Inhuman Warlock

"If you let me leave, I'll bring those two back for you. They aren't in this room."

"Not happening. Tell my friend where to find it. He'll handle everything."

It was hard to keep a walking hostage. There were many risks of mishaps. It was better in bed since the man was at more risk like that.

"He can't find them. Only I can."

"Looks like you don't want to co-operate then. That's alright. I won't force you either."

The man felt the sword inching closer to his neck with each passing moment as Lucifer talked.

"I was thinking about freeing you after getting my answers. But then again, maybe it's better this way."

"Wait! I'll tell you about the other two items! They are kept in a box in the second room to the right! The key to the room is in my drawer!"

"Salazar?"

"On it." Salazar brought the golden key out of the drawer before he snuck out.

"While he's fetching the items, tell me about them," Lucifer commanded the man, staying in the back.

"Kid, you're really brave. How would you like to join my clan instead? I'll offer you hefty rewards. You'll have more benefits than you can imagine."

Even though he was answering all the questions of Lucifer, he had a feeling that Lucifer was going to kill him after getting all the answers, but this was only a suspicion. He couldn't confirm it, so he wasn't taking a risk.

However, he still tried to lure Lucifer to his side so he could free him.

"I told you. My time is precious. And there's nothing you can offer me which I can't force you to give me. So just answer my question if you want to be left alive. If you don't, that's a different matter altogether," Lucifer sharply responded, not letting the words affect him.

"Fine. I got three things; one was a glove that he claimed was worn by a person from the other world. The second thing was a diary which he claimed to be written by a person from another world. And lastly was a small map."

"Diary and a map?" Lucifer muttered, frowning.

He did watch his mother write something in a diary sometimes, but he wasn't sure if she had taken the diary to the tomb with her. And a map? That could be the map of the Dungeon they went to.

Amongst the two things, he only found the diary to be intriguing, that too if it actually belonged to his family.

"What was inside the diary? Did you read it?"

"I couldn't. It was in a foreign language. It's just the sheer value of the collectibles that made me buy them. However, the gloves were lost by my son. At least that's what I was thinking all the while. They were still inside the mansion, it seemed."

"Still, I don't understand. Why are you so interested in the gloves? I mean, it can't be that you guessed where these gloves were from."

The room door opened, and Salazar stepped inside the room with a diary and a piece of folded paper that was pale yellow. "I found only these."

"Are you sure everything you told me is the truth? That beast sold you these things, and you know nothing about them?" Lucifer asked, keeping his focus on the man.

"Yes."

"Good." After getting his answer, Lucifer slightly moved his sword ahead, which easily sliced the throat of the man as if it was sliding through soft butter.

The man had already expected the possibility of something like this happening, but it still came as a surprise to him.

He had expected Lucifer to ask about the whereabouts of the seller, and then he was planning to tell Lucifer that he could lead him there, giving himself more time. However, who would've thought that he wasn't even going to reach that point.

His head dropped on his lap; his eyes remained open.

Lucifer looked back as he wiped the blood on the sword with the bedsheet. "You two wait outside in the room where we came from. I'll catch you there."

"Do you need something here?" Amelia asked.

"Yeah. Something of that nature," Lucifer responded. "Just wait for me."

"Let's leave. Give him some privacy," Salazar let out, realizing what Lucifer was going to do.

Amelia nodded, still filled with curiosity. She left the room with Salazar and went to the room they first landed inside.

...

Inside the room, only Salazar and Amelia remained, waiting for Lucifer.

"So you're from earth as well?"

"Hmm?" Salazar frowned, surprised that she knew.

"Don't be surprised. He already told me," Amelia answered. "Anyway, do you know what he's doing back there?"

"He's cleaning up," Salazar answered, shaking his head. "He should be back in a few minutes."

Just as Salazar finished speaking, the door opened, and Lucifer stepped inside.

"Did you get it?" Salazar enquired.

"Yeah. The diary?" Lucifer asked.

Salazar handed the diary to Lucifer.

Seeing the cover, Lucifer shook his head in disappointment. It was clear that the diary didn't belong to his mother.

He opened the first page, finding a name.

"It's in English. It's certainly from earth," Lucifer let out. "And the owner of this diary was Nicola Andrea. I don't think I heard that name before. Did you?"

"I didn't either. Must be some random person," Salazar answered, shaking his head.

Lucifer turned another page and started reading a bit about what was written in the diary.

"Fascinating. Whoever wrote it... Doesn't appear to be anyone ordinary," he muttered, frowning.

"What's written in it?" Salazar asked.

"It talks about sacrificing abilities," Lucifer responded. "Certainly a fascinating concept if it works."

"Sacrificing abilities? What does that mean?"

"From what I understand, it talks about sacrificing certain abilities to make other abilities stronger. At least that's the gist of it. I'll have to read more when I'm back home to understand what it actually means. First, let's get out of here."

Lucifer pushed the door open and left the mansion with Amelia and Salazar, just as stealthily as he came.

He first went to the mansion of Amelia, dropping her on the balcony before leaving.

Amelia watched him leave, still unable to grasp what she experienced before.

These two people had joined their powers to take out a High Beast leader so easily. They were certainly powerful. She was amazed at how powerful the humans from earth became.

She was slightly happy as well, since Lucifer could protect himself with that strength. How she didn't need to worry about his safety when he went back.

"Best of luck on your future endeavors, Lucifer. And thank you for everything you did for me. Have a great life ahead meanwhile I..."

She stepped inside her room.