Endangered animals line up in court as cameras around the world watch.
The eagle owl, the marten, the sandpiper, etc. each forcefully explain why their species must survive.
Why must humans invest so heavily in their survival? Only one in ten species can survive.
The jury is us, the people watching the trial.
The interrogation is fierce, and the animals' defense is elegant.
Who should we choose? This book explores the future posed by human indifference to Earth's inhabitants and the loss of biodiversity, prompting us to consider the shape of a new alliance for coexistence.
This is a powerful fable that conveys the meaning of the word 'tame' from 'The Little Prince' in the language of science.

Three days later, the president sent this official tweet to the nation:
“Unless the country goes bankrupt, there is no way to save all of our animal friends.
But I love all animals.
To prove this, we grant animals the right to defend themselves before human courts.
Next Monday, everything will unfold before your eyes! You, and you alone, will decide the fate of the animals.” This trial would settle everything.

--- p.10

The judge is embarrassed: The civet is no longer considered a pest, but a 'species that is easily damaged.'
For that reason, governors may allow you to be hunted with traps.
All year round.
However, as you mentioned, the traps must be removed every morning according to regulations to prevent damage to the carcasses.
Damby: What a truly humanitarian act! You no longer have the right to hunt me for my fur.
That's a blessing in disguise.
It's true that customs have changed, and fur is being worn less and less, so my fur is not popular anymore.
That's a very good thing.
Mink fur continues to sell and mine doesn't, but that's because you failed to commercialize me.

--- pp.33~34

Trosh: Well done, Mr. Notebar.
People know very well that they have to choose between pretty butterflies and pesticides.
It might hurt a little, but I'll still choose pesticide.
If we don't do that, there will be a famine.
We're educating the public, Mr. Notebar.
It's public education!
--- p.151

Fox: Do you know what position I hold on the widely known "Red List"? Judge: I read it from this document a moment ago.
You are classified as LC class.
It means 'least concern'.
In Korean, it means 'least interest'.
So what I'm saying is that you are not threatened, you are not vulnerable, you are not in serious danger.
Rather, your species is widespread and numerous.
Fox: Do you know where humans fit into that list? Judge: Well, humans aren't on it! Fox: No, they are.
Humans are on the 'red list'.
And the grades are the same.
This is the minimum interest level.
We're in the same boat, Your Honor.

--- pp.162~163

Don't single out a handful of species from among us to be one with humans, don't single out dogs, cats, horses, but cherish and love all of them.
Please eat us too.
What could possibly go wrong?
We are not offended that you take your share of the food from among us.
We eat each other too.
And some, like snakes, bears, and tigers, sometimes attack you.
However, most of them do not target, threaten, or attack humans.
It is you who hunt us down and drag us to the slaughterhouse.

--- p.188

You invented language.
The ultimate goal of language is to silence the sounds made by weapons.
During this trial you lent us language, and now we will forget it.
We will be silent again.
It will return to the cries and songs, to the shrill sounds and the twittering, to the bleating of deer and the cawing of magpies, to the bleating of sheep and the chattering of birds, to the cackling and the grunting.
In a word, in our own language.
We will return to our tunnels and shelters, to the sky and the branches, to the rivers and the cave floors.
It's your turn to speak.
We will be waiting.
And the animals go home.

--- p.193