Duke Heron Cyrinch Hermonia.
A very wealthy man from the Family of Hunters. Since acient times the Family of Hermonia, vowed to catch the devils by their own hands.
Demons.
A creature that disguise in two forms. Human and crow. Their goal is only to claim souls of every human in order to become immortal.
Demons blend perfectly with humans that made them hard to recognize.
Dark hair, dark as the night, red eyes, red as a blood and face that attract any person. Charming and Captivating, which made them even more dangerous.
In fighting their strength and stamina is above of human, also their brains function faster than any other normal person.
But behind that, they have weakness that no one has ever known.
In the Hermonia Manor.
"Father what do you mean?" Alya ask as the Count continue to read his documents in his desk.
"You're going to the Phanthinom manor and find the secret about that mysterious manor. Our family has been a great help since ancient times, capturing the devil's. Now Alya my daughter, I want you to disguise and become their butler, and find the secrets about them. You're my only hope in finding the weakness of the Demons"
"But father would that be dangerous? After all its-"
"Alya. Listen to your father." Count Heron spoke his voice and tone was sharp.
Alya Cyrinch Hermonia.
An illegitimate child of the of the Count Heron Hermonia, the head of the Hermonia Family.
"But father can't Haris do it? He's the older son and he know everything more than me." Alya ask again hoping for a chance to escape the dangerous task given by his father.
"All of your siblings are getting married and you are the only one left Alya to take this task. We can't risk your siblings life on the line" Count Heron said his tone was more sharper than before.
"Siblings huh?, then what about me? Your daughter? Father what about me? Am I not important enough to risk my whole life in this task?" Alya spoke while forcing herself not to shed a tear Infront of his father.
The room went silent for a moment, the Count did not answer Alya question.
Her face darkens as she turn leave.
"Father I'll do the task, but on one condition. I'll do anything I want once I'm done and the first thing I want is to leave this family." Alya spoke before disappearing in his father's eye.
As soon as she left the room of his father he quickly went to her room to shed off her tears that she was holding back earlier.
"Oh my what happened?"
Alya turned around and saw the Count's wife, grinning from ear to ear.
Duchess Jessica Hallow Hermonia.
"What do you want?" She spoke as she glared at the Duchess.
"Oh my, after everything I've done to you, you're just gonna spoke to me like that? With that mouth of yours? You ungrateful brat." The Duchess look at her as a sly grin crept into her lips.
"Seems like something happened child."
"Quit Yapping about" Alya said as she left the Duchess stunned but at the same time grinning with excitement.
"I wonder. I guess the plan work after all"
"That child in no time will die, and I'll get everything in here for myself"
Alya POV
I went inside of my room and quickly shut the door. The tears that I was holding up, quickly went out of my eyes.
This wasn't the life I was expecting, this wasn't what I want.
Mom I want to be with you again, I don't want here. Why did you leave me alone? You left me too early. Why didn't you take me with you?
At the age of 6 I was raised in by my mother in a rural area in the Herman's South, far away from the capital in the Hertians North.
We have a little farm that help us in living peacefully.
We would harvest everyday and feed the animals everyday. It was fun.
I had the life I can be happy about. It was peaceful, it was like we're the only person in the world.
The sweet scent of summer and autumn filled the air itself.
Our home was field with animals and different kinds of fruits and vegetables planted everywhere.
In the Herman's South half of the year was spring while the other half of the year was rainy day.
I was living peacefully with my mother, away from danger and conflicts of the world.
I thought that was forever but I was wrong.
It was dark, the cold breeze of the night was hitting me that sent shiver down my spine.
I just came back home from feeding the animals outside and putting the sheep's in their fence.
I felt something strange. The house was oddly quiet as it used to be. Something isn't right.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I slowly hold the doorknob. Shaking I slowly Open the door.
As I opened the door my eyes widen as I saw my mom laying down on the ground while her blood was slowly dripping down her body.
"M-mother?"
She was dead on the floor.
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