chapter : 16 Why is there a spy

After talking with Sirzechs, Darian walked back towards his room. As he entered, he saw Buford sitting in a seat, drinking tea.

"Sir Lucifer, I am really sorry for coming without any notice," Buford said as he stood up and gave a slight bow, apologizing.

"It's fine, there is no need to apologize," Darian replied.

As he sat opposite to him, Darian asked, "So is there anything important that you came to meet me about?"

"Well, Sir Lucifer, our business is getting huge profits just in a few days, so I actually brought you a gift that we made especially for you with the help of some of our magician friends," Buford said with a smile as he took out a box.

When the box opened, it contained two sleek guns of silver and black, each 30 cm long, with Lucifer's name engraved on them.

"It's a gun," Darian thought, confused about why Buford would give him a gun.

"Sir Lucifer, you might be wondering why I am giving you a gun, but these guns are not normal. They don't shoot metal bullets; instead, they shoot out Demonic energy bullets. Plus, there are lots of magic enchantments on them, so they won't break even in the hands of super devils," Buford said, his eyes glinting with excitement.

'Gun that shoots out demonic energy, but why is this guy giving it to me? Doesn't he know I have very low demonic energy? The whole world knows it,' Darian thought to himself, pondering Buford's intentions.

As Buford noticed Darian's questioning look, he asked, "Sir Lucifer, is there something wrong?"

"Dont you know I have low demonic energy?" Darian said, even though his demonic energy is increasing by absorbing the power Ebonfang, but nobody know this.

"Sir Lucifer, this gun shoots out demonic energy bullets, but it has a unique feature. It compresses the demonic energy and then shoots it out, so it doesn't matter much if you have low demonic energy. However, someone with high demonic energy will surely use it better than someone with low demonic energy," Buford explained.

Darian picked up the gun. "Let's try it," he muttered.

"No, Sir Lucifer, believe me, it's not something you should use inside the house. It could be better to use it somewhere outside in open space," Buford cautioned.

"Well, I can't try it now since I am going somewhere out," Darian said with a little soothing smile on his face.

"You can try it anytime, Sir Lucifer. Then I shall take my leave," Buford said as he stood up to leave.

As Darian also got up, he said, "Thank you so much for this gift and also for helping me a lot even though we just recently met." Darian felt appreciative towards him. Because of Buford, lots of things got easier for him.

"There is no need for Thank you, Sir Lucifer. I am just lucky to be in your presence. Then I will take my leave," Buford said as he was ready to leave but suddenly stopped. "Sir Lucifer, there is something I would like to tell you," Buford said, nervous.

"What is it?" Darian questioned.

"I don't know, maybe I could be wrong, but I feel like someone was trying to spy on you, Sir Lucifer," Buford said.

Now, Darian was also curious. "Who is it?"

"Sir Lucifer, there was an old butler who was questioning why I came to meet you and all and also trying to lure me into his questions about what you are doing currently. I understood his motive, so I just told him I came to talk about investment in my company," Buford said.

"Well, thanks, Buford. You did one more great favor for me. I will deal with whoever that old man is," Darian said with a smile. But inside, even he was confused. Who could it be? Why could he try to spy on him? Is he an Astaroth family spy? Since that Leon guy found out I was in the human world, that means someone was sending him information. He could be the same person who sent information to Leon Astaroth. A lot of questions were racing inside Darian's head.

But he politely bid farewell to Buford, who left.

"Man, now I've got spies on me," Dylan muttered, shaking his head as what in hell is going on in his life.

He called Emilie by pressing a button on the table, which directly signaled her that he was calling her—it was a magic button.

"First, let's get dressed," he muttered as he went to his closet and picked out a pair of clothes. He wore light skin-colored pants, a white t-shirt, white shoes, and a matching macha green jacket.

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Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Darian knew it wasn't Sirzechs; it was Emilie, since he recognized her knock.

"Come in," Darian said as Emilie entered. "Master Darian, is there anything you need?" Emilie said politely, giving a slight bow.

While Darian adjusted his clothes, he asked, "Emilie, is there any old butler in the Gremory castle?"

"An old butler? There is one butler named Winston," Emilie replied.

Hearing the familiar name, Darian knew who it was because he had met him before. "Emilie, this Winston guy—is he close to Astaroth?" Darian asked, feeling suspicious.

"Yes, Master. Winston actually belonged to the Astaroth house before he came to the Gremory castle," Emilie answered.

"Emilie, don't let that guy roam near my room, and don't let him know you are preventing him from coming near my quarters," Darian said firmly.

"Master, I also felt suspicious that he was roaming around Master's quarters recently, so I am already preventing him from coming here," Emilie replied. Darian admired Emilie's quick actions, even though he never knew someone was spying on him but she was already aware of it. Inside his mind, he praised her for her efficiency.

As Emilie returned to her castle duties, another knock sounded at the door, and Darian knew who it might be. Opening it, he found Sirzechs adorned in armored attire, a choice that puzzled him.

"What are you wearing?" Darian questioned.

"Isn't it good?" Sirzechs replied innocently.

"It's fine, but we're going out for fun, not for battle," Darian gently pointed out, suggesting her outfit might is not be suitable for this kind occasion.

"Well, I do have gowns, but they will be even more uncomfortable to walk in. This just looks heavy, but hey, I can move easily," Sirzechs said, not understanding what the problem was.

"I guess I need to take her shopping first. Well, it's not a bad idea," Darian thought to himself with a smile. "Come inside," Darian said.

As Sirzechs entered the room, they stood side by side. "Can you give me permission to use the teleportation circle?" Darian asked. Since using teleportation inside the castle didn't work for safety precautions; only a handful of people could enter directly through the magic circle inside the castle, and Sirzechs should definitely be one of them, as for how he knew this its because Emilie told him.

As for another reason why he wanted to be teleported directly from his room, it's because if someone sees them together, it will probably become known to Ajuka by that Astaroth spy and who knows if that bastard would directly come to ruin his date. So, as a precaution, this was the best idea.

"Uhhh! Okay," Sirzechs said as she placed her hand above Darian. He felt her hand slightly clutching; it felt soft, which he didn't expect. He thought it might be rough, but it was kind of like squeezing a marshmallow.

To be continued...

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Sorry but Date will be in next chapter.