Chapter 19

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After I talked a bit to Cristatus I learned lots of things like she doesn't like almonds

"Who is this?"

"Oh this is Cristatus, I was chosen to protect her"

"What?"

"I'm going to leave, while you think about why happened, let's go"

"O-ok" she says stuttering

I make a portal and signal for Cristatus to follow

A single tear falls down my cheek

"Martha? Who was that?" Cristatus asks

"He's not important"

"Oh are you okay?"

"I'm fine"

"Where are we going?"

"To a friends house"

"Alright" Layla opens the door and sees me standing there

"What do you want?" Layla snarls I look away ashamed

"I was hoping we could talk?" I avoid Laylas harsh glare

"Why? I have nothing to say to you."

"I know what I did and I regret it, but I think we should talk for lots of reasons" I say as Cristatus steps out from behind her it's silent for a moment before Layla sighs.

"Fine. Whatever." She steps aside to let them in.

"Thank you" Martha goes to Layla a handshake put she stops herself and instead puts her head down

"Yep". Layla eyes Cristatus curiously before closing the door behind them and plopping into a seat Cristatus smiles at layla and her eyes twinkle

"Hi, what's your name?" she asks curiously

"Layla," she says, "Who are you?"

"She's my daughter" I reply defensively, Cristatus blushes a deep red

"Okay, I guess." Layla says, "So why do we have to talk?"

"Because of two things, one I need to apologize, two is because I was hoping you could help Cristatus" I say  while holding Cristatus

"Not to be rude, but why is this my problem, exactly?" Layla asks

"Your paimons daughter? Your half goetia"

"And? What about it?"

"I was hoping you would know!"

"You can talk to a old friend of mine"

"Tell me her address"

"Actually it's a guy, he doesn't like colour, and by the way, he hates hellhounds"

"Oh fuck nooooo"

"I'm going to assume you've read my mind?"

"No" I've recently learned how to block out the voices, Layla looks at me sceptically

"Oh that's a shocker, his name is Noir, he lives in the-"

"He lives in greed"

"How did you know?"

"If he doesn't like colour then he'd choose the least colourful ring to live in"

"I guess, he live on the west side of ransom"

"Got it" I know where this guy lives, he must live in the grey mansion, with the expensive gold details, I make a portal to his fence

"Cristatus, let's go" Cristatus ducks down into to portal, I nod at Layla and she returns the gesture

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