Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 191
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With a mental call, I sat within a cubical office reviewing all my files regarding the sick bastard known as The Nines Killer. It will always amaze me how humanity could create such a sick bastard.
Within a few minutes, I could see Zanris appear dressed in a maid outfit as she flashed me a vibrant smile, "You called my master?" she muttered with a sensual bow.
Ooooh damn, the dream of every otaku.....Calm down, Lil Arsene... I don't want Lilith to cut off my dick. Her warning is rigging within my brain. Yet, watching Zanris plum caramel breast pressed tightly against her clothing...
Gently coughing, I spoke, "Yes, you are to be my new protection. Tonight, on our way to see the Jarl, I can imagine there will be a few hundred assassins out to kill me. Since you are a devil, all of these souls will go to you. However, I only require you give me ten percent off all those you kill."
Tilting her head, Zanris frowned, "Would you not like all of them?"
Smirking, I shook my head in contempt, "What kind of Master would I be if I took all your earnings. I only need ten percent. The rest is all yours."
Wrapping her arms around me, pressing her massive weaponry against my cheeks, Zanris yelled, "MASTER IS SO AMAZING!!!!"
Hot damn is this what she was like before her father betrayed her and was sent to prison. It seems like none of her past trama's is affecting her much. Maybe her mental fortitude has increased very much due to becoming a devilkin.
"HEY, HE BELONGS TO MY LADY BACK OFF!!!!" Silvia roared, shooting towards Zanris.
Chopping her upside the head before things got out of hand, I laughed, "Enough, Zanris, tell me what you learn from the Dwarves."
"The one eye is very talented. He was able to create a rune that could create the same effects similar to the spiral ring you gave him. He has made about two hundred of them using his blood and his kins as a catalyst to draw the runes. I asked, and it seems they were just too poor to buy proper material, so they used their own heritage to develop these devices. They plan to auction all of them within a few days."
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Rising up, I nodded, "good, let's go to the auction house. I would like to talk to whoever is governing over my merchandise."
Licking her sensual lips, Zanris nodded, twisting her hips around, "Then follow me, my dear master. Zan will lead you."
'...this girl is going to kill me. Fucking libido, give me a break.' i muttered as Zanris shot me a cute smile.
Leaving the station, I could feel multiple pairs of eyes staring me down from a distance. All of their aura's was at a minimum at the stages of Gate of Death. With a sinister smile, I sent Zanris a menacing smirk, "Not yet... let's wait. the more, the merrier."
Nodding her head, Zanris called for a carriage as we headed deeper into the northern district filled with jewelry to various shops. The streets were filled with those of high-class men and women of various races. All of them holding contemptuous glances at one another as they believed themself better than those around them.
"it's been a while since I have been on a hunt. Those prisoners were a big no-no. Cleaning the meat could not save them. That place was too much for me. Personally, had I ever gone to jail in my past life, I would have committed suicide. Life is not that good, and Hope is for the foolish.
Feeling the carriage come to a halt, I stared out of the garage as Zanris opened the door for Silvia and me. "Master, we have arrived."
Staring at the large building, seemingly unprotected, I nodded as an ancient air could be felt. It was subtle, but I could even faintly smell the scent of blood upon the stone this building was molded from.
Suddenly bright light overflowing with cruel intent consumed my vision as Zanris appeared in front of me, staring coldly at the elderly man before me. A look of fear could be seen within his eyes as Zanris held a terrifying gleam within her crimson suns glimmering with the seven sins.
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"My apologies," the elderly man addressed with a graceful bow; however, there was a deep trickle within his throat as he may have realized he fucked up.
"Do you always appear in such a threatening manner?" Zanris questioned in a sharp tone, losing the innocence she portrayed, leaving only Sin. Suddenly, her arms flashing with a dark light as she gripped the elderly man's throat.
Blood quickly ran hot as her fingers dug into his neck, "A mere first stage Elemetal Lord dare approach, my master, in such a manner. Who gave you the audacity?! Zanris screamed as her fingers dug even deeper in.
Simply watching, I didn't bother to interfere as I didn't understand what just occurred. It all happens too quickly, and I truly wanted to see what Zanris could do.
Suddenly long, vibrant black and crimson wings sprung from Zanris as I felt my blood begin to run hot like fire. A massive, powerful evil suddenly filled the air like miasma as Zanris began clenching the man's throat tighter, demanding for him to answer.
Clawing with all his might, I could see dark clouds begin to fill his eyes as Zanris tore his head off, showering her outfit with blood. Tossing it away like a piece of trash, Zan took a step forward, eyeing the peak of the building without any trace of fear.
"Will you show yourself, or will you force me to have this auction house painted red.
"Arsene, stop her." Silvia said with a frown, "She just killed someone for no reason."
"Relax, Silvia, have some fate. There is more going on than you understand." I lightly said in a carefree manner as my smile never left my lips. With my wolf mask still on my face, I remained still as if watching a movie.
Suddenly a burst of dark laughter filled the streets when a rather handsome young-looking man with familiar golden eyes appeared. A powerful battle intent could be felt, but it was drowned out by Zanris sinful aura covering various parts of her body in a dark, sinister mist.
Sending a glance towards Zanris, I shook my head, "Enough, not here. The day is too young to use such a Bloodline Arte."
Taking a step forward, I stared at the golden-eyed man with a half-smile, "Greetings, is your little test done? I wish to discuss my merchandise."
"You just killed one of my strong..."
"As I said, I wish to discuss my merchandise." I coldly exclaimed with indifference, "the lives of your men have nothing to do with me, or are you one of those that value the lives of others more than himself?"
Narrowing his gaze, he frowned, staring at the headless body that was slowly starting to wither in the presence of Zanris. Also, noticing the change, my smile deepened.
Lilim's were almost the same as a succubus, but they were at a far higher stage of evolution. A succubus was like a low-grade infant with a disability, while a Lilim was comparable to a queen. They were the Mother of All, Lilith's personal creations, after all. Something to be feared by all.
"Follow me, Lord Snow."
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