Chapter 42: Time To Run

Within the majestic palace of the city's lord, an important meeting was taking place.

Unlike before, Marques Warcroft didn't bother to try his special 'session' now, he checked more paperwork, one wouldn't believe that demons knew of the infamous bureaucracy, but guess everything has an origin.

In front of him, the blazing green figure of another demon stood.

Lord Sandmortelle.

"So you're telling me that he killed a demon soldier in less than ten minutes...?"

"Yes, but he got heavily injured in the process."

"Even I might be scared of him if he didn't... is he a protector?"

"He isn't, my marques... He lacked basic knowledge about the Netherworld, moreover... he said he's the protector from some nearby city but he's not in the registry... unless he became a protector within the last century, I'm afraid he must have come out of the test..." The demon could only sigh with amazement at the ridiculousness of his words.

"The selection test... it will send humans to the most 'peaceful' of regions according to their rank, right now, our region is one of the most peaceful ones together with the city of Abdalla in the circle of lust... for him to have been selected, Sandmortelle, and those two girls too..."

"I told him that I believed him to be bronze, but... I think he might actually be a silver, my marques... but it's impossible that those two girls are silvers, they will be bronzes at most..." The odds are simply too low.

"... all of the protectors have the capacity to kill at least a Demon Soldier." The royal demon denied it.

"But he doesn't have a demon core... I witnessed the fight, his movements were erratic and it was as if he already knew what's going to happen before it happened, those aren't characteristics seen in a bronze soul, my marques."

"... with five more silvers approximately, I might be able to step into the Demon Earl stage, Sandmortelle... it has been several thousands of years since a silver appeared and it wasn't even in this circle, are you completely certain?" The matter is so serious that he had to put down the papers that he had been scrutinizing.

Demon Earl, as long as he stepped forward on the ladder, his city might stop being as besieged as it currently is, he would be a step closer to 'her' dream.

"I'm not certain, something like this can never be certain, but I'm just saying that he's too strong to be a mere bronze, that's all... what are your thoughts?"

"Assigning him as my protector, it might be worthwhile..."

'Until the moment comes that I devour his soul.'

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"M-My Marques..."

"But it won't be now, just defeating a Demon Soldier is not enough for me to assign him as my protector... he has to prove himself further... I want you to have all of our  magistrates and counts who have their eyes on him retreat... make it so that only the pro-violence faction keeps tailing him... but never take your eyes out of him or his girls, if it ever comes to the point where they're going to capture them... kill them and bring me the crystals, understood?" The demon summarized, growing ecstatic by the second... a silver soul.

"Yes, my marques but... what if another Demon Count is involved?" The green demon declared, he had been lying to Valentine back then, just as he's been lying to everyone except Warcroft.

He's not a Demon Magistrate, he's a Demon Count!

"If it comes to that, just kill them straight away, we can't gamble it... such a precious soul can't end up in Sinclair's hands... since they arrived at my city, it can only be me whose going to get their souls!" Warcroft's wicked smile revered through the luxurious room as he glanced at the big female sitting in the frame, above the chimney.

Sandmortelle frowned and took this cue to depart, releasing a blaze of green fire as he dematerialised. 

'It seems god has finally set his gaze on your objective, Sandra... he even sent me a silver soul, I'm but a modicum that shall complete it when the time comes... I promise.' 

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When Valentine stepped inside the hotel and walked through the hallway, he immediately knew an event took place and walked faster, he reached the door of their room, the door was so badly damaged that he thought he could kick it down just by spitting on it.

"Faye!"

"Who is it?!"

"It's me, don't you recognise my voice!?"

"Me who?! Say things clearly, demon!"

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'For god's sake...'

"Valentine!"

"Valentine who!? Valentine Dog?! Valentine Cat!? WHAT VALENTINE ARE YOU!?"

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WAGNER! VALENTINE WAGNER!"

"AND WHO IS YOUR LOVER!? CHRISTINE OR VALERIA!?"

"WHO THE FUCK IS VALERIA!? OPEN THE DAMN DOOR FAYE!"

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There were a few seconds of silence as apparently, Fayette and Vera seemed to be gossiping inside.

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"Last question... who do you love the most, Vera or me?!"

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It was at that moment that Valentine grit his teeth harshly, 'I'm going to slap that butt so hard...'

"VERA! I LOVE VERA THE MOST!"

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*BAANG!!*

"YOU CHEATING BAS-!"

Fayette who just opened the door filled with outrage immediately got embraced and pushed in.

Valentine closed the door behind him and locked it.

He glanced at Fayette who was covered in blood, but not her blood, purple blood, and then glanced at the direction of the bed where Vera was, holding her bleeding shoulder that was now covered with clothes, perhaps trying to cover it quickly.

Three corpses of demons lay on the ground, two of them headless, another one of them with an arrow through his brain.

Clearly, it hadn't been smooth for them at all.

"V-Vale..." Vera sighed in relief when he came and the two noticed that he also had his ribs injured.

He kissed Fayette's head and stumbled towards Vera, releasing the backpack on the ground.

"I don't think they will come now... so three attacked here, and five attacked me outside... unless until they are investigated, we will have some breathing time... are you okay, Vera?" It was a stupid question, but he caressed her cheeks and asked.

"I'm okay... it's just a small cut, I wasn't careful enough." 

Fayette sighed and sat in front of him, checking his wounds further, "sorry for earlier... the last time those bastards came they... they somehow managed to replicate your voice, thankfully, we didn't believe it at first." Fayette explained and started to inspect his wound

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"Replicate my voice!?"

"Yes... they came and knocked on the door, then asked to be let in, but it was your voice... through the other side of the door, I furrowed my brows and asked why you were back so soon, it hadn't even been ten minutes... then 'you' said that you forgot something and that's why you came back."

She took a towel from a bloodied bucket and moved it through his wound, it's regenerating faster than before.

"Frankly speaking, it was scary... but that demon, despite having your voice for some reason didn't know a single thing about us." 

"..."

"I asked 'you' what did you forget, and 'you' didn't answer for a while... then you said that you forgot your belt..." She deadpanned at that moment while Vera giggled, truly those demons weren't the smartest ones.

"I told Vera to prepare to fight, the girl decided to go in the front while I took a bow, in close quarters I'd manage to kill one the moment she opened the door. When they saw us not answering they started to kick on the door, realising that we were aware of their ploy and well... afterwards Vera opened the door just when one of them was about to stumble on it, quite skilled of her might I add." Fayette smirked while the Russian beauty evaded his gaze with a blush, obviously embarrassed.

"The demon stumbled and I killed him easily with an arrow as you can see, the other two ran in, but Vera easily killed one with that knife... I'm surprised how sharp that thing is."

"Yes, it went through like butter..." Vera nodded with a smile and commented.

'And it felt quite good too.' She added in her mind.

Of course, Valentine tested this first-hand against Bellcroft, if it can even cut a Demon Soldier like butter, what are those other demons? hot butter?

"And well, the last one was quite easy to kill, I allowed Vera to fight him... it was a full-blown 1v1 and she won easily, the demon tried to defend, but the knife went through his arms and his head... did you like the story?~"

"Impressive... let's start cleaning this out, we're going to leave tomorrow or the day after, taking advantage of the fact that we just took a team out of our shoulders..." He stood up, they can't leave the corpses inside the room to rot in here... he was actually surprised that demons don't revive as humans do...

'I guess we're the ones that are fated to be tortured eternally, huh?' 

When Vera tried to stand up to help, he stopped her.

"We will clean, when it's time to take a bath, I'll carry you..." 

"Hmn" She nodded, feeling warm and plopped back on the bed, grimacing slightly at her lack of tact that produced pain on her shoulder.

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Valentine and Fayette dragged the bloodied bodies through the hallway and placed them straight in front of the demon that was behind the counter, he could only glance at them with poison in his eyes.

"You let them in, you take care fella..." Fayette smirked evilly, daring him to do anything.

This demon is weaker than each of these three.

In the end, he just sighed and prepared to dispose of the corpses, indeed, he had let them in, he had expected to dispose of three corpses.... but not those three.

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