Iris walked up the stairs to the medical room on the second floor. The demon nurses and doctors all bowed and greeted her, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

She nodded lightly with a faint smile and walked straight to room 209, pushing the door open.

Inside the room, Lanzu was wearing a hospital gown. Her face was pale and without color, with her long hair scattered on the clean pillow, making her exquisite beauty even more radiant.

She looked weak, but her eyes were unusually bright. She seemed to be awake, staring at the door intently, as if waiting for someone.

Iris approached the bedside with light footsteps, picked up the hot porridge from the bedside table, blew on it, took a sip, and said, "Why aren't you drinking this delicious winter mushroom and shrimp porridge? Do you want me to force feed you with a funnel?"

The soft gaze turned icy, and her tone became chilling.

"Iris, you... you are just like Lady Sister, unpredictable and moody." Lanzu slightly raised her head, looking at Iris, her voice weak.

Iris put down the bowl, looking down at Lanzu's frail appearance, and said coldly, "How did you find out my true identity? But it doesn't matter. Even if you know Iris is me, what can you do?"

"That's good." Lanzu smiled faintly. She weakly stood up from the bed and knelt beside Iris, begging, "Iris, as long as you can save Lady Sister, I am willing to do anything, even if it means kneeling or being tortured. She has suffered enough and should not endure any more pain."

Iris coldly looked down at Lanzu kneeling in front of her and said, "Then please show me your sincerity."

Since Lanzu might not know the lyrics, Iris carefully handed her a piece of paper with the lyrics written on it. Lanzu took the paper and sang each word, "I am your resilient puppet, obeying your commands is my honor, my responsibility, conquered by you like this..."

"Clap, clap, clap." Iris applauded continuously, praising, "A very pleasant and beautiful song, a great piece of work."

Overall, Lanzu's singing was average, with not much soul, but Iris found it extremely satisfying, simply because the performer was Lanzu.

"Who would have thought, my aunt... no, now I have no relationship with Lilia, it's more appropriate for me to call you Yi. It's very amusing to see a Martial Angel, one of the Order's underlings, kneeling down to sing for the Demon Emperor for someone who is not even her blood sister."

Hearing this, Lanzu was not affected by Iris' mockery. Her goal was simple, as long as Lady Sister could live, she was willing to be a servant to Iris!

Lanzu's life was given to her by her mother, Yelei. If Yelei hadn't brought her home on that snowy day, there would be no Lanzu. There would be no so-called Martial Angel.

She only wanted to use the power of the Martial Angel to protect her sister and everything her sister cherished.

"I will agree to your conditions, but you will pay for the treatment. Of course, I know you don't have money, so you can serve as my personal maid to offset the debt with your salary. What do you think of this proposal?"

"No problem. As long as I can save Lady Sister, I'll do anything." Lanzu said firmly.

"Very well. You are much more pragmatic than a certain clever man." After speaking, Iris handed Lanzu a black mask with intricate and eerie patterns, vaguely revealing a sense of chilling coldness.

"Showing respect to elders is basic etiquette among the bloodline. I don't want to be criticized by future generations, so you must cover your face." Iris said calmly.

"I understand." Lanzu replied, taking the black mask. "Iris, Lady Iris resides in a dilapidated temple, and her current condition is not optimistic..."

"You don't have to worry about those things. I will fulfill the promise. From now on, don't call me Iris anymore, call me Her Majesty the Queen! I have severed ties with Lilia, and you are not that familiar with me!" Iris said in a flat tone.

"Understood, Your Majesty the Queen." Lanzu respectfully responded. "Your Majesty, can the collar on my neck be removed? Otherwise, I will forever be in a weakened state, even standing becomes difficult."

"I won't remove the collar on your neck. After all, you once brought something similar to me. I spent some time in an environment full of demons, eating demon meat and corpses every day, living in constant fear. Should I remove your collar?" Iris squinted her eyes, her tone indifferent.

"I'm sorry." Lanzu could only apologize, expressing her guilt.

"Take care of yourself and don't starve to skin and bones." Iris said coldly, then turned and left the room.

After Iris left, Lanzu felt some physical strength returning, but she still appeared frail. After a while, Lanzu had returned to the physical condition of a normal vampire, but she still couldn't use magic or any similar abilities.

Evidently, Iris had used magic to weaken the collar's energy absorption.

Lanzu picked up the porridge on the bedside table and drank it mouthful by mouthful, quickly finishing the bowl.

Not long after, a demon nurse entered with a sumptuous meal. She placed the food on the table and said sweetly, "Her Majesty the Queen instructed me to tell you to take care of yourself and then go serve her. Whatever you want to eat, just tell me, I will prepare it for you." The demon nurse smiled.

"Then, can I have another serving of this meal?" Lanzu looked up and asked.

"Wait a moment, I will prepare it for you right away." The nurse said, then turned and left.

Once she was gone, Lanzu started to eat. Eating the delicious food, her mood gradually relaxed.

"Lady Iris, you will definitely recover." Lanzu murmured to herself.

...

At night, the moon hung high in the sky, bright and warm, with stars scattered among it, everything appeared peaceful and quiet. In the dark and gloomy room, a woman was bound to an iron chair, sticky liquid flowed along the chair and dripped onto the floor.

"Mmm..." Leng struggled to move her body, trying to escape, but the iron chains shackled her limbs, making any movement a luxury.

At this moment, she regretted it deeply. If she knew it would come to this, she should have surrendered to the Demon Emperor.

As the sticky liquid flowed again, the faint red light gradually disappeared, and the vibrating buzzing gradually ceased.

The moaning also dissipated.

"Finally, it's over." Leng thought to herself. She was exhausted and on the brink of collapse, and not long after, she fell asleep.

In the late night, Iris walked into the prison, watching Leng sleeping deeply. A playful smile appeared on her face as she said, "You should have rested enough. Let's continue to enjoy the game."

Iris injected magic energy into the pink rectangular object, and a faint red light lit up again. The buzzing sound was louder than before, indicating that Iris had increased the power.

After a moment, a physiological pleasure surged through Leng, causing her to let out a low moan.

However, due to the gag and stockings, the sounds she made were only muffled.

Although Leng was blindfolded, she knew Iris was nearby. She continuously made "mmm" sounds, hoping that Iris would remove the gag.

She knew she was wrong. She shouldn't have betrayed the Demon Emperor. She was truly tired of this kind of pleasure.

Iris also activated the tickling spell on Leng's high heels, causing a tingling sensation to spread all over her body, making her unable to resist.

"Iris, no, my master, I know I was wrong, please spare me," Leng cried in her heart, tears running down her pale cheeks.

With a "click," the door of the cell was closed, indicating that Iris had left.

"Hehe." Iris laughed softly, "Leng, I will make sure you never forget this endless torment of pleasure. This is the price of betraying me."

She was determined to train Leng into an obedient and docile wildcat.

Making a wildcat submit was an interesting thing.