The Demon’s Bride Chapter 668
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When they had landed on the ground, Esther tried to calm her erratic nerves when she saw Beelzebub who appeared to be the most angered. "What were you doing here? Everyone is searching for you. I thought you were kidnapped and…" Beelzebub didn't want to utter the last word neither did he want to imagine it in his mind the worse possible outcome that could have occurred to her.
Esther frowned and looked at him with the same angered gaze on her eyes. "Do I look that dumb and careless to you? I didn't come here by choice. Someone had taken me to here!"
Esther then bite on her lips to stop herself from lashing out again. It was out of nervousness and fear catching up to her ankles that she had raised her voice and was feeling guilty as she knew she should have thanked Beelzebub instead of shouting at him. She sighed, trying to be the bigger person here, "It was the angels, they were inside the castle. I was on my way to tell the others about this when Heaven had sealed me inside the box down there."
Beelzebub had no words to say as he continued to stare at Esther. "You said Heaven?"
Esther wondered why there was such an eerie pause before Beelzebub's words which had sent chill that crawled under her skin. "Anyways we have to go now." Turning her head, Esther put aside whatever emotions or fight she had earlier with Beelzebub, deciding to cooperate with him so they won't instead make the situation go for the worse.
When she took a step forward, Beelzebub took hold of her hand, stopping her on her feet. His expression was complex. At one hand, Esther could see him seemingly trying to restrain something on his own self, whether it was anger or words, Esther didn't know. After some trouble, he finally spoke, "Sorry. What I said earlier to you wasn't something I should have said. I know more than anyone your action is taken by you and you alone and that no one should take control over you."
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Esther blinked as she felt the words resonated deeply in her heart. Somewhere she wished that there was a person who had told her this and Beelzebub had done it for her. She also noticed how he speak as if to scold himself for his wrongdoings.
Feeling awkward, Esther shrugged her shoulders, "Me too. Thank you for saving me. Are you okay? You don't look that well."
Beelzebub squeezed his brows together but shook his head, "It's nothing I just got a little scratch earlier but it has healed."
Esther looked at his body. After finding no wounds by her eyes, she believed his words, not knowing the injury Beelzebub suffered wasn't in his physical form but mentally inside him. Esther didn't know this and Beelzebub didn't say it as he knew it was something he had to take care on his own. With no time to waste, they had flew back toward the castle. At once right after they had arrived, Esther noticed how the torches around the castle had been extinguished. There was no more light coming from inside the castle that had always glowed brightly from inside.
One can immediately tell how dangerous this situation was. The castle was akin to the heart of Hell and if the heart had been taken down, it would only take seconds for the rest to be taken down as well which also mean Hell has already been conquered.
"This is impossible," Esther whispered. "How long have we've been gone from the castle?"
"For you it had been three hours and for me it was barely two hours," Beelzebub answered as he scouted around the proximity. They had landed on the backyard of the castle, on the garden which was surrounded by nightingale flowers which glowed brightly amongst the black surrounding.
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"Two hours?" Two hours and Hell had been conquered? "Impossible. If the castle had been conquered we should be able to feel the gravity of Satan's power. The King and the Prince wouldn't be defeated without putting a fight."
Beelzebub wanted to agree but he had used his magic senses around the castle to no avail. He shook his head toward Esther, "I feel no presence of people at all."
"We should go look inside carefully," for all Esther knew, this could also be a trap as the enemies wait for them inside the castle. It was dangerous but to find out what had occurred, they had to go inside the castle and have a look for himself to find out how the castle had fallen.
With Beelzebub's agreement, they made their way toward the castle by entering the glass door. Their footsteps made no noise as it tapped on the marbled floor. When Beelzebub felt a presence, he took Esther's hand and put one finger against his lips to warn her of the enemy's movement. Esther nodded her head as she had noticed the shadow that moved as well and together they both hid behind the pillar, pushing their backs to the wall so they won't be noticed by the three people around the corridor.
"If this won't work, we could use the help of more blood," said one voice and after hearing it earlier, Esther knew at once whose voice it had belonged to. Her eyes widened and she whispered.
"It's Heaven."
"The betraying Angel. Shh, we should hear more of what he had to say," whispered Beelzebub to which Esther immediately agreed to.
The other two people around him argued of something before one said, "From where can we take the blood from? It has to be one that has a powerful effect."
The other one hummed, "We can use the King's blood. It should be perfect for use as we have a lot of them in hand now." The voices of the men had sounded similar that it was hard to decipher the identity of the other two people after Heaven.
At this, Esther's eyes widened. It had been spread high and low over Hell and Heaven of how Satan's demonic blood is regarded as a high grade material due to the power it posses. Some said it could enhance one's power, others say it can cure the incurable disease, or even curses that plagued the demons. Considering its power, Satan had never gave his blood to anyone, not even if they had requested for it. The only way for the angels to possess the King's blood not to mention how they had claimed to possess a lot of them, it only proves their assumption that Satan had been defeated.
"Michael, we should hurry," said the third demon back to the second one, revealing how it wasn't only Heaven who had been amongst the three angels but the head of the archangels, Michael.
"Wait," Michael raised his hand and his eyes went straight to the pillar where Beelzebub and Esther had hide at. "You two should come out now and reveal yourself. It wouldn't be good for you if I have to go there for you two myself."
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