I, The Janitor! Chapter 535: A Badge with Two Words - Novel Cool

Chapter 535: A Badge with Two Words

Chapter 535: A Badge with Two Words

What the heck is this bizarre badge...

Looking at the effect of the [Decapitating Doctor]'s badge, which read, "After removing the patient's head, the healing effect on the body is increased," Lyon couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Having died once and then being resurrected, Bandit Brother was already sitting up, looking dazed, amidst the splattered blood on the ground. Bandit Sister, who had woken up earlier, was already standing shakily, her eyes wide with disbelief as she examined her body.

"It's gone! It's all gone!"

Seeing her now pristine white arms, free from the dense, chilling blood spots, and feeling her body no longer transmitting the strange, piercing pain, Bandit Sister was overjoyed and burst into tears. She turned and hugged Bandit Brother, who was still dazed, saying:

"Brother, we're saved! We don't have to die!"

"Ah..."

Bandit Brother scratched his head, still unable to process the fact that he had died and come back to life. His eyes were vacant as he said:

"But I thought I was dead... But it seems like I'm not... I..."

"You should just stay still. Leave this mental task to someone else."

Lyon couldn't help but quip, and before Bandit Sister could thank him, he waved his hand and quickly repeated his previous instructions. Then, he patted the glass behind him.

"Alright, go on in. Remember to hide well, don't make my efforts go to waste."

"I... Thank you! We'll hide well!"

Without saying anything about repaying the favor, Bandit Sister simply gave Lyon a meaningful look, memorizing his appearance. Then, she knelt down and bowed deeply before entering the glass, heading towards the Mirror World, as Yuhua cried out.

"That kid is truly extraordinary."

After the bandits left, Lyon held the Black Sheep, and Frankie, the senior purifier, emerged from it with a fishing rod on his back. He marveled, "Even we senior purifiers would be dazed for a while after dying and having our souls separated from our bodies. But she recovered so quickly; her soul talent is truly remarkable."

"Not just her soul."

After Frankie, female purifier Mona emerged, her expression complex. "The child's physical talent is poor, but her mental fortitude is exceptionally strong. Aside from her painful past, she has an obsessive personality and intense emotions. She's a truly promising candidate."

"Indeed."

Following Mona, Ruben, with a flower-shaped purifier behind him, also emerged. He clicked his tongue in amazement, "In my soul state, I'm much more sensitive. I had a feeling just now that the kid was almost on the verge of birthing an anomaly, just half a step away.

With her talent, if she doesn't encounter a deadly situation too soon, she might become a first-level purifier before the age of twenty, or even an elite like Executioner Emma. You've found a great prospect for the Virgo Bureau."

"We'll see."

Lyon shook his head noncommittally and glanced at the retreating figures of the bandits in his glasses. He sighed softly, "Our job as purifiers is well-paid, but the mortality rate is just too high. It's not really a good career choice.

These two have already had a rough first half of their lives. Instead of risking their lives as purifiers, it's better for them to return to the kingdom and live ordinary lives, caring for each other like regular siblings."

"..."

The three senior cleaners couldn't help but exchange glances after hearing Lyon's words, seeing a hint of helplessness on each other's souls.

After becoming cleaners, they could possess power far beyond ordinary people and even have the authority to temporarily command the military. However, they were also bound by the regulations of the Purification Bureau, carrying out tasks with extremely high levels of danger.

And the most deadly part was that no one knew which tasks would be life-threatening before truly beginning their execution, especially since the abilities of aberrations were inherently bizarre and ever-changing. Even the most skilled cleaners might encounter perilous situations they couldn't handle.

Not to mention, if it weren't for Lyon's daring trip to the Dead Realm, pulling them back from the brink of death, they would likely have all perished. All three of them would have been counted in the Scorpio Bureau's "mortality rate" for this year.

And with their own director leading the team into an ambush, although his soul didn't enter the Dead Realm, his body was destroyed, just like the three of them. It could also be counted in the mortality rate. The Scorpio Bureau had truly suffered a string of bad luck this year.

...

"Alright, let's end the chit-chat here."

As the three senior cleaners sighed, Lyon glanced at the distant Corlock Palace, then turned back and said solemnly:

"Whether we can resolve Prince Andre or not will likely depend on this upcoming encounter! Senior cleaners, I want to make it clear that what's about to happen will be extremely painful, and there's even a possibility of soul fluctuation. If you can't endure it..."

"If we can't endure it, then consider it as repaying your life debt."

Before Lyon could finish his sentence, Mona, the most hot-tempered female cleaner, spoke up:

"If it weren't for you pulling us out of there, we would've been eaten by that Death Messenger. Now, at least we have a chance to survive. At worst, it's just death, and I've been prepared for this since becoming a cleaner."

"We feel the same."

After the female cleaner spoke, Frankie and Ruben exchanged glances, then said with a strange expression:

"Actually... Initially, Director Edward vaguely hinted about your situation to us, implying that you were in great danger and told us to be extra careful.

Then, seeing the heavy atmosphere, I joked, 'Even if you go crazy, you can't eat us, right?' I never imagined it would come true."

"Alright, stop chattering!"

Ruben patted Frankie's back, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to stand before Lyon.

"Eat! Our three souls are yours!"

"Thank you for the trust of the three senior cleaners."

After checking the expressions of the three senior cleaners and confirming they were ready, Lyon clenched his fist, then kicked the black sheep that was sneaking around, opening his mouth towards the three cleaners.

"Sss..."

Accompanied by a clear inhalation, the souls of the three cleaners slightly swayed, then lost their human form, transforming into a mist with a faint white glow, which surged towards Lyon. It coiled around his facial orifices, madly entering through the seven apertures.

As the "Guardian of Death's Hound," the Tricephalic Dog God's "salary" for guarding the gates of the Dead Realm was the ability to freely choose and devour the souls that entered.

Lyon, who inherited the Tricephalic Dog God's power by killing and consuming it, was now experiencing his first "meal."

(End of Chapter)

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