Chapter 19

The spirits halted and looked at us blankly while Sebastiene jumped in front of me in a protective manner.

"Little girl, be careful!" Sebastiene shouted as he hid me behind him. "There seems to be a necromancer around."

The spirits looked at each other and then looked at Skirr who looked at me questioningly. I gestured for them to continue what they were doing.

"They are not a threat Mr. Demon King." I told him pushing him softly aside.

"But those were clearly spirits!" He argued.

"Yes." I answered. "They were spirits my sister summoned from the underworld."

"Y-your what?!" He shouted again.

"You have returned eldest lady."

I turned to see Astrid came in wearing a royal blue maid's uniform. She came near us and bowed her head to me.

"Hello Astrid," I took off my bag and gave it to her. "Where is Athy?"

"Lady Athanasia is in her study my lady." She replied respectfully.

"I see." I nodded.

"Please take this gentleman to Athy." I pointed to Sebastiene. "He will be applying as my butler and will need to go under interrogation.."

Sebastiene's head snapped as he quickly turned to look at me.

"I mean interview." I corrected myself and cleared my throat, not looking at Sebastiene who was squinting his eyes at me again.

"Yes my lady." Astrid turned to face Sebastiene gesturing for him to follow her. "Please follow me."

Sebastiene nodded and started to follow her, but before they could climb the stairs, he looked back at me. I smiled sweetly at him and raised my hand in a sweeping gesture telling him to go. He then resumed to follow Astrid, who also stopped when she noticed him stopped in going up the stairs.

I went to the kitchen to get something to eat since it was already late in the afternoon that we returned. I took a bread and spread some strawberry jam on it and poured myself a glass of orange juice. After eating, I went to my bedroom to rest while I wait for the interview to finish.

Sebastiene's POV

I followed the black-haired maid to the second floor and into a long corridor lined with doors every few meters. She did not speak to me but just steadily walked in front of me. She was weird. She looked human, smelled human, but I can sense two different blood force mixed in her. As a demon, I am able to see different forces inside a being.

Force is the fundamental source of our powers. It is what makes us able to wield and control our abilities. It is like a well where we take water from, instead it was inside our abdomen behind our belly button, and we take out force from it instead of water. One cannot choose how deep their force soul because everybody starts with the same amount of force soul at birth. One may increase it by training, potions and by stealing other people's force soul which is highly denounced as it will kill the person whose force soul had been taken. Every race has different blood forces which is unique to their race. If two diffent race had an offspring, it will only take after one of the parents blood force. A being can only have one force soul unless they steal another person's force soul and add it to theirs by special means.

Talking about how strong a person is, we usually talk about their force soul and their ability control. A person who has strong ability but has a weak force soul can only use his ability for a short amount of time. A person who has a deep force soul but has weak control is useless and may only hurt themselves or the people around them. A person who has a deep force soul and strong ability control is what one can truly call strong. It takes years of practice to deepen your force soul and train to perfect your ability control.

This maid in front of me has two forces in her. I can see her human blood force and another blood force which only means that she has two force souls inside her. That means that she stole someone else's force soul while they were alive, since you can't take it from a dead one. Which means that she is someone who knows of a way to extract a force soul and absorb it. With two different force souls, I already know she is strong without seeing her ability control.

'I wonder if the little girl knows about it?' I mused. 'Hmmmm.. Only demons have inborn abilities to see blood force so I doubt that she does.'

We stopped walking when we reached a door with a foul smell coming from the inside. It was the scent of death. I was a demon king for two thousand years, I know the scent of death when I smell one. I have fought with a number of necromancers during my time as a warrior, I know that the necromancer that was controlling those spirits earlier was inside. A very strong necromancer, to be able to control numbers of dead at the same time is behind this door. Those ugly decaying beings that spoil the bodies and souls of the dead in their search for immortality. I killed those necromancers that tried to use the bodies of my dead brethren as undead armies for demon body is sturdier than other races. I went on a killing spree for years to extinguish that practice.

But why is a Castellan using such a cruel ability?

"My lady," The maid knocked on the door.

"Lady Melody brought a gentleman for interview." She informed.

The door opened and a huge undead wearing a knight's armor, with a long blue plume on his helmet ushered us in. I saw other undead standing there holding stacks of papers in their hands.

"My lady, this is the gentleman the eldest miss has brought, Sir Sebastiene." I peeked at the necromancer, expecting an ugly looking old lady.

I saw purple eyes look at me blankly yet scanning me, as if I was a curiosity. She had silver hair, unique only to Castellans, and a chubby cheek.

It was a little girl, sitting on the chair behind the desk looking bored.

"This.." I pointed to the little girl while smiling awkwardly at the maid.

"This is the youngest daughter of House Castellan, Lady Athanasia Castellan." The maid introduced.

I looked at the bored looking girl in astonishment.

'Another little girl?' I thought to myself.