Elise and Ian had successfully left the room, away from her grandfather. She looked behind when she heard her grandfather's voice booming in the entire mansion. Making her feel like a child who was playing hide and seek with her grandfather.

"He said he offered you a deal, so much for that deal," Ian remarked as they both walked in the long corridor.

Elise looked at him, her eyes was filled with question, "You didn't have to anger my grandfather, you know."

"There things, my love, that people could only say aloud when they are angered. I can tell just by seeing that frown between your grandfather's eyebrows that he is one person who would turn emotional upon getting angered. It did worked for us to hear him spilling out things, didn't it?" Ian smirked with the signature all-knowing smile of his. 

"He said that my father was brought away to Hell because he had killed a demon," said Elise as they left the place. Even after leaving the room, the statement Satan said had her mind moving the cogs to think about the possibilities of what she heard. "But he would never. From his words, he must have known that killing a demon would attract unnecessary attention which go against his plan to live with my mother in peace and away from Satan, demons, or angels."

"If he killed a lesser demon, Satan wouldn't have minded, he must have killed a high demon like I did," Ian helped to fill one of her blanks and she nodded her head. "We will truly need to bring your father and meet him. I hope he is not as much trouble as all your family whom we had met or mine."

Elise answered Ian with a smile. She knew that the answer to everything was her locked memories. If she was able to find and remember the pieces, her intuition inside her was certain that all her current questions would be discovered. There was also that question which now Elise scrutinized to be strange. Someone in Saltige had tried to pose her as a cursed child naming himself as the Archangel Gabriel. From Lucifer, however, she heard that Gabriel went missing. Why in such an important time?

Following Ian as she runs, she find it odd how the corridor was much longer than she remembered, "I don't think we can go out. Maybe Satan had placed a magic here. Do you have an idea?"

"First we need to find the door and as to how unlocking the door, I have found the way," Ian grinned as he pulled out the golden ring of metal which held the keys that were colored in red together.

Elise caught the ring of keys to her hand, seeing it she found the end of the key held a very strange shape, "When did you get these?" Now seeing it under a better light, Elise remembered that she had seen the keys jiggling from her grandfather's fur coat which he wore. "It is grandfather's."

"During the time I provoke him. It appears he thought that he can handle his anger, doesn't mean he didn't let his anger deluded him," Ian chucked in amusement over his own trickery that fooled even the devil.

"You are a good thief," remarked Elise. Other than needing the cleverness to divert the target's attention before stealing the object in secret, Ian also had the courage that it needed and took to steal the object that belong to the King of Hell himself. 

"When I was still living with my mother and after we were driven away, I found that stealing is the easiest way to survive. Though it come with a causal if they found out about it. Your grandfather might follow us back home," Ian whispered and Elise frowned, turning worried.

She was about to speak when Ian heard a growl. With further ado, he kicked open the nearest room and entering inside they both went in silence. 

"Um..." a voice came as soon as Elise closed the door. Ian who was quick in his reflex held Orias by his neck, pushing him to the nearest wall.

"Well we might have gotten ourselves a navigator. We need the way to go back home, show us the way," when Ian had spoken the words it instead turned into a demand rather than request. "Or should I snap your neck."

"NO! NO!" Orias said in panic, his eyes shut close. "I can show you the way your lordship and your highness!! I am only but a measly servant whose work is only to take care of the King's mansion!"

"You are going to lead us out?" Ian questioned, rather taken aback by how quickly Orias had gave up.

"Of course! If it is the way back to your home, I am able to do that as soon as you need."

Elise from the side watched both Ian and Orias staring back at each other. As time passes, the servant looked more and more helpless, his eyes showing fear and submission.

"How obedient. It makes me question why Satan take you as his servant when you made it only by a small margin to become a high demon," Ian stared down the demon servant. Odd because he had seen Orias's face before. 

After taking a better look of Orias, Elise also narrowed her eyes. In the party, he had came as a rather handsome young man and although now he was still handsome, he looked much younger with height as tall as her.

"The master only need servants who could clean and take care of the mansion," answered Orias, "He doesn't need guard as the thirteen high demons serve for that purpose."

"Are you not scared that my grandfather would punish you?" came Elise next question, being a little doubtful.

Orias's expression turned hasty, keeping his gaze down when he met Ian's bright red ones in fear, "Maybe his majesty might punish me but right now I only have two options and the King don't often punish people to death. I choose to surrender rather than die now!" 

The more that Elise stared at the man, the clearer she noticed who Orias was similar to, "Perhaps do you know Malphas?"

"He is my cousin!" Orias's eyes brimmed with brightness. "Do you know him, your highness?"

"I do. Do you know where is the way to go outside? We will need your help as we cannot find the way ourself," Elise requested more politely.

Ian released his hand on the demon's neck, knowing that the demon servant won't be able to go against him. "Go. Don't try to do anything funny unless you doesn't love your life, Orias," warned Ian.

Orias quickly nodded his head back and forward, sweats dripping on the side of his forehead. In haste, he took the first approach by leading the two outside the room they were in. Elise noted that they had arrived in the kitchen. It was strange because from where she remembered when she first entered they were on the second floor. It was rare for the kitchen to be built in the second floor.

Just as she thought that, Elise found the widow, noticing the bright garden and how the soil reached the edge of the window which was built on the wall. "We are not in the second floor?" She asked, a little frown was between her forehead.

"Yes! We are currently in the underground, your highness. If you are wondering how you are here, it is the doors," explained Orias as they reached to the other end of the kitchen where there was door. He held the door knob, "The doors in this house doesn't lead to only one room. Usually his majesty had fun by shifting the rooms so you would find yourself in a different room despite entering the same door if you are not careful."

When Orias opened the room, Elise saw that instead of leading outside, it was another room where instruments were placed on one corner and the other corner were books. "We are now in the library of his majesty. This house held one of the most favorable books of all the library the King held," explained the servant.

Ian looked around the tall bookshelves. Once they entered the library, they could feel the difference of height of the ceiling by seeing how the library was tall enough that Elise wondered how could one clean the place. The bookshelves itself was as tall up to the ceiling which require one to have wings if they ever need to take the book on the highest rack of the shelf. 

Ian hummed when a grin etched on his lips, "Orias." He called and the servant who didn't want to die quickly turn his entire body. "Do you know any important book? The one that Satan held dearly the most."

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A/N: This week the same goal of 2500 powerstone is still active! Don't forget to vote and reach the goal for mass release~