Beelzebub who stood behind didn't have enough space to look forward but hearing how Ian had been called a thief, he snorted for a sharp gaze to look at him which came from the man who had been called brazen thief himself.

Beelzebub quickly look at Elise, "Tell him we are here."

So she would have to call Sullivan himself? Sure enough the man look gradually safer except for the fact he was see through, but Elise somewhere hesitates. She took one step closer when the ghost flew over toward Ian, "Sir Sullivan, we came to meet you. We want to ask about your late wife," said Elise for the man to frown and snap a look at her.

Sullivan first stared at her eyes before peering closely and Ian stretched out his hand to place it over Elise's face as if to block him. "He is staring at you intently isn't he?" questioned Ian sharply.

"He is," replied Elise, once again wondering how Ian knew that.

"You could see me, girl?" asked Sullivan who has taken a step back when Ian pushed his hand to become a shield between them.

"Yes, Mr. Sullivan," answered Elise, "This is Ian White, the Lord of Warine and Mr. Beel have come to visit you, Mr. Sullivan."

"Someone whom I don't know come to visit me. This house isn't a spot for people to come to test their courage. A few had come and been thrown. If you don't want to have your back broken from being thrown over the wonder go home, child," huffed the man, there was pride in his voice and the way he bring himself with his hands constantly crossed gave Elise an air that the man was once a nobility.

"But I think you know Mr. Beel," she added, "Mr. Beelzebub." The one name was enough to have the already frown between his forehead to knit tighter. "We hope you could help us with a few question, Mr. Sullivan?"

Elise had been a polite girl since little with hope so she wouldn't offend anyone which why she asked the man a permission but that's not all the reason she ask. She didn't want Sullivan to chose to disappear. They needed his knowledge and a part of his past that maybe could help them.

Sullivan raised his hand as if to stop her, "Rude girl. Before you ask me you should introduce yourself. Didn't anyone teach you this? I peg you don't have parents to teach you this. You know my name but I know nothing of yours."

"My name is Elise Scott, a sweet child," she hoped that was enough to explain how she could see him which she saw Sullivan indeed hummed din approval as of agreeing of her words.

"A sweet child. That explain how you could see me. But odd," the man commented raising his hand to flick it over her, "You smell a lot like Demon but you are not, and this man," Sullivan stopped before Ian, his face grew closer to then pull back, "He smell like human but he is not. What is Demon doing here? Did Beelzebub put you up to this?"

"No, we have question we hope you could answer, it is about your wife Mrs. Edith," Elise started and this immediately had Sullivan to take a fly backward. The ghost looked appalled by her question and a deep frown etched between his brows.

"Go home." Sullivan dismissed her without looking at her as he had turned back to the bed.

Elise quickly took one step forward, "Please Mr. Sullivan, I hope you could help me. I— have the same case as your wife," this had the ghost to turn and look at her, "I'm a Demon's Bride."

Ian didn't know what Elise was currently talking of with Sullivan all he knew was she was tying to persuade the ghost for their sake. How irritating, thought Ian if not for the ghost being invisible to his eyes right now, he would have pulled the information straight from the man's tongue himself. Rip it out if possible.

"Is this man over here your companion?" questioned Sullivan, who pointed his hand to Ian. "The man who you are in love with and I assume likewise?"

Elise could feel her cheeks reddened, "Yes," she answered, turning to see Ian who had discarded his cold gaze to smile at her.

"Throw Beelzebub from the house and you two could get in, I'll answer your question," saying this Sullivan sat down on the bed again.

Ian sender Elise receiving an instruction, "What did he say," he asked her.

"He asked for Mr. Beel to leave before talking," Elise shifted her eyes to see Beelzebub frowning.

"What? I'm not leaving-" Beelzebub's words fell unheard as his body was suddenly thrown from the hallways. Ian raised his finger and the window suddenly unlocked. "You fuck- Ahhh!"

Elise watched Beelzebub thrown from the window. She looked at Ian and he smiled sweetly as if he hadn't done anything, "Will he be alright?" asked Elise she heard the loud thud when Beelzebub was thrown and doubt he was uninjured.

"Don't worry if that is enough to take him down, he would be sixth foot underneath since long before. Let's get in," Ian turned a deaf ear to the shouting made by Beel. The blonde-haired Demon tried to break in but when his hand touched the knob, he felt a zap. Pulling his hand he saw the skin of his hand had been torn, "Shit," cursed Beelzebub.

"Hey! Can you deal with your movement gentler?" Hallow questioned, coming out from the pocket of Beelzebub's coat. "That hurts for me, you stupid Demon!"

"Shut up," Beelzebub clicked his tongue as Hallow pursed his beak. What was wrong with these Demons? They all have lost their marbles, thought Hallow.

"Why do you need to meet Sullivan anyway? I thought only Elise needs to meet him," because Elise need to know more about Demon's Bride, thought Hallow.

"Because Sullivan knows the person who I am in search for!" Beelzebub replied in anger. He have to enter but he can't. If this goes on he wouldn't be able to come back home and Lucifer will bring to light the secret he had hid. "Wait a moment, I know that this barrier work for Demons, but not you," drawled Beelzebub.

"That's impossible," scoffed Hallow, he was uninterested to help Beelzebub and was ready to sink down to his pocket when the Demon pulled him out. "I don't have hands to open the door, okay?"

"You don't need to," Beelzebub smiled widely from ear to ear while Hallow regret his life choice, "We just need you to enter that window where I was thrown. By throwing you back there."

"No! No! No!" Hallow tried to fly away from his hand but his body was small and Beelzebub had more control over his body. "You are mad!" He was so shocked that he had no more to say as his mind was blocked from the surprise. "I should have known I shouldn't agree to your words. Where is my protection! You promised me!" Beelzebub raised his hand and in panic, Hallow yelled, "Hey, hey, look at me."

Beelzebub indeed turn to spare him a glance, "I'm this cute little chick, yellow body, green eyes, and round head, are you really sure you are throwing me there without hesitation? What if you fail? In case you don't know I'm telling you, I'll die!"

"You can tell me later how it feels to die twice. Don't forget to report me what you see and ask Sullivan," Beelzebub said and he whispered, "Ask him where Heaven is, okay?"

"I'M OUT! I'M NOT DOING THIS-" Hallow yelled but like how Ian had thrown Beelzebub, likewise Beelzebub didn't hesitate to take a step back with his hand holding tight to Hallow's body before throwing him enough that his body plunge to the window.