Devil Slave (Satan system)

That was all the warning anybody that wanted to cause trouble for him needed to know that he was not to be joked with.

After all, even D800 was sucking up to him.

D800 pushed D4022 aside and sat at the table.

As he did, Lenny raised a brow at him. However his smile did not leave his face.

Lenny gestured with a finger for him to lean in and he did.

"You do know that I have a score to settle with your Order of Gladiators, right?"

D800 nodded, "of course, I do. Why do you think I came here, to party!?" D800 grunted a little, "if you want to kill, you best get on with it."

However, fearless, he started with his meal.

"Are you here to beg for your life or to kiss ass?" Lenny asked.

"Beg, kiss ass?"

*Spit*

D800 spat to the side, "I rather die. I only dealt with D4022 because she became too ugly to fuck, and I couldn\'t have her when she still had both eyes."

"So you don\'t mind that I want you...Dead!"

"Hahaha!" D800 chuckled a bit, "dead, alive what does it matter? At the end of the day, I\'m a man. If I run away from my problems, it will eventually come back to bite me in the ass. Since you have already decided to kill everyone in the Order of Gladiators, then you will eventually come for me too. So what gives? I\'m going to sit here and enjoy my meal. If it is going to be my fucking last, then I better enjoy it, right?"

Lenny heard D800\'s words and could not help but crack into a laugh.

He was really not expecting this.

This guy was really a brave one.

He was also a rare kinda person.

By now, the things Lenny did when he visited the order of the gladiators should have well seated in D800\'s ears.

However, instead of staying away from Lenny like a mouse away from a cat, he even decided it was a good idea to sit with the reaper that was to take his life and enjoy a meal.

This was very funny. Truly, D800 had a very unique character.

Regardless of Lenny\'s strength, he decided that he was still going do have breakfast with the enemy.

This was actually very impressive in Lenny\'s eyes.

Lenny remembered when he had first met this man.

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Back then, Lenny had been at his weakest. Back then, D800 had eaten D4022\'s finger.

Just like D800 had been impressed with Lenny back then, Lenny was impressed with him now.

Lenny chuckled.

In this manner, both of them conversed as they ate. Some stories were even shared.

They looked more like old time friends than enemies that wanted each other dead.

The other Gladiators watched them in surprise.

Many were surprised by this. Expecially those Gladiators that were of the Order of Gladiators.

However, some of the Gladiators were still obviously dissatisfied with Lenny.

D800 finished his meal first, "I\'ll head out first. I have a big day tomorrow. See you later."

He said his good bye and left.

Lenny waved his way as he left.

Even Lenny did not know why, but he was quite impressed with this man.

The moment, D800 was gone, someone that was dissatisfied approached the table.

It was the gladiator that was dealt with for asking for extra rations.

Although Lenny taught D4022 a lesson. They were bound to be some rather stupid ones.

An example was the unfortunate fellow that had presented himself. He was angry that Lenny had special treatment and demanded that Lenny give him some food.

"Really!?" Lenny sighed, "you know what? I\'m no longer in the mood for food or eating eyeballs."

He pushed the food forward to the gladiator , "help yourself out! I\'m done."

He had just had a surprisingly good conversation with D800 that even involved the big black guy telling stories.

A little mercy from his side wouldn\'t hurt, he thought to himself.

Lenny got up to leave. However, he had only taken a step when he heard words that made him pause.

"What did you say?" Lenny asked.

The gladiator frowned, "are you deaf or something. I said, WHEN I\'M DONE, I\'LL USE MY POINTS TO GET YOUR F CLASS MAMA\'S ASS TOO!"

This time around, he was loud and clear, and the entire hall heard him.

This included Lenny\'s mother serving food.

Lenny sighed. He turned to the gladiator and then raised his head to his mother in the distance.

Lenny shook his head as he turned to work away.

After all, it was not his problem.

His mother was in the F class. She had been serviced by both demons and humans many times.

This time would be no different.

He really could care less.

It was not his business.

"Okay, have fun then."

Lenny walked away.

However, he had only taken a few steps forward when he heard the Gladiator chuckle lightly, "pussy," he muttered.

Lenny smiled as he walked away.

The rest of the day went as usual.

Those in the D class were paired with one another.

It was two to a cell.

Lenny was the only one that had his own cell.

However, the gladiators woke up to a scream in the morning.

The same Gladiator that had ate Lenny\'s remaining food a day before, was found dead in his cell.

He was headless with his manhood in his mouth.

On his chest, was the word "Pussy." It had been carved into his skin with his own finger nails.

From the look on his face, before he died, he must have been through intense hell.

However, no one heard any screams the night before.

After this one event, things went as usual till the end of the week.

Lenny could already tell from the way that the demon guards behaved that something was about to happen.

Even activities in the Arena had been suspended until further notice.

That night, the Magistri came by himself to fetch Lenny.

Lenny was taken to a particular room, different from the caves.

On entering this room, he was surprised by the people within.

According to the Magistri, these were a select group of Gladiators, hand picked by Cuban himself to represent this Arena against other gladiators that had been brought over by other Arena masters.

Some faces here Lenny did not exactly remember but some of them truly surprised him.

For example, there was A222. This was the female gladiator that acted as a mouth piece for the Order master in the Order of Gladiators.

Lenny later found out that she had always known that the magistri was a demon and was in cohort with them to control the excesses of the order of Gladiators.

There was D800. Unsurprising, he had been chosen from his class for this event.

Next was E666. She had surprisingly not yet died even after what Lenny had done to her.

In fact, her limbsthat he had broken were mended perfectly.

Lenny did not remember her having any reptilian blood and had asked how this was possible.

As it so turned out, E666 had a rare genetic ability from her demon parent.

She was half succubus. That is, she could feed efficiently on the essence given by men.

The Magistri explained that the balls of the men Lenny had killed in the Order were extrated, grinded to dust and she was buried in them.

Her body naturally absorbed this, and that was how she was healed.

She even got stronger from the ordeal.

However, the moment she saw Lenny, her breathing became heavy, and she shrieked away in a corner in fear.

Apparently, Lenny had scarred her for life.

Seeing she was alive, Lenny could not help but ask about D7007.

He was surprised to hear that he was still alive.

However, he did not possess abilities like E666, and Lenny had shoved that Pincer far up his ass.

Lenny Chuckled a little. Ironically, he wished a speedy recovery for E7007. After all, he would love to do it all over again.

Every class was represented by two gladiators of the class.

Lenny was not familiar with the gladiators that were in the C class and B class, and he also was not familiar with the second gladiator in the A class.

However, according to the Magistri, all of them were supposed to be a team.

Together, they were to fight the other Arenas, representing Cuban\'s farm.

The Gladiators were quickly cleaned up to look their finest. They were even given clean white clothes that covered a good potion of their bodies.

After which they were brought before Cuban for inspection.

This was the first close up interaction that Lenny had with this demon.

The moment Cuban entered the room, Lenny got an alert from the system that shocked him.