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"Master Overseer, there's another one here!"
The female slave shouted loudly, her voice filled with panic.
Tyr had never encountered such a situation before and was momentarily flustered.
"Quick, quick, quick, go notify the Lord!"
Sweat quickly formed on Tyr's forehead.
Because he didn't know what was happening, he wasn't sure if it would be contagious.
The female slave didn't move, staring blankly at Tyr.
"What are you standing around for? Go notify the Lord!"
Tyr reiterated, his voice rising several octaves due to tension.
"Master Tyr, should we really tell the Lord about this?"
The female slave asked hesitantly.
"Or should we just strangle them and throw them away?"
The female slave muttered softly, "After all, each litter of rabbits produces a lot, missing one or two and the Lord won't notice, we can just pretend they never existed..."
Tyr slowly turned his head, fixing his gaze on the female slave.
