An Expected Outcome

As Sarah made her way to the Lieutenant's tent, she saw her thralls standing guard in different spots around the quarters. The two soldiers Sarah had blackmailed were standing in the middle of the entrance to the tent. Emma was beside the two men with a vial desperately clutched in her hands.

When Sarah arrived, Emma quickly rushed forward and gave Sarah the small vial from her hands to hers.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Is all of this even necessary?" Emma asked worriedly with a downtrodden look as she gave the vial into Sarah's hands.

Feeling the heat emanating from the purple liquid, Sarah smiled at the flustered girl, "Don't worry, this will work just fine."

Saying her dues, Sarah pushed Emma aside as she arrived before the entrance.

'Let's get started,' Sarah thought as she spoke out loud to the entrance.

"Sir, can I come inside?" She said.

Sarah immediately looked at her two blackmailed victims and got a nod in return.

"We'll seal any air from the inside," Devon said as he looked to his partner, gaining a gulp in return.

"Good," Sarah whispered, before hearing a lackadaisical response bouncing back from the tent.

"Sure, tell me what you want quickly and leave," They heard the Lieutenant say from inside.

Hearing the go-to signal, Sarah walked with her Law Qi pulsing through her veins, ready to activate her powers as soon as she got the chance.

She moved the entrance aside as she entered the relatively luxurious tent.

There was a bed with a wooden frame on the right side of the tent, with a nightstand propping up a sword with a glass mug on top. To the left of the tent was a fire lamp illuminating with an orange glow, with another table with maps and a book sitting on top.

Weirdly, that book gave off some type of essence. Sarah was surprised she could even feel that from it. The book looked like any other book, hell it looked worse than the few scavenged books in Morrowl.

But again, she did only remember using books as firewood back in the day. Those were interesting times indeed.

"Hello, Cleatus," She said with a sweet smile.

"What did you just call me?" The Lieutenant asked with a raised eyebrow.

His body tensed up as he eyed Sarah with a slightly aggressive stance. His instincts were telling him this woman didn't feel right.

Noticing the Lieutenant's look, Sarah licked her lips before giving a soft whisper.

"Goodbye, Cleatus."

Before the Lieutenant could respond, he suddenly saw Sarah crush the vial in her right hand, and purple smoke emanated from where she broke it, covering her figure in a violet fog.

'This is going to go so well~' Sarah chuckled in her mind before swiftly unsheathing her nails.

[Seductress' Blade has been used!]

As the Lieutenant felt breathed in the purple smoke, a sharp pain shot through his lungs that lasted a fraction of a second. It disappeared as quickly as it arrived.

'Must be the smoke,' The Lieutenant thought before his gaze became completely covered by the purple smoke around him.

The Lieutenant had tried to stop his breathing but was somehow unsuccessful. The smoke seemed permeable through his skin. There was no way to prevent the smoke from infecting his body.

At least he could slow down the effects by holding his breath.

With the smoke covering her, Sarah quickly shifted to the side and stabbed at the Lieutenant.

Shing!

Unfortunately, Sarah's attack was blocked by the Lieutenant's sword, Enther. The smoke was made from Sarah's own flesh, so the potion didn't affect her sight or mind.

But for the Lieutenant, all he could see was a swift shadow behind the smoke, and loud tapping of her feet to determine where Sarah was hiding.

Like this, he slashed at the place he was attacked, hoping to end this fight right now if possible.

'I see you!' The Lieutenant thought as he swiped his sword across the room.

Well, luckily for Sarah, she could see the attack coming before he even swung, and his movements were slowed by the smoke's effects, disorienting him and causing him to miss his swing completely.

"Hahaha, Cleatus, Cleatus, I thought you would put up more of a fight?" Sarah chuckled as she hid in the shadows with her long nails eerily retracted from her hands.

It looked something out of those scary stories, adventurers would say in a bar.

A beautiful woman as seductive as a princess, and as dangerous as a witch.

Seeing his thoughts become hazy, Cleatus shook his head and readied his sword in front of him.

'I won't go down that easy,' Cleatus thought before channelling his law into Enther and letting it loose from his hands.

And to Sarah's shook, the sword started to... fly?

"Nice trick," She taunted, before stabbing forward towards the Lieutenant's head.

But before her strike could land, it was blocked by the flying sword swiftly coming in her path and stopping her blade from thrusting forward.

And before she could attack, the sword oriented its blade and thrust towards Sarah's forehead.

Clang!

"Tch," Sarah had barely blocked the sword that shot towards her head, but even then, she barely survived.

The sword was trembling in the air as if it was drunk.

The sword was weak, it couldn't do much except to distract her-

Wait... distract her?

Ptu-

Suddenly Sarah started puking out blood as she felt a dagger enter her stomach.

She immediately collapsed on the floor, as she held the wound on her stomach, trying to take out the dagger but failing each time she attempted.

'Got you know, you witch,' Cleatus thought as he held his other sentient daggers in between his fingers.

He quickly shot the five daggers out of his grip right towards Sarah's body.

Slice!

All five of the daggers hit their target.

One for the head, two for the arms, and two for the legs. Like this, even if she didn't die by the headshot, she would at least be immobilised by being stuck to the floor with the daggers pierced through her bones and flesh.

But when he came closer to inspect, all he saw was a corpse with reddish-brown hair lying on the ground. Her body wasn't so sensual after death it seemed.

The Lieutenant grabbed his hair and combed it back with his fingers.

'What did she expect...'

'This was an expected outcome-'

Suddenly, Cleatus dropped to his knees as his stomach was pierced by a glowing needle from behind.

As he held the needle in pain, he heard a gentle voice whispering from behind.

"An expected outcome, right?"