A/N: I was in a lot of pain yesterday, sorry dear readers for only uploading a chapter.

Maroon waked a step forward and the woman effectively took eight steps backward. Her face was in fear as she had realized that Maroon was a demon. Like all other dark sorcerer who worked under the dark sorcerer lord, she had seen the power Caleb demonstrated. A lesser demon was strong but not enough to scare her; however, this was a high demon!

"Y-You are a high demon. H-How can you... be here?" She asked.

It appears to Maroon that the woman had assumed he was a high demon even though it was barely true as he was a lesser demon. The only reason for his power to be strong was because he was the servant of the High Demon Diablo, Ian White, which enhanced his power.

"Do you really think in this house there will only be a human. You are out of luck. This house only have demons as their residents except for the lower maids and servants." Maroon smiled without bothering to correct the woman.

"N-No! This wasn't what I agreed for! She didn't say there would be a high demon here!"

"She?" Maroon questioned with furrowed brows. "Mind going with more explanation who you mean by she?"

"N-No!" The woman stepped away. "I am out of this!" And quickly in a flash series of dash, she made herself a way out by running toward the left side of the hallway as Maroon had been standing across the entrance. The woman smiled when she saw from behind her Maroon wasn't there. Of course, she thought. When it comes to running, she was the quickes—

"I am usually kind to guests in this house but I would like the guests to learn respect and manners as well. It is a very badly conducted manner for you to eat in a horrible manner before running away," Maroon said. He had stood right across the woman in the moment she tuned her head forward.

The woman tried to halt her feet only to lunge forward as she had ran too quickly. Casually Maroon pulled her by the collar of her dress, stopping her from rolling on the ground. "You should help me clean. A child had been taught how to clean the mess they made and I expect you as an adult to know it better than a baby, right?"

The smile on the woman's lips completely fell. Maroon dragged her across the floor like a sack of carrots while the woman tried to use her magic to electrify him and stun the butler on spot. The woman had used all her power and yet, Maroon never faltered.

"No way! Why don't my power work? How can you nullify my power?" She questioned as she struggled to let go of his hand from the back of her neck.

"What I did?" Maroon's eyes remained red as he stared down at the woman, "Nothing. Your power does work to me the only problem is that I inherited my power from my master in which pain doesn't matter to me. Your electricity needs to be a million folds stronger than that."

The woman looked at him with an extremely horrified look. "Y-You're lying." But Maroon continue to look at her with a deadpanned look. The blood flowing on her face at once drained away. "Let me go! Let me go!" She yelled for help, her fingers dug into the floor but the floor was unhelpful as it was made with a smooth ceramic surface.

Maroon dragged her back into the entrance of the mansion. "Now would you tell me quickly who is the 'she' you mentioned earlier? I promise to put your suffering quicker if you do."

Maroon raised his hand that was holding to the woman's neck and hoisted her up on the air as he questioned her. A look of terror on her face worsened upon the question. "You can ask me anything else. Anything! Just not this, I beg you."

"What a shame," sighed Maroon, "I only want to know this. I want to only listen to the name of the person who organized this plan. If you can't help me... should I eat your insides like you did to the people who work under the me? All while you are alive. I am not fond of meat but I'm a demon and most demon enjoy the taste of human meat."

"I-I will t-tell you!" The woman stuttered. She had came into the mansion with courage and pride. All because she had believed she would win. She regarded herself as a very strong one. She never expected she would be the one coming to be hunted now. Holding to Maroon's hand to stop him from squeezing her neck and breaking it, she said, "It was that woman, the one with black hair, and brown eyes—" the woman couldn't complete as a sharp thorn had grew around her neck. The thorn pierced her neck, stifling her words that Maroon couldn't only hear garbles.

Maroon wasn't the one who had done this. It was someone else and his eyes turned to look behind him, at the person who had casted the magic to see the single woman standing with her brown dress on the top of the staircase.

"So it was you. Harriet," Maroon narrowed his eyes as he let the woman in purple to fall on the ground.

"I just didn't like it," she answered. "How can she has that privilege of being touch by you when I haven't even greeted you like we used to do before?"

Maroon tipped up his chin, "Do we know each other?"

"I know you didn't know me..." Lilith's eyes sunken with clouds. "But I thought you would have noticed a few one or two signs from me."

Maroon stared hard at Harriet's face. The only time he had seen her was during that time she had saved the girl after she had been kidnapped by the demons. But he was certain the girl was a human that day as the demon who had kidnapped her took her to hell for the very reason to feast on her soul and yet now, her eyes were blood red and she profusely smelled like a demon.

Since when had she concealed herself as a demon?

"But not worries," Lilith smiled, "I think I can tell you who I am now," and she looked at maroon, with a gentle smile. However on the situation like this, her gentle smile only made her more eerie