Elise didn't know the person she sees in front of her. What she had known when she was a child was all wrong. It never crossed in her mind before that Sister Blythe was a corrupted angel who killed Demon. And she didn't know if she leaned more to agree to Sister Blythe's act to kill a Demon or not.

The fact that Sister Blythe tried to kill Ian didn't change in Elise, and that became the only thing she believed as she had seen it by her own eyes.

"Sister Blythe, why did you killed the Demons?" Elise questioned. She could tell that from Sister Blythe's contoured anger, that would burst like a volcanic eruption would burst any second.

Sister Blythe looked at Elise and a sneer came on her face as if she pitied her for being blind to believing Ian, who was a demon beside her. "Was there not enough reason why I should not? The demons kill humans. Their tracks and traces have always been cleaned but we all know that demon, are only notorious creatures with ugly appearance. You should not believe in him, Elise. He looked charming now, but you will know soon that this was only a fake appearance he took."

"Oh, jealous of my beauty, are you?" Ian raised his eyebrows, his eyes looked at his hand briefly, "You claimed that I am ugly, but shouldn't you look at yourself?"

Ian snap his finger at a second and Elise who at first saw a beautiful lady with black long hair, now saw a person with face burnt as if her white skinned had been peeled to show the red flesh. The burnt made her whole face sank in and her skin sticking to the bones as if someone had dried the blood and air inside the woman.

Seeing Sister Blythe's real face, Elise felt chill. She tried her best not to gasp or scream from the stomach-churning image, but she can't control her expression.

Sister Blythe didn't miss the face Elise had, the expression of shock, "W-What did you do?" Her eyes that had bulged out from its socket glared at Ian, making her look more frightening. Elise took one step behind Ian when she saw Sister Blythe trying to struggle and get up.

She could tell there would be no way for Sister Blythe to ever escape from the power Ian used. Elise can't see what happened as it seemed to her as if the woman was pushed to ground by nothing. The woman tried to stand up only for whatever that weighed her back that was transparent to force her back to the ground.

"Will you speak now, or should I bring you to be burn on stake, Blythe?" asked Ian. This time he had no smile on him. His eyes looking at Sister Blythe was without emotion, but a single fierceness that could put anyone to the knees.

"It must be fun to kill Demon, did you? The lesser demons who could not even do anything over you?" asked Ian without a hint of pity. Elise look at him, she wondered if he was angry? Ian had the ability to mask his emotions, making angry to happy, and happy to mocking. It was hard to tell what he was feeling.

"Huh, so a Demon could feel sad for their fellow being killed?" mocked Sister Blythe, and Elise hoped the woman would stop with her words, "A lesser demon would mean nothing for you to be angry about!"

Ian laughed with his brows slightly furrowed, taking the woman's words as a joke, "I don't feel the slightest pity for any demon dying before me, corrupted angels. It's just that by now you should have known that dagger you have with you is collecting miasma. They are collecting curse and hatred from demons."

Sister Blythe seemed at loss, and so was Elise, "Hatred and curse?" she asked Ian who casted her a look where his eyes softened a little.

Ian shifted his eyes back at the woman whose appearance had turned ugly, "You could kill a demon all you like, but you should know the side effect of killing a Demon who had deep rooted hatred before their death. If you still kill them despite knowing they would held a lingering hatred even after their deaths, what left on you are their curse— a curse even after death which I call miasma. You are too stupid to understand what you did. tsk."

"It's only right for demons to die!" Sister Blythe justified herself. Even with her body pressed on the ground, she still had the fierce and hatred look on her face. "They put on acts, living like a human but they are not one. Thinking to be like a human by having a lover and a family, how stupid," Blythe spat, "They would never be one! So I killed them. It was great to see their blood! So what if miasma stayed on the dagger, it wouldn't kill me."

Ian didn't reply, he only looked at the woman with an apathetic look before rolling his eyes to shift his gaze at Elise. He took in Elise's expression, confusion, but there was anger that settled on her face. The anger was mostly for Blythe for trying to hurt him and seeing it had his smile to widen.

Elise didn't notice Ian's stare at her. She looked at Sister Blythe and shook her head, "If they had loved like a human and have a family, why do you kill them? They could be living in peace. But you robbed them from their families."

"Don't you ever put a logic of humans to Demons!" yelled Blythe, the hatred inside her was never ending, "Staying beside him for so long must have you brainwashed, sweet Elly," the woman called her the way she did when she was a child. "Don't listen to him," the woman tried to put a kind smile. But with her appearance she only looked more appalling.

If Elise had not known of the woman's nature, and on their first meeting after years had passed, she would be happy. But now all she felt was a chill and goosebumps. She could only hope for the woman not to call her with her pet name.

Blythe said, "Demons don't deserve a life or peacefulness. They are filthy creatures who only deserve deaths. You should be hating the man beside you Elly, before he contaminated your pure heart with his black color. You just don't know how much we have suffered from Demons!"

Elise didn't like Sister Blythe's words. She felt her heart break every time seeing her recollection of the kind Sister Blythe turn to see the real woman whose hatred knows no bound. "Even if they had suffered from Demons. To the Demons who had built their family and exclude themselves from hurting other humans, you killed them," her brows pulled tighter when she remembered her family died. No one would want or like their family killed, humans and demons alike and Elise know this. "Are you not doing the same thing as what the Demons did?"

"Don't put in me in the same standing as those human, you stupid child! You don't know everything. No Demons could ever be forgiven for their mistakes. They killed many with their rampage of power-"

"All you keep saying are bullshits of lies to justify yourself," Ian interrupted the woman from saying things further that could pollute their ears. "Not that I care of it but you didn't kill those Demons for yourself are you? You keep saying 'we', who are you exactly saying other than you?"