Diabolos nodded his head in a yes. He couldn't deny Micahel's claim as the young man was just telling the truth. He had indeed agreed to help him only because somehow it also benefited him.
He needed someone who could be trusted with keeping an eye on his god-daughter in his absence after she would find her way to her other half. Michael was the perfect candidate for the job as he had an emotional attachment with Aden.
He was not only the person who was bestowed with the responsibility of taking care of Aden's safety in his last life, but also his best mate. These were the things which made him the perfect prospect to be his pawn in this game of chess which was being played on the wide board of fate.
"You still haven't explained the rest of the things to me." Michael complained, narrowing down his eyes at the Devil's figure who was too busy sipping on his tea to even notice his glares.
