Chapter 482: King of Hell and Threats-III

Ian had planned a peaceful marriage live. While he doesn't mind chaos, he only want to be with Elise and supported the idea of a quiet life to be with her without any disruption. It appears that his damned one Hell of an uncle had magnificently ruined his plan. Ian pushed the chair with his leg, "Continue, what did Lucifer said."

Orias sighed, thinking why was he in this position where it was obvious he had became the sacrificial pawn. He continued to tell the story, going back at the time Lucifer was standing at the end of the table after killing Balam. 

"You have been drawing yourself from family after Ariel's death, but have you never think about her descendants? Such as your son, Leviathan—" Lucifer's words were stopped as a dark black lump of sticky black liquid that took form of a large monstrous body took a hold of his neck. 

"Don't mention her name, Lucifer," Satan's voice boomed from the end of the room, holding anger and clear hatred that he had mentioned his late wide's name in the dinner.

The rest of the demons on the table could only gulp. Orias who had came to the dining room late saw what transpired against his eyes and gulped as he felt the air shifting to a dangerous one. They could feel the King's anger. Not only could they feel it from the air, they could also feel the anger through the blood that course on their body as originally except Lucifer, most of demons in Hell held Satan's blood as he was the first demons in the world. 

Lucifer could also feel the anger and how tight the grip on his neck was bit that didn't deter him. He had his plan and it was his choice to go through his plan no matter what he would need to cost. No matter what which also mean his own life. His smile widened from an ear to ear grin, "Since you are not going to ask what I am doing here despite being on the edge of your seat to know my intention, I will tell you what I come for. There is this beautiful marriage held. It is a marriage that I think you would like to come and your dearest wife would also like to see if she was alive."

Satan could hear the taunt underneath Lucifer's words as much as others could. He was calm, however, "Whose marriage?"

Lucifer smiled, the smile on his lips prove that he had done things according to his crusty plan. "It's your granddaughter's and my nephew's marriage." The demons on the table gasps. Some who was in a daze was woken up again as Lucifer added, "It is our Princess's marriage."

Back to the present, Ian's eyes that narrowed turn sharper while Elise was confused. 

"Then why you are here?" It was more of a taunt when Ian had asked the question to Orias.

"The... K-King wish to meet the princess and he ordered me to come and see her for myself," but there was an Angel on the Church, Lucifer's appearance and he could also feel other Demons presence in the castle. Orias felt his soul exasperated and worn out on the single grip he made to the mortal's world.

Ian pulled Orias's collar that had the man startled. Ian's red eyes looked deeply inside the demon's eyes and with a low threats, he said, "Go back and tell that King of yours that my wife doesn't want to have anything to do with Hell. He can go back and enjoy his life as normally as he did before knowing her existence."

Elise and Ian left the room. They were walking at the hallways now which was empty as more people wanted to entertain themselves in the ballroom rather than being in the company of no one. Elise turned to look at Ian who was miffed by what Lucifer had done and she honestly couldn't understand Lucifer either. Why would he expose her existence to her grandfather when it was much better to keep less interaction with Hell?

Elise could only guess that Lucifer was planning for something. 

"It is what he has done," Ian's voice came to her ears as he had stopped on his heels. He walked toward her, cutting the distance where only a single steps left, "I'm sorry. It is better to keep your profile low and that damned fucker—" Elise saw Ian's eyes glowered and the corner of his eyes begin to turn black. In their wedding, Elise didn't want Ian to be consumed by anger for his uncle.

She reached out her hand to his arm, showing him a smile, "I am okay. It is a beautiful day today, and I think rather than getting angry with Lucifer it's better if we focus on our lovely marriage," and Ian's eyes softened at her words. "I don't understand what Lucifer want to do. Do you think he want to use Satan on his plan to find the angel who had tricked him."

"That would be the most generous plan he would have," Ian placed his hand on her cheeks, cupping her head that craned to meet his eyes, "I could guess that he want to use you and your grandfather to raise war. If anything happen to you and your grandfather prove to have an ounce of care for you, I can see Lucifer using this chance to wage war with Heaven."

Elise frowned at it, not liking the idea of war and seeing her expression, Ian assured her, "Once this beautiful day of her end, I will find him and confront him. It's better if we kill him now I think."

Elise didn't want to stop him as if Lucifer prove to be their enemy, she learned that her kindness could only lead to more deaths and her priority was to save both Ian and the rest of the people she treasured. She has never been this selfish and while she felt that it was wrong but to protect Ian, she only sees this as the right choice. 

"He is your family, Ian. Try to talk with him first before deciding anything. Mistakes are bound to happen when one try to guess the other's intention and we know we could never guess it correctly," Elise let him know and Ian took her words with a consideration, understanding that despite all Lucifer was the brother of his mother, the only family left for him.

Away from the castle, a single man stood with blood drenching his shoulders. The sides of his face had been cut and he looked at the place where once the other man most of his features colored in golden including his beard, hair and eyes. 

The forest where he had been standing had caved in, the ground spread a wide fissures that stemmed out of the deep dent he had made during the fight he had with the archangel. 

Orias appeared beside the man after some times. Without the help of the moon, the shadow was too thick to make out the man's silhouette but Orias who had worked for Satan for years knew his master just by the single glance.

"Your Majesty, I have conveyed the statement you told me to Lucifer's nephew and her highness," Orias reported as he knelt behind the King of Hell, Satan.

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A/N: Who is excited for the first night~