In another part of the Mansion, Devil feels lost.
He's been walking for a long time, unimpressed by the ancient style of the mansion. There is not a single comfortable place for his nap. Little Marshmallow's lap is the best. Whenever Little Marshmallow strokes his fur, he falls asleep easily.
"I forgive this place since this is where he grew up."
Devil resists the urge to burn the mansion to the ground. Honestly, he doesn't like Duke Balthier Sanguine. How are they going to survive for three days? If anyone tries to eat Nell, he's going to eat that ghoul.
"Can I digest a ghoul?" Devil worries about indigestion. Ingesting the moon's wrath has given him a bad case of indigestion. If he can swallow the wrath of the moon, a ghoul shouldn't be too much.
When he turns around the corner, he comes across a tall boy who seems to be in his early twenties.
The boy has curly copper-brown hair and flamboyant pink eyes.
