XXXV BEHEMUT'S CASTLE

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"You don't know how foolish you are, dear Seb. It doesn't matter now; the deal is sealed and we both must obey its clauses." Delroy said.

"Sure, dear uncle. Bring forth my aunt." Sebastian said through gritted teeth. His eyes glittered with violent enthusiasm. Soon revenge would be his. The one goal his life was left with would be satisfied soon enough. He'd avenge the murder of his parents and destroy this demon once and for all.

"Um, don't you think the set up here is too boring. I mean look at those trees and grass and the building...I want something stony, something earthy." Delroy said.

"What about the Behemut's Castle?" Delroy said.

"Aah, I long for the smells of the stone and the moist cavern. What say you Sebastian? Should we move there?"

Sebastian wondered if the making of deal had somehow reached the core of his uncle's head and made it soft. Behemut's Castle was in ruins and kilometres away from where they stood. It was so far from here it'd take no less than a day to visit there even by plane.

"And how do you plan to make the transfer, uncle Delroy? I say we do the deal here itself." Sebastian said.

Never to trust a demon's words even though he's bound by any sort of deal. He was a demon, and the deal was a demon deal. Surely he would know better how demon deals worked and would use that knowledge against him.

"Pelussia, you heard? Sebastian wants us to go to the fallen Behemut's Castle. Could you arrange a quick transfer?" Delroy said.

"Of course, master." She said and closed her eyes.

Sebastian gave Delroy a nasty look. Every second was precious. He wasn't sure if his aunt was absolutely safe and unhurt. He wasn't sure if Delroy was acting straight or he had something nasty behind his mind.

He jumped out of his reverie as soon as a dozen things started happening around him all at once.

It begin with the flickering of the violet lamps bordering the garden. Temperature seemed to drop further and the moaning of the winds became more intense. Leaves started rustling in accordance to the increased wind. Plants danced so furiously flowers began to perish as they collided with each other or got lifted in the winds altogether.

Sebastian looked at Delroy who showed no characteristic emotion. His attention then turned to Pelussia and for once he realised who was the source of all these sudden developments in the surrounding.

"Ah, finally my dear Seb notices. You see, Pelussia is not any ordinary demon. She is my soon-to-be bride." Delroy said proudly as if marrying a fat ill-shaped, ugly creature was the best of his achievements ever. He was so happy of this betrothal that for the first time Sebastian could see a true smile painted wide on his face, not the fake ones he usually showed.

"But more important than that, Pelussia is Alzaknos' daughter, the third most powerful demon in all of West Tithriss." He hissed. If Pamela had been here, Sebastian would have actually felt a pity towards Delroy. She wouldn't have left a single question of hers unanswered. How can a demon reproduce?

Soon, the wind was no longer a problem for the ground had also started shaking. Sebastian had to strain his muscles to remain standing. It was as if an earthquake had hit Motel Risotto. The grass around him was no longer even and the once beautiful garden was now destroyed beyond repairs. Mud from beneath the grass surfaced and even huge trees started to lose balance.

He could not hold anymore. The winds were fierce. His hair and coat ruffled violently against the wind and something dark started surrounding him. Layer after layer of thick darkness shrouded him isolating him from the rest of the world. His eyes could see nothing, his ears could hear nothing. Even the sense of touch was lost when he was devoured by this darkness most likely called by the Demon King's daughter Pelussia.

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