Standing in front of Luther was a soldier he knew back in the days of the war. He remembers Brock as one of the few people to ever approach him. Luther was thankful for Brock's attitude.

Standing there, however, Luther saw him as nothing but an obstacle in the way.

"Brock, stand aside" Luther had ordered Brock to move. Brock never knew that Luther could put up such a face. It was the first time Brock had ever seen Luther truly mad. On the battlefield, Luther was calm and after the battle was overcome with despair. But never once had Luther lost his cool.

"General, please stop this. Were you not one that advocated peace, this goes against everything you believe in. Sir!"

"Peace can never exist when people like them exist"

Brock had seen his general adamant in his decision, so he made his.

"I can't let you do that sir, as a guard of the city, I can't let harm the citizens of this city"

Brock readied his weapon yet he was shaking. He knew he stood no chance against Luther but he had to defend these boys.

"Then what about the girl"

"!"

Luther had already seen Brock as part of the guards that ignored the girl being beaten. He was hoping Brock, a man that did not care for social statuses, to interfere and stop the boys. Yet he saw Brock stand there being told by what looked to be his superiors to do nothing.

"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU DEFEND THIS GIRL."

Luther screamed at Brock showing his unsurmountable amount of rage.

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When Brock first saw the boys beating on the girl, his first reaction was to run up and stop them. When he turned to walk towards the boys, one of his fellow officers pulled on his shoulders.

"Hey wait."

"What? We need to stop those boys."

"Stop, that boy holding her is the heir of the Jezebelle family, If you want to keep your job and your life, don't get in that boy's way.

The Jezebelle family was a prominent family in Everleade. The head of the family Joseph Jezebelle had ties to the royal family. Aside from that, they were known to have ties to the Netherworld.

The Netherworld was a term used to describe the dark side of society. Slave trading, weapon dealing and assassinations were common news. Knowing that the Jezebelle family had connections to this, Brock took a moment to think about the possible consequences of his actions. Morally, he knew that if he didn't stop the boys, it would weight on his conscience for quite some time. But he weighed that against the possibility of being targeted by the Jezebelle family which led him to not interfere with the boys.

Being yelled at by his former general, he felt shame in his hypocritical actions. How could he not save this small girl while saving the boys who maimed her? But he had no time to think.

Luther started walking forward as brock stood there getting ready to attack. Yet the killing aura coming from Luther paralyzed Brock to the point where if he tried to say anything, only a yelp would come from his mouth. The best thing he hoped for was for Luther to take his rage out on him and spare the boys. While thinking about all the possible outcomes, Luther had already made his way past Brock. Fearing what would happen to the boy, Brock turns around against the wishes of his body and found Luther picking up the girl.

Luther then started to walk past Brock against and whispered to him.

"You disappoint me, Brock."

Luther then walked away.

Having escaped the impossible situation, Brock collapsed and stared at the back of the man who commanded him a long time ago starting to run to get help for the small little girl. He was relieved at the miraculous conclusion to this situation but it was quickly overwritten by the amount of shame he felt.

He knew that he needed to stop the boys from hurting the girl. He knew that it was the right thing to do but he couldn't move because he was scared of the outcomes of going against the Jezebelle family. Yet he saw his general, without hesitation, run up to the boy and stop them. Brock became a guard to promote peace, not to let evil skid by. But before he could keep reflecting upon his actions he heard a yell.

"LOOK OUT"

Suddenly, he turned to where the person was pointing and he saw the tree falling. Without a moment of hesitation, he got up and jumped out of the way barely making it out of the way of the falling tree. When he got back up again, he saw the disaster that the tree had caused. Everything below it was completely crushed, including the boys who had no chance to escape the situation. They were all dead, including the Jezebelle boy who Luther threw earlier.

"DAMMIT"

Brock had never felt so useless in his life as he collapsed on the ground cursing his weakness.

Luther appearance was not the only thing that earned him the devil. It seemed like anyone he deemed an enemy would be met with misfortune. When he charged the battlefield, the enemies seemed like they would be killing themselves and anyone who he deemed evil from his own army would find themselves dead in the upcoming battles. The misfortune surrounding him truly earned him the title of The Devil.

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Quite a bit away, Luther heard the sound of the tree falling.

"Damn, that was my favourite bench too"

He ran right back to the restaurant where he was hours ago with the goal of finding Celica whilst his necklace that he always wore was shining a bright blue.