I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1020 - 939: Leon’s Weakness

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Strange... Could I be wrong?

Unaware that the director was harshly interrogating the little black cat to help him, Leon was crouching with a puppy in the [Mirror World], watching the security officer full of suspicious points for a long time, yet found no anomalies on him, making him uncertain.

Is it possible he wasn't under the control of the Ophidian director, deliberately approaching and divulging information to me, but rather is genuinely just a loquacious good-natured person? Was I overthinking before?

Watching the security officer tied to the punishment post, trembling all over and awaiting the executioner to step forward, Leon, still feeling something was off, tried a couple more strategies to probe, but still received no response.

The only change in the security officer was when the executioner, holding a blood-stained whip, walked towards him with a cold face, suddenly there was a large wet patch between his legs.

Seems like it can't be hidden anymore...

Glancing towards the brass gear direction and noticing Leon's gaze hadn't shifted, the Ophidian director, feeling a slight toothache, couldn't help but click his tongue.

The anomalous item No. 039 [Parasitic Oak] brought by Olivia could perfectly hide herself and him, but the premise of this concealment was the stability of the host's "flesh."

The security officer was about to undergo whipping, and as his body bled from the lashings, the [Parasitic Oak] hidden within his back's bloodstream would certainly be affected, unfurling a large tattoo-like root system.

By then, Leon, spying from within the Mirror World, would definitely react upon seeing the spread of the Parasitic Oak's roots, realizing Olivia and his whereabouts, rendering further hiding meaningless.

'Sigh... Let's go.'

Just as the Ophidian director sighed annoyed, preparing to leave directly from the [Parasitic Oak]'s fruit, the red-haired director inside another fruit raised a hand to stop him, giving the same warning for the third time.

'Don't move!'

'???'

The Ophidian director was taken aback by the words, then in confusion, asked:

'Why stop me? This guy is about to get whipped, eventually, we'll be exposed anyway. Why not go directly now...'

'As long as you stay still, we definitely won't be exposed.'

'Huh?'

'Just watch.'

After being pressed down by the red-haired director, the baffled Ophidian director sat back down cross-legged, preparing to see what else Olivia could do.

Yet, the moment he sat back, the metal buckle on the security officer's belt flickered slightly, and a furry sheep tail lazily "walked" out, swaying and attaching to the security officer's butt.

"Hmm…"

At the moment [Secret Tail] took position successfully, the executioner raising his whip paused slightly, standing confounded for a while before walking past the terror-stricken security officer towards another punishment post.

'What is this?'

'This is Leon's anomalous item.'

Glancing at the security officer's rear, at the sheep tail seemingly dead and unwilling to move, the red-haired director chuckled softly and explained:

'This thing comes from a near-god-level great demon with the ability to immediately erase its own presence, making the user directly ignored by people, just now...'

'I get this part!'

The Ophidian director grumbled:

'You know I wasn't asking about this! I want to know why he's doing this!'

'Because he's kind~'

After a glance at the Ophidian director, shaking with a good mood, the red-haired director replied with a smile:

'Although Leon's methods are... grand, he is essentially a soft-hearted person, not fond of seeing innocent people suffer because of him.

From what I know about him, if there's still a choice, Leon won't bear to watch this person being whipped to injury, he'll certainly save him before the whip falls.'

'...'

Tch... Womanly compassion!

Watching the hand emerging from the belt buckle "mirror," untying the security officer's ropes, the Ophidian director couldn't help but purse his lips.

If only this kid could be ruthless, letting this security officer endure through a series of whippings before rescuing, he could've certainly discovered Olivia and me hiding. But... huh!

After shaking his head slightly, the Ophidian director turned towards the red-haired director, squinting in inquiry:

'Aren't you on good terms with him? So easily revealing his weaknesses to me? Aren't you afraid I'll use this against him?'

'...'

Are you truly that clueless...?

After hearing the Ophidian director's question, the red-haired director glanced at him with slight disdain.

Not to mention the life-saving anomalous items on Leon, just his status as a partial ruler of the world, dying once is no different from off-duty and going home, even if his soul is utterly shattered, he might crawl back up from the Cliff of the End in thirty to fifty years.

Moreover, I already told you, after discovering the connection between low fever and hair color, Leon would definitely seek an audience with Lord Taurus for information, guess if he would ask for items to restrain you once he knows? I suspect he even asked for items to restrain me.

Furthermore, though Leon is rather tender-hearted, when needed, he isn't frail, he's capable of being ruthless at crucial moments, definitely not indecisive.

If you really use this so-called "weakness" against him, upon realizing he can't save both sides, likely he'd wipe out both "robbers" and "hostages" and then go to the Realm of the Dead to fetch a gun forged by Lord Emma, sitting on Cliff of the End to pick off heads one by one...

In short, it's best you stop thinking this way! Given your limited brain capacity, what do you plan to use to contend with my Leon?

'...'

There's a feeling... as though Olivia might be thinking something very rude.

Feeling a prick from the red-haired director's disdainful gaze, with his ears slightly red, the Ophidian director stood up, stubbornly arguing:

'I admit! He is stronger than I previously expected, but this doesn't prove as you said, that he has the potential to change the entire world!'

See, getting worked up again.

Understanding the temper of this "old friend" of his, the red-haired director blinked but didn't press further, instead nodding steadily:

'You're right, these recent events only prove Leon is a cautious and good person, insufficient to showcase his capabilities, requiring more observation.

I've been stopping you from exposing yourself just to ensure our bet continues... Hurry! Make him cry! If he doesn't cry soon, it'll be too late!'