Devil Slave (Satan system)

As Ella got into the Limousine, Lenny followed after her.

But he could see that the eyes of the female driver had stripped him of the little clothing he had.

Lenny got into the Limousine, and the moment he did, he noticed the fine, rosy smell, thick in its seductive aroma, that flooded his nose.

It reminded him of the faint, rosy smell from Ella’s body.

Evidently, her smell had saturated this place.

Inside the car, it was as luxurious as it could be.

There were bottles of wine at one side, all brands Lenny, with his vast knowledge, had never heard of.

Then again, this was a different world.

Some things were bound to be different.

The leather seats were made so comfortable that the desire to sleep in a car like this could definitely not be resisted after a stressful day at work.

Lenny sat opposite Ella.

The moment she got in, she folded her long legs and slightly shut her eyes to enjoy the low violin tune playing in the background.

Lenny recognized this tune. It might have been a violin, but Beethoven was still Beethoven.

The car drove through the streets, and Lenny, filled with curiosity, looked through the windows.

His eyes captured as much as he could from outside the window.

This town was far bigger than he had thought.

In fact, calling it a town was an insult.

It was more like a mini-country.

The Limousine moved through the city area, and Lenny could see low buildings leading up to very high ones.

These buildings were practically skyscrapers. ｂ𝚍ｏｖ𝚕．𝚝

All of which had designs little boys only saw in comic books.

It was all a real eye-opener to the architecture of the former world that he was so used to.

Whether it was the street lights or the night light from the buildings, it was all incredible to watch and enjoy.

Lenny also noticed another thing.

As the Limousine passed, the pedestrians would stop and bow in its direction before going about their activities.

He turned to Ella, understanding that she was a well-respected chief.

This place was nothing like Father Black’s Town, which reminded Lenny of those desert-filled movies. A rough, dusty version of the wild west.

Lenny could not believe that two places barely a hundred kilometers apart with such an incredible difference existed in this world.

The Limousine slowed down as it arrived at a bronze gate.

This compound had next to zero security.

Except, of course, for the Giant Mutated monkey in front that was about 12 feet tall.

But even that wore a suit and a tie and conducted itself like an actual person.

The bronze gate closed behind them, leading to a courtyard that had to be envied by any politician in his former world.

There was a full-blown statue garden of human size to the right, depicting what Lenny was sure was Ella’s town.

It was so lifelike. From Lenny’s position, he could not find anything wrong with any curvy or edge of any part.

The entire area was made bright by a selective mix of neon lights.

On the left side was a garden. It has trees and flora as high as 9 feet.

Lenny could not see its interior well from where he was, but he could tell that it was incredible.

At least he could tell from the fine edges that it had been cut to perfection.

Not even a leaf was out of place.

After another three hundred meters, the Limousine went about in the glorified stature of Ella with large angel wings and a bow and arrow in hand. Aimed right for the sky.

It was as if she were looking at the tyranny of the heavens and daring to go against it.

It was a very imposing statue.

“We are here, Lady Ella.” The driver announced

The door was opened, and the first thing Lenny saw was the two rows of maids on either side waiting on Ella on a flight of stairs.

Such a level of presentation was only attributed to those high societal figures of old.

In fact, Lenny dared say that aside from kings and certain presidential figures with an exotic taste for beauty, he had never seen others have such a welcoming party.

It was also apparent from their movements that this was not the first time they had done this.

Aside from the rows of beautiful women on either side with lush skin and obviously well-endowed figures, Lenny could see another beauty.

And that was home.

This house, on first appearance, reminded him of the White House of a Particular country in his previous world.

In fact, he would dare say that it was modeled after it, except this was bigger and far grander, expressing Ella’s magnificent taste.

It was a perfect home, with just the right amount of lighting and perfection shouting at nearly every angle.

Lenny could see the adoration these maids had for Ella in their eyes.

Her every movement, glance, or sway of her hips was well focused on.

As she walked up the stairs, Ella removed her beret and threw it, but before it touched the ground, a maid had already leaped in the air to catch it.

Then she removed her crop top and threw it again.

This was an action that greatly surprised Lenny.

Ella was stripping.

Next were her boots.

She zipped them down from the sides, her tiny feet touching the ground.

Lastly, she zipped down her trousers and before Lenny’s eyes, she revealed her naked skin.

Her well-rounded, fleshy behind faced him as she continued moving.

Meanwhile, every piece of clothing she removed was immediately taken by the maids.

Their movements were fast and well organized.

Ella continued into the building.

However, just before she entered, she paused and turned to Lenny, “Nephilim, are you coming or not?”

Lenny immediately got himself together and followed the naked lady.

(Author’s note: Cough, Cough, Shameless Author San here. Lenny needs your kind Golden Tickets and gifts to make the right decision here.