789 Ingredient- Part 3

"W-what are you doing?!" 

Laurence's eyes had widened, and he looked back and forth between the pot and the Devil. He knew it was too good to be true! The Devil had fixed his wounds and turned him back to the way he had entered Hell for the first time only to cook him!

"I-I don't know what I did! You have already punished me f-for what I did! We have cleared Constance's name. The p-public h-hates us!" Laurence tried to pull his arm away from Odin, but the demon servant, even though he looked scrawny, was stronger than he appeared. "I d-didn-"

"Shhh," Vladimir silenced the man, who was shouting in the room, and silence fell back in the room except for the bubbles that moved to the surface of the pot. "Do you think this is your place to scream and shout? Do it again and I will cut off your tongue," he glared. 

Laurence whimpered, not wanting to go even a step near the boiling pot. "But I didn't-"