Catching spies

Among the trees of the forest, two figures moved stealthily, they were Therran and Cyra, who had the duty of watching over everything their master's son did.

They had been under constant surveillance for about 15 days, and they were beginning to think that their master was too paranoid.

The child and mother were normally separated, and he only went with a C-rank slave that he had bought at the auction.

And, although they noticed that the boy was ruthless and perhaps more mature than expected, there was nothing strange.

In short, the only person in the group that was a problem for them was her master's concubine due to the talent she has, but they being two, they would still win in case she decided to get rid of them.

Thus, on the morning of the 16th day of hunting, they kept observing, without knowing that it'll probably be their last day as servants, becoming slaves.

"Hey Cyra, shall we have a drink when we come back from watching them?" Therran asked, after so many years working under the same master, he had started to like her, however...

"No, concentrate on the job master has given us," she said coldly.

'This bitch, if it wasn't for you having a little more talent than me, I would have made you beg for my rod long ago,' he huffed to himself.

In truth he didn't care much, he was just driven by lust, but then he decided to do one thing, "Cyra, let's separate from the beginning, maybe it's when they separate that something happens" Therran said with a solemn expression.

Inside though he was thinking, 'heh, I'll just provoke them to attack me and with that I'll have an excuse to get them screwed over and win the master's favor'

Cyra was confused, but in the end she agreed, after all, she didn't want to be with that bastard much longer.

However, what they didn't know is that a certain vampire was watching them, in the end, even though she didn't have any techniques or abilities to hide, her own bloodline and the fact that she was one step away from the Pseudo-immortal Realm, gave her the ability to see and hear from quite a distance.

"Lady Iliana, the targets have been separated, one of them has bad intentions, but is the weakest, with a level of 221, I suggest catching the woman who will put up the most battle, and is currently level 232" Claire said respectfully.

"Claire, report your position while you chase her, I'm going there" said Iliana cutting the connection.

Twenty minutes passed, and everything seemed normal, this time it was Eleanor who accompanied Axel, but since she was disguised in the same way as Claire, she didn't notice anything different.

Cyra had a bad feeling, but she didn't know what it was, however she soon received two attacks that drained almost half of her HP.

"WHO DARE??", she yelled angrily, but there was also a touch of panic in her voice, 'I didn't feel anyone, who are they?'

For an assassin of her level, she had the sharpest instincts, and only the people of the Pseudo-immortal Realm could hide from her senses.

"Fufufu dear, Magnus sent you to watch over me and you don't know who I am?" Iliana said with a hint of amusement.

"L-lady Iliana since whe-" she started to speak, but then cut her off.

"From the moment I killed that pathetic dark elf that Magnus sent to my son's room and he heard something he shouldn't, I knew he would send someone after me and well, let's just say that your fate right now is surrender or die" he said with a grim expression.

Meanwhile Claire had already surrounded her with threads of blood, in principle it would be more difficult to capture someone like her, but after the damage from the surprise attack and that she didn't like her master very much either, she decided to let herself be captured.

Seeing that, the other two women laughed in amusement, but they still didn't know if she might have any hidden card, so they were still vigilant.

A few minutes later Axel appeared, "it seems to have gone better than expected, well done Claire, mother" he said with a satisfied smile, hiding some malice.

Claire bowed respectfully, while Iliana upon seeing this, rolled her eyes and simply hugged her son, "tch why so serious honey? ~"

"Mom, let's finish this tsk, the girl is looking at us strangely", he was upset, she had taken away all the seriousness he was carrying, "hmmmm let's see, do you want to be my slave ?, he said while he was also analyzing her

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[Name]: Cyra

[Age]: 197 years

[Condition]: scared / injured

[Race]: High dark elf

[Affinity]: Darkness

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| STATS |

[ LVL: 236 / 249 (2.000 / 236.000 EXP) ]

[ Rank A (A+) ]

[ HP: 16.560 / 38.000 ]

[ MP: 25.070 / 85.000 ]

[ Strength: B++ ] [ Agility: S- ]

[ Defense: A- ] [ Resistance: A+ ]

[ Soul: - ] [ Charm: 101 ]

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'Hoh, a high elf, well not bad, not bad', he thought to himself.

In addition, he was also amazed, she had a good figure but without too many curves, and although she was quite small, around 1.55 m, under the mask she was wearing, there was a beautiful face, with skin slightly paler than normal elves, black eyes showing no emotion and totally white hair.

To be honest with himself, after his mother and Claire, she would be the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, ' it's a shame I can't fully have her yet since she's supposed to be my spy and father can't find out'.

Cyra was thinking of asking why he told her that, but seeing the growing disgust and threat on the faces of the other 2 women, she resigned herself to her fate, in the end it was just a question.

"Yes", she replied dryly, but then she felt something strange through her body, she thought about attacking for whatever they had done to her, but just with that, it started a great pain.

"AAAAAARRGHHHHH", she screamed.

"Now now, calm down, stop thinking about attacking or betraying and it will pass, after all you can't escape my pretty slave~~", hearing that, Cyra started to stop screaming as she did what she said.

However, she realized something else, 'although the training proposed by my former master was cruel, his son... I think he's worse than him, I just hope he's not too vicious with me...'

"Well, then, let's go for the last one?" Axel's devilish voice sounded again.

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In another part of the forest, Therran was quite angry, he had a bad feeling, plus the slave he always took with him was more perceptive than usual, but he didn't see the boy or the mother.

"Tch, you damn bastard, I hope the reward for following you for a month is big and the master will let me have that damn elf," he said as he continued to wait for the others to show up.

Then suddenly his vision changed, 'huh, what the hell?', he saw her body turning, but there was something wrong with that situation.

At that moment he realized that his body didn't have his head, but then he stopped thinking, he was dead.

"Well, he looked like a bastard, well done Claire, you're the best," Axel patted her head, and she, oddly enough, seemed to be waiting for him, when a smirk appearing on her face.

"Cyra, when we get back, tell father that he tried to rape you and you killed him, I think it goes with your personality."

"As you say master", she replied without emotions.

'Well, Claire was a bit like that at first, don't worry my pretty slave, little by little you'll change' Axel thought while a glint of mischief appeared in his eyes.

And then turning to his mother she said, "I'll take this body, and let's go back to the hunt, soon I'll awaken my bloodline and time is running out."

This is how 5 days passed....