the torrential rain mixed with the howling wind poured into the house, and the daughter who slept next to the husband and wife was curled up by the cold, and then woke up with a sneez.

It's not so much another room of the room as a small piece of space cut through the house with dilapidated wooden planks.

It was a family of three, with a small inner room and an even smaller vestibule outside, with a small fire lit in the antechamber, a barrel table and clay pots, and a bed in the inner room, which was all the furnishings.

As for the girl's room, it was just a tall wooden board inserted next to the couple's bed. Separate the three of them will do. No matter what the couple does. Or what the girl does, you can see it clearly.

But even if the couple rolls the sheets at night, the girl doesn't care, and there are many families in the village who live like this, not to mention those who have more children.

They could not afford to build bigger houses, and the houses that were already built were crowded together, and many times the children who could just climb were nearby, but these poor couples were there to create more brothers and sisters for her.

In this day and age. Food is the most critical, followed by population, no one will care about these things, and there are not so many conditions, it would be good to be able to eat.

The cold wind poured into the leaky window, and the quilt on the girl's body could not resist it at all, or it was called rags, which could also be seen as clothes used to cover shame during the day, not only thin, but also with several large holes in it. Just like the clothes on the girl's body, only the lower half of the body has a very short apron. And the upper body is completely naked.

It is evident from the environment of the family that their lives were quite modest, and it was true, that the three of them toiled in the fields every day, the two women had to work in the workshop occasionally, and the men had to go out hunting, so that they could barely eat a mouthful of food by paying the taxes to the lords and nobles.

The aristocracy of ice and fire does not have too harsh taxes, so these taxes that have almost squeezed all the blood and sweat of the lower classes are just the most ordinary, after all, they haven't been directly plundered, right, so compared to the old Europe of the original world, the taxes here are really good.

So don't talk about things like well-fitting clothes, being able to eat, among the poor at the bottom, it is already a fairly high standard of living, and the difference between the poor and the civilians in the city, is absolutely worlds apart.

The most valuable things in this family are probably hunting knives and homemade wooden bows, both of which are used for hunting, and also for eating and self-preservation, and the men's clothes are very ragged, let alone women.

Usually the woman and her daughter are almost naked and working outside, and this rag seems to be something that is used to cover during the day, and it doesn't matter, anyway, everyone is like that.

But even if this is the case, absolutely, absolutely, there will never be a nobleman who will come to the countryside to hunt for beauty.

Food scarcity and chronic malnutrition, as well as exposure to wind and sun and disease, as well as habits that have no concept of personal hygiene at all, have made these people at the bottom ...... Not human-like at all.

The commoners in King's Landing will look better, on the surface they don't look much different from the nobles, at most they are different in clothes, but when you come to the slums of King's Landing, as well as the gathering place of the outcasts, you will find yourself in a world of monsters after nuclear radiation.

Emaciation and deformity, rampant disease and spreading hunger are the most common theme songs here, and everyone looks thinner than the other, weaker than the other, thin bodies, and boneless bones, full of a postmodern slimming beauty, or numbness.

The girl's eye sockets were deeply sunken, which was malnourished for a long time, her flesh was clinging to the bones, the ribs between her chest and back could play a dance, and her mother was no better, with thick joints and a rickety body, which looked like a movable skeleton of bones, opaque.

The only one of the three who was better was the father, and as the only male, only by keeping his body in place could he ensure a source of food for the family, which was a must.

The girl who was awakened by the cold and leaking rain sat up in a daze, the reason why she couldn't eat sugar made her blood pressure out of balance, "Come and mend the roof." Seeing her get up, the busy woman said.

The girl answered, and the rag fell from her uncurved chest to her lap, and she looked up to help her mother scoop water against the straw.

But probably the reason for being half-asleep, she seems to see a pair of eyes glowing yellow in the window, full of bloodlust and cruelty.

Startled, the girl rubbed her eyes and looked closely.

The blurred vision gradually cleared, and then her body trembled.

The girl wanted to scream, but the screams were like being choked in her throat, and she couldn't scream, she trembled, and her hands and body shook as if she had been electrocuted.

"What are you doing sitting, waiting for the water to drown you!" The woman yelled impatiently, urging the girl sitting on the board.

It seemed that her mother's voice woke her up, and the girl staggered and fell to the ground, "Click! With a bang, the girl's fragile bones seemed to be broken, and she desperately crawled backwards with a horrified expression on her face.

"Ahh Blame...... Monster!! The screams that had been choked in her throat finally broke out of the cocoon, and the girl crawled into the room with difficulty, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down her head.

Her father leaned out of the roof and couldn't see the room, and her mother only saw her fall to the ground, not understanding what was happening, "What monster?" She asked, with a hint of impatience.

The answer to the question did not need to be answered by the girl, a black shadow with a bloody wind and bloodlust smashed the fragile wooden house to pieces, and the huge figure of the werewolf broke through the wall from the night outside, and it stepped on the girl's body, and then let out a roar full of death.

"Roar!!" (To be continued......) R1292