Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 191: First Kill

"Sigh…" A sigh escaped my lips as I gently closed the door behind me, the cool brass handle clicking softly into place.

"Phew... I almost made a mistake I'd regret." My voice was barely above a whisper, but the relief coursing through me was palpable.

My damn grandfather showed me the wrong room, so instead of finding the red-haired bitch, I ended up stumbling on a young, beautiful maid that also had red hair under the dim light that was like molten copper.

Thankfully, I realized my error before doing anything rash. Poor girl didn't deserve to get caught up in this mess.

"Ugh... do I have to handle everything myself?" Frustration bubbled up as I rubbed my temples, the weight of the task ahead pressing down on me. Finding the right room would take time, but the cramped servant quarters offered a peculiar advantage—their small size and sparse furniture meant I could glimpse inside by peering through the keyholes. Primitive, yet effective. As I don't have to open each door.

After ten minutes of cautious maneuvering through the narrow corridors, I finally found it.

"Ah, there you are," a small, happy smile crept on my face as I located the bitch's room.

I don't know if this was a requirement or something, but the servant doors were unlocked, not a single one was locked, so all I had to do was to slowly open the door and sneak inside.

'Oh, what do we have here?' A devious smile crept on my face, as a dark room that was full of clearly expensive bottles of alcohol, lay in front of me. As for the red-haired maid, she was sleeping peacefully on the big bed without caring.

I mean, why wouldn't she, especially after releasing her stress with what looks like a medieval version of a wooden dildo that was still inside her.

'Nice pussy for a bitch like her,' I nodded, approving.

Anyhow, walking on tiptoes, I slowly made my way inside, to the foot of the bed. Stopping and staring at the naked, unconscious figure lying in front of me, I felt my cheeks turn red, as the sight of the beautifully sculpted female body sent an arrow straight to my heart. Her voluptuous breasts were of perfect shape, and the pink nipples stood tall.

'Damn bitch, if only I still had my dick, I'd make sure to ram this tight hole so hard that she'd regret waking up tomorrow,' I muttered, glaring down at my empty panties, which used to keep something there.

'I hate this trial already.'

Shaking the nasty thought off my head, I took from the floor the maid's apron, since I don't have ropes. I used it and tied the red-haired maid's legs to the bed's pole, before taking her hands, placing them above her head, and tying them as well with a spare apron.

Snort!

"Let's get started, shall we?" I whispered, drawing the knife from my belt. Its blade gleamed faintly as I turned it over in my hand, anticipation bubbling beneath my calm facade. For a moment, I simply watched her, the rise and fall of her chest almost hypnotic. Then, without hesitation, I raised my hand and delivered a sharp slap to her fucking cheek.

"Wakey wakey, sweetheart."

"WHAT THE FU..." The bitch instantly woke up, shocked, and was about to scream. Sadly for her, I was prepared and shoved her white panties deep in her mouth.

"Uh uh, don't waste your breath, darling," I said, patting her chest. "You'll need that later."

"Mmffff," the red-haired's muffled shout came from behind her gag, and her eyes were staring in disbelief and fear.

"Okay, let's make things clear," I said, keeping my tone calm and flashing a wide smirk. "If you promise to answer every question I have, I'll make sure not to hurt you."

She didn't reply, simply shaking and trying to get her hands free, like a fish in a net. The fear on her face was evident and was getting darker the moment her gaze spotted the blade in my hand.

"Oh, this?" Raising my left hand, which had the knife in it, a light bulb appeared inside my mind. A dark, perverted idea crossed my mind, and a large, happy smile crept on my lips. But I held back, at least until I got what I came here for.

"Well, you should have thought about it before doing something so stupid," I shrugged, shaking my head and sighing. The act was perfect, the fear in her eyes growing by the second.

"Now, let's talk, shall we?" I said. The smile on my face was bright and gentle, yet the look in my eyes was a cold one. "You can speak now."

I removed the gag, and she wasted no time before shouting.

"What are you doing?" she shouted, her voice shaky and high-pitched. "Do you have any idea who you are dealing with? If you untie me right now, I might forgive you and not kill you!"

"Wow, calm down." Rolling my eyes, I placed the gag back in her mouth. "First of all, don't waste your breath and my time with such lame, cliché threats. And second, who the fuck do you think you are?"

"What?"

SLAP!

"Don't interrupt me," I said, slapping her on the face again, a little harder. "Answer my question."

"Who ordered you to act the way you did towards me and my sister?"

"!!!" The bitch flinched. The look in her eyes was of disbelief and shock. She clearly didn't expect me to guess that her act was planned. I mean, it was bloody obvious from the start—a woman I never met showing hostility from the very start to the heir of the county.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Well."

"..." She didn't answer, only averting her gaze, trying to hide her face.

"You know, I don't really like to use this thing," I said, raising the blade. "So please cooperate, or else I'll have to force it out of you."

"Do you think that this will stop me?" she replied, glaring at me, yet the fear was still present.

"I really want to see if you can still act tough after I remove your breasts," I said, and the look in my eyes was deadly as I placed the knife above her nipple. The bitch flinched, the fear grew even more, and the tears began leaking from the corners of her eyes.

"Now, you have three seconds to talk, and trust me, I count fast."

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Fine, I'll talk, please don't do anything to me." The bitch finally cracked and began crying and begging. "I was ordered by… Lady Maria."

"Good, see how easy it was," I smiled, patting her head. "And why does my dear aunt want you to harass me and my sister?"

"I don't know," she shook her head. "She said that the two new girls will destroy her plans and ruin the family, so she asked me to scare you a little."

"..."

'Sigh... is she stupid or what?'

"Her plans and family, you say?" I said, rubbing the bridge of my nose. A heavy sigh left my lips. "Do you have any idea about her plans?"

"No, but..."

"But what?"

"I don't know the details," she sobbed. "Just that you and your sister threaten her claim to the county's throne. Before you arrived, Lady Maria was first in line..."

'Hmm, so this is the problem.'

"I see," I murmured, stroking my chin in thought. "Anything else?"

"No... that's all I know. I swear."

"Very well," I nodded, bringing the blade close to her throat. "Well, then thank you for your time. I really appreciate it."

"NO PLEASE!!!"

Without hesitation or warning, I cut her neck. The blood gushed, and the body squirmed as the bitch choked on her own blood, trying to breathe.

'Sigh... such a shame, she was a beauty,' I thought, cleaning the blade before standing up. Checking on my clothes, I made sure not to have a drop of blood on me and headed to the door.

"Good, no one is outside," muttering, I sneaked out of the room and walked back to my and Sis's room.

I left the body as it was, not caring if people found out. The reason was simple: it would give my dear aunt a warning not to fuck with me again. No one is going to believe I did it, but they would think that I have someone backing me from the shadows, which is not a bad idea.

And yes, I know that the way I handled this little problem was extreme, but after suffering harsh torture at the hands of that demon in the body trial, I learned the importance of not fucking around and cutting the root before it grows and turns into a nightmare.

And no, this isn't me trying to sound edgy. I just don't like bullies and idiots who think they're strong and better than everyone else. I just don't stand them, and removing them from the world would be much better for everyone.

"Huh, this is going to be fun," a dark, creepy smirk crept on my face as a plan formed in my head—a plan for my dear new auntie.

"Let the game begin, Auntie."

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