Maroon came inside once he received the cue. His eyes had turned back to the dull color and he looked over Elise being inside the room to bow without forgetting her.

"Don't waste the time, Maroon; tell us what you've got," Ian said, they didn't have time to stand on the ceremony when answers were right across them. "Have you found the son of Satan?"

"Yes, Milord," Maroon answered, "Our usual informant wasn't able to name the person and I had to take a longe route to find someone who could. I have found out that the Prince of Hell was under a punishment."

"Punishment?" Elise was the one who asked. This person was her father; she learned that taking things to conclusion too quickly will only cause her misunderstanding like the time with her mother where she had thought her as a terrible person only to learn how much she contradict to the fake image the angels casted to her. "Why was he punished?"

Maroon bowed and replied, "Apparently he had disobeyed the King's direct order for him and had married an Angel in hiding."

"My mother," said Elise. Confirmation was now received after she heard the reason for he father's punishment. Then was the time Barner had witness her father's golden eyes was when the people from Hell who came to chase him? "It would explain a little about Esther's words of my father being chased by Hell."

"What about the timeline? Indeed your sister said your father was chased and it made sense but he died in front of her, as he said. Compared to Maroon's report that your father was punished." Ian pointed out, and Elise nodded, she almost forgot about that. "What happened to him and when was he punished, Maroon?"

"He was punished more than ten years ago, if in Hell's time, it would be around fifteen years but in mortal world it would be more than thirteen years," answered Maroon.

"Esther is lying," Elise drew her brows. She had expected it which why it didn't came off much as a surprise then it posed another question why Esther smelled like her family.

"As we all know," Ian crisply replied, "How was he punished?"

"Whips; the Hell's strongest whips for a hundred and sixty times. He was pardoned three whips for being Satan's son. The healing process must take him more than ten years and he should be fine by now."

"Hell's whips?" Elise still could feel clouds of question brushing her mind. "Why did he left my mother then?"

"I might be impertinent to say this but I guessed that milady's father was brought back to Hell in a method we aren't aware. Perhaps he wasn't vigilant enough and was instead punished and locked. Currently he is said to be living in the highest tower in Satan's castle. It should be around a few days soon that he is released from prison."

"Hm, I agree with Maroon's thoughts," Ian chimed, "If I have to say, your father must have been tendered a very enticing offer by someone from Hell, maybe his own father and agreed without knowing he was soon ambushed there. That then left our next question, what is his name?"

"Levi. Leviathan," Maroon revealed.

Waved of shock slithered under Elise's skin. She can't help but to feel a silver shiver running from the back of her spine upon unraveling the answer.

"There is my father in law's name, what a surprise," Ian deadpanned. "If he is soon released from prison; we can meet him if you want to."

She looked back into her red eyes, "In hell," Elise questioned-stated.

"Or we can beckoned him by sending a direct invitation from our house and wedding," Ian answered, his lips curling high at the thought of the meeting they would have soon which he could be more than sure it would be exciting.

At one church that border between Warine and Runalia, a black crow flew toward the Church but instead of meeting Redrick, the head priest of the Church, it flew above the Church, watching where the priest was before flying away across the Church with a change of plan and came into a cave located far in the barren forest in Warine.

The crow's legs that were similar to a straw reached out to the ground but before it landed, the leg transform into a human's limbs, processing to change the rest of his body into a human's appearance. His strides were proud and wide when he landed on the ground but his eyebrows were furrowed at once and he snapped his head to look behind him.

"Not nice for you to not knock into my doors and enter yourself here," Leviathan said, his golden eyes stared at the darkest part of the cave where shadows had engulfed the spot.

"Please, I don't came to fight you, dear Leviathan. As you know my situation like how I am very aware of your situation, we were once punished by both Hell and Heaven and had just finally settle with our punishments. Let's not have fight, should we," Lucifer snapped his eyes, letting glowing read flames floating beside him like a living wisps. The color of red and yellow contoured his appearance, deepening his red eyes that were in color of blood and his inky hair.

Leviathan knew the power he gathered with his body was not even half of his original prowess. Fighting here would only cause him more damage which could only hinder his opinion. He had no choice but to entertain the snake, thought Leviathan with an internal sigh, "I suppose you came here not to fight?"

"Surely not!" Lucifer chimed happily and when he moved, he noticed something and only frowned while looking behind him where Leviathan noticed there was his servant whose clumsiness became one of the most renown news in Hell. Lucifer raised his brows and tipped his chin as if telling the servant what he forgot.

Malphas's eyes enlarged when he recalled what he needed to do and quickly the servant left to bring back boxes wrapped with golden and other colored ribbons. Lucifer put on a smile when he looked at Leviathan again, "I came here to discuss about things or should I say event and people that would be involved in those event."

"Is this your way of courting me to help you in whatever plan you have against Heaven?" Leviathan who knew the affairs between Lucifer and Heaven could tell he didn't came for simple things such as gifting presents.

"Oh no no no!" Lucifer bright and friendly tone only added further lines on Leviathan's forehead who had became wary of his surroundings. As it all known even to the small mouses that live in Hell of how sly Lucifer could be, Leviathan only pulled more guards on him when facing the man. "That matter could easily be sorted by myself. I am not a war addicts like what other had painted me as. Like you, I have personal grudge on people who had dared to stain my name. Not easy to become us, is it? But I think we can be friend as we knew each other's pain."

As patient as Leviathan could be, the man was testing his patience that was thin, "Spit it out what is this event you want?"

"Wedding," answered Lucifer with a gleaming smile as Leviathan's expression slipped into a blank look. "Yes, you didn't heard it wrong. The event is a wedding."