Chapter 7 – Assassin Brigade

As the memories faded, Elena shook herself from the reverie, returning to the present moment.

She blinked, refocusing on the task at hand, her hands steady now as she placed the items on the tray. Her own words to Cain resonated in her mind, reminding her of the depth of her feelings, and the intensity of her devotion.

Currently, Elena is wearing a sleek black and white maid uniform that hugged her curves. It consisted of a form-fitting dress with a short skirt that barely grazes mid-thigh, accentuating her toned legs that are wearing stockings. The uniform was tied with a white lace on her back at her waist, emphasizing her hourglass figure.

Cain reclined in his plush chair, his eyes dark with desire as he watched Elena move about the room with graceful precision, her every movement captivating him. All of a sudden-

“Come here,” Cain said with a husky voice, a command that sent shivers down Elena’s spine.

Elena's heart raced with excitement as she obeyed.

“Kneel.”

Without hesitation, sinking to her knees before Cain, her eyes locked on his with devotion.

As her body yielded to her master, she removed Cain’s lower clothing easily. Without another order, she aligned herself on his throbbing cock, looking like a silent invitation, her breath coming in a shallow gasp.

“You know what I want.”

With a sultry smile, Elena leaned forward, her lips trailing teasingly along the length of Cain's throbbing cock before engulfing him in her warm, wet mouth. Cain groaned with pleasure as she worked her magic, her tongue swirling around him with love and precision.

“That’s it. Take me deep.”

Elena’s mouth worked tirelessly to pleasure her master, her desires burning hot within her as she surrendered to his dominance.

With a primal growl, Cain pulled Elena closer, his cock sliding deep into her throat as he throat fucked her with passion. Elena gagged and moaned around him, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of his strength as she struggled to keep up with his relentless pace.

“Swallow every drop.” His hips thrust forward with increasing pace as he neared his ecstasy.

As Elena gagged while on his cock, she felt him tensing up, growing as the seconds grow. With a final thrust, Cain released his hot, sticky seed into Elena's waiting mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around him as she drank him down greedily. While gulping down heaps of his essence, she did not fail to lock her eyes into his, showing her love for her master.

Breathless and flushed with arousal, Elena collapsed into Cain's thighs, her body buzzing with pleasure as he brought her to the bed.

“I'm going to taste you.”

With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he tore her outfit, showing her smooth silky body. As Cain teased Elena's sensitive flesh with his hands, he looked at her cunt which was dripping like a waterfall. With his fingers and tongue, he attacked her weak spots, making her shiver. As he inserted two fingers, with a held moan, she came while grabbing Cain’s back.

“Already?”

“I-I’m sorry master…”

She was already aroused when she went into the room, it was a surprise that she did not orgasm from the blowjob itself. He then continued with his masterful combination of his tongue and fingers to bring Elena to the brink of ecstasy again and again until she cried out in sheer pleasure.

"Oh, master! Don't stop..." she said with a desperate plea, her body trembling with anticipation as she begged him for another release.

With a sexual hunger burning in his eyes, he positioned himself between her legs, his throbbing cock poised at her entrance.

"Are you ready for me, my dear maid?" Cain's voice was thick with desire, his words sending a shiver of anticipation down Elena's spine as she nodded eagerly in response.

"Yes, master... Please, I need you inside me, show this undeserving maid some of your love," Elena's voice was a breathless whisper, her body arching towards him as she surrendered herself completely to his desire.

With a powerful thrust, Cain buried himself deep inside Elena's welcoming warmth, his hips meeting hers with a force that elicited a guttural moan from her lips and caused her eyes to roll back in pleasure. Each movement felt like a relentless assault on her senses, hitting her just right, targeting her weak spots with precision.

"You like that, don't you, hmm? You like it when I hit you just right."

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, Cain's relentless thrusts driving Elena to the brink of ecstasy with each powerful movement. His dominance over her was intense, his control unwavering as he pushed her to new heights of pleasure.

"Yes, master! Don't stop... thank you… thank you…!"

Their lovemaking grew more urgent, more primal, as Cain continued to drive Elena toward the edge of oblivion. With each thrust, he hit her cervix, opening her up for him to plunge even deeper inside her, his relentless assault driving her wild with desire.

With a fierce cry, Elena tumbled over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Cain followed close behind, his release echoing through the room as he spilled his seed deep inside her, claiming her as his.

As they lay entwined, sweaty, and satisfied, Elena felt Cain's warm cum dripping out of her in deliciously sinful streams.

With Elena's body still quivering from the intensity of their previous round, Cain's desire surged anew as he positioned her on all fours, her curves presented enticingly before him. The soft light of the flickering candles danced across her skin, illuminating every curve and contour with a golden glow that only added to her charm.

“Show me! Show me how much you are devoted to me.” Cain’s voice filled the room dripping with dominance and desire.

Gripping her hips firmly, Cain leaned forward, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered words of primal longing. Elena's heart raced in response, her anticipation mounting with each passing moment.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, Cain entered her from behind, the sensation of being filled by him sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched her back, offering herself up to him completely as he began to move within her.

"You're mine, Elena. Mine to command, mine to pleasure. And right now, I'm going to take everything you have to give."

As Cain's powerful thrusts rocked her body, Elena's moans grew louder and more desperate, each one a testament to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

"Oh, Master! Yes! Harder... Deeper... I need you!"

Her words were barely coherent, lost amidst pleasure as Cain's relentless pace drove her to the brink of ecstasy.

Each movement brought them closer to the edge, the tension in the room palpable as they surrendered themselves fully to the pleasure of the moment.

With a final cry of pleasure, her body shuddered with ecstasy as pleasure collapsed over her. Cain still thrusting while seeing her cum.

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“Take it!”

He groaned as he tightened his grip on her hips while he pulled her closer, painting her insides white.

As the intense waves of pleasure subsided, Elena's head fell forward, burying her face in the softness of the bed. With her legs still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking.

As Cain pulled out, still hard, his warm cum began to dribble down her thighs, leaving a trail of his essence on her skin and staining the sheets beneath them.

Elena lay on the bed, her body still tingling. Despite the exhaustion, she knew Cain was far from finished with her.

"You've been such a good girl, Elena. But I'm not done with you yet." Cain said as they continued the night non-stop.

Early in the morning, the mist still lingering in the air, Oswald and Ally could be found training in the spacious grounds of the estate. Oswald is an Adept Minor rank of the Nocturne house, the same as his master. The seasoned butler with years of experience, moved with precision and grace as he fought ally with his white gloves.

With a flick of his wrist, Oswald demonstrated his unique affinity with the element of metal, transforming his gloves into a shimmering silver.

As they sparred, Oswald effortlessly deflected Ally's strikes with his gloved hand, making Ally lose her balance. With each fluid movement, he countered her attacks with precision, exploiting the slightest openings in her defence.

Ally activated Thunder Pulse, sending a small shock-wave around where she is standing with small strands of lightning arcing around her. Unfortunately, she still failed to make Oswald break a sweat. With Ally’s added speed and strength, she fought valiantly, her great sword swinging with formidable force, but Oswald's mastery proved to be too much for her to overcome. He deflected and parried the strong and fast swings of the great sword whilst dodging attacks.

With a swift motion, he disarmed her, his gloved hand catching her blade with ease before swiftly tripping her.

Though Ally struggled to keep up, Oswald remained unfazed, his movements fluid and controlled as he continued to dominate the sparring match. With each passing moment, it became clear that Oswald's strength and skill far surpassed Ally.

Yet, despite the one-sided nature of their duel, Ally refused to back down. With renewed determination, she pressed on, determined to prove herself worthy of belonging in the house of Nocturne.

With a final, resounding clash of metal, Oswald and Ally brought their duel to a close. Despite her valiant efforts, Ally found herself overwhelmed by Oswald's superior skill and strength.

Breathing heavily, Ally lowered her great sword, a look of admiration mingled with exhaustion on her face. "You are amazing, Oswald," she conceded, her voice sounding with respect.

He offered Ally a hand up. "You fought well, Miss Ally," he replied with a warm and encouraging tone. “Let’s take a break, shall we?”

Together, they walked towards a nearby bench, where they sat down to catch their breath and reflect on the training session. Despite the intensity of their sparring, there was a sense of camaraderie between them.

“I apologize that you have to train with me and not master Cain, Miss Ally. Master Cain is preoccupied with an assignment from the Guild Master, and he asked me to train you while he is gone.” He said apologetically.

“No, no, you don’t have to apologize, Oswald, I am more than happy to spar with you,” Ally said with a reassuring smile.

As they sat on the bench, Ally took a moment to catch her breath before turning to Oswald with a curious expression. "Oswald, if you don't mind me asking, can you tell me more about lord Cain?”

Cain had always been a troublemaker, the kind of kid who seemed to attract chaos like a magnet. With no father around, he was raised by his loving mother who did her best to keep him on the right path. But trouble seemed to follow Cain wherever he went. Despite his harmful nature, there was always a spark of potential within him beneath the layers of defiance.

The Nocturne family was not just any ordinary family. They were part of a prosperous business that thrived under the guidance of Cain's mother, whose beauty and grace had produced many suitors. However, she chose to deny them all, devoting all her time to her family. But when Cain turned fourteen, his mother disappeared without a trace, leaving Cain to inherit everything. Overnight, he found himself in a position of responsibility he wasn’t prepared for.

With his mother gone, leeches and opportunists emerged to take advantage of the vulnerable young heir. But Cain, despite his delinquent past, matured rapidly. He realized that he had to step up and take charge to protect his family's legacy.

Oswald, a loyal and trusted servant who had been with the Nocturne family since the beginning, became Cain's guiding hand. Oswald's unwavering support and wisdom helped Cain navigate the treacherous waters of business and family politics. Under Oswald's mentorship, Cain learned the true value of having power and being a domineering figure.

At the age of fifteen, he was registered as an Apprentice rank practitioner, and it brought many surprises to the Mescua province. This news brought many big shots to his front door asking for a collaboration. Many families are also throwing out their daughters with marriage proposals to get in his good graces. Who doesn’t want to be associated with a young genius at fifteen who is at the Apprentice rank?

As he matured, he transformed into a respectable figure, embodying the last embers as the remaining heir of the Nocturne family. While most body practitioners favoured swords, spears, and bows, he picked up a halberd as a main weapon which is irregular for most practitioners. He displayed immense talent and chemistry with halberds and he gained respect and admiration from both allies and enemies alike.

At seventeen, he has reached the Adept Minor rank causing another commotion in the Mescua province. Not only that, he has awakened two elements of lightning and shadow. This news made him more respected, but that only brought trouble. Multiple powerful officials have sent assassin organizations to get rid of the budding talent since they didn’t want more competition in their lands.

With experience in politics and strong combat abilities, Cain swiftly dispatched the threats, ensuring the safety of himself and his house. Multiple assassins displayed outside of his mansion were displayed on a pike. Signs of torture could be seen from their physical states. Be it burning, laceration, bludgeon strikes, or whips, all of the assassins sent were displayed with pitiful outcomes. It was a mystery how the young master survived until it was said that the famous Nocturne heir was actually a mythical Spellblade. After a couple of days, multiple families’ houses started to crumble. The officials who were part of the threat were wiped out of the Mescua province. Nobody knows how this happened, but this is only the reason why people don’t dare attempt to antagonize the Nocturne family.

This was the time the Chaosfall Guild, an organization known for its domineering power and iron will, approached him. This is when Cain met Able and learned a little bit about his mother. This is the reason why he tied himself down to the guild, to learn more about his mother. As he went to multiple missions and assignments, he was called a lot of things-

Halberd of Mescua, Quiet’s Disciple, and Cain Spellblade

“My lord has been through a lot…” Ally said with a frown. “It’s a good thing that all of you are here for him, Oswald.”

“No, Miss Ally, we are lucky that he is here for us.” Oswald proudly said.

“How did you and Lady Elena meet his lord?”

“Well, you certainly should ask Miss Elena yourself. As for me? Maybe you’ll learn it in the future,” Oswald said jokingly. “Anyways, let’s carry on with your training.”

[Three Hours Ago]

While the sun is still hiding, Cain is inside an empty building sitting on a chair seemingly waiting. Not waiting long, shadows around him began to flicker. Multiple figures materialized with a controlled yet ominous presence. Twenty assassins, handpicked by Able to assist Cain in the demon purge stood before him. Some displayed an affinity with wind and some displayed shadow elements. Their skills are honed through years of training and experience in the concealed world of assassination.

These professionals, clad in dark clothing that blended with the night exuded an aura of death from the years of killing. The majority of them were women, chosen for their resistance against succubus charms and their recognition of Cain's authority and power. Ranging from Apprentice rank to the highest being Adept Minor Rank, each assassin brought their talents and abilities to the group.

Leading them was Nacht, a petite figure whose presence commanded respect. With her black hair, black eyes, and attire that mirrored the darkness surrounding them, Nacht radiated an air of mystery and authority. She is a middle-aged lady that has experienced multiple life and death. Although she is middle-aged, she still looks as young as she was in her prime years. Like Cain, she was of the same rank, possessing an affinity for shadows that made her a formidable opponent in the realm of stealth and deception.

As the leader of the group, Nacht approached Cain with a nod of acknowledgement, her gaze unwavering as she assessed the young heir of the Nocturne family. Halberd of Mescua, Cain Spellblade. She then kneeled, and other assassins followed.

“Sir Cain.”

“Nacht.”

There was a mutual understanding between them, a silent recognition of each other's strength. Although Nacht is an Adept Minor like Cain, she is not part of the twelve recognized Adept Minors in the Chaosfall Guild. This is because even in the realm of the Adept Minors, not everyone is equal. Depending on the proficiency of the practitioner of the same realm decides the outcomes of most battles. The twelve official Adept Minors are the top-of-the-line Adept Minors of the Chaosfall Guild. Each shows great proficiency and talent in their profession. In this world where strength rules all, even Nacht, who is the senior of Cain, has to show respect.

“I’m assuming you heard from Able,” Cain said sternly.

Although they hadn’t met a lot of times, Nacht knew the attitude of the young master in terms of war and battles. He is domineering, almost arrogant, but what he lacks in manners, comes immense strength. Cain’s proficiency in the shadow element is equal, if not better than Nacht. This is why Nacht and the others did not mind Cain not showing proper etiquette towards her lord’s name.

More respect and fear were instilled since Cain is the only one who survived being the disciple of Able. The ascended, Able the “Quiet” is one of the known assassins in the Astera kingdom. Known for having torturous training in exchange for strength. No one has survived being his disciple, so no one went to him until Cain asked him to be trained.

“Yes, we dispatched twenty assassins from the brigade, ranging from Apprentice rank and some Adept Minor rank,” Nacht said while still keeping her head down.

“Alright, we will move right now. We will have no mounts. I want to catch them by surprise.”

“As you wish, Sir Cain.” She replied curtly.