The Duke's Passion

Chapter 850 I am not your enemy



850 I am not your enemy

Law's irises went wide, but he couldn't dwell on it for now. He hurriedly looked ahead, finding a spot to land safely. The second his foot touched the roof and got his balance back, he looked down once again.

Much to his surprise, as soon as his gaze landed on where his father was, Samael was already there. The layer of darkness that covered him and the undead earlier was gone. All there was... was Samael, no one else, in that pool of blood on the ground.

"Father..." Law's eyes shook, searching for any undead in the area. But alas... they all disappeared.

His heart thudded against his chest, holding his breath in horror. How was this possible? Just now, this area was full of undead. Thanks to his regular training and sparring, Law was able to last this long. However, his father... it hadn't even been fifteen seconds since, but Samael cleared the area.

At this point, Law should feel astonished at how powerful his father was. But that feeling didn't even resurface in his heart. What he felt was horror - it alarmed him.Vissit (.)c.om for updates

"Tather!" he yelled to get his father's attention. "Father!!"

Law's breath hitched once again when Samael gazed up. Both his father's eyes were shining in bright red, but the white area around his eyes turned black. The veins in Samael's face and neck protruded angrily as if they would erupt if he moved the wrong way.

For some reason, the sight of Samael reminded Law of the demon he found with Tilly. That creature was black and big like a ball, with a smiling face that would make anyone's hair raise in horror. Samael might not be smiling, but the darkness in his eyes and veins had the same color as the demon. But more than the physical appearance, the air Samael and that demon emanated felt and smelled almost the same.

Jumping on the second floor of the estate, Samael gripped his sword, Catharsis up. Darkness surrounded his sword until red electricity appeared around it. In one swift movement, Samacl jumped to the floor.

BOOGSH!

The floor cracked, unable to contain the gravity that stuck its foundation. Samael fell into the hole that his attack created, along with the debris. Just as expected. There was another level - a deeper level underneath the estate.

Samael landed safely on the debris from the ground floor with him, creating a thick fog and making it hard for him to see the underground immediately. Meanwhile, Tilly, who was already underground, didn't budge at all.

Standing before the demon with this unwelcome fog around her, Tilly maintained her eyes in the same direction. She couldn't see as clearly as she could moments ago, but she could feel two demons right now. One was in front of her, and the other was behind her.

Tilly breathed out faintly as she fluttered her eyelashes. But just as she opened her eyes ever so slowly, she turned on her heel whilst raising a hand. Within a second, she caught an arm that was trying to grab her.

She gazed at the hand, noticing the person's long, sharp, and dirty fingernails. Fresh blood was deep in his fingers and the veins underneath his skin had the color of ink.

When the fog around her vicinity cleared up slightly, Tilly snapped her eyes to the person who owned the arm.

Samael.

"You must've seen Law," she remarked calmly, staring back at those pair of red and black eyes mirroring her. "Samacl, I am not your enemy... neither I am the one who imprisoned you here!