Chapter 41: Enough Talk! Tonight, This Perverted Demon King Is Going Down!

“Alright, that’s enough walking for today.”

Lilia chased her own tail for the third time, spinning until the world blurred and everything doubled before her eyes.

Lucia put away the Memory Crystal and tugged on the leash.

Under the terrified gaze of the servants, she dragged Lilia out of the Back Garden.

On the way back to her room, Lilia’s mind was blank.

Her legs were weak, as if she was stepping on clouds.

The Bell on her neck still rang.

Each chime reminded her — that public execution just now was real.

The door closed.

Lilia’s legs gave out and she collapsed onto the carpet.

Her face buried in the long fur, unmoving.

Her fingers unconsciously dug into the carpet, nails sinking into the fibers.

The spot on her butt that had been hit still burned.

Grass stuck to her knees, and the skin stung from the scrape.

Her throat was dry — she’d screamed too loudly earlier.

All her dignity in this life was gone.

No, wait.

She sat up abruptly, silver hair messily sticking to her face.

It wasn’t just gone.

It had been recorded!

That perverted Demon King could pull out the Memory Crystal anytime and replay her humiliation over and over!

It could even…

A scene suddenly popped into Lilia’s mind:

Lucia sitting on the throne, a row of High Command of the Demon Race standing below.

The Memory Crystal projecting a giant image.

In the image, she was wearing that damned White Dress.

Crawling on all fours, chasing a spot of light, meowing.

“Ahhhhh!”

Lilia clutched her head and rolled on the carpet.

No, no, no!

Just imagining that scene was enough to drive her crazy!

She got up from the floor, cat ears twitching furiously in anger.

This humiliation cannot go unavenged!

But how to take revenge?

A head-on fight?

Her pitiful Fireball Spell was nothing more than a toy water gun in front of Lucia.

Poison?

That woman was the embodiment of law itself—what poison could affect her?

Lilia paced back and forth in the room, her tail lashing irritably.

She needed an ultimate weapon.

A way to make Lucia taste the deepest shame, too!

Her eyes swept over the nightstand and landed on the black Succubus Handbook.

Right.

This was something Lilith had given her.

She’d only skimmed it before. Maybe there was some hidden trick inside?

Lilia grabbed the book and flipped through it quickly.

Seductive gaze, hypnotic voice, body fragrance blending, mental suggestion, soul resonance…

It made her dizzy.

But these were all too advanced.

With her current level, she couldn’t use them at all.

And all these techniques aimed to make the target “fall in love” with you.

Completely unrelated to her goal of revenge.

Lilia deflated a little but kept turning pages.

Her fingers brushed past one after another.

Just as she was about to give up—

On the last page of the book, a few lines of blood-red text jumped out at her.

“Forbidden Chapter: When all seduction fails, revert to the most primitive physical means to reach deep into the soul and leave an indelible mark.”

“Below is the introduction of an ultimate body art secret from another world, called ‘Millennium Kill.'”

Lilia froze.

Millennium Kill?

This name…

She suddenly remembered!

Wasn’t this the move from a comedy anime on Earth in her past life?

Both hands pressed together, index and middle fingers aligned, then—using all your strength—stabbed at the enemy from behind…

Her cheeks burned.

This technique was way too indecent!

But still…

An uncontrollable image rose in her mind:

The lofty Demon King Your Majesty, successfully ambushed from behind by her.

Then leaping up, clutching her butt, face red, shocked and furious—

…

“Pfft.”

Lilia couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.

Yes!

This was it!

This move was a godly revenge skill tailor-made for her!

First, it’s humiliating enough.

An attack from the body’s most vulnerable spot, that kind of soul-shattering shock would definitely break through even the coldest Demon King facade!

Second, it’s unexpected.

Lucia would never imagine she’d use such a primitive, crude, and totally unreasonable attack.

It went beyond the logic of a world of swords and magic.

Most importantly—

This move required no magic at all!

Just speed, strength, and a heart bold enough to court death!

Lilia hugged the Succubus Handbook tightly to her chest.

Lilith onee-sama, you’re truly my savior!

“Alright! It’s decided! Meow!”

She clenched her fists and began formulating her battle plan.

First, timing.

She had to strike when Lucia was most relaxed and least guarded.

Without a doubt—

During sleep!

From her observations these days, even as Demon King, Lucia still retained the habit of sleep.

And when she slept, she slept deeply.

At least every night when Lilia woke up, she saw Lucia lying beside her, breathing steadily, unmoving.

This was the perfect opportunity!

Next, positioning.

She needed to silently move behind Lucia.

A bit tricky.

The bed was too big, and if she moved, the Bell on her neck would ring.

She had to figure out how to silence the Bell.

Lilia looked down at the collar around her neck.

She could wrap the Bell in cloth strips to muffle the sound.

Perfect!

Finally, execution.

She needed to focus all her strength on her pressed fingertips.

Then, in a flash, strike with swift, precise, and ruthless force!

The more Lilia thought, the more excited she became.

She jumped off the bed and started practicing in the room.

Both hands pressed together.

Index and middle fingers aligned.

She thrust toward the air.

“Hey! Hah!”

She whispered her own sound effects, leaning forward into an attack stance.

“Millennium Kill! Meow!”

Her fingers stabbed straight ahead into the empty air.

Not strong enough.

She stepped back two paces and adjusted her stance.

This time, a running start!

Lilia took a deep breath and dashed forward—

“Knock, knock.”

A knock sounded at the door.

Her movement froze.

She stood in a shameful pose: lunging forward, both hands pressed together in a thrust.

“Miss, it’s dinner time.”

It was Lilith’s voice.

“C…Come in, meow…”

Lilia hurriedly dropped her hands and ran to sit in a chair, pretending nothing had happened.

Lilith pushed the door open, holding dinner.

She glanced around the room, pausing on Lilia for a second.

“Miss, why is your face so red?”

“Hot, meow!”

Lilia grabbed the nearest excuse.

“It’s stuffy in here, meow!”

Lilith didn’t ask further and set dinner on the table.

Roast chicken, stewed meat, vegetable salad, creamy soup, fruit platter…

The aroma filled the room.

Lilia stared at the food, suddenly ravenous.

She needed to eat!

Eat until she was full!

Then gather her strength for tonight’s ultimate revenge!

“Lilith onee-sama, will Master be back late tonight? Meow?”

She asked as casually as she could.

Lilith was arranging the utensils. At the question, her hand paused.

“Your Majesty will return to the room a bit earlier than usual tonight.”

She turned around, violet eyes meeting Lilia’s.

“Around ten o’clock.”

“Why do you ask, Miss?”

“N-Nothing, meow!”

Lilia quickly bowed her head and shoveled rice into her mouth.

“Just curious, meow!”

Lilith didn’t press further and left the room.

As the door closed, Lilia breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten o’clock.

Three hours left.

She poked at the food on her plate, mentally rehearsing her plan over and over.

Sneak into bed, approach the target, launch the attack—

All in one go!

Lucia, just you wait!

Tonight is your doomsday!