Prime Originator

Chapter 387 - An Incident At The Lavatory

"Who indeed… Ahem, that is not important. You really cannot blame for this, alright? I did warn you…"

Leon coughed and attempted to placate Darlene. Unfortunately, starting a fire was easier than putting one out. No matter what he did to please her, it did not work.

He took out the food he took earlier, but Darlene did not have an appetite after sniffing his fart. He gave her a special message, but she simply shrugged his hands off.

"Hmph!" Darlene pouted grumpily.

Leon could only smile wryly.

Nevertheless, he enjoyed seeing this side of Darlene. Although she was defiant due to her anger, it was still better than being submissive and accommodating. She was becoming more of a lover and less of a servant.

"Alright, alright. Don't be mad anymore, okay? I was wrong—"

Rumble…

Leon stopped talking abruptly.

He held his queasy stomach that was building up for round two and warned, "Oh, no. It's going to come out again!"

Darlene had no time to angry. She immediately panicked when she heard his words and cried, "Go… go away!"

Leon clenched his rear and quickly fled the room. A female servant was just passing by when she was immediately stopped by him.

"Which way is the lavatory? Quick, answer me!" Leon urged with desperation like he would murder someone if they did not comply with his wish.

"Ah? Y-Yes!" The female was badly frightened before she pointed, "You just go straight down that path, turn left towards the outside, and it'll just be on the right!"

"Thanks!"

Leon attempted to rush for it as he felt the urge to chuck a big turd along with the gas building up inside of him. He felt like the two were working in sync to torment him.

'Dammit, exactly what did I eat wrong?!' He cussed in his mind. Clearly, something was not mixing well in his stomach.

At the same time, the female servant realized something and quickly exclaimed, "Oh, no! I accidentally gave the young master the directions to the female lavatory! I need to stop the young master. Young Master Leonhardt, wait—!"

Phhhrt!

Leon accidentally exerted himself, and hell's gate was squeezed open by the built-up gas inside of him, leaving a trail of noxious fumes in its wake.

The poor female servant chasing behind Leon quickly inhaled the horrendous smell and caused her complexion to quickly turn green from disgust and revulsion.

"Bleurgh!"

She gagged furiously and failed to stop the young master!

Sometime later, Leon's loud voice could be heard from inside the female's lavatory as he struggled to push the big turd out.

He felt like a mother hen trying to lay an oversized egg, where the surface was revealed but ended up getting stuck halfway!

And if he gave up on pushing it out, it would go back inside like a shy skunk that doesn't want to come out of its hole! It was the worse toilet experience he had since his reincarnation!

"Get out! Get out now!!"

"Begone, demon!"

"Haaaaaa!!!"

Several female servants were attracted to the commotion and gathered outside the female lavatory before discussing and speculating the situation inside with concern.

"What's going on here?"

"Someone is fighting the demon inside!"

"How can there be a demon here?"

"Yeah, exactly. What would it be doing inside of a female lavatory?"

"I'm not too clear on the details, but listen to it! You can tell someone is fighting inside!"

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Inside the female lavatory, Leon banged on the sides of the walls as his complexion turned purple from constipation. Gas was still building up, but it was trapped inside due to the big turd blocking the backdoor.

"You damned stubborn ass demon! Begone at once!

"Haaaaa!!!"

However, to the outside, it sounded like an absolute battlefield inside! And it was! But not in the same sense that they were imagining!

"How did a demon sneak inside here? The person inside needs help! You can tell he is definitely fighting for his life!"

"What can we do? We are just talentless servants who cannot cultivate, and the chief is not present in the palace!"

"Quickly find some Great Warriors nearby and call them over to help!"

The female servants panicked for instructions. They were used to receiving orders and did not know how to make decisions for themselves.

The female servant that gave Leon the direction to the female lavatory wore a doubtful look as she knew the person needed to use the lavatory. Can this be anymore exaggerated?!

However, the violent tremors shaking the lavatory and ground made her think otherwise. Perhaps, there really is a demon inside!

Boom!

There was a loud thud before everything subsequently went silent.

"Hold on, everyone. I think the battle ended! The noise stopped!" A female servant said.

The others turned back and looked at the park entrance on the female lavatory with apprehension. Who won?

Sometime later, Leon's figure could be seen exiting the lavatory with exhaustion written all over his face like he had just survived a great battle. It was the most difficult battle yet, but he was victorious!

"Young Master Leonhardt? You were the one fighting the demon? Where is the demon now? Is it dead yet?"

"What was the demon doing inside the female lavatory?"

The female servants quickly surrounded Leon and fired questions one after the other. He raised an eyebrow and looked back at the lavatory entrance with half droopy eyes.

'Female lavatory? No wonder it looked a bit strange inside.' He thought.

Suddenly, he felt awake as embarrassment exploded out from his chest, causing his lips to repeatedly twitched while he attempted to keep a calm demeanor.

After he got his feelings under control, he looked back at the female servants that were waiting for his answer and calmly said, "Don't worry. The demon has already been expelled."

"What kind of demon is it?"

"This demon is a—Hold on, ladies! You cannot go inside!" Leon was about to answer, but he interrupted himself to stop the female servants from trying to enter the lavatory.

"Eh? Is there a problem? Why can't we go inside?"

"This is because it's a smelly demon. You will not be able to survive its stench if you go it now." Leon tried to explain calmly, but he slightly jumped as he glanced at the entrance.

The smell of fart was formless and had no fixed shape or color, but it was like Leon could see its true appearance by the entrance in the form of a green spiritual demon. It looked wicked and full of maliciousness as it slowly encroached upon the outside world.

'Not good. I need to get out of here before they figure it out.' Leon decided.

"What kind of demon is a smelly demon? Does anyone know?"

"Nope! Never heard of them!"

"Ahh! What's that terrible smell!" The female servant closest to the entrance cried suddenly and attracted the attention of the other female servants.

'Chance!'

Leon immediately took the opportunity to disappear from sight like a gust of wind as their sights were drawn away from him. He knew he would regret eating so much, but he did not think that it was going to be THAT bad.

"Oh, Lord! It smells so bad I want to faint! Young Master Albion was right. This smelly demon's stench is horrendous!"

"Hmm… this smell… it kind of smells like… well, you know. The thing we got to do when we go to the lavatory."

"Eh? Where did Young Master Leonhardt go?"

The female servants began to wonder.

Leon did not know that sometime after he fled the scene and washed his hands of the matter, the female cried with outrage from their discovery and had to call in a turd-collecting specialist to remove the source of abomination.

While the female servants were firmly repulsed by what they saw, the turd-collecting specialist looked at the piece of turd like it was a rare treasure. It was the size of a fist, weighed as heavy as 10-jin, and was rock hard like metal.

It was taken away to be studied and used as a great source of fuel after going through processing. If Leon knew this, he would have mixed feelings and not know whether to laugh or cry.

Within the Darkmoon Tribe, the turd excreted by Great Warriors and above is usually collected and processed as fuel sources for many things in the city.

If Leon gave it some thought, it would not be hard to figure out what the tribesmen are using to keep the flames in the Darkmoon Tribe brightly lit.

After returning to the guest room, Darlene glanced at him and went, "Hmph!" before turning to face the side. It was clear that she was still upset with him.

Leon simply smiled and wordlessly made his way over and suddenly picked her up like a princess.

"Ah! What do you want to do?" Darlene panicked and pounded on his chest weakly with her hands.

"We're leaving. I'm going to take you elsewhere." Leon stated and left the room with Darlene in his arms as such.

"Put me down! I can walk on my own!"