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Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. 

She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. 

Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. 

A DEAD BODY!

Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" 

Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here.

"Gardening."

"And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief.

"Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?!

She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile.

Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

Belle Adams' Butler

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Belle knew this was not just about the mortals not knowing about the truth and existence of the land of the dead, but it was something more than that. When the death reaper next time raised its scythe, almost ready to kill her, Belle placed both her hands on the ground, whispering spells and the mark was created around the death reaper.

He tried to move his scythe but he couldn't. Seeing this, Belle leaned her back against the tree and released a breath.

"How do you like being stuck in a mortals magic?" asked Belle to the death reaper. The circle markings were similar to the one she had used on Greed, and it would contain the death reaper there until she decided to let it go.

"What did you do?!" asked the reaper, trying to get itself free but no matter what it tried, moving up or down or the sides, it was as if an invisible wall was placed around it.

It's not a goodbye- Part 5