I! Cleaner!

I knew it…

Watching the Serpent Bearer Director, completely submerged by the blazing white Holy Oil, thrashing wildly in the fruit like a rat fallen into a vat of oil, the Red-Haired Director, who had been silently observing the whole time, couldn't help but sigh, then turned his head away, unable to bear to watch.

You really are… Clearly your brain doesn't work well, yet you insist on trying to outsmart people… If only you could change your bad habit of using your brain so much, you wouldn't have caused so much trouble!

However, just as the Red-Haired Director shook his head, preparing to use the [Parasitic Mistletoe] to shake the Serpent Bearer Director out, Lyon's confused voice came from outside.

"What's going on with him?"

Using his Authority to poke at the Serpent Bearer Director's mind, only to be splashed with Holy Oil, Lyon frowned and took two steps back, then asked:

"Director? Are you in there? What's going on with him? Do we need to take action?"

?!?!?!!

Hearing Lyon's question, the Serpent Bearer Director, thrashing in the Holy Oil, widened his eyes abruptly, then looked at the Red-Haired Director with a mixture of shock and anger, rebuking him with eyes full of indignation:

"You… Glug glug glug…"

"Don't overthink it."

Looking at the Serpent Bearer Director, who was choking on Holy Oil and rolling his eyes, the Red-Haired Director, who knew him well, explained helplessly:

"I didn't conspire with Lyon to trick you. My intention was just to let you meet him, to see how a truly capable person does things, so you would quickly give up your absurd plan.

Who would have thought you would insist on being clever, thinking you understood the mortal realm better than him, not only bringing him into the Depths Sanctuary, but even actively offering yourself up… This really isn't my fault."

"I don't believe it… Glug glug… You… Glug glug… Scheming… Glug glug… It must be a setup… Glug glug… Treacherous!"

"…"

Alright, then the pure you can stay here and drink, and the treacherous me will go out first.

Looking at the Serpent Bearer Director, whose mouth was stuffed with Holy Oil, the Red-Haired Director couldn't help but shake his head, proactively breaking open the [Parasitic Mistletoe] and drilling out of the fruit, then asked curiously:

"Lyon, my mind shouldn't have leaked, right? How did you guess I was here too?"

"Because of your anomaly."

Curiously looking at the Red-Haired… Director's snow-white hair, Lyon took out his personal notebook from the Mirror World, flipping to the last page to show it.

"Before deciding to come and find you, I asked Lord Taurus for all the information on you and that Serpent Bearer Director, especially all your main combat anomalies."

Looking at the several anomalies circled on the notebook, the Red-Haired Director pondered for a moment, then asked uncertainly:

"It wouldn't be because of my [Blessing in Disguise], would it?"

"Correct."

Nodding slightly, Lyon winked and said:

"According to Lord Taurus, every time you cause a major disaster, you gain an equal amount of good luck, bringing you one step closer to your current goal, so you must constantly cause trouble to achieve your goal.

But according to the situation Prince Vernon told me on the way, it's been a while since you last caused trouble, so you must have already achieved your goal, or at least gotten close to it.

And your purpose in coming to the Kingdom of Kalein must be related to the Serpent Bearer Director and his plan from back then, and you must have contact with him, so the possibility of you being beside him is very high."

"…"

So that's how it is…

"Also, there was something wrong with what that security guard said earlier."

Still not quite used to the Red-Haired Director's "newly dyed" hair, Lyon couldn't help but stare at her hair, then complained speechlessly:

"That security guard said he had a younger sister in poor health, and a younger brother in school, and the whole family was relying on his salary… Your setup is too targeted, basically all aimed at me. How stupid would I have to be not to realize there was something wrong with him? Even choosing just one would have been fine!"

"This isn't my problem."

The Red-Haired Director's expression faltered upon hearing this, and she said helplessly:

"At the time, the Serpent Bearer was about to be exposed, so I told him to quickly think of a way to play the victim, to see if he could fool you, and I even gave him three examples that might soften your heart, meaning he should choose one from them.

Who knew his mouth was so fast? I only said half a sentence, and before I could tell him to choose one of the three, he directly took all three examples and used them together… Forget it, let's not mention him."

Grabbing the fainted Prince Vernon, taking the oily [Parasitic Mistletoe] out of his body, the Red-Haired Director couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at the Serpent Bearer Director still soaking in Holy Oil in the fruit.

"Little Lyon~"

Using that somewhat "sticky" and flirtatious tone that had been absent for a long time, she called out Lyon's name, then the Red-Haired Director, who seemed to be in a very good mood, shook the oily fruit in her hand, then said with a smile:

"Thank you this time~ If you hadn't performed so well, I really wouldn't have been able to win my bet with him."

Looking at Lyon with eyes full of appreciation, the Red-Haired Director said with a smile:

"Since he stubbornly refuses to believe what I say, then let's make a bet~

If your performance fails to convince him, then I will have to help him promote his plan and deal with the Cleansing Bureau; but if you do it, and let him see the hope of completely changing the mortal realm, then he will have to agree to one thing for me."

"…"

Good heavens… You two actually used me as a stake…

Speechlessly looking at the smiling Director in front of him, Lyon couldn't help but ask:

"Director, you deliberately hid it from me, and came to the Kingdom of Kalein alone. Your purpose isn't just to make a bet with him, is it?"

"Of course not~"

Reaching out to flick the oily fruit, looking at the Serpent Bearer Director inside, who was gulping down Holy Oil while desperately cursing himself with his eyes, the Red-Haired Director looked up at Lyon, blinking her big eyes and begging:

"Good Lyon~ Can you please help me and say something to him?"

"What words?"

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"Just say I am your closest partner, and what I am doing can also make the mortal realm better, so he must cooperate with me, or something like that~"

"Okay."

After thinking for a moment, Lyon nodded and agreed to the Red-Haired Director's request, but did not speak immediately, but instead set a condition:

"But in exchange, you must tell me, this time, what exactly…"

"About Emma, does that Queen Veronica know?"

"?!?!?!!"

Looking at Lyon, whose expression suddenly tightened, the Red-Haired Director said with a smile:

"If that Queen Veronica discovers that there is another devoted person waiting for her husband, and that her ownership of her husband can only last until…"

"You are my closest partner! What you are doing can also make the mortal realm better! He must cooperate with you!"

"Hehe~ I just like your understanding nature~ Mwah~"

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"Stop with that!"

Turning his head away from the flying kiss thrown by the Red-Haired Director, Lyon said with a dark face:

"Don't think you can just fool me like that! I… What's that noise?"

"The noise of me causing trouble~"

Listening to the violent shattering sound gradually rising in his ears, the Red-Haired Director smiled and shook the fruit in her hand.

"This Depths Sanctuary is maintained by the [Holy Oil], and the Serpent Bearer, he really trusts you too much, trusting you to the point of emptying the Depths Sanctuary's savings of over six thousand years for you. This place is about to collapse."

"…"

"By the way."

Flipping her wrist and putting away the fruit, the Red-Haired Director raised her hand with a smile and pointed to the dome above the Depths Sanctuary.

"The tradition of the West Kalein Kingdom is cremation. The ashes of all my ancestors for six thousand years are now placed on those upper floors. Remember to save a few jars later~"

"?!?!?!!"

What do you mean "I" remember to save a few jars? What about you? What are you going to do?

Looking at the Red-Haired Director's smiling appearance, Lyon suddenly reacted, and immediately reached out to grab her. The Red-Haired Director, who was grabbed by him, shook twice like a reflection in the lake, instantly turning into Prince Vernon with a face full of terror.

At the same time, the ancient dome of the Depths Sanctuary shattered with a bang, and the floors above it collapsed together, with tens of thousands of small jars mixed with broken floorboards and bricks falling down like raindrops.

In the shocked gazes of Lyon and Prince Vernon, those white small jars tilted, collided, and shattered in mid-air… finally turning into a dense and thick white snow curtain, fluttering down with a rustling sound.