I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1113 - 1026: The Goat Reaches the Peak

'You've worked hard... hang in there!'

After managing to control the black goat, which was continuously exuding a strange fragrance from being "attended" alternately by two teams of succubi, Leon encouraged it through their mental connection:

'To show off before a demon, you must first endure the hardship!'

'To climb the high mountains, you must start from the lowly places; to put on a grand act, you must seek among the suffering!'

'No more! We don't want to seek anymore!'

After enduring a full round of mutton massage, seeing those damned succubi coming with needles again, the black goat couldn't help but let out a silent howl:

'We're not acting anymore! We're not acting anymore!'

'Look at you, why do you lack so much perseverance?'

After controlling the black goat to keep it from moving, Leon earnestly advised:

'As the saying goes, a sharp sword emerges from grinding, a fragrant goat must come from boiling in a pot! Anything that does not kill you will make you taste better! You have to persist!'

Persist, my foot! Why don't you come and persist for a while? You... Wait! The sayings you just mentioned, aren't their meanings a bit off?

Listening to Leon's increasingly skewed persuasion, the black goat's heart suddenly shivered and, with a flash of insight, quickly questioned:

'Did you do this on purpose? Are you intentionally taking revenge for my silent curses?!'

'Hey~ You're really wronging me here~'

Leon couldn't help but chuckle at the words he heard, then immediately collected himself, looking serious as he explained:

'I've said, a couple of curses from you don't count as anything. I won't retaliate just because you cursed me... Besides, even if I were to retaliate, how could that decide whether the Lust Demon God will have a meal or not?'

'...'

'Moreover, you've held out for a whole week. Surely you're not falling short on this last day?'

After calculating the days in his heart, Leon, smelling the aroma of mutton from both outside and inside, coaxed:

'The succubus head chef said that today is your last round of great sword. Soon you will be served up, just hang in there!'

'We...'

'You've come this far.'

'...'

Faced with this universally effective four-word anti-curse spell that transcends realms, the black goat couldn't help but feel a pang in its heart, recalling its arduous journey, the marinating, pounding, smearing, frying and roasting... finally resigning itself to its fate, quietly allowing the succubus cooks to continue their work.

And when the repetitive sword play that lasted for seven whole days finally ended, the weary-looking succubus head chef took out a fine needle and pricked it into the black goat's polished meat butt, then withdrew it to lick the juice from the needle tip, nodding satisfactorily.

"Perfect... Take it out! The master must be waiting impatiently!"

At last... it's finally over!

Upon hearing the succubus head chef's confirmation, the black goat, which had been brushed with oil and sauce repeatedly over seven days, couldn't help but cry out in relief inside its heart, then was smoothly hoisted onto a special serving platter by two succubi, being transported to its destination.

'See? It's all worth it after all.'

'Worth your mother! Sweet your mother!'

Already not caring if its foul mouth would be held against it, crushed by the immense weight of a sunk cost, the black goat lay in the platter, its mind filled with thoughts of making a break for it when the damn Lust Demon God opens the lid, ready to kick her with all its might!

The humiliation of having its entire tribe treated as food, the hatred from being hunted when escaping the Evil Desire Nest, the resentment against the demon followers lay in ambush upon arrival in the present world, the shame of being forced into explosive escape and later turned into toy and soup ingredient by the red-haired hag...

Damn Lust Demon God, today, it will take back every grievance with a vengeance!!!

With a resentment so thick it nearly congeals into substance, the black goat grits its teeth, lying inside the platter as two teams of succubi carry it out of the kitchen, traversing through long corridors dug into the roots of the Decadent Tree... and then past the Lust Demon God's bedroom.

'???'

'?!?!'

What... could the Lust Demon God not be home?

Realizing the two teams of succubi did not follow the intended route to deliver the black goat to the Lust Demon God's table, both Leon and the black goat were taken aback.

But before they could react, the succubi teams altered their path, bypassing the subterranean bedroom of the Lust Demon God, heading towards the massive canopy of the Decadent Tree.

"Come here!"

With a gentle sweep of her charming gaze, upon seeing her many great-granddaughters carrying the eagerly awaited feast out of the tree palace, the Lust Demon God atop the Decadent Tree's canopy called to the succubi, waving with a floral smile and gesturing toward the grand central table.

"Just place it here. Such a precious delicacy should be shared, not devoured alone. I'll enjoy it with the other few~"

Other few... other few?!?!!?!

Upon hearing the alluring voice outside the platter, the black goat and Leon, hidden within it, both shivered, contemplating a quite deadly possibility. And reality... indeed aligned with their fears.

"What's this? Making such a mystery about it?"

Reaching out her fingers thicker than ten men's embrace, the Furious Demon God briskly snatched the platter from the trembling succubi's hands, lifted the lid, glanced inside, and remarked disinterestedly:

"I thought it was something precious, turns out it's just a... hiss... the aroma..."

"Samael, your hands are truly fast~"

Watching her delightful meal being preemptively opened, the Lust Demon God narrowed her enchanting eyes but then smiled sweetly, her voice charmingly soft: