She Belongs To The Devil

"We shouldn't hide the truth from someone who seeks it." - Lavera

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"Lilith?" That vampire knitted his brows together in anger and asked in a grim tone, "Are you talking about that bitch who couldn't even kill that Dev–"

Smash!

Damien punched on that chair that was enveloping that vampire with such a great force that the chair got smashed into pieces. That vampire's several ribs also got cracked even though he was practically protected by that rock-hard chair.

"Aahh–"

Ariel instantly made an air bubble around that vampire's mouth so that his screams wouldn't reach the ears of the other vampires.

Damien was about to punch that vampire again but Ariel shouted and stopped him, "Damien! You're going to kill him!"

Damien tightened his fist but didn't hit that vampire again.

But he did sit on top of that vampire's broken ribs and grabbed him by his collar. Then he repeated his question threateningly, "Did she or did she not come here to Mihir?"

Before that vampire answered, Damien warned him, "And mind your language if you don't want me to drag you to the depths of Hell."

Damien didn't know that his eyes had turned red with rage. If it wasn't for Ariel, he would have already killed this vampire who dared to disrespect his mother.

That vampire stared into Damien's blood-red eyes. The fierceness in his eyes and the intimidating aura that he was emanating, faintly reminded that vampire of his late King. And he wondered, "Could he be…"

Damien slapped him for not talking and shouted, "Answer me!"

That vampire could taste his own blood just from a single slap from Damien. He couldn't imagine what would have happened to him if earlier he got punched in his face instead of his stone-clad body.

Ariel wanted to take Damien back home. From the way he was being so aggressive by the second, she was starting to get a little scared of him.

"This is so unlike him," she thought to herself. She had only seen Damien's soft and quirky side. She had never seen his rage. And she didn't recognize the demon in front of her. "This is not the Damien I know..."

She didn't know why he wanted to know if his mother was here or not. But she also wanted Damien to get his answer because he sounded too desperate and angry.

The vampire gulped and answered in a shaky voice, "Yes, she did come here. Our King had summoned her here to our Kingdom to take her help in defeating that Devil in the war."

Damien's eyes lighted up a little. And he thought to himself, "She was summoned by the King during the war…"

He recalled Ariel saying that the war had taken place 12 years ago.

Damien's face lit up even more. And his eyes turned back to their original winter grey color.

He furrowed his brows and was lost in his own thoughts, "That matches the timeline perfectly. My mother must have fallen in love with some vampire when she was summoned to the Earth Realm. I am sure my father is someone from the Palace of Mihir. I will get some clue if I go there."

Damien let go of that vampire's collar and straightened his back.

He turned to look at Ariel and said in that same authoritative tone that he had used to talk with that vampire, "Riri, we're going to the Mihir Palace now."

"Now?" Ariel looked at Damien in confusion.

She didn't think that it was a good idea. However, looking at Damien, she knew that he wasn't going to back down.

"Yes, now." Damien instantly flapped out his wings.

"Okay," Ariel had no choice but to spread out her wings.

Both of them were ready to set off towards the Mihir Palace.

The vampire had been contemplating whether to ask a question to Damien or not.

Even though he was beaten to a pulp, he suddenly shouted before Damien and Ariel flew away, "By any chance, are you the son of Lilith?"

Damien rudely asked without even sparing a glance at that vampire, "What if I am? Are you going to try and kill me? Can you even move given the state you are in?"

Damien didn't see that that vampire's eyes were wet and he was covering his mouth with his palm. He looked shocked as well as happy.

Damien flapped his wings and lifted himself up in the air. We wanted to get his answer as soon as he could.

However, he heard that vampire shouting again.

"My lord, why would I kill you when you are the only heir of our late King?"

Damien felt as though his heart stopped for a few seconds. He dropped flat down to the ground because he was too dumbfounded to keep flying.

"Damien!" Ariel shouted and went back to the ground.

"Are you alright, my lord?" that vampire was also struggling to crawl toward Damien.

Damien was lying on his back. He had a dead fisheye look on him.

He didn't know how to process the last part of the information that he heard. Was he supposed to be happy that he finally knew who his father was? Or was he supposed to be sad that the father he didn't even meet once was already dead?

Both Ariel and that Vampire crouched down on either side of Damien. None of them dared to disturb Damien. His facial expression looked like a calm before the storm.

After quite a few minutes, Damien directed his question at that vampire, "How do you know that I am your late King's son?"

That vampire politely replied, "I was one of the Royal Guards of the late King, my lord."

Damien went quiet again.

That vampire was so happy to have found Reginald's son that he couldn't help but blabber, "My lord, please forgive me for my shameful behavior. I couldn't recognize you. I hadn't imagined that Li– that your mother had really conceived you. But I am really happy that you came here and graced me with your presence. All the vampires will be happy to see you."

And he even bombarded Damien with all sorts of questions, "Shall I arrange a meeting with the pure-blooded vampires? How long can you stay here? Did someone summon you here? Or you don't need to be summoned? If you aren't bound to Hell then why don't stay here in Mihir? We can work on bringing back the monarchy.

You need to take back what is rightfully yours."

Though that vampire was excited to have found the long-lost heir of Reginald, the same couldn't be said for both Damien and Ariel.

Ariel was sad when she understood why Damien had insisted on coming to Mihir. And she was sadder to hear that vampire addressing Damien's father as 'late'. However, with that vampire blabbering continuously, she hadn't connected all the dots yet.

Damien, on the other hand, had somewhat connected most of the dots.

And a sentence that that vampire had said a while back kept on resonating in his head. "That damned Devil mercilessly burned our King."

Damien tried his best not to get consumed by his emotions. However, he couldn't help but feel that all his life, he had been lied to and deceived by everyone, including his mother.

"Why was I kept in the dark? And why the hell was my father's killer always around me? Did he pretend to care for me because he felt guilty?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt enraged.

He was angry at everyone, his mother, Theodore, and even Ariel.

Damien slightly turned his face to see Ariel. And he asked as he tried his best to suppress his anger, "Ariel, did you know that your father killed my father?"

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