Chapter 49: Mission Complete? Demon King: Phase Two!

Lilia held the Light Plunger in her hand, her entire face burning red.

Broom.

She was thinking of a broom!

Noble, elegant, the kind full of magical aura!

And the result?

A plunger?!

“Miss……”

Lilith was silent for a long time.

“Do you have some… special understanding of the ‘Concept of Cleanliness’?”

Her voice trembled.

“I don’t, meow!”

Lilia fluffed up.

“It changed by itself, meow! I don’t know why either, meow!”

She tried to use her mind to turn the thing back into an ordinary Light Sphere.

No use.

The plunger was so steady it was terrifying, completely unmoved.

“Maybe…”

Lilith stared at the thing for a long time.

“This form aligns more closely with your subconscious perception.”

“Magic Energy chose the most efficient method.”

Lilia understood.

This woman was making fun of her.

Absolutely making fun of her.

“Who cares, meow!”

She gave up, holding up the plunger.

“As long as it works, meow!”

Imitating Lilith, she wrapped the thing in Spirit Force and shoved it forward.

“Go, meow!”

“Whoosh—”

The Light Plunger flew out with a tail, sticking firmly to a mass of black slime.

“Pa!”

Then—

The slime began to swirl inward.

Centered on the plunger, a small vortex formed.

“Zzzzzzz—”

It spun faster and faster, those disgusting things dissolving cleanly in the rotation.

In less than ten seconds, a basin-sized area was sparkling clean!

The efficiency was a hundred times higher than that tiny Light Sphere from earlier!

Lilia’s jaw nearly dropped.

This…

This is way too powerful?!

She looked down at her own hand.

Could she really be a once-in-a-millennium… plunger magic genius?

“Miss.”

Lilith walked over.

“This form is very effective.”

“Continue.”

“Okay, meow!”

Lilia’s motivation exploded.

She sat down again, closing her eyes to gather Magic Energy.

This time, she thought directly of a plunger.

In less than half a minute, an even brighter Light Plunger appeared in her palm.

Now she was a professional!

“Go, meow!”

Another plunger flew out, beginning to efficiently “unclog” the slime.

Lilia was completely hooked.

Exhaustion?

Humiliation?

Nonexistent.

Right now, her mind was filled with only one thing—

Making plungers!

Fire!

Clean!

One after another, Light Plungers were born from her hand, flying into that black ocean.

Her Spirit Force became more refined under extreme use.

Her control of Magic Energy shifted from clumsy to smooth.

At first she could only make one at a time.

Later, she could make two.

Then—

Both hands flew, ten fingers moving—she was practically a conveyor belt factory.

“Meow hahaha!”

Lilia laughed aloud.

“I’m a genius, meow!”

Lilith stood beside her, not moving anymore.

She just watched.

Watched that small figure go from clumsy to skilled.

From weeping to fully focused.

Even… enjoying herself.

The Head Maid clenched her fingers.

This little one’s growth speed was terrifying.

Her Spirit Force devoured knowledge, refining her skills.

And her mindset…

Clearly being punished, doing the most disgusting hard labor.

Yet she could find joy in it, bursting with astonishing enthusiasm.

This temperament—how many renowned Archmages could compare?

Just where did Your Majesty find this monster?

Time passed.

Lilia entered a complete “flow” state.

Her mind was filled only with plungers.

All kinds of plungers.

Single-headed, double-headed, with propellers, self-destructing…

She began to frantically “magically modify” the basic form.

For example, the latest developed “Chain Lightning Plunger.”

A plunger would fly out, attach to the slime, and instantly split into seven or eight mini-plungers, bouncing in all directions to clean.

Efficiency doubled instantly!

“I really am a genius, meow!”

Lilia laughed, hands on her hips.

She was no longer being punished.

This was an ultra high-freedom Tower Defense Game.

She was the Strongest Tower Designer!

“Miss.”

Lilith’s voice pulled her back to reality.

“Your Spirit Force is nearly depleted.”

“Ah, meow?”

Lilia froze.

A stabbing pain shot through her brain, her vision went dark.

Her strength was instantly drained.

Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air.

“No more, meow…”

She looked up.

Nearly half the black slime ocean had been cleared.

But the rest still stretched endlessly.

She didn’t even have the strength to move a finger.

Lilith handed over a silver flask.

Lilia unscrewed the lid, and a sweet, pure scent drifted out.

She gulped down several big mouthfuls.

The cool liquid slid down her throat.

A surge of pure energy spread to every corner of her body.

Her dried-up Spirit Force was infused with a spring, rapidly recovering.

The fatigue vanished.

“What is this, meow?”

Lilia stared at the flask in shock.

This was stronger than a stimulant!

“Moonwell Water, diluted a thousandfold.”

Lilith replied.

“It quickly restores Spirit Force, but you can’t drink too much.”

Moonwell?

That was the spring in the Demon King’s back garden, directly connected to the Moon Goddess’s divine realm.

A single drop was worth a fortune.

This perverted Demon King actually used it as a sports drink?

“Lilith-neesan, you drink too, meow!”

Lilia handed the flask over.

Lilith shook her head.

“My Spirit Force can still hold.”

She looked into the distance.

“Miss, we must hurry.”

“Dawn is near.”

Lilia’s heart tightened.

She got up from the ground.

After drinking “divine water,” she could make ten thousand plungers!

“Charge, meow!”

She shouted, throwing herself once more into the great cleaning mission.

When the last bit of black slime was dissolved by a Light Plunger with a “zzt” sound—

Lilia collapsed face-up on the white floor with a thud.

She was so tired even her tail couldn’t lift.

But looking at the pure white space she had “saved,” a sense of accomplishment like never before flooded her.

“We… did it, meow…”

She panted to Lilith.

“Yes, Miss.”

Lilith’s face also showed exhaustion.

“We did.”

At that moment—

Lucia appeared in the center of the space.

Black silk nightgown, a faintly mocking smile on her face.

She looked around at the spotless floor.

“Not bad.”

She walked to Lilia, looking down at the little one lying on the ground.

“It seems my Pet learns quickly.”

Lilia was too exhausted to even complain, expressing her indignation with her eyes.

“Then, as a reward for completing the task ahead of schedule—”

Lucia raised a dangerous arc.

“I’ve decided—”

Lilia’s heart leapt into her throat.

A reward?

Nothing good ever came from this pervert’s rewards!

“To move your game to the second stage.”

Lucia snapped her fingers.

A massive opening split the pure white ceiling.

Torrents of slime, thicker, more disgusting, and in every color, poured down!