Stealing The Protagonist’s Yandere Lovers

"Fine, I guess we can try that."

"Eve, become my sword spirit!"

"First listen to my explanation, your soul is badly damaged and your life force is exhausted, your body is already useless and is on its last breath."

"I will transplant your soul into the legendary sword I just obtained, you are lucky it lacks an artifact spirit!"

"Wait, wait!"

"You want her to become an artifact spirit?"

-Parul was the first to raise her voice.

"Think carefully Eve, at least you will have a chance to keep living and watch over your sister."

Eve closed her eyes for a second and pondered over it.

"What will be the difference?"

I knew this question was coming.

"You will obtain a sword body, basically when you get strong you can transform into a human form again."

"There won't be much difference in fact you will get stronger, as for restrictions you will be forced to recognise me as the master as I already bound the sword via blood, and lastly you will have to obey and stay by my side unconditionally."

"I see"

-From her look, I knew she would be tempted after all who wants to die as long as they have a chance to survive?

'Heck!... Even the old monks and priests who worship God don't wanna die compared to them she is still a young girl.'

"Will I be able to recover after I become your sword spirit?"- this was probably Eve's last question.

"Well, your consciousness will fall into a slumber for some time...as the sword's spirit, you will automatically keep absorbing power from me via our blood bond.

Once you are recovered... you can basically communicate with me in my head until I raise the sword's grade and help you transform."

"It's a good deal", shouted Parul in excitement.

She looked at Eve and saw her struggling face.

"What happened, why don't you agree with him?"

Eve hesitated a little.

"Do I really have to recognise you as my master and become your sword?"

"Is there no other way?"

I already knew Eve would hesitate.

This was pretty obvious.

She was a female knight... As a knight, once the master is recognised, it's for a lifetime.

As true knights, their biggest honour in life is to become a sword and protect the thing they cherish the most.

Normally knights pledge their loyalty to the country and become a sword in royalty's hands to keep the law and order in check. But in Eve's case, she was already abandoned by the country.. plus I was pretty sure she wanted to recognise David as her soulmate..and as well as master, thus becoming a sword in his hands indirectly.

But now she has to accommodate me.

It's like someone is forcefully occupying the majority of a portion of her heart.

To be honest, I really do not have much goodwill toward Eve as interactions between us were too less for any ambiguous feelings to arise.

Therefore, keeping a check by deliberately becoming her master is a good way to guard against her in case she ever tries to backstab.

Not to forget, Eve does not have a good relationship with Jasmine and Aushima. As long as she is under my control she won't be able to have bad thoughts about them.

"Sister, didn't you say you want to watch me live happily?"

"Why are you speaking as you will leave me?"

"Why are you crying?"

-Evelyn's words were the final thing that put the nail in the coffin.

"Yes, why am I still allowing my mood to be bothered by David, he had already stabbed and thrown me aside."

She took a deep breath and looked at me once again.

"I agree, do it fast!"

"It's getting harder for me to maintain my consciousness."

"I understand."

-I gestured for Parul and Evelyn to get a little away as I took out the legendary sword I obtained in the city museum because of Jasmine.

"Let's begin."

The process although looked pretty simple but was something that can only be accomplished by me.

I made Eve lie on the ground as I put the sword beside her.

With enough concentration, the luck devouring lotus started spinning in my consciousness. Once again I looked at that multicoloured lotus, I couldn't help but marvel at the sight.

My one hand was on the sword while the other was on Eve's head. With me as the medium, the sender and receiver were connected.

Seeing the sweat dripping from my forehead, Parul wanted to come forward and wipe it for me.

But I shook my head to refuse her, 'Can't let myself be distracted.'

The mental energy consumption was too heavy, I was pretty sure if I did not have strong resilience because of my dragon bloodline I would die on the spot trying to attempt such a thing.

Finally, after a full twenty-five minutes, the sword started glowing golden.

It was the basic benchmark that whenever a sword shines golden, it means its sword spirit is born.

At the same time, Eve's body lost its colour and started withering at a drastic speed.

"Phew~"

"Finally done!"

Parul and Evelyn came running to me and looked at the golden shining sword in my hand.

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

"Yes, it's like you are holding a star in your hands."

-both of the girls were happy to see everything was successful.

"So..when will she wake up?"

-Parul asked.

"I don't know", I was too tired to answer anything at the moment.

The exhaustion was too much, I was too tired and was barely able to stand still.

Suddenly my heart started beating frantically.

Parul was quick to notice the change on my face.

"Elandor, what happened?"

I was too occupied to reply to her.

As someone who had already reached at least third order of strength, I could vaguely sense any upcoming crisis.

"No...Not good!"

The sword subconsciously entered my body, at the same time I shouted,

"Parul, Evelyn, come fast!"

"Hurry, Hold my hand"

The surroundings started revolving, everything started blurring.

Parul and Evelyn finally realised something was wrong, they tried to extend their hand to hold mine but before I could catch them....everything started disappearing from my eyes.

Elandor~

"Elandor!"

Both the girl's shouts echoed in my ears but the very next second they were gone.

My hands caught empty air......I knew I lost them!

I looked around but everything was pitch-black.

"What the heck happened?"