Operation Meteor

As the night neared, I woke up and headed to the dining room for dinner. Agnes informed me that everything was ready. I advised her to wait until midnight, as that would be the optimal time to strike.

We planned to initiate the operation at 2 am, taking advantage of the guards' intoxication and catching the assassins off guard. After dinner, I returned to my room and immersed myself in a book, keeping track of the time.

When the moment approached, there was a knock on my door, and my four maids entered the room. I glanced at each of them, nodding in acknowledgment, and uttered quietly, "It's time for action, everyone."

As they prepared to leave the room, I whispered a phrase for their success "Yashasvi bhava" (Be glorious) in a hushed voice. Beatrice appeared puzzled by my words, but she didn't dwell on it, following the group like the others.

Assassinlord 's Pov

My name is Kevin, a 42-year-old man born in the slums of Wintercrest city. I grew up learning the ways of pickpocketing and stealing to survive.

Life in the slums taught me many skills, from cheating to smuggling and even dealing with drugs. It was a rough upbringing, but it was all I knew.

One day, as I was walking home from my favorite pub, I witnessed a brutal murder. The scene left me terrified, realizing that the killer wouldn't let me go easily. Desperate for mercy, I offered to assist the assassin and work for them.

A wicked smile crossed the assassin's face as they accepted my offer, taking me to one of their hideouts.At the hideout, I underwent thorough searching to ensure I posed no threat. Once deemed acceptable, I was thrust into an underground training center.

Life there was harsh and brutal. We were forced to train relentlessly, even being made to fight and kill each other. Refusing meant punishment, hunger, and isolation. Witnessing the plight of others, I steeled my heart and did what was expected of me.

Taking my first life filled me with an inexplicable ecstasy. The sight of blood dripping from my dagger, the chilling silence that followed, it awakened something within me.

I found pleasure and purpose in the art of killing and torturing. As time passed, I rose through the ranks and became one of the leaders in the organization.

My passion for the dark arts grew stronger.During my tenure, the organization continued to recruit new talent. Two individuals stood out among the rest. They were orcs from the feline tribe, purchased from a slave trader.

These two possessed exceptional skills in assassination, but they refused to harm their fellow trainees. Despite being coerced and beaten, they stood their ground, sparing the lives of many of their generation.

Though they refrained from killing their colleagues, their professionalism in their work was unmatched. They executed their assignments with precision and efficiency, specializing in intelligence gathering rather than direct assassinations.

I now find myself working alongside these enigmatic figures, tasked with keeping a close watch on the duke's son and, if necessary, eliminating him.As I stood outside the young duke's room, hidden in the shadows, my three colleagues guarded the castle gates.

Our mission was clear: keep a watchful eye on any unusual activities and report back to headquarters and if commanded then to assassinate the young duke . Lost in thought, I glanced towards the window, where my target, the young duke, peacefully slumbered.

As I watched from the shadows, my eyes fixated on the young maid stepping out of the mansion. A devious smile curled on my lips as a sinister idea formed in my mind.

Following her would be a perfect opportunity to quench my thirst for power and dominance. The thought of sinking my dagger into her delicate flesh, relishing in her fear and helplessness, sent a surge of excitement through my veins.

The guards at the castle gates were too drunk to care, granting me the freedom to pursue my wicked intentions.Keeping a safe distance, I trailed her through the dark and desolate streets, my senses heightened, attuned to every sound and movement.

She seemed oblivious to my presence, walking with purpose towards an abandoned area. It was as if fate itself was leading me to my prey.With each step, my anticipation grew, imagining the control I would have over her.

The deserted surroundings only added to the thrill, providing a suitable backdrop for my dark desires. Approaching the entrance cautiously, my heart raced with exhilaration.

The dim light filtering through the broken windows cast eerie shadows, heightening the sense of foreboding. The maid stood there, unsuspecting of the predator lurking in the shadows.

A wicked grin spread across my face, my heart pounding with anticipation. I was so close to claiming my prize, to asserting my dominance over her. But just as I prepared to strike, a voice shattered the silence, freezing me in my tracks.

"When are you going to strike I have been waiting for a long time mister,after all you have been following me since I left the mansion " she said suddenly turning towards me, her eyes ablaze with lightning and thunder crackling around her, my heart skipped a beat.

Cold sweat trickled down my face, but I swiftly composed myself, relying on my years of training in the assassination business.As the maid steadily advanced towards me, each step she took seemed to ignite a tempestuous display of lightning and thunder.

Bolts of lightning crackled and danced around her, encircling her form with an electrifying aura. The abandoned building we stood in began to tremble, as if the very air itself quivered in response to the impending Lightening and thunder.

With a deafening boom and the resonating crash of thunderclaps in an instant, she vanished from my sights.. The force of the her movement speed created sonic booms that reverberated through the air, threatening to rupture my eardrums.

Suddenly, her voice echoed within my mind "You seem to have some nefarious thoughts towards me" the maid said, her voice dripping with disdain "And your disgusting gaze as you looked towards me... How I detest it. Only the young master can look at me with those eyes."The intensity of her gaze, accompanied by the radiating currents in her eyes, struck fear deep into my core.

Without warning, she thrust her open palm toward my chest, unleashing a devastating blow infused with terrifying thunder. The impact sent me hurtling through the air, crashing into one of the walls of the dilapidated building.

Electric currents surged through my body, tormenting every nerve and leaving me writhing in agony.It was the most painful experience for me as even in hellish training camp I never felt something like this but with courage I mustered my remaining strength and started to stand again but again I heard the maid's voice"It seems you still have some fight left."

With a snap of her fingers, two menacing lances materialized, crackling with electric currents. As she motioned them towards me, they sliced through the air, tearing mercilessly through my legs. The searing pain engulfed me, overwhelming my senses. Darkness threatened to consume me as my vision blurred, and I succumbed to unconsciousness.