Chapter 136: Chapter 21 - Three Days Before The King's Game, Day 2 (3)

While strolling down the hallway of the first-year building, making my way towards Gabrielle's office, I slipped my phone back into my pocket and muttered a name, "Bernadette."

Instantly, a figure materialized beside me.

"Yes, Master?" she responded, her voice obedient.

It was Bernadette, a woman with black hair tied up in an upward ponytail. She donned a ninja-like garb, with daggers holstered on each side of her hips. Bernadette was one of my Shadows.

The Shadows were a group of women who acted as my silent guardians, always at my side and ready to carry out any orders I gave them. Currently, there were five members: Sandra, Bernadette, Krista, Isabelle, and Juliette, with Sandra serving as their leader.

Bernadette possessed a skill called Cryptic Coloration, enabling her skin and attire, along with any objects she carried, to blend seamlessly into her surroundings. It was a form of camouflage, granting her invisibility. However, the skill extended beyond just herself; she could also apply it to someone she was touching.

Unlike true invisibility, though, her presence still left a slight ripple in the surroundings. Nonetheless, it was an invaluable skill, one I coveted for myself.

If memory serves me right, Bernadette was once part of an assassin clan renowned for their blade skills and expertise in silent assassination. She told me that the clan was decimated by another rival assassin group, leaving her as one of the few survivors. After narrowly escaping death herself, she fell into the hands of slavers during the chaos of the clan war.

Despite her training as a killer, she was unable to fend off the slavers and ended up being kidnapped and sold into prostitution under Norman's control. That's where our paths crossed.

After I intervened to prevent her from being forced into prostitution, Bernadette chose to place her trust in me. It was genuinely heartening to see her willingness to do so. Admittedly, my initial motives for rescuing her weren't entirely noble, but regardless, since she was offering her trust, I welcomed it with open arms.

Bernadette mentioned that she was more than willing to lay down her life for me if the need arose, or even perform harakiri if I commanded it. Of course, I wouldn't ask her to do that. I prefer dominating her.

Honestly, the idea of having bodyguards does have its appeal. Although I don't really need them for protection - I can handle myself just fine - Amon explained that even powerful men can be taken by surprise and killed. That's why the Shadow was created. They serve as my bodyguards, handling tasks like gathering information, espionage, and much more that benefits me.

"Could you look into what's happening in the Capital City? Also, tell Sandra to check on the state of affairs at the Black Market," I instructed.

"I'll do my best, Master," she replied.

"Good girl," I praised, patting her head gently. A blush spread across her cheeks as I did so.

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You've captured the interest of Bernadette Yorbrade. You can now proceed to dominate her.

Name: Bernadette Yorbrade

Race: Human

Requirements to dominate Lily:

". . . . ."

"In any case, have you found the answers you were seeking? If so, I would appreciate it if you could leave now. I still have some work to attend to."

At that moment, silence fell before I heard footsteps approaching the door. Quickly, I ceased eavesdropping and stepped back, putting some distance between myself and the entrance. As the door swung open, a woman with ample assets clad in a magic knight uniform stormed out, her expression fraught with anger. She appeared on the verge of explosion.

After observing her departure from the first-year building, I entered the room. Gabrielle seemed unsurprised by my presence.

"Did you overhear that?"

"Well, yes," I replied. "It appears those you left behind in the magic knights are rather upset about your departure."

"Who is to blame for that?" she responded with a sly smile.

"I suppose I am at fault, given that I was the one who lured you away from the magic knights."

She smiled at me and gestured for me to close and lock the door. Following her instruction, I secured the door before approaching her. She then embraced me, inhaling deeply.

"I'm honestly grateful that you took control of me, because if you hadn't, I might still be with them even now," she confessed as she continued to sniff me.

"Did you despise your tenure there?" I inquired.

"To be honest, I'm somewhat indifferent about it, and I don't particularly detest working as a magic knight. It has always been my dream to attain that position. However, upon entering, I was taken aback by the extent of the corruption within the system. Nevertheless, I fulfilled my duties as a magic knight.

At one point, I even attempted to reform the system to align with the ideal image of the magic knights I had cherished since childhood. But just as I was about to embark on that endeavor, you entered my life. From that moment, my trajectory was altered, my life got derailed, but I revel in the deviation. Especially in being 'railed' by you," she concluded with a playful grin.

My hands instinctively found their way to her voluptuous curves, eagerly kneading her firm buttocks. With a mischievous grin, Gabrielle responded by initiating a sensual dance, her hips gyrating against mine, igniting a fiery desire within me that caused my throbbing member to stiffen with anticipation.

"You're getting horny," I chuckled, unable to contain my arousal.

"It's been far too long," she admitted huskily, her voice laced with desire. "I need you to fuck me."

I couldn't help but marvel at her raw sensuality, the way her body moved against mine in a tantalizing rhythm. "But we just fucked a week ago," I reminded her.

"I think my libido is at its peak," she confessed, her eyes smoldering with lust. "Lately, even after you've fucked me until I could barely stand, the hunger for your cock has consumed me. Thoughts of you send shivers down my spine, driving me to desperate measures. I've been sneaking off to this room to relieve the ache between my thighs, but it's not enough.

With you being so occupied lately, I've had to suppress my desires. However, knowing you'll be gone to the King's Game in two days, and gone for at least three... I don't think I can resist much longer."

She was clearly horny if she was saying something like that... I remember hearing somewhere that a woman's sex drive peaks in her mid to late twenties. I guess there's some truth to that.

Well, if she wanted to be fucked before I headed off to the King's Game, I was more than willing to oblige.