Chapter 311: There’s Already a Cat in th
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The next day, a sliver of dawn quietly slipped through the gap in the curtains and spilled across the floor, outlining a petite and lovely figure.

Strands of sunlight fell upon her, as if draping her in a veil of gold.

The girl stretched and loosened her limbs. After a night of sound sleep, Ling looked refreshed and full of spirit. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror and smiled sweetly.

“Today is another day to work hard,” Ling said to herself with a smile. After breakfast, she began her morning training.

Ever since she had cuddled with Big Sis, she had felt her love. Big Sis had scolded her, but the outcome had still been good.

Her grandniece really hadn’t lied to her.

From that moment on, Ling had resolved to train hard and help Big Sis shoulder her burdens.

As for ending the war between demons and angels, she couldn’t care less about that. Whether Big Sis belonged to the demon faction, the angel faction, or some other faction, Ling would stand by her without hesitation.

Simply because they were relatives. They were family.

As for the power of duality she had obtained from oblivion, Ling couldn’t tell Big Sis about it yet. She was afraid that once Big Sis learned she was the Vanquisher responsible for ending the war between demons and angels, she might stop liking her.

She didn’t want any cracks to appear in this family. So, for now, she’d better keep it from Big Sis.

While out on her morning run, Ling encountered Big Sis, who was exercising as well.

The two exchanged smiles and walked side by side.

“Candace told me your training has recently become much more intense than the regimen I originally designed for you,” Iris said, gazing at Ling with a faint smile.

“Only by becoming stronger can I help Big Sis shoulder her burdens,” Ling replied with a determined look.

“At your age, you should play when you have the chance. Just look at Baiying. Once she finished her studies, she went traveling with Baixi. Isn’t that wonderful?” Iris said with a smile as she looked at her younger sister.

“I don’t want to travel. I only want to become stronger. I want to become Big Sis’s helper,” Ling said. She looked into her sister’s eyes and spoke with complete seriousness.

Her gaze was exceptionally pure, without a trace of impurity.

“Hehe.” Iris smiled gently at Ling, her eyes filled with relief. She reached out and softly stroked Ling’s head. “When you grow up, you’ll naturally be able to help your sister. For now, don’t worry so much. Go and enjoy yourself.”

“But…” Before Ling could finish, Iris interrupted her.

“There’s no ‘but.’ In a few days, I’ll have Baixi take you and Baiying sightseeing across the Shuowang Empire. Only after seeing the empire’s vast territory and scenery will you understand that you shouldn’t worry only about me. Countless commoners are waiting for you to ease their burdens as well. Understand?”

Iris smiled, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

“All right. Since Big Sis says so, I’ll follow your arrangements,” Ling replied with a nod.

“Childhood is meant for playing. Even if the sky falls, your sister will hold it up for you. You don’t need to worry about anything,” Iris said.

“Big Sis!”

Warmth surged through Ling’s heart. She threw herself into Iris’s arms and acted spoiled.

“Stop fooling around. I’m covered in sweat.” Iris tried to push Ling away, but Ling only hugged her tighter.

“How could I ever dislike Big Sis? Haha!”

Ling’s giggling rang out in the dawn. It was so clear and bright that anyone hearing it couldn’t help but smile along with her.

“That’s enough. I still need to practice with my spear. Take care of yourself, and don’t overtrain. Understand?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Ling released her embrace and said, “Then I’ll go back to my room and take a shower first.”

With that, she hopped toward her room.

After Iris ran off into the distance, Ling continued training. She didn’t stop to rest until she was panting heavily.

In the prison, Leng once again began leaking a thick fluid. Her entire body was caught in spasms, trembling uncontrollably.

“Mm… mm…”

Leng moaned in pain. This was no longer pleasure. It was deep despair—despair so overwhelming that she was nearly on the verge of collapse.

After who knew how long, Iris hummed a tune and arrived at Leng’s cell with light, leisurely steps.

When Leng heard the cell door open, her cries grew louder. She wanted Iris to let her go by using those cries to beg for mercy.

Iris ignored her pleas. She sat in a chair, calmly sipping tea while watching Leng with a look of contentment.

Yar stood by the doorway, secretly observing everything inside the cell.

Last night, she had realized another truth: the Demon Emperor had a woman’s body, and her thoughts leaned feminine as well, making her somewhat more conservative.

If Yar stayed by the Demon Emperor’s side, it would make her restrained and unable to act freely. So this wasn’t secretly observing her. No, this was protecting the Demon Emperor from the shadows.

That way, Yar could ensure the Demon Emperor’s safety while conveniently discovering some of her preferences. It would make it easier for Yar to serve her as well.

“Hehe!” Yar’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she indulged in her fantasies.

“Demon Emperor, Yar will definitely take good care of you.”

She continued watching the Demon Emperor’s next move.

A quarter of an hour passed, yet Iris still did nothing. She simply continued drinking her tea, inwardly delighted beyond words.

“Does the Demon Emperor like a good old waiting game?!”

The thought rose in Yar’s mind. She immediately took out paper and pen and wrote in *The Demon Emperor’s Preferences*:

“Two: The Demon Emperor likes waiting games.”

Another quarter of an hour passed. Iris finished her last sip of tea and placed the cup back on the tray. Then she picked up the high-pressure water gun beside her.

She aimed it at Leng and pulled the trigger.

A stream of water shot out and struck Leng’s body. Countless droplets splashed through the air, soaking her clothes.

The faint reddish glow gradually disappeared. Clearly, the pink oval ball hadn’t been very waterproof.

Iris rinsed Leng’s body clean, then stepped forward and removed the blindfold and gag from her mouth.

Leng’s face was flushed with embarrassment. Her eyes had rolled back, and her tongue lolled out. She looked as if the oval ball had completely overwhelmed her.

“For a sacred and noble Wisdom Angel, your endurance is surprisingly poor. You couldn’t even withstand a tiny pink ball.”

Seeing this, Iris shook her head and sighed, looking deeply regretful.

“My feet… My feet… They’re so itchy…”

Leng’s feet kept twisting restlessly.

“What? It feels good, doesn’t it? Once you’ve had enough, we’ll talk about the serious matters.”

Seeing Leng’s desperate expression, Iris deliberately feigned surprise.

She then stuffed the stockings and gag back into Leng’s mouth before sitting down and continuing to drink tea.

This time, Iris didn’t put the blindfold back on. She simply wanted to watch the pleading look in Leng’s eyes.

She noticed that the pink ball could no longer emit red light. It was clearly broken.

She had seven or eight devices like it, so she didn’t care about losing one. Besides, Leng’s body needed a proper rest. If this continued, it would break down.

Iris couldn’t allow even the slightest problem to affect her little wildcat.

At the cell door, Yar continued peeking inside and muttered, “The Demon Emperor is so wicked… I love it.”

Another quarter of an hour passed before Iris stepped forward again and removed the gag and stockings from Leng’s mouth.

“Cough, cough…”

Leng coughed violently twice.

She looked timidly at Iris and began thinking about what she should say to make Iris stop the magic circle beneath her feet.

She swallowed and said, “S-slave… Please, Master… could you… could you stop the magic circle beneath this slave’s feet…?”

“As expected of a Wisdom Angel. You changed your way of thinking quickly and changed how you addressed me at once.”

Iris began teasing Leng while switching off the magic circle beneath her feet.

“Slave?” Yar’s lips twitched involuntarily twice.

Clearly, she was a little jealous. If the Demon Emperor wanted a slave to serve her, Yar could do that too.

To learn more about the Demon Emperor’s preferences, Yar continued observing.

Iris returned to her seat, crossed her legs, and lazily leaned against the armrest. She watched Leng for a long while before suddenly speaking.

“Leng, I’ll ask you one more time. Have you realized your mistake?”

“This slave has realized it. This slave has realized it. This slave has realized it…”

Leng repeated the words again and again. Iris had truly frightened her with that torment. If her limbs weren’t bound to the iron chair, she would have knelt before Iris and repented immediately.

“What do you regret? And what have you realized?”

Iris refused to let the matter go. She continued pressing her for an answer, determined to see whether Leng truly understood her mistake.

Leng knew very well that if her answer failed to satisfy her Master, she would definitely be made to endure the torment again.

“This slave regrets betraying Master. This slave has realized… realized…”

For a moment, Leng couldn’t think of what to say.

“Realized what? It seems you haven’t prepared your answer. You still need a little punishment before you can truly understand.”

Iris’s expression darkened, and her voice was thick with threat.

“No, Master! That’s not it! This slave has realized it! This slave has realized it!”

Leng hurriedly cried out.

“Then tell me. What have you realized?”

“This slave has realized… realized that she should become Master’s pet. This slave wants to become Master’s pet. I wonder if Master prefers cats or dogs.”

Leng answered in a panic.

“Hehe… That answer is truly beyond my expectations. How interesting.”

The gloom on Iris’s face vanished at once. She smiled brightly.

“There’s a cat in the imperial palace. Why don’t you be raised as a dog instead? Dogs are loyal and will never betray their masters. I hope this identity will serve as a warning to you.”

Iris glanced at Leng and spoke coldly.

“Yes, Master.”

Leng lowered her eyes and bowed her head.