Chapter 387: Butler On The Roll-III

Cain still didn't took in the changes in both Ian and Elise's face, saying with a very lighthearted tone, "Well, you two have visited this grave for the third times in a row for this month. With the first time being when Lady Elise coming to the cemetery alone two days after her family was buried. Don't mind me saying this, but you two are an apple to many people's eyes. I doubt myself whose memories had turned difficult to trust would even mistake this memory when you two are such a lovely couple with a beautiful look."

"I came here....?" Elise exchanged her eyes that went wide in surprise. She could already tell something was wrong when the man spoke and smile as if he knew her when it was their first time meeting each other.

Ian was quick to handle the situation, "What did she look?" He questioned and Cain was confused, not replying in a moment of being confounded, "How did Elise look when she visited the cemetery for all those time?"

"How? Like this?" Cain pointed with his fingers spread to be respectful, "But Lady Elise did came with a rather shabby clothes. I remember the first time you came you were wearing an all black dress."

"That wasn't me," Elise answered at once when the man had spoken. But upon seeing her three times and now, the elder man must have not seen it wrong. The elder man went further in puzzle and Elise quickly asked, "Which cemetery did I visit?"

"Where?"

"In short, the person who had visited this place for all those time without me with her isn't Elise whom you are speaking to know. Answer her question," Ian explained briefly to the man.

"T-This cemetery! Yes the three of them," the man said and Elise break her gaze from the man to the cemetery. "Ah! But during all those visitation I found something odd that you spoke of. You never said visiting the three cemeteries directly and only spoke about William."

Elise had bent down on William's grave when the man spoke. She went closer to see a sign that the gravestone had been moved as the corners of the heavy stones weren't glued to the ground like it did during her first time coming here. "Someone had moved the cemetery," she said and Ian nodded when he also find the puzzles fitting at once.

"Elise, I will be taking your brother's casket out, are you alright with that?" Ian questioned her will as this graveyard wasn't anyone else's but his bride's closest family.

"Please," Elise said as she also want to know what that person who disguised as her did to his family's graveyards. 

"Move back," Ian ordered and Elise went three steps back after standing while the elder graveyard taker when far away but still stand in a place he could see what happened.

Ian pressed his gloved hand on the ground in front of the gravestone. With a light move, he shifted used his magic by pouring them to his palm for a faster access. As if the soil had begin to take life, it grumbled and quake only in the place where William was. The continuous shake caused the ground to slide away from the middle, parting into two for the casket that was buried under to show. 

Ian stepped down the cavity that he made below and flick open the locks on the casket without needing the key. When he pushed it open, Elise from above leaned forward to see her brother, only finding that his body hadn't been inside the casket and was no where to be seen.

Seeing the casket had been empty, Ian looked up to look at Elise, seeing how her expression was muddled with shock and confusion. He bent forward, placing the same hand he had used before to shift the ground to feel what was inside the coffin. Indeed he could smell faint traces of blood and rotten scent of a dead body but it was very faint that one could almost question whether the body had truly been placed here or not.

"He is not here...but I saw that he was in there before the casket was locked," Elise whispered with her head shaking, feeling her throat going dry. During the funeral she was sure she had seen William's body inside. She had been sad but she didn't forget the last meeting she had with her family. 

Ian didn't doubt Elise as he had also seen the boy put to rest inside the casket he had ordered for her families, "I know, darling. I saw him in here too. Cain what do you say about this?" 

The old graveyard taker took a step back as Ian's eyes narrowed, "I-I don't know what happened here either, Milord!! I live here, just right at that shed but I never heard or seen anyone behaving suspicious or move this grave!"

"But the body isn't here," Ian pointed out with a deeper frown but both Ian and Elise had caught the faint idea of who might have been the one that stole William's body. Elise clutched the ground under her and in instance the soil combusted to ashes as her emotions went awry.

Ian jumped to reach the ground, holding her hand as he went beside her, "Don't worry, calm down," he cooed. Elise's emotions could be a double edge weapon to her body and he held her hand to calm her as he knew his existence to her was deep that could pacify her stormy emotions.

The man stuttered trying to find who had moved the body, saying, "B-But Milord, I have heard of cases like these. Cases where bodies stolen that seemed to be happening often for the past few two week! I-I never thought this would happen to-"

"Where is it?" Ian questioned, demanding the information, "Which cemetery that you heard the bodies disappeared at?"

"It's the one next to this town!" The man quickly answered.

"Let's go there," Ian said and Elise nodded quickly, feeling herself less anxious than before as she didn't want to hurt Ian with her power that had turned his fingertips to stones.

Away from the human world, in Hell where all sinners and Demons reside, a man with a dull brownish red hair stepped into one of a dilapidated house. Instead of entering, he took the window to leave and made his way somewhere further for, the house to stop at a very small house for one barely to live in.

He raised his hand, casually greeting with a knock. The first knock wasn't answered therefore Maroon knocked on the door for multiple times, until a man exited the house with a deep frown.

"Who the fuck is that?! Don't you know that you shouldn't... Sir Maroon!" Exclaimed the man over seeing it was the servant of Diablo who had come visiting his house. "W-What do you come for today?"

Maroon's eyes drifted from the demon to look behind in the house seeing a woman was tied and screaming from her mouth that was gagged as her body was tied on the chair. The man was worried that Maroon had came to kill him and closed the door, interrupting the butler's gaze. 

"The Lord need some answers to his question and he is wondering if you are up to it," Maroon said, his face showing no expression. The man didn't budge until the butter added, "I will make sure you are paid handsomely with a fresh innocent lives."

"Of course I will see to it that it is done, what kind of questions does the Lord wish for?" The man asked rubbing his hands together.

"He wish to know who is the son of Satan, the prince of Hell," Maroon went straight to question what Ian had instructed him.