My Enchanting System

Chapter 882: The 12 Maids

"Sebas, I told you to hire the worst maids possible. I didn't know you already did." Cain sighed, sitting on his chair and looking at the twelve maids before him.

The maids paled as Sebas started wiping his sweat off. "Sorry, Lord Cain. They aren't to your liking, I see." He bowed. "Can you tell me your preferences so I can find others?"

"We…we can do better." One of the maids gasped, and Sebas glared at her to shut up.

"No! No! You got it wrong, Sebas." Cain waved his hand. "We're not firing any of them."

"I don't understand." Sebas looked at Cain, confused, as his eyes turned back toward the maids, inspecting them.

What ticked Cain off, he couldn't guess. The maids are hardworking, strong, and all decent in look. Even their contracts were brilliant. Any noble couldn't ask for better maids. It must be something else, their clothes, probably magic. They might be too weak with magic for him.

Cain looked at the maids with a smile. "Sebas is out of this. Leave him aside, for now, let's speak." He lifted a pen, put his legs on the table, and started at them with a smile.

"Don't worry about the damage. I'll not hold you accountable for it, and I don't care for your past or why any of you are here. Come at me, I won't kill any of you." He stared at them with glowing eyes.

"Lord Cain…What do you…" Sebas gasped but soon went silent as he saw all twelve maids surround Cain in the blink of an eye, pointing weapons at him.

"Sebas." Cain looked at him with a smile. "Twelve assassins at once? Are you serious?" He giggled, "Those women are crazed murder-hobos that kill for fun and money. Who recommended them."

"Enough speaking," One of the maids put her knife in Cain's mouth as he was speaking. "For you to notice us is impressive enough. That's right, we were hired to kill you."

"Push the knife into his throat and kill him." One of the maids said with a smile.

"...I'm trying…" She gasped, unable to cut Cain.

Cain pushed her knife out of his mouth using his tongue.

"I'll play with you until I get bored," Cain said, putting the pen at the maid's neck. "Show me what you can do."

"Brave words for someone surrounded by twelve assassins." One of the maids stared at him with a sadistic smile. "Let's torture him first."

"Brave words for someone who knows they were sent with another eleven assassins to hunt me." SOWSH! Cain disappeared from between them.

The maid turned back, swinging a knife.

Thud! Cain blocked the attack by catching her wrist. "You knew I jumped behind you. Perceptive."

She immediately swung a kick at his groin, but he blocked her foot with his palm. "An obvious move." Cain looked at her face with a tilted her, "You need to do better."

Sebas turned to run away, but one of the maids lunged at him. "No, you aren't calling any help." She swung a knife at his back, aiming for the heart.

TING! Cain caught the sword with two fingers. "I said it's between you and me. He won't call for any help."

"HAAA!" The maid growled, pulling a dagger and throwing it above Cain's shoulder toward Sebas. She isn't listening to Cain's words.

The dagger stopped mid-air. SLAP! Cain slapped the maid, throwing her to the wall. "I've told you. No targeting him. Each time you get close to harming a civilian, I'll slap you."

"You bastard." The maid growled, a red mark on her face as she cried, "You'll pay for this."

Cain pulled their contracts. "All of you here have signed a full contract. That means even if this is a part of your job, it makes technically slaves but with ludicrous pay, political power, and a twenty-year-long contract."

He hides the contact with a single wave of his hand. "That means I can do with you whatever I like. You signed it thinking it won't matter as you'll kill me anyway, but that was a bad move." The maids did indeed sign such a contract to get ahead of the other maids who had reserved contracts, as their mission called for all of them to participate.

The other maids attacked at once, but Cain weaved all of their swings, landing back on his desk.

"As you master, here is my first order for you. Try to kill me as best as you can, but if you harm any civilian, you'll get slapped. Of course, you can rest when tried, repair, and replenish your weapons and poisons." He smiled, "I know who sent you."

One of the maids lunged forward, kicking his desk to the ceiling as the rest rushed from beneath, Lifting Cain with his chair and throwing him out of the window.

"Hoo, now this is fun." Cain smiled.

One of the maids pulled a small bomb and threw it at Cain, engulfing him in a fiery blast.

PEW! Out of the flames, the pen that Cain held flew out, piercing one of the maid's left shoulder. She gasped, blood gushing out of her shoulder.

"He's alive?!" She growled, jumping back to patch herself as the other maids charged to the blast smoke to find Cain and finish him off.

"Fuck!" The maid pulled a knife and ripped the shoulder of her maid outfit. ^I need to stop the bleeding.^

"No need for that. Here is a healing potion." Cain handed her a potion to drink.

"Thanks…" She took the potion and drank half of it before realizing it. She gasped, choking on the healing potion as she jumped away. ^He's here?!^

She looked forward, but Cain had disappeared.

Thud! She hit something soft, and when turned found herself sitting on Cain's lap. He pulled another potion, "Open your mouth. You need to heal."

SLAP! She swung her hand as fast as she could, slapping him. But instead, she growled in her pain as the bones in her palm cracked. It was like hitting steel.

Cain grabbed her face and forced her mouth open, closing her nose before shoving the healing potion down her throat. "Now you have a broken hand as well. Drink it all."

The other maids realized that Cain wasn't outside and heard their friend struggling inside so they rushed back. "What are you doing to her!" They screamed, seeing him forcing her to drink the healing potion.

"Healing her." Cain replied, but they didn't care to listen, jumping on him all at once.

SWOSH! He jumped at the wall and then bounced off at the ceiling while carrying the maid, still forcing her to drink the potion.

"How can he move like that?!"

BAM! Cain landed away from them, letting the maid go as her shoulder fully healed. "Don't you feel better?" He asked with a smile.

"You horrid monster!" She shouted, unable to believe he just held her in place and forced her to drink the potion under the assault of the other elven maids. ^What's that ridiculous strength and speed? No, why is mocking us like this?!^

"I'm not mocking you. I do fight with my wives a lot in training, so this is like that. In this world, I'm the only person that you can fight with a safe and deadly fight."

^Safe and deadly at the same time? No, did this bastard just read my mind?^

SWOSH! Cain appeared behind her, "Who knows?" SLAP! He smacked her butt so hard he sent her flying through the wooden walls. She screamed in pain, holding her butt. "Kill that bastard!"

"Out of the way! I'll end him," One of them pulled a long sword and lunged at Cain, swinging at his neck.

CLANG! Cain pulled a nail from the building's wall and tried to block the sword with it, but the nail got cut in half, and he had to duck beneath the attack.

The maid swung down to cut him, but he sounded around and kicked her in the chest, sending her flying through the wall and into the kitchen.

The maid hit the stone oven and fell to her knee, peeing herself as Cain's kick twisted her insides. She puked blood but still managed to stand.

"Now this is an embarrassing way to die." She smiled, seeing Cain walk into the kitchen and pick a frying pan.

She glared at Cain, a dark aura engulfing her body as she smiled.

[Power]

[Limit]

[Death Gamble]

Cain could see the system popping above her head, changing skills, and reaching into the sword she carried to utilize its innate power.

BAM! She lunged forward, swinging a sideway thrust at Cain's temple. He lifted the frying pan to block, but the sword went right through it and his skull.

The maid didn't stop but instead pulled the sword and stabbed Cain in the heart as a black ghost appeared behind her back. "Certain death, for us both." She smiled.

Cain suddenly swung his fist, punching the black ghost behind her and sending him flying away. The sword in her hand Cracked, and she couldn't believe what just happened.

"She's my maid. You aren't taking her life." Cain sighed.