Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 464 Reward in bed (Bonus chapter)

Just then, Lenny heard a voice in his ear, even though there was no one around.

"So you took the deal, HUH!?"

Lenny instantly knew it was Duncan.

"Oh, really, I didn't notice!" Lenny answered sarcastically.

Duncan's laughter reached his ears. "Good! You have a nice sense of humor. It means that you won't bore me out. Training starts at the rise of the morning sun, two days from now."

"Where!" Lenny asked.

"Oh, don't worry about that, I'll pick you up!"

Lenny nodded. However, he looked at the cigar in his mouth.

"Hey! Could you help me a little?"

Instantly, the cigar butt was ignited.

Lenny took a drag in and out of his lungs, enjoying the flavor.

"Damn, Father Black really knows the good stuff," he commented.

He sat up right once more and waved his hand, sending the corpse of Rhino head into his storage unit.

It was at this time that he saw Lady Vinegar approaching.

From the broad smile on her face, he could tell that Gar was the one in charge.

Instantly, she shamelessly jumped on his body.

And then she gave him a deep kiss on the lips, so aggressively that she bit into them.

"Hmmm! You taste very yummy. Whose blood is this?"

She asked, obviously referring to the reminant taste of Primordial Beast blood she had gotten from his lips.

Lenny gave a side smile as he instantly activated 'Appraiser' on her.

Lady Vinegar was a deep-level demon.

The things he saw made his eyes widen in shock.

Her stats were very crazy, whether they were abilities or even magic power.

Also, she was at the peak of the deep demon realm.

Meaning that she was a rank 6 deep demon being.

All her stats, including the fact that she had multiple personalities, appeared before him.

Surprisingly, each personality had its own stats and incredible abilities.

This made Lenny very curious. After all, the tag did not say 'dual personalities'.

However, to the best of his knowledge, it was just two.

Also, it meant that each personality could not use the abilities of the other.

This was very fascinating knowledge.

Lenny tried to see more, but he could not see a third.

For some reason, even Appraiser could not see any deeper.

Although he could now see her stats, Lenny secretly wished that he had not peeked at them.

After all, he could now see how strong she was.

As she sat on his legs, acting all lovey-dovey, Lenny could not help but feel like he was an ant carrying a mountain lion.

Back then, Lady Vinegar had stopped a rank-one hell beast with just one foot.

Lenny could now tell that she was being merciful.

This also allowed him to understand the difference in strength between him and others such as Duncan, Clawed, and the worst of them all, Momoa.

Lenny was practically nonexistent when it came to such a level of strength.

For many, this would discourage them, but Lenny salivated at the idea of getting stronger.

He suddenly felt excited to test his new level of strength.

Unfortunately, there was no one around for him to test his strength on, and the Alpha Selection Tournament battles do not start until yet another week.

Lenny suddenly looked at Vinegar, and he licked his lips.

"You said something about a reward earlier. Do you want to Fuck!"

Gar yelped in excitement as she sank a hug into him, already kissing him.

"Wait! Wait!! Not here, let's get back first."

At a faraway building, a figure looked in his direction as Gar molested him in public.

This was Morgana.

"I have found you, my love!" She whispered before pink dust floated about her body and she disappeared.

As she did, Lenny's eyes looked in that direction.

He frowned a bit, but decided to let it go.

At yet another corner, Curtin watched the happenings below.

A servant suddenly rushed up to him, "Young master Curtin, the Iron Back Werewolves are waiting for you."

Curtin nodded. "Good. Tell them I'll be there in a bit. For the mean time, entertain them with some wine and women."

The servant bowed as he turned around and left.

Victor came out of the plaza with Moses by his side, he too had seen how the battle unfolded.

He smiled at Lenny with a thumbs up.

Lenny smiled back at him.

But he had different thoughts in his head.

That night, when they went back to the suite that had been arranged for them, Lenny had another battle with Gar.

Even though his strength had greatly increased, it was a terrible loss on his side.

She pinned him down throughout the entire period, taking the privilege of riding him to the peak of her satisfaction and pleasure.

She did not stop until he was completely drained of strength, nearly fainting on the bed.

....

The rise of the morning sun through the opened window as the golden rays filled the room was an encouragement for Lenny to open his eyes.

By his side was Gar in all the beauty of her luring nakedness, displayed in a carnally inviting position.

If he had not gotten more than enough of his fill the night before, he would not mind mounting her again.

However, a proverb popped up in his head.

'Let the sleepy dogs lie.'

Waking Gar up from her sleep for another round was akin to disturbing a sleeping lion.

Lenny stood up gently from the bed, putting his assassin skills to use so that he did not disturb her sleep.

He was still sore all over his body, and the claw marks from her digging into his flesh were still healing.

The room, although fixed after their first bout, was once again in ruins.

Lenny waved his hands for a fresh set of clothes.

Proceeding down the stairs, he was met with a sight that surprised him.

There were all manner of gifts stacked up in one corner.

Appraiser was activated as the value of all these things was filtered through his eyes...

(Author's note: So please try to note some key things in this arch of the story. Nothing in this arch or in this city of milk and honey is as it seems. Trust me, nothing is as it seems...)