I! Cleaner!

"Ah sneeze!!!"

Following a thunderous sneeze, the crows living in the Death World [Sage Cemetery] were suddenly startled and flew up from the trees. Countless crow feathers darker than ink flew around and landed on a Another bulging grave bag.

"grass!"

Only an annoyed curse was heard. Under the old locust tree on the east side of the Sage Cemetery, the thirty-eighth grave from left to right bulged upwards extremely abruptly, and then someone was picked up from inside. He pushed it up forcefully.

Damn it, my coffin is actually covered in mold!

After kicking open the board of his coffin and sitting up from the grave, the third-generation director, who looked unlucky, took out a handkerchief, vigorously blew away the mold in his nose, and then looked at him with an unkind expression. 's tombstone, scolded angrily:

"The moisture on your body is really annoying me! Could you please go away?"

"Iron Badger, I'm here to find you."

In the thick white vapor behind the tombstone, there was a hard and crisp sound of hooves. A tall deer, wrapped in thick fog bands, stepped out of the overwhelming water vapor and stopped next to the coffin of the third-generation director.

"Where's your mask?"

After looking at the messy coffins piled up by the third-generation director, the meat-bearing deer asked with the same unkind expression:

"According to the past agreement, whenever the mask sends out a signal, you must put it on and then answer our question about the Cleanup Bureau. Where did your mask go?"

"I don't have to talk to you every time there is movement in the mask. According to the original agreement, I only need to talk to you once every twenty years according to my interests."

After correcting the statement about the meat-bearing doe, the third-generation director climbed out of his coffin, then opened the grave next door with his wave and dragged out his neighbor's coffin.

Amidst the panicked shouts of the neighbor who was woken up, the third-generation old man pried open the board of his coffin, took off a black honey badger mask from the neighbor's face, and then raised his hand and threw it to a nearby place. The meat of the deer.

"Well, I was worried about losing it, so I put it in someone else's grave, so I didn't plan to break the contract... But since you are already here, don't bother with it. Just ask whatever you want to ask!"

This old guy... doesn't take keeping his promise seriously at all!

After looking down at the mask that was thrown at his feet, the meat-receiving deer couldn't help but show anger. However, looking at the third-generation director's unsparing look, he finally suppressed his anger and asked with an unkind expression:

"The cleaner named Leon from the Maiden Branch, were you the one who used his anomalies? If so, what are the specific effects of his anomalies?"

"Um?"

After hearing the question from the meat-bearing doe, the third-generation director who was picking his ears couldn't help being slightly startled. Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the meat-bearing doe, and asked with suspicion:

"This is an opportunity that only comes once in twenty years, and that's what you're asking?"

"right!"

"Hmm~ That would be interesting~"

After patting the mold on his body, the third-generation director shook his square head, walked around the huge deer twice, and then asked curiously:

"I actually let you use this problem, and even took the risk to come to me directly... So that little guy named Leon caused you a lot of trouble?"

"Iron Badger! I am asking you now, not you asking me!"

The greedy look in the third-generation director's eyes, as if he was looking at materials, made him feel a little frightened. The meat deer couldn't help but said angrily:

"You'd better understand the current situation! If it weren't for us, you would have perished long ago! Now I ask you to answer my questions honestly according to the agreement you made in the past!"

"hehe."

After hearing the angry rebuke from the meat deer, the square-headed old man couldn't help but sneered, and then said with disdain:

"I'll repeat it again. The agreement I made with your King-Slaying Society in the past is that as long as I choose one of the questions you raised to answer truthfully every twenty years, you will always maintain my existence.

So whether I want to answer this question or not depends on my mood in the final analysis. If you still can’t figure this out, then get out of here as soon as possible! "

"You're not afraid of us..."

"I'm so scared!"

After spitting at the threatened deer, the square-headed old man curled his lips and said:

"The one who made the agreement with you was me who was still alive at the beginning, and I have a trivial relationship with me who is completely dead? And now I am obsessed with each other. How much difference can there be between being alive and dead?

If you are able, just break the contract, stop supporting me and send me away. From now on, you can ask whoever you like when you encounter something. If you are not able, just hold it in for me and answer my questions honestly. If you make me happy, I Maybe I can talk to you two more times...understand? "

"..."

This damn old thing!

Seeing the third-generation director acting rogue in front of him, the meat deer couldn't help but raise his hoof, and dug twice at the stone slabs on the cemetery floor in great annoyance, but there was really nothing he could do, so he could only swallow his anger and said:

"That Leon... After he came back from you, he has sabotaged our operations three times in a row. Not only did he destroy the Kingdom of Korok, he rebelled against the Snow Owl and the Black Owl, he even almost ate the thrush alive..."

As the meat-bearing deer continued to narrate, the expression on the third-generation old man's face first changed from curiosity to surprise, then from surprise to shock, and finally from shock to huge doubt.

The guy who can't even forge anomalies? Didn't Olivia say last time that he had joined the Cleanup Bureau not long ago? This has forced the King of Killing to study how to deal with him? Is that silly boy growing up a little too fast?

"In short, this person is a big threat to us."

After briefly explaining what Leon had done and the adverse effects those things had on the King of Killing, the doe patiently said:

"I have answered your questions, now it's your turn to answer mine! Iron Badger! What anomaly did you give him? Why can he directly strip the power of the Nightmare King? What about that almost invulnerable immortal body?"

"..."

The anomaly I gave him... I remember it was a small fork that made people dream, a snake skin scroll that forced the exchange of other people's anomalies, and later, in order to retaliate against him, a pair of gloves that would hurt when hitting others.

None of these three anomalies have anything to do with immortality, and stripping the Nightmare King of his power is even more ridiculous. Although I don't know what his core anomaly is, it's definitely not me who made it!

However, although this matter has nothing to do with me, I can't just say it directly.

"Well... I have a little idea. The boy's situation is indeed very special. It also left a deep impression on me at the beginning, so..."

After reaching out and touching his chin, the square-headed old man showed a look of realization on his face, and then turned his head to look at the anxious doe, and said with a smile:

"You have to raise the price!"