The Moonlight Swordsman



[Warning R18+, Now do remember this is pure fiction work and this chapter might contain some things that are not easy to read. But my story had a dark tag, a tragedy tag for a reason, this is a dark fantasy so the story will be too dark in the world of Xelgar] 

As Aizel and Isabella approached the mansion, they carefully weaved through the bushes, trying to make their presence as inconspicuous as possible. Aizel used his power of imagination to lessen their visibility.

With caution, Aizel and Isabella approached the mansion's perimeter fence.

They breached the mansion's security by cutting a section of the fence. As they inched closer to their objective, they took great care to avoid drawing unnecessary attention to themselves.

As they approached a guard standing a few meters away from them, Aizel moved through the bushes while Isabella remained behind to keep an eye on their surroundings.

He silently drew his dagger and approached the guard, his hand covering the guard's mouth as he swiftly slit his throat.

Aizel grabbed the corpse and pulled it into the bushes nearby.

Once the coast was clear, they both made their way further into the mansion's territory, leaving the dead guard behind.

"That window," Aizel pointed to a big window, trying to draw Isabella's attention to it.

Two trees were situated nearby in the expansive garden, with a handful of guards engaged in idle chatter, unaware of their presence.

"We can't get past the guard keeping our presence hidden," Isabella replied.

"Don't worry, I will take them down in just a few seconds; you keep an eye on the surroundings."

"But how?"

"Just watch,"

*Whistle*

Aizel whistled loudly from the cover of the bushes to draw the attention of the guards.

The guards, startled by the sudden noise, started to scan the area.

With his weapon drawn, one of them advanced toward the bushes where Aizel was hiding.

"Who's there?"

Aizel's body sprang forward in a swift, frog-like motion as he launched himself at the guard.

His dagger hit its spot and went into the guard's throat, unleashing a gush of crimson blood.

"You!

"Fucker, who are you...

"Kill him...

His opponents shouted and ran towards Aizel, but the latter was swift on his feet.

He summoned a shadow clone using his dagger's ability, and it appeared with Dragonfang behind one of the guards, slitting his throat.

In a matter of moments, Aizel swapped places with the clone and plunged his dagger into the guard's neck before the man could even react.

Isabella could only watch in awe as Aizel quickly and efficiently eliminated their guards.

The last guard stood there, frozen in fear, as Aizel moved quickly toward him. He gave up without a fight because he knew there was no way to get away from the terrible monster in front of him.

Isabella sprinted towards Aizel, she nodded approvingly at the neat pile of bodies he had created, and the two of them quickly stowed them away in her ring, making sure to leave no trace behind.

"Let's head inside quick, their shout must have been heard by others," she said.

"Hmm,"

I had already created a small barrier when I fought so that their voices wouldn't be heard," he thought.

Aizel and Isabella crept softly into the mansion through an open window. He focused more of his powers to minimize their presence and avoid drawing any attention to themselves.

Aizel and Isabella, from within the mansion, peered out through the corridor and saw a great hall full of well-dressed people laughing and chatting.

But the sight of some of the visitors playing with naked beast women, and humans wearing collars caught their eye.

"We should find an underground room or cellar; there are slaves kept in cages there."

"Hmmm..." Aizel hummed in a deep voice.

Carefully blending in with the crowd, Aizel and Isabella kept an eye out for any secret doors or hallways as they made their way through the hall. They looked for any indication of a basement or underground area that might be holding the kidnapped kids.

Isabella's sharp eyes caught a mage leading a group of women down a chain- and collar-decorated stairwell that went down.

"There, Aizel," she slowly whispered.

"Hello sir and madam, are you new here?" The man dressed in a butler's attire appeared out of nowhere and spoke to Aizel and Isabella.

"No, actually, it's our second time," Aizel replied.

"Oh, so what are you looking for? We have every variety with us. Just a few days ago, we got some fresh kids too," the butler winked as he replied.

"Though I can't be guaranteed they will be fresh by now, hehe..."

"Is that so," Aizel's eyebrow twitched when he replied.

"Where are those kids, then? I would like to see if they serve me well or not."

"Sure, sir and madam, follow me, please."

As they descended the stairs behind the butler, Isabella nervously crossed her fingers, hoping for a safe outcome.

At the same time, Aizel's heightened senses let him hear the muffled cries and voices coming from below. But as he spread out his mana sense, the pain, and suffering he felt swamped him, and he quickly pulled back his senses. He couldn't take any more.

Aizel's heart felt like it was being crushed as he saw the horrific sight of women and children being abused and tortured.

When they got to the underground cellar, Isabella's worst fears were proven when they saw cages full of women of all ages being raped and tortured.

Aizel's soul felt shattered when he saw young children among the victims. The butler led them to where Isabella recognized some of the kids, but when she saw their lifeless bodies with wounds all over, she collapsed on her knees, tears streaming down her face.

"I am sorry, it seems they were able to handle the situation. Hehe. Umm, why are you crying, mam?"

"Are they the ones you were after Isabella,"

Instead of answering, Isabella hurried into the cage and cradled the children's lifeless bodies in her arms. Her fingers rummaged through her ring, seeking something that could help, but to her dismay, nothing seemed to work.

"Did you somehow know these kids?" the butler asked.

"I'm afraid I will have to cause you more trouble Vespara. I hope you can keep Daisy and the children safe," Aizel slowly whispered.