My Servant System

Sinking the blade to the hilt, I grinned at the man and leaned forwards as I shushed his choked cry, wrapping his head in Wind Mana to capture and contain the sound of his death from the other to maintain the precious few seconds I had to deal as much death as I possibly could.

"Hush now~! It’ll be alright soon enough... the void awaits your arrival, and I pray that it is as cold and empty as I remember it to be; it’s what you deserve, after all~!"

The gushing of his blood was amplified as he tried to scream at me, the horror and agony in his eyes becoming one of the most delectable dishes ever as I slowly, painfully slipped that blade out of his flesh, my free hand guiding him to the floor as I whispered "Take the time to reflect on your choices, and perhaps some God or Goddess might take mercy on your soul, like one had to mine..."

I sincerely doubted it though, and as I stared down at the man I could see the light fading from his eyes as his blood pooled out around him, the sudden drop of blood inside his body causing all of his organs to begin faltering, painting this beautiful picture before me. Licking my lips hungrily, I flicked the pretty vitae from my blade and leapt back into action, my feet gliding across the tile as I silently approached my next target like a reaper; to that end, I laid my cold hand across the face of the female cultist and yanked her head back as I bared her throat for my new toy, allowing it to drink from her directly as I cut deeply into her flesh.

I targeted the carotid arteries for the most stunning visuals as I bled the woman in the bank, making her end a bloody affair as I painted the glass in front of her red with her own blood, marring our reflections and ensuring that the last thing she saw was her own harrowing visage beside my own as I grinned at her through that reflection.

By that point I had barely enough time for the final victim to die silently, so I made sure it counted as I pushed her against the glass and leapt backwards, giving me a wide view of the bank and making it even easier for me as I sprang up into the air and swiftly began to try something else out.

Another thing that I wanted to test today was my [Invoker] skill, and to do so with a mixture of the more conventional runic variant of casting magic was what I really wanted to see, so as I reached the apex of my leap, I went with a tried and true spell that would work wonderfully on this open battlefield.

Imbuing my vocal cords with mana as I ran an identical amount down to my fingers required a good amount of concentration as I multitasked, and getting the two to activate together was the key for making this an even more powerful spell than it already was, so I was curious as to how this would turn out.

Giving my magic shape with my voice while I also gave it shape with specific runes that meant specific things was a thrilling action for me after spending so long honing my craft with written spell casting, and the chill I felt as I muttered "[Arrows of Chione]!" was matched by the Ice Mana inside that spell.

The sparkling cyan runes pulsed like a heartbeat as I combined the two separate styles of magic together into one, and as the Ritual Circle spun to life in front of me I could see the various threads of cyan connecting me to it.

It was a visual signifier that I had done what I wanted to do as the Ritual Circle expanded, doubling its size and creating a giant surface area that began to rain down crystalline arrows into the bank, each one crashing against the tile and tearing out chunks of sandstone as I began to do hefty damage to the architecture.

The damage done to people though was even ’worse’, and as I watched a man turn to determine what was glowing behind him, I felt my grin widen even more as an arrow impaled him from the side and shattered inside his ribcage, slivers of ice sticking out of his skin like quills as he dropped instantly, blood weeping freely from his punctured corpse.

Another didn’t even see what was happening as an arrow shattered their skull and tore away a large chunk of their upper body as their spine was yanked forwards, splattering the area around them in blood and beginning the gruesomely beautiful painting that I was going to engrain into my mind.

Whenever an arrow missed a living target it still did its job as it peppered the entire bank in a storm of crystalline needles that sliced through flesh and scoured the sandstone to remove the filth these cultists had created. nσvel.cøm

The gold shrouded Demoness slowly approaching the building with a bone shield was no longer their most pressing concern, but everyone within this bank was trapped between one hell of a rock, and a very hard place to even think about making it out alive; the arrows rained down inside the bank at a constant rhythm, running the fuse I had given it and ensuring this bank was submerged in this storm of frozen death.

And if they somehow hadn’t been caught by any of the arrows or the various pieces of shrapnel, the Demoness making her way to the door would catch them next, and a few decided to take that risk as they rushed outside and charged at the Demoness, understanding that there was no escape with both of us alive.

Desperation fueled their bodies as they ran head first into her blade, the dual metal great sword cleaving through them like a hot knife through butter as she sliced them in two, leaving them to collapse to the ground as their upper bodies were sent flying past her.

I too had a few become desperate enough to seek me out in close quarters combat, and I was greatly amused as I watched one get anchored to the ground as an arrow pierced his stomach and impaled the tile, holding him in place and making it easy to test my new blade’s sharpness and strength as I whipped my arm up and cut through his neck.

Severing his head and letting it roll, I sidestepped a hopeful swing from a hammer and ignored the shattering of the tile as the man stumbled forwards, his momentum carrying him straight into a hook to the jaw as I tore it free from its hinge, knocking the man out as he slumped to the ground with a dull thud.

The last cultist to approach me was given a different treatment though as I ran a different type of mana throughout my body, pulling it not from the organ beside my heart that was thrumming with latent power, but instead from the reservoir that rested right above my womb.

Pink energy coiled around my fingers as I reached for the woman’s face, and as soon as I got within a few inches of her skin my Lust Mana caressed her head and wormed its way into her body, jamming up her mind and short circuiting her brain as she stumbled forwards a few steps before frowning, her eyes clouding over.

Flicking the blood off of my blade, I sheathed it and held her cheek as I pulled her closer to myself, ignoring her musk and focusing instead on how my Lust Mana was working inside of her as I whispered "Everything will be alright, my dear... There is no need to worry..."

She blinked a few times before slowly relaxing into my embrace as I pulled her closer, my other arm wrapping around her back as I embraced her and began to soothe her, testing out a few different things as I asked "What were you doing in a scary place like this, hm?" Trying to focus on me, the other Dogkin woman pursed her lips and furrowed her brow before she unsteadily replied "I... I was doing my... job. My assignment, for my comrades. My... family. We need money... Money for payments, for acquiring more resources... To take from the rich and redistribute the wealth."

"What did you need the money for then, hm? What did your family need this money for that they would risk so, so very much... just to get a measly amount of gold?"

The spell - [Arrows of Chione] - flickered out of existence and allowed Jahi to walk inside with an arched brow as she quietly approached me, her amethyst eyes alternating between me and the woman in my arms as she silently asked me what the hell I was doing.

"We... We were... ensuring everyone had been paid... Ensuring that we were compensated for our work... and getting the money ready for something from the Steppes. Something

Important..."

"Do you know what it was, dear?"

She tentatively shook her head, blinking a few more times before relaxing even more as I gave her another smaller dose of Lust Mana to place her into a deeper stupor, and now I moved onto the ’fun’ part as I murmured "Well, do you know who that is-?"

Turning her head for her, I made her look at Jahi as I grinned at the Demoness, making her brow go even higher as she watched me closely, though when the Dogkin bit her lip and shuffled slightly, Jahi rolled her eyes and turned away as she began to take in the damage I

Had done to the building.

"That, my dear, is someone very important and incredible~! She’s my everything; literally. She and I are so tied together... saying that my heart beats for hers isn’t even an exaggeration~! Isn’t that just romantic-? So, my dear, what do you think we could do to show her that appreciation, hm-? How would you show this handsome hunk appreciation~?"

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