The Demon’s Bride

Sullivan didn't express his sorrow or disappointment to his face but Elise could tell that it wasn't easy for him to speak of the story. She couldn't guess that Mrs. Edith had planned to betray Sullivan as from the portrait she saw earlier, they both looked to be smitten with each other.

"The dark sorcerer," whispered Elise with a frown.

"What did he say?" Ian questioned from the side, he didn't intervene with the conversation so Elise could ask the question she needed but it seemed that their talk had directed from The Demon's Bride to the dark sorcerers.

"Mr. Sullivan spoke about his late wife," being careful, Elise lowered her voice enough for Ian to hear, she explain the rest for Ian to nod.

"Edith's scenario is similar to Blythe, she was also a corrupted angel who was promised to go back to Heaven if she could kill Demons which in fact could be fake as a dark sorcerer took an appearance of white wings," Ian said aloud so Sullivan could hear and the man frown while looking at both of them. "How weird, that was sixty-three years ago."

Elise pulled her hand to her chin, assessing all the informations they've gathered, "They are planning for something but why the need to kill Demons? They could sacrifice humans," like what they have done to her family, thought Elise, her hand clenched tighter. "Killing Demons should not be easy."

"But they took the risk which mean they need the Demon's soul instead," Ian murmured, finding the answer he found something was going deeper than anyone could think of. "Sullivan, what else do you know about Demon's Bride?"

Sullivan didn't like the way Ian spoke which was demanding as if he was above anyone, but the Demon thought to do a favor and replied, "I only know that Demon's bride are hunted in the past, not by Demons but people who wish to kill Demons."

"People who wish to kill Demons?" questioned Elise, "Are they the dark sorcerers?"

"No, not them, from what I am aware of the dark sorcerers can't kill Demons instead they are Demons worshiper, hoping to call Demons from Hell using sacrifices. I mean the relics. Relics are a type of angel, similar but an opposite faction, you could say they are built differently by a different God. It's a long story but to make it short, they despise Demons."

"But why would they hunt Demon's Bride? The brides kill the Demons, which should make them an ally for the Relics," Elise ask in whisper but then she felt a click from her own words, "They want to use the Demon's Brides to kill the Demons for them."

"You are smarter than I took first, girl," Sullivan quirked a smile which didn't reach high as he continued, "That's what it is. I don't know the rest about Demons. I only know there are certain rules for a human to become a Demon's Bride."

Elise raised one of her brows in question, "Conditions to become a Demon's Bride? I thought they were fated to become one."

"No, there should be condition for one to become a Demon's Bride, although I don't know what it is myself. You should ponder on your lineage, father, mother, or possibly your grandparents, you may find any or maybe some of them to not be a human. There you could find the condition of you becoming a Demon's Bride," said Sullivan, "I don't have warning for you. You two seemed to be a perfect match, seeing that the man beside you is immortal."

Elise filled Ian about the Relics, and he hummed, before asking, "What did you see from the dark sorcerers that your wife worked with? You saw their faces, didn't you?"

"I doubt their face would come as useful now. They appear to be able to change and show their appearance. One of them was a woman but then she spoke with a man's voice," replied Sullivan as Elise become the bridge so the two could talk, "Which reminded me, I think I remember one of them having horns, sharp and at first I thought the person was a Demon however he didn't smell anything of such. To this day, I could only suspect him as a dark sorcerer, not much after."

Ian hummed, "Why are you avoiding Beelzebub? He claimed to be your friend."

Sullivan put a face which tell he had many things to say, "Because that snobbish man had been coming uninvited to my house for years! He poured alcohol in front of my house, calling my name while asking me dance! It's insulting for him to keep and disrupt my peaceful rest in this house! I know he is searching for someone, but tell him I don't know anything about Heaven. Finally someone could tell him off so he wouldn't put fire on my house so I would come and appear before him."

Elise wondered if Beelzebub know ghost couldn't die or be smoked out by fire, and instead if the house was burnt down that would make Sullivan's soul to disappear. "I will tell him of that."

"People would be hunting you from now on, girl. Keep your stand beside that Demon, he is immortal and should be capable enough to protect you. How weird, I have never seen him before."

Stepping out from the room, Hallow quickly hid behind the door. In the end, he didn't had the chance to ask, but he didn't want to help Beelzebub either, Hallow was not pleased he was used like a pawn and decided to tell Beelzebub of how he wasn't able to see the ghost because it was true. 

"Seems like many is hunting for you, Elise, the dark sorcerers, Relics, and corrupted angels, you are so popular I am getting worried that they will seduce you from here on after," Ian met her eyes and his lips twisted to a smile.

"I doubt they come to seduce me. How do the Relics look like?" she then ask, she wondered which God the Relics belong to as Sullivan mentioned them to look like Angels, but Angels didn't have mind. 

"Close to humans, four wings on their back colored in white, with pair of horns," explained Ian.

"Are they strong?" she asked because Sullivan said that Relics were hunting Demons. 

Ian chuckled and he brought his thumb on her ample lower lips, rubbing as his eyes stared at it, "Not as much as me, they are compared lesser than a pinch of salt. One blow of breath is all it take for that one pinch of salt to disappear."

Elise felt entranced when she saw his long black lashes turned slightly red on edge from his red gaze. "You are confident," she whispered, "Have you seen them before?" or possibly fought with them?

"Not really," he slid his hand from her lips to the side of her cheeks, "But you should know Elise, the strongest man in this world isn't a person blessed with power. It is rather their motivation, and with you here, my love, my motivation burn brighter than the Sun, making me not only immortal but supreme."

Elise could only let her cheeks turn pink, not knowing what to say on the words that rolled smoothly from Ian's lips. She wondered if there would ever be a day where her heart would be calm as now, she was sure even if thunder were to struck on the ground beside her, she could be care less about it as her heart could only focus on him.

"But I could be also your weakness," said Elise as she indulge on the warmth on her cheeks.

"Silly, my weakness is only my stronghold. Why would you be my weakness when you are the one who strengthened me, my dear Bride?" Ian teased her and his hand retracted, "The Relics of dark sorcerers should come soon or later. I think it would be fun to have a good exercise for the years that I missed."