113. A Demon and A Sinner

By the next moment, Lucifer flaps his wings and flies down from the dais. He walks into the lowest platform and comes before me. With his icy fingers he pinches my chin and raises my head. Closely he stares at my face, "We have been envisaging to meet you, Aletris Averell." he said.

Leviathan stands on his thick tail as he slitters around me. He gives the empty throne a glance, "Now that you know what we are…" he hisses, "I assume that you know a little bit better about Asmo's true identity."

I follow the track of his glare and lay my glance onto the empty throne chair on Lucifer's left… Although none of them speaks for him, I can clearly hear my heart whispering to me——

'For he feasts on Lust, his name is Asmodeus.'

Esmund is truly a demon, one from the Highest Court of Hell.

Even after all those times I convinced myself with evidence, witnesses, and acquaintances about Esmund's true identity, tears of misery still fill my eyes.