Chapter 42: Wuu… Stop Hitting Me, I Was Wrong, Meow!

Lilia lay on the bed, her body stiff and straight.

The spot next to her was empty.

Lucia hadn’t returned yet.

She was waiting.

Waiting for that perverted Demon King to come back and sleep, waiting for her to fall asleep, and then—

Heh.

Hehehe.

She had practiced the Millennium Kill thrust on her pillow over a hundred times.

Fast, precise, ruthless, a single hit.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Her eyelids started to fight each other.

Lilia pinched her thigh hard.

Ouch!

But it worked—the drowsiness faded.

Success or failure rested on this one move. She couldn’t fall apart at the crucial moment!

“Click.”

The door lock turned.

Lilia’s heart jumped. She immediately closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, and pretended to sleep.

Footsteps drew nearer, stopping at the bedside.

Someone was looking at her.

She didn’t move a muscle, even controlling her tail not to twitch.

The mattress sank on the other side.

Lucia got on the bed.

A cool, faint fragrance drifted over.

Lilia’s heartbeat sped up.

It’s here!

She heard Lucia remove her outer robe and lie down.

The black blanket was lifted, then settled back.

So quiet, not a single unnecessary sound.

Lilia continued to feign sleep.

No rush.

She had to wait until Lucia was fully asleep.

She perked her ears, listening carefully to the sounds beside her.

At first, there was steady breathing.

Gradually, the breathing grew softer and longer.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

After half an hour, the breathing was so faint it was almost inaudible.

She should… be asleep now, right?

Lilia cracked her eyes open a sliver.

By the faint light, she saw Lucia lying on her side, back facing her.

Black hair spread across the pillow, the sleep robe’s strap slipping, revealing half of a smooth, white shoulder.

Her sleeping posture was completely defenseless.

Now!

Lilia’s heart pounded wildly.

She slowly sat up from the bed.

Her movements were light and silent.

First, deal with the bell.

She tore a small piece of lace from her skirt and carefully wrapped it around the Golden Bell, tying a tight knot.

Good, the sound problem was solved.

Next, move.

She crawled soundlessly across the bed, using both hands and feet.

From the edge, she approached the sleeping figure.

Closer.

And closer.

She could even smell the faint fragrance in Lucia’s hair.

Lilia stopped, steadying her breath.

Success or failure depended on this moment!

She raised her hands, palms together in front of her chest.

She pressed her index and middle fingers together, forming that classic pose.

Target locked.

That perfectly shaped, round, upturned—

Her cheeks reddened uncontrollably.

No! This was the crucial moment for revenge; she couldn’t think about this now!

She poured all her strength into her fingertips.

This strike carried all the humiliation, anger, and frustration she had endured since arriving in this world!

This strike would overturn the order between Mistress and servant, rewriting her tragic fate!

This strike was named—

Secret Technique: Millennium Kill!

Lilia roared in her heart.

Her body turned into a bolt of white lightning, stabbing toward the defenseless target!

Fast!

Her fingertips cut through the air with a whoosh!

Only three inches from the target!

Two inches!

One inch!

She was about to succeed!

She could already imagine Lucia’s earth-shattering scream in the next second!

However—

Just as her fingertips were about to touch that forbidden land, a hand appeared out of nowhere.

Cold, and filled with absolute strength.

It casually gripped her wrist.

Time stopped.

Lilia froze mid-thrust, her whole body stiff in midair.

Her fingertips were less than a millimeter from the target.

But she couldn’t move any further.

All her strength, all her hopes, all her plans for revenge—

Were effortlessly crushed by that hand.

How… could this be…

Lilia raised her head stiffly.

She met a pair of eyes.

Blood-red, gleaming dangerously in the darkness, and completely alert.

Lucia hadn’t been asleep at all.

She had been waiting.

Waiting for the little mouse who walked right into her trap.

“So you wanted to sneak attack me from behind.”

Lucia’s voice sounded in the silent bedroom.

Cold, yet tinged with amusement.

Lilia felt a chill run through her body.

It’s over.

Completely over.

She’d been caught red-handed.

“My little Assassin—”

Lucia’s other hand lifted, her fingertip tracing lightly across Lilia’s frozen cheek.

“Tell me, how should a Pet who tries to murder her Mistress be punished?”

Lilia’s mind completely crashed.

She remained in her humiliating attack posture.

Her wrist was gripped tightly by Lucia, unable to move.

Instead of the soft sensation she’d imagined, her fingertips felt only the coldness of Lucia’s palm.

The sneak attack had failed.

She’d been caught on the spot.

It was over.

Those two words echoed endlessly in Lilia’s mind.

“I… I…”

She opened her mouth to explain, but her tongue was tied.

Should she say she was sleepwalking?

Or claim she was giving a massage?

Even a three-year-old wouldn’t believe such nonsense.

“What is this move called?”

Lucia’s voice was emotionless.

But the grip on her wrist tightened further.

“It… it has no name, nya—”

Lilia’s voice trembled violently.

“Just an ordinary massage technique, nya! It’s good for the body, nya!”

She was still making her last, futile struggle.

“Is that so?”

Lucia’s other hand reached out.

She pinched Lilia’s chin, forcing her to look up and meet her gaze.

“Then what massage style uses this pose?”

“And the ‘Millennium Kill’ you muttered—what is that?”

Lilia’s face went deathly pale.

She… she called out the move’s name just now?

No, she was sure she shouted it only in her mind!

Could this perverted Demon King even read her thoughts?!

“It seems you have quite a few little secrets.”

Lucia released her chin, twisting her wrist.

The world spun.

In the next moment, Lilia was flipped over completely.

Face down, sprawled across Lucia’s thigh.

This posture—

Lilia’s mind buzzed blankly.

“Wait! What are you doing? Nya!”

She struggled in terror, flailing her limbs.

But Lucia’s thigh held her firmly in place.

“Didn’t you want to use this move on me?”

Lucia’s voice came from above, cold yet laced with laughter.

“Since you like it so much, I’ll let you experience it yourself.”

Experience?

Experience what?

Before Lilia could react, a hand lifted her skirt.

Then that troublesome lace lingerie was pulled down to her knees.

“No! Don’t! Nya!”

Lilia finally realized what Lucia intended.

She was going to use the ‘Millennium Kill’ on her!

This devil! This pervert!

“No! Please! I was wrong! Nya!”

Lilia panicked completely, begging desperately, tears streaming down.

She could accept being spanked.

She could accept being locked up, or even being taken out on a leash.

But the ‘Millennium Kill’—

Such ultimate humiliation was absolutely unbearable!

“Now you know you were wrong?”

Lucia spoke near her ear.

“Too late.”

Lilia let out a desperate scream, her body trembling violently with terror and shame.

She closed her eyes, waiting for that devastating blow to land.

However…

This suspended fear was more tormenting than a direct attack.

Lilia lay across Lucia’s leg, not daring to move, even forgetting to breathe.

“It seems you have a deep psychological shadow about this move.”

Lucia spoke again, understanding in her voice.

“In that case…”

Lilia was just about to sigh in relief when she heard Lucia’s voice turn even more dangerous.

“Let’s switch to a punishment method you’re more familiar with.”

More familiar…

Lilia’s heart leaped into her throat again.

The next second—

Though equally humiliating.

Compared to the terrifying ‘Millennium Kill’ just now…

Lilia buried her face into Lucia’s thigh, letting out a muffled, tearful wail.

She wasn’t sure if it was from pain or relief at surviving the ordeal.

“What? Do you like this?”

Lucia noticed her emotional shift, a teasing note in her voice.

“I don’t! Nya!”

Lilia protested immediately.

Tears streamed down Lilia’s face.

“Now you know pain?”

“You…”

Lilia just started to speak.

“Ah! Why are you still hitting! Nya!”

Lilia completely broke down.

“Didn’t you say you’d switch sides! Nya!”

“Who said that?”

Lucia laughed.

“It’s only fair to do both sides.”

Lilia gave up resisting completely.