Devil Slave (Satan system)



"Hahaha!!!" Basit laughed loudly, "it would seem like I won this round."

Cuban frowned, "Basit, you cheated."

"Cheated!? If it is the Devil pill you are talking about, I'll advice that you please remember the bet rules. This is a Gladiator fight, and the participants were all of the same class, or have you forgotten? Anything applies!"

Basit forked tongue went out in the air, flaring to his gloating over Cuban.

Just then, a confrontation pulled their attention.

It was between Lenny and D455.

D455 chuckled lowly, "are you threatening me?"

Lenny raised a surprise brow at him, "threaten!? I don't threaten dead men."

Those words made D455 very angry. After all, the Devil's pill was still active. 

Like the Devils, D455 was going to take advantage of any opportunity to cause chaos.

*Boom!*

D455 immediately rushed for Lenny, bringing a powerful punch right for his face.

In the state D455 was in right now, no one in the D class was supposed to be able to match his speed or strength.

In fact, many had thought that Lenny was going to become like D800.

However, what happened next shocked them all.

*Wush!* 

Lenny's legs whistled through the air, giving D455 an incredible round house kick.

The force of Lenny's kick made D455 spin five times in the air.

*Bam!* D455 fell on the ground. His head was abnormally facing his back.

"Huh!?" 

Although this was not an official fight, the Arena masters had been too bothered about their bet and their stock had entered a fight.

However, the result of this fight looked to be far more interesting.

After all, Lenny had just beaten D455 that had been enhanced by Chaos magic with one move.

However, D455 surprisingly stood from the ground.

*Crack!* 

He fixed his head back into place.

Lenny raised a brow at this.

D455 chuckled, "did that surprise you? That's another thing about Devil's pill. If you cannot destroy the heart," he chuckled, "then I keep coming back."

"Really, you don't say," Lenny had a slight smile at one corner of his lips.

For him, things were becoming more interesting.

Just then, Basit's eyes seemed to glow. He turned to Cuban, "it seems like our stock has heated romance. What do you think, double or nothing!?"

Cuban frowned. He did not want to do this. After all, he had already lost a hundred half born females and a hundred normal human females to Basit. 

This was a very terrible loss. It would take several months before he could recover such a financial loss.

It was true that Lenny's current performance was impressive, but that was not exactly enough for him to risk.

Besides, there was also the fact that he knew that Lenny had just gotten into the D class.

It did not make logical sense to make such a bet.

However Lenny's chuckle could be heard

 It was cocky and full of pride and scorn.

"Double!? You want me to fight for only double? That's too small. Why don't you make it more interesting. Five hundred half born females and five hundred and five hundred normal females."

"Huh!?" Every gasped that those numbers. There was also the surprising fact that Lenny just talked back to a Arena master.

However, he has done it in front of his master. Therefore protection was guaranteed.

Even Basut froze when he heard those numbers.

He looked Lenny like he was seeing a nagging child, pleading for it's mother's attention.

"Hahahaha!!!" Basit could not help but laugh wildly.

However, Lenny was not yet done.

"I will even let you choose a gladiator from any other class to join the mix. Any Gladiator regardless of class."

This time around, Lady Hanger burst into laughter with Basit.

Cuban suddenly felt very embarrassed by this.

His stock was speaking out of turn.

As far as he was concerned, If he participated in that bet, he was definitely going to go broke for the longest time.

Cuban was just about to order the Magistri to discipline Lenny when he noticed the side smile on the Magistri's face.

That smile actually made him pause a bit.

Demons were very observant creatures. Just like Basit had done, demons knew when and how to quickly take advantage of opportunities or correct situations that would not favor them.

Ideally, from the moment Lenny opened his mouth to talk, the Magistri as his care taker supposed to have rushed over to him to discipline him.

However, the Magistri did no such thing. Instead he looked as if he was enjoying a show.

The loyalty the Magistri had to Cuban was one tied by blood.

If Cuban were to go down, the Magistri would suffer it.

In this light, it was only natural for the Magistri to want the success of his master.

Which meant that he was supposed to have done something by now about Lenny's sharp mouth.

Unless of course...

The Magistri suddenly exchanged eye contact with Cuban, his smile got wider.

They was no body that knew the gladiators more than their caretaker.

And Cuban had known the magistri long enough for him to understand that look. 

It was one of cockiness.

Cuban looked once more at Lenny, and then at the Magistri.

His mind seemed to get enlightened as his understanding of the matter broadened.

Cuban turned to Basit, and then he mentioned words that made even Lady Hanger think that he was crazy.

"Of course, why not? Five hundred half born females and five hundred normal human females."

"HUH!?"

Even the gladiators were well aware of what those numbers meant. 

Those were very crazy numbers.

In other words, this was a very crazy bet.

Lady Hanger tried to persuade Cuban, advicing him to back off.

However, Badit immediately jumped at the offer.

His snake tongue waggled in the air to his excitement.

Around the same time, other Arena masters were arriving.

They too had heard this bet and got really interested in the results.

Apart from them, the host that had invited them all for this event had silently arrived, watching from out of sight how things would play out....