Inquisitormaster Light Novels & Stories

Jack commanded, his voice calm, yet carrying a new weight of authority that made even Marcus turn his head slightly. "On it," she replied, her fingers a blur across her wrist-mounted console. A series of high-intensity LED floodlights, previously positioned to illuminate the incubation pods, swiveled with silent, servo-driven whirs. Beams of pure white light sliced through the gloom, converging on the tunnel entrance.

I flinched. But even as I wanted to argue, Theo’s face—the tight jaw, the way his fists trembled—came back sharper than any words I could form. “I…” My throat locked. Damien’s smirk curved. “Exactly.” His hand tilted my chin up, forcing my gaze to his. “Stop torturing yourself with fantasies of knights. They’ll never survive in the dark. But I…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “I am the dark. And I’ll make sure no one can take you from me.”

"I know, Minister... I was just curious. I wish to see the face of the one I must battle with for the crown. " He shook his head. "Never do that again. There is time for that, " he said so I nodded at him. We quickly looked at the door when we heard it creaking. Minister was fast to hold his katana. He looked at me and ordered me to open it with his telepathy. I nodded in response and strolled, approaching the door. I peeked into the slightly open gap, but I did not see anyone outside. I also do not feel the energy of any person out, so I violently opened the door and immediately exited. I saw nothing, not even a single person.

Only at home or in front of his family and Lina. “X-Xavier Valentino. I came here to meet him.” Her smile turned into a frown. I felt a blush rising all over my face as my body heated up in embarrassment when she looked at me from head to toe. “Do you have an appointment?” She asked me while raising her eyebrow. I knew she must be suspicious that why would someone like Master know me. I was wearing light pink silk frock which was reaching to my toes. It has been a week but I still didn’t touch the clothes Master gave me. I just felt comfortable in my clothes. Those clothes were a little short and look expensive. I just didn’t feel like touching them.

Then she looked around and noticed a red light coming under the table. The man turned around and slightly closed the door. Then Dianna checked what the red light was and realized it was a recorder device. Instead of taking it off, she decided to play naïve and innocent to make the game realistic and interesting. She acted like nothing was found until a woman came with a tray of tea and slices of chocolate cake. “Good evening, Ma’am! Mr. Anderson requested to bring these to you,” said the woman and put the tray on top of the table. “And he wants to give you this.”

Master paused for a second, his eyes furrowing slightly in thought. Did I say something wrong? He just sighed, rubbing his tired eyes with the ball of his palm. "Yeah..." Is all he replied. With that, he picked up a remote on his bed stand and flipped off the lights. The room was enveloped in darkness. It took me a second for my eyes to adjust. I heard the soft movement of blankets shuffling as Master got comfortable before it was completely quiet. I let out a long, silent, exhale as I quietly relaxed back onto the pillow.

This time when he spoke, his tones and facial expressions were much softer. "I do not know all of the magic that was placed on the blade. I know that for me, the glow was green, not blue as it is for you. I know that it does not like to draw the blood of its master – that was one of the attributes I asked for when I commissioned it. I do not know why it did what it did, but I am sure it had something to do with it cutting you."

A red light appeared before the Grims. It looked so thin and harmless. However, it was emitting a cold aura of death, making all of the Grims feel like they were plunging into an ice cave. The red light was moving quickly. In a blink of an eye, it silently arrived before Marino, the strongest grandmaster of the Grim family. When Marino tried to stop it, the light penetrated Marino’s body like an infrared ray. It moved unhindered and amuck, penetrating all the Grims in a blink of an eye.

We got to the cabin we brought and started our investigation we tied him to a chair in the middle of the floor that was also tied to a poll we put his feet in water and did a make shift electric set up then I decided to question him first I grabbed pliers and asked him do he remember me Why wouldn’t I remember you sweetnesses you had the tightest pussy you making my dick switch now I take the hammer off the table and swing it across his face telling him he will never get near me like that again he just grins blood spilling from his mouth He’s cocky still telling me that I enjoyed being under him and I spit in his face saying fuck you hitting him again I asked who was the guy with you he does

Darkness haunts the faces of the accused, but the light from the candles burns bright as the Inquisitor's passion of bringing the guilty to their knees. "Baron Osbert, I ask again, is this man your employee?" the Inquisitor asked. Osbert confirmed that he hired one of the accused to work for him as a candlemaker. But Osbert never expected him to be an assassin and denied that he was a conspirator for the Pentalium order.