Inquisitormaster Light Novels & Stories

Ernesta asked confusedly. Manager and Arian were as surprised as Ernesta, and they did not understand why Liam gave. Maybe because Ernesta Noah's eyes were ugly, he didn't like it. "Disadvantage, with the too strong light environment will reduce vision somewhat." Liam looked directly at Ernesta, reading out the information on her resume. “Did I read it right?” Liam asked coldly. "You read it right." Ernesta also did not want to waive. “So what? What do you mean?"

★𝕽𝖎𝖝 Stepping onto the crystalline floor of the City of Glass was an exercise in absolute control. The entire environment was built on a geometry so flawless, so precise, that my own Ice-Discipline, which I prided myself on, felt rudimentary and rough by comparison. The Luminar communicated with geometric probes beams of pure, focused light that mapped every element, every memory, and every thought for imperfections. They were not hostile, they were simply seeking absolute data.

“Can you please come in and help me?” Analis looks both ways before entering the room. I lead her to the table. It is tall, coming up to my waist, as long as a bed, and a little broader than I am. Working together we push it out of the way. Something beeps. A light turns on. There is a hissing noise, as white gas fills the chamber. Scattering, we both run, neither one of us wanting to be found on the same floor as whatever it was we just released. Master Segundus doesn’t forgive mistakes.

"Of course. More parts if you want." "Well," Mistress Dark said, "back to the business at hand. Your turn to practice on Lisa, Scott." She handed the burning candle to Master. Lisa climaxed too.

"What?" An aggressive knock answered Jamie's question before his friend could say anything. He jumped to his feet and opened the door ajar, peeping through. "Good evening Master Alfred", Jamie smiled as he greeted the short robust man standing close to his door post with a frown on his face. Master Alfred was one of the tutors in the institution whose ability was to change his physical disposition into that of an animal or insect. He was a short, robust man with a bulging stomach and had a spectacle sitting on his nose.

"Thank you, Veronica mumbled, sniffing her nose. She was already in tears not knowing how to react in that situation. Orion didn't respond but took her arm and intertwined it against his. For the rest of the party, he didn't leave her hand for once. Veronica didn't oppose either, she flushed red while Orion inwardly broke in a cold sweat. ★......................★ Mr. Mcmaster wheeled to his enclosure, he inwardly got alerted as the lights of his room were unusually off today. He turned but couldn't find Casey there. His strong eyesight could mark out the silhouette of the staring at him in the dark. The chilly sensation crawled down to his spine under the glare of the intruder in his room. B

The boy looked so much like her Master, Ice Pick. Oh what a dream! Suddenly, a bright light shone on her face, making her jumping out of the bed fearfully. "Seriously? You don't want to stop, do you, Ice Pick?!" She grunted with a frown as she sat on the bed and hissed loudly. "Woah!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed, "if this is how slaves are being treated, then passing as a trainer won't be a problem for me." That voice...Sophia's eyes went wide open, "Annie is here!" Her subconscious mind screamed, and she turned to see Alice and Annie staring at her.

"Look." At the intersection, a squad of Silver Moon soldiers stood in a loose formation, their white-and-silver armor catching the moonlight. But it wasn't the soldiers that froze Aiden in his tracks. It was the woman standing in front of them. She was tall, her hair a cascade of silver, her eyes glowing with an unnatural, pale light. She held a hand out, a sensor-device humming in her palm, pointing directly toward the alleyway where Aiden stood. "He’s here," the woman said, her voice carrying through the cold night air like a bell. "I can smell the frost on the wind. Come out, little catalyst. The Inquisitor is waiting."

"The Master had these rare moon-glow vipers harvested from the deep trenches of the territory just to keep your mind occupied. He has never spoiled a female like this." I stare at the three glowing, serpentine creatures cutting through the dark water. They are hypnotic, priceless, and highly toxic. My wolf doesn't feel spoiled; she feels trapped. "You do not look pleased, Ms. Nightbane," Amelia notes, her eyes narrowing. "I am ecstatic," I lie, my voice flat. "Have you run with the Master before?" she asks, unable to contain her suspicion any longer. "I have served the White line for seasons. He does not pull females from rivers and treat them like high-ranking Lunas without a reason."

"What's the point of being jealous of edited photos, I used to have a friend who was a photographer who was even more reliable than that, so I learned a lot from him, and I could tell which photos were original and which were edited." Azkia's explanation made Deffin glare, why did he forget about this? While the two people in front of him held back a smile, the young master's love for his wife made him senile, even though the Young Master already knew it. "That's what I want to ask, how did you get to know Arnold?" Azkia's words made the atmosphere tense again, but Deffin didn't want to answer, Deffin chose to say, "Don't talk too much, I'm very tired and very sleepy, this is all because of