Esther clenched her hands when Dalton cleared his throat. "It won't take much time to find Mr. Beelzebub with your power, I believe, Venervy. Will you help us?"

"Us? I would help you but not this irritating woman. But since if I refuse to help her you will not meet that brother of yours, I have no choice but to agree," Venervy said with a humph, looking at Esther before smirking. "I would just think this as helping a lost dog."

Esther waved her hand to the woman. It would be very childish for her to even try and retort Venervy who clearly doesn't know the basic of being polite. 

Venervy clenched her hand seeing Esther's attitude and quickly walked away. 

"Is she always like that? Rude?" Esther questioned Dalton with a frown. She came only to find and help Beelzebub but unexpectedly met Dalton again and now had to face the woman called Venervy who almost railed her anger.

"She was polite to me, however," Dalton pursed his lips and Esther snapped her finger.

"But she would show her fangs to women, is that it?" Esther made up a guess that had Dalton to nod his head in answer. 

"But I trust she is not a bad woman, milady. You can be at ease."

Of course Esther's least of worry was if Venervy attacked her. The woman seemed to have many tricks under her sleeve but in comparison to power and experienced, Esther was far more superior to fight the woman on her own. 

It was the fact that Venervy's comment made her blood boil. Why do she had to hear her history with Beelzebub from her mouth? Was it something to be boasted around when you slept with someone? 

But when Esther think Beelzebub uttering this to her, she felt her heart sinking even deeper to her stomach, hurting her and angering her.

"We should follow her," Esther said. If there was one thing she always do it was not to trust people easily especially Venervy who seemed to be one who love to hold grudge to her heart till her death. The type of petty woman.

Dalton showed her the way to the upper floor and was led to a large room filled with books. When entering, Esther noticed the scattering amount of liquids put into glass tubes across the tables. Certain amount of pages were spread on the surface, scattered as the owner didn't have the time nor will to tidy the parchments.

Esther walked over the room as if it was her own and went toward where Venervy had stood, keeping herself poise before a large cauldron which held a clear liquid in it. 

Venervy narrowed her eyes when Esther came nearer. "You called me a child but see who is better at using their own power?"

"Unlike you, I was busy with many things that I don't have to create cheat magic papers such as this to boost my magic and infuse them to the cauldron," replied Esther, pulling one small parchment that was laid on the table. "I thought I was a person with the least demonic magic but it appears you have them lesser than me."

Venervy quickly grabbed the paper that Esther held and grumbled as she continued with her boiled liquid. "My mother was a demon and my father was a demon."

Esther heard Venervy's words with a faint nod, "It was the opposite for me."

"Opposite? I think you don't know how lucky you are, Esther. My mother gave birth to me alone as she had taken advantage of my father. She was one hell of a bitch, a whore, who loves to force married men into making love with her," Venervy said as she glared at the liquid on the cauldron, possibly looking hatefully at her own reflection, thought Esther.

Maybe because his appearance reminded her of someone she hate the most which was her mother.

"Is that why you hate women around you?" Esther questioned and Venervy's eyebrows raised as she was confused how Esther could know this. "You said that I don't know how lucky I am but what a fool you are. Your life is still a hundred times better than mine."

"As if you have gone through something worse than me," Venervy said which caused Esther to frown.

"I don't see what I should compete here, Venervy. People's life has their own hurdles, their own difficulties, and no one can say one have a more difficult life than the other but if you say that my life is better than yours, then I'm glad," Esther didn't know what Venervy wanted to compete and while she didn't want to fight with the woman, she couldn't help but to see Venervy like a child who was seeking validation.

Venervy gritted her teeth. It appears that she wouldn't be satisfied unless she won over Esther. Seeing this, Esther sighed, deciding to stay low so the woman's pride wouldn't be crushed. 

"Beelzebub; what kind of person he is in Hell?" Esther changed the questioned. She didn't like to ask Beelzebub from Venervy, but seeing the woman had slept with him once, perhaps she knows more about Beelzebub that she didn't know.

"And I thought you liked him?" Venervy questioned and Esther didn't reply. "He is famous in Hell. One of the most handsome demons in Hell, powerful, and he is someone no one would want to mess with."

Esther felt pricking sensation all over her heart. She wondered if the Beelzebub she knew was all the side there is to him and she was sure that she had only seen one side of his true self. "Have you heard about his curse?" 

"Of course. His curse is well known after Diablo's curse, a curse that made him greedy. I remember that this curse affected worse to the previous holder of Beelzebub's title."

"The previous holder?" The person who was named Beelzebub before the current him?

"His curse was one of the fastest one to worsen. I remember his greed was toward a certain woman," Venervy begin to take a dagger from the table, slowly brushing her hand to the carved handle of the dagger while Esther listened closely to her words. "The woman was the greed of Beelzebub. He loved her so much but that love didn't make him settled. His greed caused him to want so much more of the woman and in the end—"

As Venervy stopped her words, Esther looked at her with raised eyebrows, "In the end?"

"He killed her. Cut her to pieces, rip her heart out to drink her blood, and devour her entirely," Venervy had spoken casually but the depth of her words caused one to shiver in chill. 

"That was his greed affecting him?" Esther saw Venervy nodding her head before using the blade of the dagger to create wound on her palm, letting blood to fall down toward the cauldron.

Esther, on the other hand, mulled over the fact she found. Slowly, she could now understand Beelzebub's curse. His curse did not corrode him physically but mentally. The greed enhance his absolute need to a certain thing that took his interest, causing him to turn mad in his own greed to have the object to himself— or maybe a person as well.

"I found him," came Venervy voice that broke the thoughts that ran across Esther's mind.

"Where is he?" Esther readily prepared herself on the move.

"He is in the mortal world," replied Venervy, "In a land called Warine."

"In Warine?" Esther was surprised to hear this as she had just been staying in Warine, at the White's Mansion. This means he was much nearer to her without her notice.

"I will come back soon to help you, Dalton," Esther said quickly, moving in haste as she now received the location to where Beelzebub is and she didn't want to waste any more time.

"Wait," Venervy stopped Esther from taking more steps away. "I will come with you," the woman said. 

Esther raised her eyebrows again, "I think I am the only one who has a business with him?"

"I think I do as well. Why? Are you scared that I will steal him, missy Esther?" Venervy smirked on her own questioned.

"Why would I?" Retorted Esther and she stepped away, "Fine if you want to come. Do you want to come as well, Dalton?"

Dalton thought about how he would rather stay in Hell as Ernest's soul was also somewhere in Hell but seeing the friction between Esther and Venervy, he was certain that they need someone who could stop them when a fight begin to shimmer over.

"I would like to help you as well, Lady Esther."

"Fine," Esther then pulled Venervy forward. "Go on, show the way and teleport us to the mortal world."

Venervy didn't like the tone that Esther used which was bossing her around. "You can do it as well, I am sure. Go on and make your own portal. Unless you are dumb enough that you need to learn from me for hundred of times until you finally understand how the magic works?"

"Oh," Esther's smile widened, "Yes. As you say, I am weak and dumb. But no worries! You are here to help me, aren't you? Now, you beautiful, strong, and smart witch. Open a portal for me like a good girl, would you?"

Venervy glared at Esther for her plan to mock her fail miserably and Dalton quickly said, "If you don't mind, I would do it for you."

"No," Venervy stopped him without looking at his face, still glaring at Esther. "Fine. Today, I will learn how to be a bigger person for this weak and dumb woman."

Esther didn't feel the least offended when she said, "Oh thank you. Strong, powerful, and smart witch." Her words sounded kind but Venervy could tell her raw and bitter sarcasm.