Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 469 Plot Against Lenny

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This mission statement made Lenny's brows twitch.

After all, he had to admit to himself that he did not know what it fundamentally constituted to be a leader.

He had tried leading a group only recently, and it ended up being a disaster.

And now, a task for him to teach another person has popped up.

Lenny felt that the task description was a bit comical and brought a laugh to his face as he had the incompetence to lead as one would expect.

Then again, the reward was actually an alleviation of the punishment he was suffering from.

In the last fight, the necessity of magic points could not have been overemphasized.

After all, he was now in a foreign land with enemies from any possible direction he could think of. He did not know what would happen, but magic points were definitely needed.

Since it was so, then he was going to do it. A sadistic smile appeared on his face.

After all, Lenny's definition of a 'good' leader was very different from most.

Lenny waved his hand and handed Victor a knife.

"Take this you'll need it..." 

However, Victor pushed it away.

"That won't be necessary, let me talk with them. I am sure that there is a perfectly good explanation for what is going on."

Victor took a pity look at Dali, who was now a dead mess on the ground, and then he stepped forward towards the mass of people advancing.

Moses stepped forward to stop him. "Young master, don't do this. Those people will..."

"Shush!" Lenny held Moses mouth, "Let him learn for himself."

Moses turned to Lenny in anger, however, he did not try to stop Victor again.

"Mr. Egg, Mrs. Fanta, what is going on? Why are..."

A knife was suddenly thrown at him that barely missed his eyes but marked his cheeks.

The man who threw it chuckled a bit. "You brat. The name is Mr. Eglian. You never got it right."

Victor was taken back by this, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know..."

"Of course you don't know. You don't know shit from piss. All day in your fancy castle houses, and then you come here to give us scraps, and we have to smile at you. But no more. Mr. Matin is now the new chief of these parts. And he gives us plenty of food. Better than any sh*t you ever gave.

And right now, he is paying a lot for the body parts of an Alpha's child. Just like he did for your grandma's."

Mr. Eglian chuckled, bringing his knives forward.

The others also chuckled, and Victor gasped in realization.

These people, who had always been kind to him and his family, were responsible for the death of his grandmother.

In their eyes, Victor could see that they did not see him as a person.

That warm smile they gave him and the time they played with him were all gone, washed down the drain like it was never there, and replaced by a look that made it seem as if they were not looking at a person but a big bowl of food.

Mr. Eglian leaped for him as he brought his blade forth in a stabbing motion.

Victor instinctively rolled over to dodge the first hit and then the second, but Mr. Eglian was surprisingly too fast.

His blade, which resided high in the air, came down right for Victor's throat.

It was at this point that Lenny instantly released his killing intent into the environment, and every person, man or woman, paused.

At first, it was their blades that fell to the ground, and then their knees followed.

All of them fell to the ground, convulsing.

Victor backed away, kicking the ground as he hastily stood to his feet.

Lenny patted his shoulder, an action that made the young man jump in panic.

"Next time, you will have to save yourself." Lenny turned and walked away in a particular direction.

Victor continued to look at Lenny, "Where are you going?"

"Where do you think to find this, Mr. Matin?"

"Huh!?" 

Lenny turned to Moses and Victor, "So are you guys coming or not?"

They both looked at each other and then followed after him.

...

Meanwhile, at the same time, Lady Vinegar opened her eyes as she stood up from the bed.

She stretched a bit, curving her alluring body.

One look at her expression, and it was easy to see that Vine had taken over the body.

She waved her hand, and a rune appeared in thin air.

It shimmered a bit in a purple light as it floated in the air. "Father!" She called out.

"Yes, my precious!" Momoa answered from the other side. "Are you having your fun?"

"Yes, father," she replied, "but more than that, you will not believe where I am or who I have found."

"Hmmm, and who might that be?"

"It's a person you have been searching for, and he seems to be living the life here," she stroked the rough sheets of the bed gently.

"Really!?"

...

In yet another place, Perseus and Sam made out aggressively as she pushed him into the room.

This was supposed to have been a date, but after Perseus had washed up with the anti-pepper solution for the sun's uncle and came out to meet her, she pulled him to her apartment. Unable to hold back herself at the sight of him, she rushed him with kisses, and naturally, he reciprocated the attention.

After all, the tension between the two of them was already there.

This was not the old world. In the post-apocalypse, attraction was tested out by bumping uglies together.

After a while, both of them lay on the bed, side by side, sweating profusely in the nude.

"That was..."

"Epic!?" She finished his sentence for him.

Perseus shook his head. "It was not bad, but any more and I would have broken you."

Those words were not an exaggeration.

Perseus was a gladiator, their kind of intercourse was more chaotic than usual.

He really went easy on her.

She smiled. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure?"

"Why do you follow Lenny Tales? We both know he is good for nothing..."