TYPnovel Chapter 84 : Reward Me a Little
Chapter 84 : Reward Me a Little
Chapter 84: Reward Me a Little
Batori instantly shut her mouth.
Her body lowered even further.
Trembling.
But Lilia clearly saw that twisted smile at the corner of her lips stretching almost to her ears.
This one was beyond saving.
Completely beyond saving.
Lilia took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the urge to turn around and run.
In that case—
She would go along with the situation.
After all, Hera’s mission was to “deal with” Batori.
Since she couldn’t be dealt with physically, then she’d control her mentally.
“Since you know you’re a maggot.”
Lilia kept a cold face, looking down at her from above, her tone carrying a trace of the arrogance she had learned from Hera.
“Then speak honestly.”
“The ledger, the private troops, and the ‘goods’ that fat man mentioned.”
“Miss a single word…”
Lilia deliberately paused, her gaze sweeping over Batori before settling on that face full of anticipation.
“I’ll throw you into a pool full of slimes.”
“The kind that are sticky, feel no pain, and only slowly digest.”
“You should know what a boring way to die that is, right?”
This move worked immediately.
Batori’s face turned deathly pale.
For someone who pursued extreme pain and humiliation, that kind of dull, aesthetic-less death was true hell.
“N-no!”
“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”
“I only beg you… don’t abandon me!”
Batori spoke rapidly, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.
“The ledger is inside that fat man’s stomach! It’s a specially-made storage space!”
“The private troops are hidden in the No. 3 abandoned mine. There’s an entrance to an underground dungeon there!”
“As for the ‘goods’…”
At this point, Batori paused, glancing up at Lilia as if observing her expression.
“Those human slaves will be transported to the border tonight and handed over to a contact there.”
“This is the will of… that lord above.”
Above?
Which lord?
Something wasn’t right.
Lilia frowned tightly.
As expected, things weren’t that simple.
This wasn’t just corruption—this was rebellion.
And it involved human trafficking and external forces.
If this wasn’t handled properly, it would shake the entire Demon Realm.
Lilia kicked aside the rubble blocking her path and turned toward the door.
“Take out the ledger.”
“Now.”
Batori immediately sprang up from the ground.
“Yes! Master!”
“Trash.”
Lilia watched this scene, her emotions complicated.
What even was this situation?
She had only wanted to be a low-profile slacker.
How did she end up inexplicably acquiring a high-tier demon as a lackey?
And one that could go into heat at any moment, no less.
“Um…”
In the corridor, Lilia couldn’t help but ask quietly.
“That kneel just now… was that some kind of skill activation?”
Like some “guaranteed disarm with bare hands” kind of setting?
Batori looked confused.
“No.”
“I was simply… captivated by your charm.”
She stared at Lilia’s back, her gaze almost melting.
“The way you hit people is truly beautiful.”
Lilia stumbled, nearly rolling down the stairs.
This job was impossible.
Truly.
She had to get a raise.
Double.
“Puchi—”
A teeth-gritting tearing sound echoed through the drafty room.
Like tearing apart a fully cooked roast chicken with bare hands.
Lilia couldn’t hold it in—her stomach churned violently, sour bile rushing to her throat.
She covered her mouth tightly, forcibly swallowing the nausea back down.
She hadn’t even used a knife.
Accompanied by the squelching sound of viscous liquid being squeezed—
The visual impact was too strong. It was practically mental contamination.
Lilia really wanted to gouge out her own eyes.
Couldn’t you be a little hygienic? Have some basic decency?
This was what they called a storage space?
What kind of person installs a storage space in their stomach?! You have to dissect yourself just to take something out?!
“Found it!”
Batori shouted excitedly, her voice carrying a kind of sick delight.
She suddenly pulled her hand out.
Bringing with it a splash of red-and-white mosaic-like substances.
In that grease- and blood-covered hand, she held a thick black notebook wrapped in unknown creature leather.
Batori didn’t care about the filth covering her hands at all.
She turned around and crawled toward Lilia on her knees, that face—still not fully recovered from Lilia’s punch—wearing a proud, eager-to-be-praised smile.
Combined with the blood covering her face and hands—
It was more horrifying than any ghost story.
“Master! This is what you wanted!”
She raised the notebook, still dripping with unknown liquid, high in both hands and offered it to Lilia.
The posture was like a golden retriever bringing back a frisbee, its tail practically wagging off.
Lilia instinctively took a step back.
If she could, she would retreat back into the womb.
This was too filthy!
How was she supposed to take it?
If she took it, could these gloves still be used? Could her hands still be saved?
Seeing the disgust in Lilia’s eyes, Batori didn’t feel discouraged—instead, her eyes lit up even more.
She seemed to have misunderstood something.
“Ah… I’m a clumsy piece of trash.”
Batori muttered in a low voice, her tone rapid.
“To use something so filthy and stain the master’s eyes.”
“I have sinned.”
“I deserve to die.”
As she muttered neurotically, she lifted the hem of her already tattered high-end silk shirt.
Without caring that it cost thousands of gold coins per yard.
She even stuck out her tongue.
Under Lilia’s horrified gaze, she began cleaning the ledger.
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Lilia felt her scalp go numb, goosebumps covering her body.
This scene was too much—she really couldn’t look at it.
“Use cloth! Use cloth to wipe it!”
Lilia pointed at the curtain not far away, her voice slightly distorted.
Batori paused, clicking her tongue in slight disappointment, as if she felt this method lacked soul.
But the master’s orders were absolute.
She obediently crawled over, tore down the curtain, wrapped the black notebook in it, and wiped it carefully—inside and out—three times.
After confirming that even the faintest trace of blood smell had been covered—
She crawled back again, holding the ledger up with both hands, humbly presenting it.
Lilia extended two fingers, like she was pinching a grenade about to explode, and carefully took the ledger.
Heavy.
Cold to the touch.
Just as Lilia was about to sigh in relief—
Batori suddenly slammed her head against the ground with a dull “thud.”
“Master.”
“Please punish me.”
Lilia’s hand trembled, the ledger nearly dropping to the ground.
Again?
Not over yet?!
Batori lay prostrate on the ground, her shoulders shaking, her voice trembling with suppressed excitement.
“I actually tried to use these filthy hands that touched a corpse’s organs… to touch your noble gloves.”
“This is an unforgivable sin.”
“Please look at me like I’m trash, curse me harshly! It would be best if you could kick me again and break a few of my ribs!”
“I beg you!”
Lilia looked at this twisted creature at her feet.
The CPU in her brain ran wildly.
This script had gone way beyond the syllabus.