CHAPTER 4: HOUSE HEADQUARTERS

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The flight with Beel wasn't as turbulent as Lucifer's. No gas clouds, no fireballs and no Hell monsters trying to kill you. Beel remained serious during the whole travel. I wondered, why was everyone acting all weirdly.

I still remembered what Solomon said over the phone.

"See you later..."

I looked up at Beel.

"Beel, has Solomon been in contact with you guys recently? It's that he called me today and he sounded not his usual self..."

Beel's flying faltered a little at the mention of Solomon's name. He turned over a tree and now moved under the canopy of something like a forest.

I didn't know why would Beel take such route towards wherever we should be going, but it seemed more dangerous, than flying on the Devildom skies.

The forest was dark. Only lightened by some luminescent giant plants which, if my eyes did not play tricks on me, they were moving on their own.

Beel didn't answer so I pushed in a little to get him to answer at least a question.

"Is Solomon with you guys? If things are as dangerous as this, then..."

Beel interrupted.

" Only the GOOD Solomon..."

I blinked both by the sudden interjection and the short ambiguous answer.

I asked bewildered.

"The 'good' Solomon? But there is only one Solomon..."

There was another moment of silence, and it remained so, until we arrived in front of a poison ivy covered wall. I didn't recall being here before and noticing my confusion, Bee said as he walked towards one specific of them all and pulled on it.

"We are at the back of the bouse of Lamentation. No one but me and my brothers can enter this way into the house. The poison from this ivy , kills both humans and other magical creatures, but this one vine doesn't hold the poison."

It made sense. Looking at all the twist and turns the plant made under and over itself, noone who knew about the wall, would know which of the vines is not poisonous and end up dead. Just like an entrance code.

The vines started to move and unknot themselves. Beel pulled me back a little.

"They tend to whip at whatever is near them."

It was amazing really. Behind all the vegetation, all that laid was a tiny door, carved from the same rock material as the wall.

All that came out from my mouth was.

"And... Can you fit through there?"

Beel threw a small laugh and nodded. 

 

 

The door was the size of myself, only just a tiny bit taller. None of the brothers could have passed through it as comfortable as someone my size could.

 

 

Not waiting any longer, Beel opened the door, took my hand in his and swiftly made us fit in, closing the door behind us.

 

 

To my surprise the wall's height and with were taller and wider than I expected them to; compared to the height of the passage entrance.

 

 

I couldn't see anything because of the darkness. I could only know where was Beel because of my body being pressed against his and because of his glowing beautiful purplish pink eyes. He said,

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