Chapter 338: Faking Identity-III

The forest continued to be filled with howls from the wind that came all too suddenly, while most people was in their own crossfire, Gabriel and Lucifer had chosen to take a talk that seemed to be very peaceful on the surface but only God knows what the two were thinking in their mind.

Lucifer smiled internally, far away from the forest, in the kingdom of Hell, Lucifer sat on his tall red cushioned seat with his legs crossed. His long black hair fell to cover his taut chest where intricate lines contoured his body as it was exposed by the black robe he wore.

Half of his upper face was covered by deep shadow and he leaned to rest his chin on his left arm which he settled on his armrest, "I don't think we are on the same page, Gabriel? I mean we are not in the same book I guess. I can't understand what you are trying to say."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes to the white bird, despite not seeing Lucifer's face for a thousand years since his forever banishment to never see afoot to Heaven, he could tell what kind of face Lucifer would have, a high smile rising on his lips and Gabriel was correct. 

"I know you have been searching for a child for the past few years. I also can feel your connection through Beelzebub, what are you planning to do? Which is your child? The Demon boy or that hybrid girl?"

Lucifer hummed in a muse, "What will you do if I say one of them is indeed my child?" Gabriel felt a prick on his question and his eyes narrowed even further in a dangerous line when Lucifer said, "Kill them? Heaven sure hates me so much that I am deep in an ocean of sorrow. Here they always tell me they would welcome me with open hands if a day was to come where I repent. Not that I will be I always just thought it was unfair."

"Stop the acting, Lucifer. Tell me while I am still in a rational mind," Gabriel threatened.

"But I don't want to. Also, I have been very curious to see an archangel in anger," and within seconds Lucifer responded to his question Gabriel felt a sting to his hand, and he immediately released the bird and looked at his hand that sizzled. His skin had melted as if he had come in contact with heated metal and his red flesh appeared.

Gabriel frowned when he heard the bird coughing laughter, "Lucifer!"

"Yes? What is it, brother?" Lucifer chuckled, "Say if I do have a child, don't you want to congratulate me? But here you are, getting angry."

"You know why I am angered, Lucifer. Your existence itself is a danger to Heaven and Hell-"

"-And Heaven are immensely worried and concerned if I have a child whose strength would, without doubt, be much stronger than mine?" Lucifer took the word right out from Gabriel's mouth that left the archangel in a silent glare. "Then which do you think might be my child, Gabriel? The girl? Having a daughter is my sweet pleasure, they are adorable for sure. Or maybe the boy? Look at him, he is almost as strong as me with undoubted cruelty which I very much like it from him."

"I am not here to play with you," Gabriel interrupted Lucifer from mocking him any further. It had always been his mistake to entertain Lucifer's play in words which in the end distract him from the point of his words, "Tell me which one is your child."

Lucifer looked down on Gabriel and he hummed, "Do Michael know what you are doing?"

"I will keep it quiet if you chose to tell me," Gabriel gave his words which wasn't a lie as he was an angel who never said lies.

"And what do you plan if I tell you? I asked you earlier and I will repeat it again as you ignored me earlier. Would you kill them if you know which one of them is the child who bears my blood?" Lucifer asked.

As Gabriel couldn't lie he only closed his eyes, and opened to say, "It depends."

"The only one family member I have left in this world is that child, Gabriel," Lucifer spoke and suddenly everything around Gabriel began to shook, the ground that was filled with cracks due to how dehydrated it was spread further, and the golden eyes of the white crow changed into black, leaving only its pupils to glowered in red. The branches all around the place turn to ashes as if the whole forest was affected by his anger.

With eyes glowered in anger, Lucifer's eyes peered down even further. "I doubt you have a child or relative before which why you will never know what I am feeling at the moment. I will never allow anyone to harm them, not even you Gabriel. What makes you think I will expose their identity for Heaven to hunt them? I'm not stupid and I'm sure you aren't either. Tell the people in Heaven if one of them dared to touch that two children, I will wage war."

"Heaven is not as weak as you think, Lucifer," Gabriel warned with his teeth set in anger. "You can't wage war as you wish any longer."

"Do you really believe that?" Chuckled Lucifer and he reminded, "Hell has never been weak either, Gabriel as long as I am still the Duke of Hell. Soon enough this shackle mark that is chaining me from leaving Hell is about to break and imagine what happens once it breaks?" 

In an instance, a golden glow came behind Gabriel, and his hand clenched in a stance ready to fight, "Lucifer! You should remember your limit! There is a limitation to what you could do and what should not do," Gabriel warned. "If you do engage in a war those two children would also get harmed."

"My children are strong Gabriel which why you shouldn't have played with them. If you don't I will also don't do anything. But if you did," Lucifer paused and spoke with his voice thickening, "Mark my word: if those who are in Heaven tried anything funny with these two names— Elise or Ian, I will step my feet in Heaven again and create the so-called catastrophe which I know you and Michael won't like and consider that my last warning."

Seeing the white bird's wings flap, Gabriel's frown knit tighter, "I haven't done talking with you, Lucifer!"

Lucifer raised his brows and smirked, "But I have, goodbye my friend," and in a second, the white bird disappeared without using its wings.

"Damn it!" Gabriel cursed upon seeing Lucifer had left and here he thought following Ian and Elise would give him more contact with Lucifer it appeared that from now on Lucifer would stay lower to not appear in his sight. Pulling himself together, he took back his previous appearance of a human, deciding to follow Ian and Elise to see which was the child that bears Lucifer's blood.

In Hell, Lucifer stood up from his seat, walking down the small staircase from the throne, his hand that was holding the glass of wine tilted to let the red liquid from it trail down into the clean carpet.

"Malphas." Upon Lucifer's call, a man transported behind him, kneeling. "How is Leviathan's healing?"

"It has been more difficult to pinpoint his location but from the recent discussion he held with Camael who had taken an appearance of a human priest, it should be in another week," responded Malphas, the Demon that had obediently become Lucifer's subordinate since his master was last punished by Heaven.

"Sounds like a perfect time. Keep a close eye on him and once you have found his location immediately notify me," Lucifer said that had Malphas in a state of trance. "What are you doing? Go, shoo shoo."

Malphas took it upon himself to say, "Milord, I thought you didn't like Sir Leviathan."

"I still don't like him that much but we are soon going to be a part of a big family. I will cast aside my personal feeling for this," replied Lucifer, and upon seeing Malphas confused expression he sighed, "We are going to become in-laws, Malphas. Now go unless I need to teach you how to fly again?" Immediately Malphas shook his head, remembering the past where he was 'taught' how to fly by his master which only lead to him bungee jumping from the highest sky of Hell to the lowest level.

"Ah!" Malphas stood up from his place only to fall forward as he had stepped on his shoelaces. On seeing him falling flat on the ground, Lucifer sighed and shook his head.

But suddenly Lucifer caught a smell from his subordinate that took his interest, "Malphas what is this blood from you that I smelled?"

"It is my blood, milord," Malphas replied with his hand together on his back after he had pulled himself together to stand.

"I know it is your blood dimwit," Lucifer rolled his eyes, "I am questioning how you got wounded. Are you getting bullied?" Lucifer narrowed his eyes as Malphas shook his head with a reluctant expression. "Do you need me to pull your tongue to speak?" Lucifer urged impatiently.

"No, milord. I just had a little fight with Sir Ian's crows. He was near me when I had was watching Sir Leviathan," Malphas expected Lucifer to be enraged but instead heard his sounding laughter.

"Oh did he? I remember people saying that the bird is not alive but in fact, it holds a part of his soul. He must have not like you, pity. I was thinking you could befriend with it, you know." Lucifer hummed and suddenly the talk about Ian had him to be talkative, "Do you know how smart Ian is compared to other Demons? He can put a small part of his soul on his torn wings. It was a crazy idea that no one would ever try but that makes it more like what I expected from my dear nephew."

Hearing it, Malphas suddenly cocked his head to the side, wondering why did his Lord bestow such a heavy punishment to his nephew? Most family would protect their relatives yet Lucifer did the opposite upon their first meeting.

"Because I was testing him," answered Lucifer to see Malphas surprised, "It's not the first time I have read your thoughts fool. Stop behaving like an idiot. He had chosen to become a Demon and I was testing to see whether he really does have the intention to see through the choice he made by becoming a Demon. And I got an extremely pleasant reply when seeing how he had torn his wings without holding a single hesitation." 

"Is it alright for you not to watch them over from the forest, milord?" asked Malphas as his master had severed the connection he shared with the white bird.

"That won't be a problem, Ian had taken care of it. In a few minutes, I can tell that the barrier put there would be dissolve soon," Lucifer said with a tinge of pride. "Malphas, don't forget your mission."

"Yes, milord!" Malphas tried to stand formally, this time in a more graceful manner that only gained him another clumsy mistake as he forgot to tie his laces, hearing his master sigh, Malphas took care of his shoelaces with magic before turning to a white bird and soared out from the glassless window next to his left.

"That fool, why did I take him again, I wonder," commented Lucifer while looking at the place Malphas had left from. Now alone, Lucifer went to one of the glassless window in his throne, and with a thought about the future his smile widened, "That marriage also seems interesting. I should prepare a gift before meeting Levi to impress my in-laws for my dear nephew's sake."