I! Cleaner!

Welcome to… Wait, doesn't your intention seem more like welcoming me to "participate"?

Looking at the hellish illustrations on the brochure that sent shivers down one's spine, along with the prison regulations and the pilot regulations for prison allocation based on crime, the Serpentarius Director couldn't help but open his mouth again, then said weakly:

“Isn't this… Aren't you going a bit overboard with this?”

“Overboard? I don't think so?”

Taking half a step forward and glancing at the extremely bloody scenes on the brochure, Leon blinked and said:

“I think the greatest significance of this isn't punishment, but a kind of potential deterrent. Knowing that something like this exists is enough to restrain most evil thoughts.

Also, bringing living people into the Death Realm for a visit is quite troublesome, but dreaming is very simple. Once everything is open at the end of the year, I plan to try arranging a batch of nightmares to be sent to newly appointed officials for a week, to see how effective the deterrent is.

Of course, deterrence alone without rewards won't work either, but the construction of the Underworld Branch has only just begun, and rewards need to be gradually added later. Currently, what we can offer is only personal safety insurance for outstanding individuals. If they die from overwork while in office, we can guarantee their resurrection.”

“……”

“Also, theoretically speaking, these Eighteen Levels of Hell are just for show, but if the warning reaches this level, and is matched with corresponding welfare policies, and they still can't help but reach out, then it's not impossible to stuff some people in there.

According to the current situation, I really can't comprehensively supervise everyone while they're alive, but after the person dies of old age, I have a fairly complete set of accountability measures… No need to look, your situation isn't in these Eighteen Levels.”

Looking at the Serpentarius Director who was constantly flipping through the section of the 《Provisional Regulations for the Layering of Criminals》, his eyes almost glued to it, Leon said with a chuckle:

“The Eighteen Levels of Hell currently set are only for handling 'general' malicious crimes. A special situation like yours, unprecedented in history, is qualified to have a private room added inside, and will go directly to the Nineteenth Level then.”

“……”

“Why are you looking at me? The Cleansing Bureau has thirteen Directors for its twelve positions, so isn't it reasonable for my Eighteen Levels of Hell to have a Nineteenth Level?”

Under the Serpentarius Director's gaze, which for the first time carried a hint of fear, Leon reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder, subtly soothing the Serpentarius Director's agitated heart, then promised with a chuckle:

“When you die one day, I'll make a special trip to see you. I already hold the 【Fear】 Authority, and Senior Emma has recently been supervising the construction of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and is about to condense the 【Punishment】 Authority.

With your unprecedented 'achievements' in the past, it's worth it for the two of us to take action together and create a single-person hell just for you, so you can stay inside until the Death Realm is destroyed.”

“……”

The pupils and whites of his eyes instantly reversed, showing off 49.9% of the Death Realm Master's unique aura, Leon, whose body was slowly fading, smiled in the Serpentarius Director's shocked gaze:

“After taking down the entire Death Realm, I gained the ability to go to the end of death below the 【Cliff of Ending】, and even if you cut your soul into a thousand pieces, you will still have to report there in the end.

So, premature suicide is just a bit of trouble for me. As long as I'm willing to spend the time collecting it, I can still piece you back together and then find a way to drag you back for torture… Hehe, the topic has strayed a bit.”

Taking the 《Underworld Branch Welcomes You》 from the Serpentarius Director's stiff fingers, Leon weighed this not-so-thin brochure and asked with a smile:

“Speaking of which, let me ask you, can this change the mortal world?”

As Leon asked, the Abyssal Sanctuary where the two were located slightly lit up, and the Serpentarius Director's lips uncontrollably parted, squeezing words out from between his teeth:

“Maybe… it can… But you… are… forcing… it…”

“Snap!”

After rummaging around in the Mirror World and finding the communicator developed by the scholars of the Crook Kingdom, he slapped it hard on the brochure, Leon continued to ask:

“Can this plus this change the mortal world?”

“Or… it can… but only… one aspect…”

“Snap!”

After taking out William's old textbook and slamming it on the communicator, Leon, who was satisfied with recreating the famous scene, couldn't help but ask with a delighted expression:

“What about adding this? Once the people are trained as well, can it completely change the mortal world?”

“P-Probably… it can… But it's just… your assumption…”

Tsk… Not cooperating at all.

It's over… This time it's really over!!!

Just as Leon retracted the props, regretting that he couldn't successfully COS the last question, the clothes on "Prince Vernon's" back were already uncontrollably soaked with large patches of wetness.

Ointment! The Abyssal Sanctuary's ointment is coming out!

Looking up at the white droplets suspended above, smelling the strange fragrance that had already begun to slowly permeate him, the Serpentarius Director couldn't help but curl up his entire soul, desperately trying to avoid the ointment's soaking.

It's a pity that the characteristic of the 【Justice】 Authority is "fairness" in the absolute sense. You must first abide by "Justice" yourself before you have the ability to influence others with it.

In order to be able to influence Leon in return, the Serpentarius Director had already entrusted his own 【Justice】 to the Abyssal Sanctuary in advance, merging with the ointment condensed over thousands of years, and had already lost the qualification to escape, even escape had become a luxury.

No! This absolutely won't do!

Even though the Serpentarius Director desperately resisted, the ointment, which was the embodiment of ideals, still dripped down slowly uncontrollably under the influence of his heart, like some kind of ancient water torture, dripping on his forehead, constantly soaking deeper into the soul.

This topic can't continue! At least in terms of the Thirteen Kingdoms, I absolutely have no chance of winning against him!

But if I can't refute his ideas, then I will become the one "anointed"! As long as he doesn't violate my words, I will have to become his "believer" in return! And he just said…

He wants to open a private room for me in the Nineteenth Level of Hell, and let me stay there until the world is destroyed!

……

“I… I admit, your method… might have the possibility of changing the mortal world!”

Gritting his teeth and giving an affirmative answer, reluctantly agreeing with Leon's idea, the Serpentarius Director shouted loudly while resisting the suddenly increased ointment above his head:

“But your idea of the Cleansing Bureau… is definitely wrong! Without the Cleansing Bureau, humanity is finished!”