Just as Siegfried was consumed by rage and determined to go all out, the middle-aged soldier said something that nearly made him lose his mind.
The middle-aged soldier asked, "Or do you think we haven't taken good care of you?"
"So at your school, th-this, this, this is called good care?" Siegfried pointed at the furnishings in the cell.
The middle-aged soldier calmly replied, "I am blind, I can't see."
"Then this?" Siegfried pointed at the yet-to-be confiscated tableware and asked sarcastically, "You're giving me this pig slop to eat?"
"Pig slop?" The middle-aged officer looked puzzled and asked the young officer, "What's going on?"
The one-legged young officer glanced at Siegfried and replied with some grievance, "The food given to him is all from the instructor's kitchen, how can it be pig slop?! Perhaps people from the north can't get used to our Paratu cuisine!"
