I! Cleaner!-Chapter 410 - 350: Night Raid (Part 1)

Late night, western Louther Arcade.

Unlike Redwood Avenue, which was dubbed the "noble district" by the residents of the Capital City and is home to many old noble estates, the western region of Louther Arcade, known as the "wealthy district," was also populated by many nobles, but rarely featured large estates.

As Louther Arcade was completed nearly a hundred years after Redwood Avenue, the Capital City no longer allowed land to be allocated for large estates. Additionally, most residents here were new nobility who rose through commerce, with much less political clout compared to the old nobility, resulting in a continual reduction in housing standards.

Owning several luxurious and exquisitely decorated townhouses here was considered "top-tier" within the "wealthy district." If such a residence had a moderately sized garden, its owner was often an influential figure in the political scene of the Capital City.

However, this rule was not absolute.

Even though the comprehensive construction of Louther Arcade occurred late, it was originally not barren land. Several older noble estates were incorporated into Louther Arcade, and the Verdant Feather Estate of the Cuckoo family was one such inclusion.

...

Strange, what exactly did the Marquis of Cuckoo aim to gain?

As Leon stepped onto the originally white but now deep yellow paving stones, eroded by centuries of rain, arriving near the entrance of the Verdant Feather Estate, he stared distantly at the opulent structure hidden amidst the forest foliage and couldn’t help but furrow his brows slightly.

Frankly, although Bao Hua Manor had a larger area, the estate before him wasn’t much smaller.

Moreover, the detailed engravings on the facades of the main building, the scattered marble statues in the garden, and the ornate patterns on the outer porch crafted by a master, all made the Verdant Feather Estate far more resplendent than the simple style of Bao Hua Manor.

*So, have they gone mad? Abandoning their few-hundred-year-old house to seize Senior Emma’s estate that’s been abandoned for six years?*

Filled with confusion, Leon emerged from the pitch-black night into the light outside the estate’s gate, stepping into the range of the night sentry’s vision, and gently opened his mouth.

"Meow~"

"Who is it?!"

Upon seeing a somewhat blurred silhouette approach, the guard on duty immediately became alert, instinctively wanting to call out his resting companion in the duty room to question the person’s identity and why they would approach the Verdant Feather Estate alone at night.

However, at that moment, perhaps due to an excessive drop of oil within the lamp, the streetlight above suddenly flared up, turning the formerly soft night light glaringly bright, causing the sentry to squint involuntarily.

As he tried blinking his eyes and continued to look towards the figure, he found it was not a person but a cat with something hanging around its neck.

*Strange... How could I have mistaken a cat for a human? The size difference is enormous.*

Staring at the small cat, puzzled, he scrutinized it over and over, but no matter how he looked, it was only a short-legged cat with fluffy long hair, showing no sign of transforming into a catwoman. The sentry of the Cuckoo family had no choice but to hush at it and then retreated back to his original position, puzzled. However...

"MEOW!!!"

With a cat’s furious cry, the gray and white cat turned into a blur of motion and dashed right in front of the sentry, quite savagely crashing him to the ground.

*Did I... just get knocked down by a cat?*

Before the stunned sentry could come to terms with this absurd situation, the small, short-legged cat used his chest as a stepping stone, leaping through the open window into the duty room.

Inside the duty room, the doorman responsible for the register only managed a shriek before falling silent, and the other two night shift guards, after a muffled grunt, fell silent as well.

???

Shocked by the unusual quiet from the duty room, the struggling sentry rushed over to take a look, finding himself utterly stunned at the sight; the three inside were already lying around in disarray.

The entire duty room was dotted with tiny cat prints, the strange little cat had vanished without a trace, yet there was a barely perceptible breathing sound coming from the back of his neck...

"MEOW!!!"

...

"Well done."

Leon whispered, catching the blurry small cat, scratching its chin with a finger, then gently flicked the small red fork hanging from his chest.

Accompanied by a dreamlike melody of pleasant chiming, the blurred gray and white cat vanished, leaving behind a key etched with a cuckoo pattern in Leon’s palm.

*Sorry, I’m not too familiar with this thing* *yet*, *so I might have been a bit heavy-handed* *but* *now you guys can enjoy an early clock-off.*

Apologizing silently to the terrified and unconscious sentry, Leon dragged him through the window into the duty room, then used the key found by the dream cat to unlock the already locked door in front of him, and boldly entered the Cuckoo family’s estate.

The "Nightmare Invader," crafted by his third generation grandfather using the weapon of the Lord of Lustful Dreams as the core material, had an extremely covert activation method. freёnovelkiss-com

As long as any form of "interaction" occurred with him, the target’s soul would be agitated, and the Dreamrealm’s power would briefly intervene in reality using his soul as a stepping stone.

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