Elise knew the woman was pressuring her and she wasn't going to lie. The woman does pressure her but it wasn't enough to touch her nerve or scare her. While the air was heavy it was breathable and perhaps because Elise had faced her grandfather when he snapped. No one could have worse wrathful anger than him. 

Instead of walking on eggshells, Elise offered the woman a smile and bluntly replied, "After all I am not my grandmother. The difference between us is inevitable."

Lady Caroline's eyes on her continue to stare emotionlessly before a smile suddenly break out on the woman's scare let lips which contrast heavily to her pallid complexion. It was as though a corpse had been painted red by their lips. "I guess my intention is crystal clear to your eyes, your highness princess Elise." The woman then took off her large flared hat as if it was finally time for her to take Elise seriously. "I wonder why you are so calm?"

"Do you mean to say why I am calm with you?" Elise asked the woman who chuckled and shook her head.

"People are scared of me and I know that's true. But to those who hadn't seen me in my worse state they won't fear me," which mean that Lady Caroline wasn't scary enough at this moment until her button was pushed and for her button to be pushed it was for one to trespass her underground or even steal from it. The woman said, "What makes me confused is how quickly you adapt to Hell when you are not born here or grew up here."

"How do you know that?" Elise questioned while taking the teacup which was offered.

"Excuse my blunt word but you reek of humans' scent," answered Lady Caroline. Elise pulled her brows as she couldn't tell her own fragrance but it seems the demons like Lady Caroline or the ones on the court could tell this. "Yet you... doesn't seem to think of death as a foreign term. You are even maybe friendly with it."

"I don't want to be friendly with death," answered Elise and her sunken tone was not missed by Lady Caroline.

"Who brought you to here?" Lady Caroline inquired, making Elise wondered if she forgot about her father.

"You have seen my father—" Elise saw the woman shaking her head while clicking her tongue thrice to tell her she was wrong.

"I mean to ask your first time. Who brought you here for the first time?" Upon Lady Caroline's question, Elise's eyes widened. Did the woman heard her appearance from someone? Or was it her ability?

Noticing Elise guarded expression, Lady Caroline said, "No, no, I didn't mean to pry. It was a guess of mine. Because you see most people, well by people I mean human would have been trembling between their legs on the idea of coming to Hell. I am guessing that other than you being a very courageous woman perhaps this wasn't your first time. There's also one more guess. You are very desperate to get a hold of something that you didn't mind coming to Hell."

While the second one was correct, the third one was also correct that Elise could feel chill running down her spine of the woman's prefect guess.

"It isn't my first time," answered Elise truthfully as she didn't want to lie but then replying to the woman's third guess will only expose her true intention. If that happen, she would feel like a thief whose trick had been exposed even before she thieved.

"Another guess—" Lady Caroline spoke but Elise had gotten a step ahead of her.

"I was curious of my grandmother, Lady Caroline. What do you mean that her admirer also turn out to be a harm for her?" As if she didn't notice what she did, Elise naturally picked up the teapot to pour the tea into her teacup.

Lady Caroline noticed but didn't delve thankfully for Elise.

"As I said, Ariel had more than a few admirers in Heaven. One was of this particular angel who as I said in the end betrayed her by having all the angels to their secret meeting location in the mortal's world. Ariel only had herself to fend. Fortunately Satan came on the right time."

"Do you know who the angel was?" Elise was currently in the middle of hunting for the angel who had worked in hand along with the dark sorcerer. From what she could tell the angel who had trapped her grandmother sound to be as crafty as the one she was searching for.

"I'm not sure if I remember his name... but he was known as the angel of wrath. The title he received from tricking Ariel," answered Lady Caroline which had Elise to wonder if Lucifer would know who was the angel of wrath. While thinking of Lucifer, she remembered how they last parted where Lucifer told her he would be leaving to his own mission but would still help in any time she needed... perhaps was he searching for the angel like her on his own method?

"You have five seconds," said Lucifer who was standing at the gate which hover on top of the white fluffy clouds. His red eyes that looked at the angel whose head he smashed to the paved ground. "Call Michael here now."

"You Devil! Release him!" Shouted the other angel but Lucifer wasn't in a mood for this. He is truly, very wasn't in the mood for any of this. 

If there was an anger meter for him, he had overdone all the meters the world have for him. His rage had blown his top and there was only a tiny shield of restrain which he used to pull the leverage on himself. 

From his uncontrolled anger, his black horns appeared from the side of his head. The smooth surface was deep dark, similar to his eyes that had changed color, leaving his entire eyes black while the redness only remain on his irises. 

"Bring. Him. Now. This is an order," demanded Lucifer with his clenched jaw.