Lucifer turned his tired, deadly, sorrowful, and incomprehensible gaze towards Sebastian.
There, the butler was sitting on the only throne in the room like an actual sovereign. That sight made Lucifer extremely curious and confused.
Sebastian was still wearing the same neat suit as always, his white hair tied in a ponytail was still the same, the expression on his face was still calm and incomprehensible like usual.
But somehow this time Lucifer felt that the butler he was looking at was not the butler he used to know anymore.
Lucifer felt extremely unfamiliar. It was as if this Sebastian was not the Sebastian who saved him and trained him.
Lucifer stared at the butler for a while, then, his eyes lit up but then immediately darkened and became even more deadly.
It seemed like he had just realized the truth.
"Why are you saying that Sebastian? Isn't Alice your disciple?" Lucifer shouted loudly.