The Demon's Bride

Chapter 502: Building A Door-II

'What do you wish?' Satan could hear his own voice upon staring at Elise's large blue eyes that now looked at him on guard. The color of his granddaughter's eyes were similar to the color of his late wife's eyes. Satan had loved Ariel dearly to the point he would offer his entire kingdom for her but there were things that even him could not do. It was to bring back his beloved Angel.

He remembered the answer Ariel gave him, 'Nothing. I like this, I like the peacefulness that we have. Just us together and our baby that is all that I want.' He remembered during that small conversation they had, Ariel leaned on his shoulders while placing one of her hand on her stomach that had turned round there was a warmth on his shoulder but now there was nothing.

Satan noted how his shoulder was cold. Memories helped him to see Ariel again but not to regain the same warmth as he had felt years ago.

On the other side, Elise saw that the air in the room turn dense, making it difficult for anyone to breathe. At some point, the servant had disappeared, leaving the room to remain only three people. Satan's enemy was Ian currently as he was the one who attacked him and vice versa but Elise could feel the devil's gaze that continue to peer down at her.

"Did you offer the same deal to my father?" Elise decided to question while they had some time where she could talk while thinking where to find the fastest place to leave as compared to Satan, even if Elise and Ian as together, she doubted they would leave unscathed.

Satan's eyes that dazed for a brief second moved, "I did. I remember he came running to me once he realized the gravity of his action by marrying the granddaughter of the Archangel whose name was Adelaide."

"You made it sound as if he regretted the marriage," Ian raised an eyebrow. "Elise and her mother had to live alone for years and it is because of you who had ordered to put him under punishment. For what? For marrying an angel?"

"He deserve the punishment for he had killed a demon." Elise's eyes widened. Not because he had left Hell? Because Elise had guessed that her father was dragged back into Hell as Barner had said.

When Elise met Satan's eyes again, the King huffed as if he was offended, "I am not petty enough to put my own son into a prison for marrying a woman. He was foolish but then I was too for marrying an angel. The only mistake he had done is for running away from his responsibility as a prince and now you will not repeat his mistake."

"That won't happen," Ian stopped the King from doing what he wanted.

It appeared that Satan believe what he want should be granted but Ian also thought that when he was the Lord. The only difference was that Satan had tried to take away her wife to become a Queen for who knows the reason was for. The problem wasn't Elise becoming a Queen nor her living in Hell. Deep underneath those two reason, Ian could tell that Satan was still hiding his true reason for appointing Elise as his heir which Elise also noticed.

"Do I have to get her over your body?" The King asked.

Ian tilted his lips, "That is to say if you could ever try and kill me. I can't never die and you seem to keep forgetting that Elise is her own person. She can make her own choice."

Satan's red eyes then went to Elise. He knew that like her blue eyes she acquired from her grandmother she had also inherited Ariel's kind nature. "I believe it is better for you to surrender now, girl. Unless you want to see your husband dead," when Elise's eyes moved he clicked his tongue, "He might have the curse of Diablo which could protect him from dying but you would not want to see him hurt."

Elise didn't faltered and stared back at Satan with a smile, "I believe in Ian."

"Stupid!" Satan bellowed with his eyes flared as if by her words his old wound had been reopened and rubbed by salt. "You will regret—"

"You talk too much!" Ian who had stood beside Elise then disappeared and in a blink appeared behind the King again.

"The first trick might have worked but not twice!" Satan avoided the attack that Ian had descend down to him. From the side, Elise could hear the swishing noise from their movements, they had moved so fast that it was difficult for her to catch their actions.

Not the type to sit and turn into a damsel in distress, Elise had took the approach to find the door which had disappeared from its original place. It took her a while to notice there was no door.

Satan had the same power as Ian by teleportating inside his house. Why would he need doors when he could zap around his wish?

Being a demon was such a pain! thought Elise to herself. She looked around the walls, wondering if there was a method to walk out of the place. Her eyes looked around the walls while trying to avoid standing in the crossfire when her eyes caught the walls where there was fissures and cobwebs.

"I don't need doors either, don't I?" whispered Elise to herself.

In meantime, Ian was having a spar of death with his grandfather in law. Compared to Satan's elegant appearance of a fine aged man, his attacks was savage and ferocious. Each crawl of the man's sharp fingernail move like bullets.

There was no chance for Ian to drop his guard, when he did... "Ugh," Ian hissed when Satan's hand struck into his arm. His blood that appeared red turned black when it fell on the ground. Keeping the point event, Ian didn't hesitate. He let Satan's finger to continue and create a hole in him while he thrust his hand on the man's neck.

Satan used fire to blast him but Ian had jumped back, making a distance between them. While blood continue to drip from Ian's arm, Satan's neck now held a straight red line around his neck.

"While you can heal the wounds you receive from humans and other dead objects, it won't be easy even for you to heal the wound you suffer from a demon," Ian said with a smile. Meanwhile, his arm had stopped bleeding and the tear seamed itself together.

"I was being kind and let you gain one damage to me, boy. Or else it will be too boring for me," Satan smirked then and he reached out his hand toward Elise. Ian frowned, he didn't expect the King would use such a lousy trick by attacking her who was on the side but he didn't move as he had smiled.

Satan noticed the smile but it was too late as when he realized by time, a large border of shadow appeared, slicing the floor into debris and creating a cover for both Ian and Elise.

Satan glared at the shadow, "Move!" He ordered. Technically the shadows were also his followers as they were similar to ghouls which he created by hands before it followed his son obediently.

The shadows however didn't move and Satan had to use his power to blast a hole over the shadow that had hardened into crystal. Stepping inside the hole, his eyes then looked at the side of the wall which was empty. The walls that he made was enforced and it wasn't easy to break down but it was his granddaughter that had created the hole.

"Amusing," Satan smirked. "That girl is indeed similar like her grandmother but stubborn like me. Fine! We will see how long you can hide from me!" Satan's voice howled over the entire mansion where it rang enough for the people outside the mansion to also hear his voice.

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