My Servant System - Chapter 1027: Sla'Salaxi (2)

“Mother..! Gods damn it..! That hurt…”

Holding my side – and holding myself back from holding another area – I winced as I got up onto my feet and stared at the Fiend, who was hissing at me still as she healed the wound I had inflicted onto her…

Or at least, she was trying to heal it, the mana from the Light Dagger poisoning her body and making it apparent that her skill at healing wasn’t up to snuff at all, so instead she was applying pressure to the stab wound instead, allowing blood to seep between her clawed fingers and down her stomach.

Scooping up the Gladius, I let out a huff as I glanced at the Sultana, who had stepped back into the fog and left space between all three of us, allowing me to fight against the Fiend on my lonesome – although I will admit her mere presence was applying pressure to the Fiend and ensuring she wasn’t able to give me her full attention.

I dragged in a deep breath and stamped down the urge to sigh and snap at the Jackalkin, instead putting my full attention on Sla’Salaxi and her dangerously seductive-

I mean, placing my attention on her long, slender limbs that probably felt wonderful wrapped around my body as I held her close and-

“To say I despise this fog would be one hell of an understatement.”

“What? Getting horny, Demoness~? Wanna stab me with something besides a blade, hm~? Come on… I’ll forgive you, just make sure to cum inside me, alright~?”

The expression of slight pain disappeared from the Dogkin Fiend’s face, replaced instead with one of familiar lust as she removed her hand from her wound and instead used it to show herself off to me instead, hoping that the mist would work its magic on me.

And honestly… it was one hell of a battle to focus on something besides how appetizing she looked at this moment, and to remember that she was a despicable Fiend and not a woman I should want to lay hands on.

“Oh~! You’re even thinking of me as a she now~! That was fast, wasn’t it~?”

Giggling to herself, Sla’Salaxi stood up to her full height and ran her three hands over her body, emphasizing her slender curves and eliciting a groan from me as I tore my eyes away from her in an attempt to put an end to the battle within so that I could return to the battle that mattered.

“Are you going to fight the Fiend or fuck the Fiend, Jahi? Because if you want to do the latter, I would advise getting permission from your lovers first before doing so, and even then… I might still kill you even if they allow you to lay a hand on the Fiend.”

“Aw, you’re no fun at all~! But hey, do YOU really need permission to go around and sling that weapon of yours around, hm~? C’mon baby, let’s run away and have some fun together~! You and me, under the stars~? Doesn’t that sound wonderful~?”

Sla’Salaxi’s voice was back to being as smooth as silk and as melodious as any music I had heard, which made it all the more difficult to raise my Gladius and lunge at her, wiping the smile from her face as I tried to cleave her from her shoulder to her waist.

As I did so, my other hand curled into a fist as I shrouded it in raw Light Mana, which I punched at her stomach and shivered slightly at the satisfying sound of my knuckles digging into her flesh, the meaty smack so refreshing and thrilling to hear.

She blocked my Gladius and got punched instead, but with two hands remaining compared to my zero, she had the advantage up close, and Sla’Salaxi knew how to press it even though she claimed to not be a fighter; those five blade like nails shot down towards my neck from either side as she tried to skewer me, the Fiend ignoring the blistering pain beneath her ribs and instead focusing on trying to kill me instead.

Dropping to the ground, I felt her arms whoosh over my head and narrowly miss my hair, but by dropping instead of leaping back I took my Light Mana shrouded fist and slammed it into Sla’Salaxi’s upper thigh, the blow drawing a pained gasp from her lips as she began to place more weight on her other leg, offsetting her balance.

Taking advantage of that, I rolled away from her and to her injured side, dodging the retaliatory stabs she sent my way and observing how injured she actually was by that; when she leaned down and stabbed her fists towards the tile, I discarded the idea I had and instead rolled once more, the feeling of my blood pumping through my veins laden with adrenaline filling me with such a rapturous glee as I realized I was in a fight that had my life on the line.

A fight where I needed to go all out or suffer from my incompetence; that was one of the main things I lived for, one of the things that made life worth living to its fullest, and it was what made me… me.

Gripping the hilt of my Gladius, I came to a stop and watched as Sla’Salaxi stabbed her fists down towards my skull, the fifteen blades pulsating with her mist as she doubled her attack as both a physical and mental one, but as the thrill of the battle settled into my body, the desires that she was trying to plant within me wilted away slowly but surely.

Timing her attack, I traced out the last line of the rune beneath my hand and encased myself in Light Mana, blocking her stabs and cracking some of her talons, all while I swiftly traced out another familiar spell, preparing for the next step.

As she pulled her fists back again – this time with her mist roiling off of her fingers and turning the air completely pink – I bunched up my muscles and flushed my body with mana before launching myself straight at her, surprising her as the golden barrier shattered beneath my will to allow me to reach her instantly.

Slamming my palm against her stomach, the Fiend narrowed her eyes in confusion when she felt little pain besides the initial impact, only for her three eyes to go wide when a thick blade of golden light pierced her belly, followed right after by my Gladius sinking just below her collarbone.

Wrenching the Gladius to the side, I cut from her collar over to her back as I spun around her, after which I yanked the blade free and kicked her lower back, sending her stumbling forwards as her spine cracked from the impact.

Her body was folded slightly the wrong way, and the wet, agonized cough as she stumbled a few steps made me nod twice, giving me the confidence in myself to swiftly begin tracing out another spell, yet another familiar tool in my arsenal.

My Discus appeared in my hand only to leave it a second after being created, the spinning blade of Light Mana embedding itself into the Fiend’s back and chewing through her fur and flesh to reveal the pink crystalline bone underneath.

Sla’Salaxi screamed out as she flushed her body with her mana, trying to combat my Light Mana and ensure she didn’t take any more damage than she had already, but as she wrapped the Discus in pink mist, I shot forwards and plunged my Gladius into the back of her neck, silencing her as the blade impaled her throat and severed her windpipe.

Her hands reached for my Gladius, weakly clawing at it as she began to gradually morph back into her initial form, falling to her knees and looking up at me from the tile, her pink eyes wet with tears while her plump lips became soaked with violet blood.

Yanking my Gladius out of her throat, I stared into those eyes for a second before grabbing her chin and baring her neck, allowing me to run the blade across it and open up another thick gash, followed by a third as I plunged the Gladius through the side of her neck next.

Leaving it there, I took a step back and watched as the Fiend clawed at the hilt of the blade, trying to pull it free, only for her normal hands to slip and fall back to her sides, where they were unable to rise again thanks to the amount of blood she had lost and the amount of damage she had taken.

But of course, she was a Fiend, so I was prepared for anything… or so I thought, until I noticed that her lips had curled into a smile even though she was weeping, the Fiend grinning at me from the floor like I hadn’t just almost taken her head clean off.