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One of which was the issue with Chaos magic, as it could spell the end of the demon community.

However, every Arena master here knew that Momosa had only done what he did because he wanted to please Cuban.

Basit was just the excuse to have an abandoned son of one of the nine royal families pulled to his side.

After all, although Cuban was mostly shunned by the Arena masters, in secret they envied him.

Regardless of his banishment from his family, he was still doing well.

Prove of that was the variety of abilities his stock possessed.

Aside the usual method of forcing sexual reproduction relations on human females and Half-borns, they was also the artificially insemination process.

Just like how humans cross breed cows and other life stock to produce better offsprings, Half-borns were also created in this manner.

Rumours have it that many of Cuban\'s stock were never produced the natural way.

When he arrived, he came with vials containing different high level bloodlines from his family.

With the little number of slaves that had been banished with him, he grew so much.

Of course, this was still just a rumour.

A rumour that had its facts rooted in the incredible display his stocks always managed to put out in the Arena.

Cuban Thanked Momosa properly, bowing a bit, but not too much to show his appreciation.

Momosa had a tummy of laugh and just when he turned to walk away, the most absurd thing happened.

"Huh!?" Momosa\'s eyes caught a person not worth more than trash before him point at his person.

With how focused Lenny\'s eye was on Momosa, it was no wonder that he instantly drew everyone\'s attention.

Lenny had been beaten badly, and had watched a singular display of power where Momosa crushed Basit like he was a chicken\'s egg.

And yet, this Half-born trash had the guts to point at him?

As Momosa\'s eyes were drawn to Lenny, so were the other Arena masters.

The mere pressure from the state of Momosa alone froze the movement of blood in his body.

However, Lenny in his infinite madness cum stupidity, ignored every screaming pain his mortal body sent to his common sense of reasoning, and the most absurd words, very none expected proceeded from his mouth.

They were slow, not loud, but with attention focused on him, they were audible enough for anyone to hear.

Even with blood leaking steadily from his mouth, and the finger he pointed broken, he still mentioned the words his heart desired.

"You.... Stole *cough* my kill!" And then Lenny\'s fingers pointed to the corpse of the headless Basit in Cuban\'s hands.

Lenny\'s eyes with much difficulty to his physical person and excruciating pain to his soul, forcefully raised his eyes to meet with Momosa\'s. 

"I\'ll come... for... payment!"

Lenny had promised Basit a beating on this same hanger when he skinned D445.

Unfortunately, Basit won\'t be getting this reward anymore.

Lenny had the pettiness of an assassin. 

It was an unspoken rule to never steal a kill.

After all, a kill could only be paid back with a kill.

Those were the last words Lenny spoke before his eyes got lost in his sockets and he passed out from the sheer excruciating torment of Momosa\'s pressure.

This particular show of disrespect by Lenny angered Cuban a lot.

He was very tempted to walk over and crush Lenny\'s skull.

However, there was a sudden loud laughter.

This was from Momosa.

"Good! Good!! Very Good!!! Such bold words. Congratulations Cuban, you really do have the best stocks."

He turned and walked away. As he did, Momosa waved a finger, and Butler Basket face instantly materialized from seemingly no where.

"Prepare a portal for Cuban to go back home. His plane has been met with an unfortunate accident."

"Of course, Lord Momosa." Butler Basket face bowed and motioned for Cuban to follow him.

The remaining Arena masters could do nothing but look on at Cuban as he walked away, following behind the Butler.

They were looks of obvious envy all on him.

How could they not?

It was a written rule that portal travel within the city was absolutely forbidden.

It was for this reason that Cuban and the others used aircrafts.

This was not just because of the cost of portal travel that increased with the distance, but because it was a show of disrespect to randomly show up in someone else\'s house.

This entire City was Momosa\'s.

Even when the rumours went out that he was sick with chaos magic, no one was so foolish enough to disobey this rule.

Momosa allowing Cuban to use a Portal to return home was obviously a show of favour.

The Magistri picked up Lenny, slung him like a sack of potato on his shoulder and followed behind his master.

That hope he had for his freedom had completely died.

It had quenched like it was never there to begin with.

In this manner, Lady Vinegar\'s birthday celebration ended.

The things that had happened in the Arena would be the talk of the city and towns, but the major topic was not on any of the gladiator fights.

 No!

Even though they were supposed the focus of the show, it did not matter.

What the demons were going to talk about would be the end of the show.

They would talk about the Governor\'s entrance and the massacre of his own family members.

Once more proving to the entire world that it did not matter to him who it was that crossed him.

Whether friend or foe would meet the kiss of his ferocity.

Another topic that would be the talk for a couple of days would be the death of Deep level demon, Basit.

Demon ranks were not so easy to climb.

This added a lot more respect and fear for one\'s superiors.

 Basit died because Momosa wanted to please Cuban.

Although everyone knew it was true, no one was that stupid to say it in day light.

For the threat Lenny gave at the end, it was considered to be nothing but a pass time joke.

Unknown to them, this casual joke would one day see the dawn of reality...

(Author\'s note: This is a bonus chapter to thank those that responded with golden tickets. This release won\'t affect the usual. Just a bonus. Please, also remember the reviews. Thanks a lot.)