My Servant System Chapter 353 352: Indulging

Kat PoV

Looking down at the mans corpse, I pondered my options for a few monts before shrugging, cleaning off my blade and sheathing it before rifling through his pockets, looting whatever valuable items he had.

Setting them off to the side, I looted the corpse and created a small pile of items that I considered worthwhile.

His pouch of coins, amounting to 2 Gold, 68 Silvers, and a spattering of Coppers, was swiftly added to my own pouch, making grin.

Maybe they were adventurers fresh from the other danger zones inside of Nevrokopi State?

Either way, I looked down at his rather simple sword and nodded to myself again, knowing I could turn a good profit from enchanting it with so simple spells, before focusing on the other small valuables.

A ring made from gold, a gold pendant hanging on a silver chain, a pouch filled with so kind of herb - likely a drug of so kind - and a thin stiletto blade concealed in his boot.

Stashing it all in my own bag, I looked at the second pouch before shrugging, deciding to see what it was before doing anything with it.

Maybe I could just sell it to the people outside..?

With everything valuable off his body, I stared at the corpse before raising my hands, quieting the area around us and keeping the sounds of my daggers slicing through his flesh inside a sphere of Wind Mana.

Chopping him into pieces, I found the task of butchering the man rather boring, mainly because I knew that sothing much fresher awaited a few steps away.

Sothing that would allow to indulge one of my darker sides...

A wide, wicked grin spread across my face at that, and I continued to slice the mans corpse into smaller chunks before placing them inside another wind sphere, where I had them minced and turned into a goop.

With that, I buried the remnants of the man under the house before turning and making my way towards the closet, where I looked over the unconscious woman.

Looking around the room, I began to move so of the rubble to block out entrances and windows, before adding runes to fuel a sound proofing barrier around the house.

With a clear, open floor to use, I began to drag her back out into the open, before lifting the mans stiletto.

Pinning her hands above her, I drove the stiletto through her two palms and embedded it deep into the chunk of rick beneath them.

She awoke instantly, screaming out in pain and surprise as the blade sliced through her flesh with ease.

Seeing her azure eyes swell with tears and pain made shudder, and my grin only grew more as I stared down at her pale face.

"W-What the hell?!"

She tried to lift her hands up, but that only made her hiss as the stiletto remained embedded in her hands.

"W-What are you going to do?! W-Why are you doing this?!"

Giggling slightly, I looked her over before unseating my daggers, laying them out beside her.

"Well... it's not really difficult to understand why I would kill you and that man Luka, now is it? You followed from the entrance gate to here. Obviously you were up to no good... A girls just gotta protect herself is all. Doubt the law would do much good for based on whims and 'I think they were...'s, and I definitely could tell you were unsavory when you entered the house. Heard a good bit of what you two were saying..."

She stared fearfully at the daggers beside her, before glaring up at as she tried once again to free herself.

"So why am I still alive then?! Why capture ?!"

I giggled again, and I lifted the unenchanted blade and brought it towards her chin.

"Simple. The girl you picked to follow and take advantage of..? She has issues. Loves inflicting pain on others. Listening to their screams as they plead for rcy under her knives is a rather euphoric experience... Not only that, but she's angry. Angry at herself, angry at others... she- No, I just need release, alright? So... scream for ~! That would be appropriate, wouldn't it? After all, you companion is little more than a pool of sludge under the floorboards now~!"

Her eyes widened at that, and I lifted my hand and showed her the three different elents I controlled, making the fear inside her eyes grow even more.

"Oh, that look right there~! That one, make that one again~!"

Feeling my heart begin to pound, I grinned at her as I gently placed the blade on her clothes, slicing through it while leaving her flesh unblemished.

"But firstly, let's get your valuables out of the way. I'm not doing too great right now on funds, so..."

Slicing her clothing away, I pulled them off of her and went through her pockets, getting myself so more weapons, money, and so jewelry I could pawn off.

When I reached her legs, I noted that she had grey fur covering her limbs, before her feet ended in hoofs that splayed out slightly, like goat hoofs.

She also had sothing 'extra' between her legs, confirming my theory about her and the man wanting to share .

Moving everything away, I looked her over and said "You're not a bad looking woman, y'know? Why resort to things like this instead of just... being normal? Flirt a little, crack jokes... Considering this thing here, I imagine a good amount of won would want to co back for another round or two~!"

She flinched as the dagger tapped against it, and I chuckled as I saw her fear increase more and more.

Removing the sharpened edge, I saw her fear recede, relief replacing it before pain overtook everything.

She scread as the dagger pierced straight into her stomach, and I twisted the blade a few tis, thoroughly enjoying the way her agony sounded.

Pulling my dagger free, I placed my palm on her stomach and healed the wound, listening to her ragged breathing for a few monts before doing it again.

Mounting her body, I took ti to enjoy the way my blade carved through her flesh as I made 'art' with her skin, only to heal it back up again and again.

Her blood pooled around us, and I grinned even as my clothes grew wet from the sheer amount of that red liquid that perated the air.

Idly, in the back of my mind I noted that my mana was regenerating, or simply speeding up the creation of blood itself, while also knitting the flesh back together.

Useful information indeed, but for the mont I was lost to the pains I had inflicted on her, before I put her out of her misery when I grew bored.

Stumbling away, I sat on one of the chunks of rubble before stripping out of my clothes, staring at the bloodstained garbs.

She had scread so beautifully before falling quiet, her eyes dull as her mind cloistered itself away, waiting for its end...

With one fire quenched, I cleaned myself off and enjoyed quenching another, my twisted mind relishing in the actions of today...